Soon, Li Yahong drove up in a military truck.
Wu Heng sat in the truck with a few skeletons, slowly advancing, while the rest of the skeleton army flanked the truck, moving forward with it.
A trip to the commercial street was needed to gather necessary supplies.
Reliance solely on skeletons to carry everything back would be too cumbersome, the best solution was to bring a truck.
The mighty army progressed impressively along the main road, dispatching zombies attracted by the noise with ease.
The last time Wu Heng brought his forces to this commercial street, he didn't have that many skeletons.
Yet, the commercial street was filled with zombies attracted by the sound equipment.
Now, he had a considerable number of skeletons and could fully engage the zombies.
At least before heading to the prison, he could raid the local jewelry stores and banks.
Otherwise, it would be a waste.
"Have you killed zombies before?" Wu Heng asked.