Bullets kept shooting into the Station Hall. Under the moonlight, they seemed like death-bringing fireflies. Apart from a few newbies, most people hadn't heard what Tang Zheng had said and were cowering by the side, not of any help.
Zombie Soldiers were terrifying. The faint moonlight only made their pale skin seem more chilling. Frail skin was exposed underneath the M35 helmet with the emblem on, which had already begun to rot and even dark gums were visible. The zombies were fully armed in black military uniforms, wearing tall military boots and bravely charging towards others without fear of death.
The man with the square face, holding an MG42 machine gun, ran to the other side of Tang Zheng and propped the stand up to sweep the Nazi zombies with gunfire. He was a hardened bandit who had looted a gold store, so he was mentally strong. Even his four comrades started joining the fight. Even though they weren't that coordinated, they still managed to take down a few zombies.
