The iron torrent roared overhead, the zombies' howls mingling with He Jie's roars, as the fire of heavy machine guns danced among the horde and ruins, tearing apart and recombining their shadows.
Blood painted the lips a bright crimson, gunfire highlighting it, with something hotter than gunpowder in the flickering light.
The scavengers' shouts grew closer, with someone calling their names, the voices wavering in the sound of gunfire.
"The scavengers seem to want to join the battlefield..."
"Ignore them."
Su Huan casually flicked away a stray bullet from who knows where, continuing to replenish his life's deficit.
"Wooo..."
On the roof, gray-blue eyes looked at the embracing figures, then charged toward the battlefield ahead.
