n

n

n

nIn the abandoned mine, a few zombies were continuously digging iron ores with pickaxes.

nThe remaining zombie was moving the iron ores from the mine back and forth, piling them up in a corner.

nThis scene puzzled Prisoner Snake and his people who were observing in the dark.

nWhat was going on?

nWhat were these zombies doing?

nWere they working together to mine?

nSince when did zombies have such high intelligence?

nA player nudged Prisoner Snake who was in a daze.

n“Brother Snake, what do you say?”

nPrisoner Snake gritted his teeth.

n“Go!”

nThe Dawn Guild was already very dissatisfied with him. This was his last chance!

nPrisoner Snake carefully took out his wooden bow from his backpack and aimed at the zombies.

n“Whoosh!”

nDue to the distance, when the arrow landed on the vine zombie’s back, it had already lost most of its power and was repelled by the vine armour under its skin.

n“Ka!”

nBeing attacked, the vine zombie paused and turned around to look at Prisoner Snake and the others.

n“Shoot the arrows!”

nPrisoner Snake waved his hand.

nMore than ten people raised their wooden bows at the same time.

n“Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!”

nAnother round of arrows rained down.

nThe vine zombies who were carrying the iron ores turned around at the same time.

nThey threw down the pickaxes in their hands and rushed toward Prisoner Snake and the others while swaying.

nIt worked!

nSeeing that the zombie clones were attracted over, Prisoner Snake was overjoyed.

n“Quick! Lure them to the prison!”

nPrisoner Snake immediately led the players out of the mine.

nLuring zombies was not as easy as they had imagined.

nThey needed to master a certain degree of control.

nPrisoner Snake found that these zombies seemed to have a special obsession with the mine.

nWhen they were far away, the vine zombies would turn around and run back to the mine.

nAt this time, they needed to attack them again to attract their attention.

nPrisoner Snake spent a lot of energy and more than an hour luring the zombies to the vicinity of the prison.

nNone of the eight mutated zombies escaped!

nSeeing that the prison was just ahead, Prisoner Snake was excited.

nHe had confidence in these mutated zombies.

nThese mutated zombies could bring a lot of trouble to the people in the prison.

nMaybe they could even directly break through the entire prison!

n“We’re almost there! Brothers! Work harder! Take the opportunity to break through the prison!”

nPrisoner Snake shouted to them to raise their spirits.

nAt this time, he suddenly noticed that the game log popped up several red warning boxes.

nHint: You’ve received an emergency message from the survival radio.

nHint: You’ve received an emergency message from the survival radio.

nHint: You’ve received an emergency message from the survival radio.

nHint: You’ve received an emergency message from the survival…

nPrisoner Snake’s expression changed slightly, and an ominous feeling rose in his heart.

nSo urgent?

nCould it be that something had happened to the residence?

nPrisoner Snake quickly opened the survival radio to check.

nThe players who stayed in the shelter sent messages one after another.

nZhou Yu: “Brother Snake! Not good, the residence is being attacked by a zombie crowd!”

nZhou Yu: “It’s the same as last night, they’re all mutated zombies! We can’t stop them!”

nQian Feihong: “Zombies! There are so many zombies, 30 to 40 of them! Brother Snake, come back, we can’t hold them off with just a few of us here!”

nQian Feihong: “Brother Snake, we have escaped.”

nWang Zhen: “Brother Snake, the zombies are starting to demolish our shelter, we can’t do anything.”

nQian Feihong: “Brother Snake, come back quickly! If you don’t come back soon, our shelter will be torn down…”

nLooking at the emergency messages that kept coming from the survival radio, Prisoner Snake broke out in cold sweat.

nGod! The zombies besieged his base?

nThey even started tearing down his shelter?

nIt was the same situation as last night when the abandoned mine was attacked!

nWere these zombies crazy?

nWho did he offend? Why did the game system keep targeting him?

nIf the shelter was demolished, how would he survive the night?

nShould he go back to rescue, or should he continue?

nPrisoner Snake was in a mess.

n“Brother Snake, we’re almost at the prison. There seems to be someone in the watchtower over there.”

nPrisoner Snake raised his head and looked at the watchtower in the prison.

nThe watchtower was still damaged when he came here a few days ago, but it had been repaired in the past two days.

n“They should have noticed us already. Should we continue to charge?”

nPrisoner Snake gritted his teeth.

nHe was going to give it his all!

nHis plan was about to be completed and the prison was right in front of him.

nHow could he give up now?

nHe only needed five minutes!

nHe just needed another five minutes!

nEven zombies couldn’t demolish their residences so quickly.

nPrisoner Snake comforted himself. He quickly sent a message to tell the team that they were on their way back, asking them to delay as much as possible.

n“Let’s go! Let’s go!”

nPrisoner Snake took the lead and quickly ran a few steps forward.

nHe knew that the area in front of him was the prison.

nThere were NPC mercenaries in the prison.

nAs long as he entered the prison’s detection area and made a provocative move to attack the prison, with the intelligence of those mercenaries, they would choose to shoot!

nAt that time, the gunshots would attract the group of mutated zombies behind him!

nA perfect plan!

nIt was time to gamble his life!

nAt such a long distance, the lethality of the pistol would not be too high, and the accuracy would be greatly reduced.

nAs long as his luck was not too bad, his life would not be in danger!

n“Brothers, charge with me!”

nPrisoner Snake shouted loudly and together with his subordinates, they charged towards the prison.

n“Kill!!”

n“Kill them all!”

nThe players knew that this was the chance to fight with their lives on the line. They quickly ran and shouted as they charged towards the prison, using this to attract the attention of the NPC guards on the watchtower.

n“Bang!”

nThere was a gunshot.

nIt was done!

nThe moment he heard the gunshot, Prisoner Snake’s heart calmed down.

nHowever, the next moment, Prisoner Snake’s face turned pale.

nHe saw the head of a player who was running in front of him explode.

nPrisoner Snake’s body was still moving forward, but his mind was blank.

n“Bang!”

nAnother gunshot.

nBlood splattered on Prisoner Snake’s right cheek.

nPrisoner Snake subconsciously turned his head.

nThe head of one of his subordinates on his right exploded again, and his body swayed as he fell to the ground.

nIt was a sniper rifle!

nIt could cause such a wound from such a long distance.

nOnly sniper rifles could do such damage in the Zombie Apocalypse game.

nThey had sniper rifles?!

nNot only did this group of people have sniper rifles, but some people could use them?

nIt was over! It was all over!

nRun!

nAs many as possible!

nPrisoner Snake turned his head and shouted at the players who were running towards the prison.

n“Quick…”

nJust as the words left his mouth.

n“Bang!”

nA gunshot sounded.

nPrisoner Snake’s head exploded in front of the players.

n“Bang! Bang!”

n“Bang!”

nOn the tower, Liao Bufan stood beside the elite mercenary of the Dark Knights.

nEvery time he pulled the trigger, every gunshot would cause a player’s head to explode.

nStrong!

nHe was too strong!

nWith such combat ability, why would he be afraid of the Dawn Guild?

nAs expected of the elite NPC of the Dark Knights.

nEvery shot was accurate!

nFrom the looks of it, he should be at least a Level 10 gun mastery expert, right?

nLiao Bufan was extremely envious!

n“But the members of the Dawn Guild are so strange. Why are they rushing here to die?”

n“And they’re still shouting. Are they afraid that we won’t know?”

nLiao Bufan felt that it was strange. He stuck his head out and continued to look outside the prison.

nHe silently looked at the players of Dawn who were trying to escape outside. Every one of them was shot in the head by a sniper rifle.

n“Sigh! If they want to send themselves to death, I can’t even stop them.”

nBang! Bang!

nBang!

nGunshots rang out one after another.

nIn less than two minutes, all the players that Prisoner Snake had brought along were shot in the head. None of them survived.

nThe zombies that were originally chasing after Prisoner Snake and the others paused when they saw that they were all dead.

nThey seemed to have understood something. They staggered back and continued to mine..

n