Jian Zongzheng looked at the juniors who had already resigned themselves to their fate and helplessly shook his head. He didn't want to run anymore either, and there might be even more zombies ahead. If death was inevitable, it might as well be a bit easier.
But before he died, he wanted to take a few zombies down with him, as his contribution to humanity.
"Alright, since you all have decided, then let's make our last stand together and fight until our last breath!"
The guy wearing the safety helmet pulled a blood-stained baseball bat from his backpack and stood next to Jian Zongzheng and Yin Qiu.
Seeing this, Anna also put away her compact mirror and pushed Xiaoai next to everyone.
The guy in the orange hoodie smiled too, picked up the axe in his hand, and stood over.
Having comrades by your side before dying meant the journey wasn't lonely.