Monsters may be mindless, but they still instinctively formed a three-dimensional defense perimeter.
Enter swiftly, then descend quickly—that was the basic requirement. You Zixing and his team couldn't possibly fly over the city at heights of several to tens of kilometers and then leisurely descend.
This was not a typical rescue operation. With communications cut off, their location unclear, their status unknown, and even whether they were alive or dead uncertain, how could it be considered a rescue? It was more akin to a reconnaissance mission.
The powered parachutes ascended, and immediately beneath them were hordes of zombies crowding together in masses, swiftly passing beneath You Zixing at a speed he dared not imagine. Then, guided by instinct, they split into three groups, chasing after the cars that were rapidly retreating.
