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The blood had already congealed, and the bloody smell had turned foul, but Gao Yuan could only endure it.
Now, Gao Yuan had even begun to miss the thoroughly chilling sensation of being drenched in disinfectant.
At the place where bicycles were parked, the group mounted their bikes. Now, lacking three special forces members, there were still three fewer bicycles than before, but carrying one person on a bike hardly affected their speed.
The only one who needed to walk was Xinghe, but Xinghe had the Mecha, so it was just a question of whether he needed it or not; he would only move faster and certainly wouldn't fall behind in speed.
The road ahead became much easier, with virtually no large groups of zombies. Avoiding them or even clearing them out before proceeding wasn't a problem, so the remainder of the journey was very simple, uneventfully so.
