Jiaojiao: "Wow, so many zombies! There must be forty or fifty of them?"
Outside, the cars were crowded and blocking the road. Qin Yu saw two cars parked on the outer side; these two cars were recently used as seen from the tire marks and clean windows - clean windows were easier to see through.
It seemed that this group of survivors was attacked when they came to refuel.
Many zombies were wearing petrol station staff uniforms, and some were ordinary people. It seemed that many people who stopped to refuel here were unlucky during the apocalypse.
Now, the survivors hiding inside the petrol station were in danger.
After getting out of the car, Qin Yu glanced at the situation on the side, and didn't rush in without grabbing a gun. Guns were for long-range attacks, and bullets were consumable. They wanted to save them as much as possible.
"No third generations, let's go manual."
When she said this, Jiaojiao rolled her eyes. Wasn't using a gun automatic?
