Chapter 135: Gnawing on Bones

Chapter 135: Gnawing on Bones

The chaotic sound of footsteps echoed densely.

A large horde of zombies flooded out from the commercial street, rushing onto the main road, roaring and howling as they charged toward the skeletons.

In the blink of an eye, the area was swarming with them.

Damn it!

Wu Heng cursed, his face turning grim.

The sound of battle had drawn the zombies in.

On one side was the rat horde, and now he had to face a zombie horde as well.

If things went wrong, they could be in serious danger.

"There are zombie dogs over there too," Li Yanhong pointed out.

Wu Heng grabbed the side of the truck and looked in the other direction.

Five mutated zombie dogs were watching from a distance.

They paced back and forth, seemingly debating whether to join the fray.

Wu Heng frowned deeply.

To the left was the rat horde, to the right were the mutated dogs, and directly ahead was the zombie horde from the commercial street.

What a mess!

If zombies had intelligence, he might have thought the three groups had set a trap for him.

"What should we do? Should we back out?" Li Yanhong's voice had a hint of panic.

People who survived the zombie apocalypse typically had stronger mental resilience.

But the situation in front of them made anyone feel the tension of being surrounded.

The rear was still clear, and they could retreat by car, but they'd have to abandon some of the skeletons.

"No rush!" Wu Heng said calmly, turning to the Big-Head Skeleton, "Have the spear skeletons form a phalanx against the zombie horde."

Unlike Li Yanhong, Wu Heng didn't believe he would lose.

The sight of zombies and rats pouring out of the alleys in large numbers was intimidating.

But his skeleton army had over ten thousand soldiers.

As long as they stayed steady, victory wasn't out of reach.

Clatter, clatter~!

The skeleton army began to move.

Clad in brown leather armor and armed with spears, the skeleton warriors swiftly took their positions at the front.

They formed a tight formation, crouching slightly to lower their center of gravity, their spears aimed forward.

Like a brown wall bristling with iron spikes.

Thud, thud, thud~!

In the blink of an eye, the zombies collided with the spear formation.

The sound of spears piercing flesh filled the air.

The spear-wielding skeletons began relentlessly thrusting their weapons.

The zombies' bodies were skewered with each strike.

"Have the skeleton dogs on standby," Wu Heng ordered as he glanced at the orc skeleton holding a sniper rifle, "Hunter One, get on the roof. Keep an eye on those mutated dogs and take them down when they get closer."

The restless skeleton dogs immediately quieted down, sitting obediently with their tails sweeping the ground.

Hunter One climbed onto the truck roof, rifle in hand, vigilantly watching the pacing mutated dogs.

These mutated zombies differed from regular zombies. Once they sensed danger, they'd turn and flee, making them hard to catch.

So for now, Wu Heng held off on attacking, waiting for the right moment when they were close enough to ensure none escaped.

With all the orders issued, the situation stabilized briefly.

Wu Heng turned his attention back to the rat horde.

The cat-sized rats crawled and gnawed inside the skeletons' chest cavities, the sound of bones cracking constantly echoing.

He remembered reading a novel as a child.

It told the story of a rat plague where rats devoured all the food, then turned to humans for sustenance. The people tried everything to eradicate the rats but failed, eventually abandoning their city.

Back then, he thought the story was exaggerated. How could rats possibly overwhelm humans?

But now, seeing a similar scene unfold before him, he believed in how troublesome rats could be.

Wu Heng watched the battle area, his brows furrowed deeply.

The rat horde was overwhelming, and using the sheer number of skeletons to overwhelm them wasn't an efficient solution.

He ran through his list of skills and available attacks, thinking of how to kill the rats more effectively.

Rather than relying on sheer numbers to crush the rat horde.

"We've got a few spare fuel barrels on the truck," Li Yanhong pointed out.

"Get them out quickly."

Li Yanhong opened the truck door and leaned in, pulling out barrel after barrel of gasoline stored in cooking oil containers.

There were five in total.

Not a lot, but enough to block one side of the road.

Wu Heng tightened the caps on the oil barrels and handed them to the idle 'Big Guy,' saying, "Throw these into the rat horde, spread them out."

Big Guy grabbed one barrel in one hand and threw it into the rat horde with ease.

Thud! The barrel crushed a few rats as it burst open, dousing the surrounding rats and ground with gasoline.

Thud, thud, thud~!

One by one, the barrels were tossed into the rat horde, scattering among them.

The rats, dazed by the impacts, screeched angrily in the direction of the gasoline-soaked areas.

Wu Heng judged the timing was right.

He raised his hand and cast a Fireball spell above the rats.

The orange fireball flew into the air, and once it reached a certain height, it exploded with a bang, scattering embers like fireworks that fell into the rat horde, igniting the gasoline.

Whoosh~!

A fire much larger than from the Grease Spell erupted, engulfing the rat horde and spreading across the street.

The firestorm roared like a collapsing furnace, searing the air with its intense heat.

The very air seemed to warp from the heat.

Squeak, squeak, squeak~!

The rats caught in the inferno squealed in agony, their sharp cries piercing the air.

The flames continued to spread, chasing the fleeing rats.

The rat horde, terrified by the fire, scattered and retreated back into the buildings, vanishing into the back rooms.

Only the burning rats, writhing in the fire, remained, gradually losing the strength to resist.

Whoosh~!

Seeing the rats retreat, Wu Heng breathed a sigh of relief.

These things were truly a nightmare to deal with.

......

Bang~!

Suddenly, a gunshot rang out.

Wu Heng turned to see Hunter One pulling the trigger.

In the distance, a black-backed mutated dog, the size of a horse, had a bloody hole in its forehead, staggering a few steps before collapsing.

The other mutated dogs, which had been tearing at skeletons, froze.

They glanced around in terror, then turned to flee.

Bang, bang, bang~!

More gunshots rang out, bullets piercing the bodies of the fleeing dogs.

At the same time, several skeleton dogs charged from the ranks, rushing toward the mutated dogs.

The still-living mutated dogs panicked, trying to escape, but bang, bang, bang~! More gunshots echoed.

Their bodies were riddled with bullet holes.

The skeleton dogs reached them and began savagely tearing into the mutated dogs' flesh.

Wu Heng shifted his gaze back to the zombie horde approaching from the commercial street.

The zombies continued pouring in, their numbers seemingly endless, unaffected by the retreat of the rat horde.

In front of the spear-wielding skeletons, a mound of zombie corpses was already forming a defensive barrier.

The advancing zombies had stopped charging head-on and were now climbing over the corpse mound, leaping down from above.

They landed directly into the forest of spears.

Wu Heng stood at the rear, watching the battle, and issued another order: "Big Guy, Second Big Guy, go clear the zombies."

The two giant skeletons, clad in iron armor, charged forward.

Like crazed bulls, they plowed into the zombie horde.

Their massive arms swung like wrecking balls, sending waves of zombies flying and scattering everywhere.

Wu Heng glanced once more at the rat horde's direction, confirming there was no further movement.

He gave another command, "Advance forward."

Clatter, clatter~!

The spear-wielding skeletons stood up, climbing over the mound of corpses, and continued to advance in their phalanx formation.

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