Chapter 38, The Wounded 4th Squad_1
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The space downstairs was empty, devoid of new zombies.
Wu Heng led the team through the corridors of the building, easily eliminating the one or two wandering zombies they encountered, thanks to the skeleton warriors.
Upon reaching the small square in the community, the bus that had knocked over the fence still stood there.
In the not-so-large square, about thirty zombies were wandering aimlessly.
"You guys stand at the front." Wu Heng issued his commands.
Fifteen spear-wielding skeletons moved to the front of the team. Under Wu Heng's guidance, they formed a line with their spears pointed outwards.
"Basen, lure those zombies over here."
Basen stepped out of the team, made a round on the distant small square.
When he came back, numerous zombies were already following him.
Nearing the group, Basen squeezed himself into the rear of the skeleton formation.
The horde of zombies, however, directly charged towards the skeletons at the front.
Thump! Thump! Thump!