Zhao Lingfu was resting on the side of the road at this moment, smoking a cigarette, his expression somewhat solemn.
The arrival of Lin Yue and others caught him by surprise.
"Zhao Lingfu, I thought you were dead. I didn't hear any movement from your side as I pushed forward, and the number of Walking Corpses nearby was unusually high, so I guessed that your squad wasn't making good progress," Lin Yue said as she approached, frowning.
"We encountered a few Spiritual Sense Level dried corpses and took a heavy loss. The squad suffered greatly; two dead, two severely injured. The severely injured members were evacuated by helicopter. Now I'm the only one left, so naturally, the operation has slowed down," Zhao Lingfu flicked his fingers, sending half a cigarette flying, then slowly stood up.
