A black Jeep Wrangler was weaving through the zombie horde with rather tricky maneuvers.
Tao Yu was steering with one hand, driving just as well as the veteran driver Jack thanks to the "Riding" skill.
Although this Jeep didn't have the modifications like a pickup truck, nor was it welded with any extra equipment.
But under Tao Yu's efforts to minimize collisions, it was still a smooth ride in a retirement city like Henderson.
"Oh ho, gas stations sure do stand out."
Through the windshield smeared with blood and flesh, Tao Yu glimpsed the gas station the trio from West City had discovered.
It appeared that a truck convoy was queuing for fuel here, with no less than five semis, each over a dozen meters long, lined up at this spot.
One of the semis had its cargo door busted open, revealing mountains of boxed goods inside.
At a quick glance, Tao Yu noticed that the boxes in the opened truck were labeled 'tissues'.
