The message came through the walkie-talkie and reached everyone's ears.
Meanwhile, the faint sound of running footsteps and distant roars of the horde could be heard.
Whoosh~!
The survivors became somewhat panicked in an instant.
Even as the auto repair shop kept expanding its controlled area, the survivors still harbored a deep-seated fear of the horde.
Li Yahong signaled everyone to stay calm and pressed the walkie-talkie to ask, "Are there many?"
"Probably quite a few, continuously turning from the road ahead. It's impossible to gauge the exact number. There are five vehicles in the survivor's convoy... now there are only four left, and they're approaching this way." Qi Han Cai continued.
"Keep an eye on them, Sister Qi, you come back first, get ready to intercept the convoy."
"Okay!" Qi Han Cai answered.
Li Yahong also hung up the walkie-talkie and began directing the others to mobilize vehicles.
