150: The Great Escape of a Thousand-Person Caravan

Most of the buildings in this small town were multi-story houses with tiled roofs, resembling ancient architectural styles, as it was originally a tourist destination.

Before the apocalypse, Daxia's tourism industry was very developed, so this small town was quite prosperous, with many locals opening restaurants and hotels, and some elderly people selling souvenirs, so there were quite a few people here.

With more people, naturally, there would be no shortage of Infected.

“Where are they?” Tang Ping clutched a ball of Flame Blaze in his palm; as an Infected approached, a spark would shoot out from the Flame Blaze, landing on the Infected, and within a few breaths, the Level 4 Flame Blaze would burn these ordinary Infected to ashes.

Zhang Xile distinguished the direction and found a familiar landmark: “Turn at Little Master Noodle Restaurant, go to the Food Street, follow the Food Street to Guanghua Avenue, and you can find them! They are currently there, driving vehicles towards our road, but they are being pursued by a Corpse Tide!”

“Alright, let's hurry over.”

...Guanghua Avenue

Terrifying roars, like a tide, engulfed a group of survivors.

“Quick! Drive faster, all of you!”

“This is as fast as we can go!”

“They're catching up! It's catching up!” someone in the back screamed.

“Ahhh! Help!”

Boom! A car crashed into an Infected that lunged from the side, the driver, in fear, failed to avoid an abandoned vehicle on the road in time, and the entire car instantly exploded.

But no one paid attention to that car; all vehicles sped past, swerving around it.

Among them were cars, vans, buses, police cars, and ambulances, all chaotically crashing on the highway, with Infected in rapid pursuit behind these vehicles.

These Infected moved on all fours, no longer as clumsy as stumbling infants as they were when they first became Infected; now, they were truly terrifying creatures that made people change color at the mention of them!

Fortunately, this group of people was also strong; police officers were shooting with guns and throwing grenades, and there were also powerful Talent Users, unleashing various potent abilities in a barrage against the pursuing Infected.

“Captain Qi! This isn't working! Infected are continuously joining from along the way; if this continues, we'll eventually be dragged down and die!” A police-uniformed man jumped from the roof of a speeding car to another, shooting and killing an Infected that lunged at the vehicle.

“The Level 4 powerhouses from Heavenly Mansion Base are coming soon; once they arrive to support us, we'll be able to shake off these Infected!” Flowing metallic liquid surrounded Captain Qi, and sharp metal spikes formed from within, aggressively stabbing into the Infected horde!

There was no need to aim, as the pursuing Infected were too dense.

On the ground, there were still twenty to thirty people sprinting, almost as fast as the vehicles; a person entirely covered in diamonds leaped onto the bus at the end of the convoy.

“Captain Qi, are Level 4 Talent Users really that powerful? This is a Corpse Tide of thousands of Infected!” The diamond-clad man was not a police officer; he was a Middle-aged Man, a high-ranking survivor from the base, who had gathered a strong force under him at Qishan Base; he possessed an A-Rank Talent and Level 3 strength, making him one of the only two A-rank Talent Holders at Qishan Base.

“That's Level 4; I'm only Level 3 myself. It's no exaggeration to say I can easily kill hundreds of fully-formed Infected on my own. Do you think a Level 4 Talent User would be lacking?” Captain Qi's eyes gleamed, and his fists involuntarily tightened a bit; if he were Level 4, he wouldn't be in such a sorry state.

“But do we really have to bring these people to join that Heavenly Mansion Base?” The diamond-clad Middle-aged Man's eyes were obscure.

Captain Qi glanced at the diamond-clad Middle-aged Man and said indifferently: “I haven't forced anyone to join; these vehicles can leave in any direction at any time.”

The diamond-clad Middle-aged Man did not speak, unsure of what he was thinking, but it was clear he was a very power-hungry person.

“Captain Qi, both of us are A-rank Talent Holders. Although our current levels are a bit low, this is only temporary; we will definitely catch up to the people of Heavenly Mansion Base in the future.” The diamond-clad Middle-aged Man's eyes held ambition.

“How about we unite and form our own small group?”

“What do you mean?”

“Captain Qi knows very well what I mean. Besides, can Captain Qi truly rest assured entrusting these survivors to someone whose background is unknown? What if this person is a villain; wouldn't these survivors be lambs thrown into a tiger's den? How can entrusting people to others be as reassuring as managing them yourself, wouldn't you agree, Captain Qi?”

The metal spikes around Captain Qi continued to erupt, pinning Infected to the ground one by one.

“Right now, our top priority is to shake off these Infected.”

“Hahahahaha! Captain Qi is right!” The diamond-clad Middle-aged Man laughed, knowing that Captain Qi was tempted.

Then the diamond-clad Middle-aged Man jumped out of the car and rushed into the Infected, grabbing an Infected with both hands and tearing it apart, then with a swing of his fist, he directly decapitated four or five lunging Infected!

A convoy of vehicles frantically fled on the highway, with cars overturning from time to time, and the dozens of people crammed inside, their fates unknown.

At the very end of the convoy, numerous powerful Talent Users continuously blocked the Infected; these people had a speed attribute of at least 30, and in a burst, could run at a speed of thirty meters per second, easily catching up to the rearmost vehicles.

But besides these relentlessly pursuing Infected, there were also a continuous stream of Infected joining along the way; some Infected would pounce on a car, and with a slight mishap, it would result in a crash and casualties.

“Uncle Gu, there's an Infected catching up on the left!” Inside the crowded van, a little girl with pigtails sitting in the front row shouted a warning.

“Got it!” Gu Fengzhou gripped the steering wheel steadily, his eyes only on the road ahead, with only the corner of his eye on that Infected.

The Infected rushed in from outside the highway; Gu Fengzhou sharply turned the steering wheel, the tires dragged long marks on the highway, narrowly missing the Infected.

“Uncle Gu is amazing!” The little girl cheered, and everyone in the car also collectively breathed a sigh of relief.

“That's right, your Uncle Gu here has been a taxi driver for over ten years,” Gu Fengzhou said with a smile, and the vehicle soon drove steadily on the highway again.

The next second, he suddenly saw two people appear in front, immediately startled, wanting to swerve, but before he could turn the steering wheel, in the blink of an eye, the two people in front disappeared.

“Just now, did two people appear in front?” Gu Fengzhou felt a cold sweat on his back.

“Did they? Uncle Gu, I didn't see anyone?” The little girl hugged her precious teddy bear, tilting her head.

“No? Maybe I saw wrong.” Gu Fengzhou let out a soft breath; it seemed his nerves had been too tense these past few days.

However, what he didn't know was that at this moment, two people were standing steadily on the roof of the van he was driving.