At this time, in the ambulance, Li Yuxin was really nervous because she could see the advancing tide of zombies through the window, which was a boundless sea of dispersed zombies. Once those zombies got close to the team, it would turn into a tragic battle. And as long as a person was bitten by a zombie, they would change into a zombie because of the virus' evolution.
Thinking of that, Li Yuxin's face became pale. Wang Shiqi was almost scared to death. She tightly clutched Li Yuxin's arm while her lips were trembling. "Yuxin, I am so scared…those zombies... in front of…" Wang Shiqi could hardly speak, and she regretted participating in this mission. It was not a movie, nor was it a blank description of a war or something on the news. It was an intense visual impact of humanity's survival. It was doomsday's cruel face.
