Chapter 100 A Great Helping Hand Harry's Team

Ten thousand people could cover the earth and sky.

Mark had already forgotten where he had heard such a sentence. Fifty thousand didn't sound much, but so many zombies were overwhelming.

In the face of the flooding zombies, even though he had experienced a hundred battles, he felt a tingle in his scalp.

After fighting for such a long time, Mark almost reached his limit. His ears were almost deaf due to the gunshots and screams, and his spirit began to fall into a trance. Everything around him became blurry. At this moment, his fight all relied on his perseverance.

The soldiers became fewer and fewer, and their formation was squeezed to only ten meters.

The gunshots behind them were getting fewer and fewer. They were running out of bullets.

"I can't hold on any longer!" Mark put the last magazine into the gun and sighed.

"But fortunately, most survivors have been transferred! The general also got on the subway and left the city!" Standing next to Mark, Selina said with a smile.