His heart felt as if it would leap out of his chest.
Only when that familiar signpost came into view did Peng Yue finally calm down from the panic, but he still couldn't help but glance in the rearview mirror.
Chen Xiaoyong didn't seem to have caught up, only the black smoke rising from the distant park was visible.
They were probably burning corpses.
Fresh corpses not only attract bloodthirsty zombies and Mutant Beasts but may also lead to the outbreak of contagion; therefore, most settlements have people who specialize in handling bodies.
Meanwhile, his face was full of gloom, looking quite terrifying.
The driver was an old-timer of the convoy.
His name was Geng.
Seeing Peng Yue's face filled with humiliation and an unwilling expression, he immediately spoke up to dissuade him, "Captain, you really can't go back!"
"If we go back now, we'd be truly finished."
"Peng Er... would have died in vain."
He had been better off not mentioning Peng Er.