Tang Zheng and Qin Yan paid no mind to all these speeches. Instead, they shared an understanding as they continued to move forward. After all, they didn't worry about ammunition consumption. The Wastelanders wanted to leave but lacked the strength to do so. They figured that once they were away from Tang Zheng, they'd be killed within ten minutes.
Ao, a roar echoed in the corridor, followed by boom, boom, mighty footstep sounds.
"Ah, we finally run into a big one, it probably weighs at least six or seven hundred pounds," Lu Fan quickly retreated after shining a light on it. There were six enormous ghouls, each over three meters tall, attacking.
Their skin was as durable as steel; bullets could only splash sparks off them. Tang Zheng took out a Thunderstorm rifle and began to cause some damage to them. However, he barely scraped off a chunk of their skin and it didn't affect their actions at all.
