Chapter 250 The Familiar Style

"Where is the zombie tide from here? Isn't the nearest tide more than 30 kilometers away from us?"

Regardless of hiding his body, Gene stood up, grabbed the telescope, and looked around. With a livid face, he said, "We are surrounded in four directions!"

"Everyone, gather! Get ready to break out!" The voice from the intercom was loud.

After observing for a while, Gene said, "The number of the zombies in the southwest is relatively small. We can break through there!"

"Gene, get down! Escort the whole family of Mr. Fan to the car and gather the survivors on the heavy trucks. See you downstairs."

Gene picked up the sniper rifle and glanced at the big stone again. He gritted his teeth secretly. He had an intuition that the sudden zombie tide was likely to have something to do with the advanced zombie.

However, they had no time to tangle with it now. They had to leave here as soon as possible before they were besieged by the zombie tide.