Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

On the front line, the most valiant are undoubtedly the three Reserve Team Captains.

Yang Liehuo, wielding a steel rod in one hand and a woodcutting axe in the other, shows no sign of decline at fifty years old. Under the illumination, his arms dance with shadows, demonstrating notable combat strength, with every strike felling a zombie.

Pan Guoliang’s style differs slightly from Yang Liehuo’s. His combat prowess is also strong, but he emphasizes finesse rather than a wide-ranging approach. Naturally, he cannot match Yang Liehuo’s efficiency in killing zombies in a short time, but he has superior endurance, suited for prolonged battles.

Lü Leiyang’s combat style is elusive. Judging by the efficiency of killing zombies, his speed is not slow, but visually, it lacks impact and appears somewhat indecent. However, this is simply because he has chosen the combat style that best suits him!

Though the Reserve Team members seem to be killing zombies with flair, this is only from their perspective. Switching to the God’s view, it’s clear that more zombies are steadily surging from behind. The killing speed isn’t fast enough, pressure is constantly increasing, and the crisis is not alleviated—especially after a series of snapping sounds renders them completely passive.

Snap, clang...

"Retreat! Fight while retreating, don’t get surrounded!"

Following the collapse of the chevaux-de-frise, the horde swarms forward, falling over each other, and temporarily, they don’t charge through. But this is only a brief pause; if anyone hesitates to fight at this moment, they might soon lose the chance to retreat!

In reality, fighting and retreating requires considerable combat experience and formidable capabilities, skills that the Reserve Team members simply don’t possess. Even though Yang Liehuo issued the command promptly, a woman was still knocked down by zombies, having her calf bitten right there.

"Ah! Help me... Ah!"

"Aunt Hui!"

Su Xiaoya was closest to Qiu Hui who had been knocked down; just as she intended to go up and rescue her, a large hand, holding an axe upside-down, appeared before her and pushed her back with a stagger!

"Go!"

Yang Liehuo pushed Su Xiaoya away with one hand while wielding the steel rod against the zombie on top of Qiu Hui with the other.

Splurt.

The recoil from pushing Su Xiaoya, coupled with the effort from his feet, amassed great force for a strike that pierced through the zombie’s skull. Discarding the steel rod embedded in the zombie’s head, he grabbed Qiu Hui by the back of her neck and dragged her back. In the instant of pulling her away, two zombies overturned obstacles formed by their kind and fell with a thud where Qiu Hui had just been lying. Had he been a second slower, she might not have been saved.

Yang Liehuo’s seasoned combat skills forcibly snatched Qiu Hui back from the jaws of the zombies, but unfortunately, she had already been bitten.

"She’s been bitten! Quickly, amputate the leg!"

Lü Leiyang, the sidekick, noticed Qiu Hui’s shredded pants soaked in blood, his heart tightening.

Qiu Hui naturally knew her condition, tears streaming as she looked at the chaotic scene of zombies ahead, feeling the pain from her leg, her heart filled with desolation. But hearing the Deputy Captain mention amputation, a glimmer of hope stirred within her.

"Cut, cut it off, I don’t want the leg anymore! Someone help me..."

Qiu Hui shouted out; as long as she could live, missing a leg meant little.

"There’s no time now! Hold on, hold on, be careful!"

Yang Liehuo yelled while pulling Qiu Hui backward, then shouted to Lü Leiyang, "Xiaolü, are you sure amputation will help?"

"It will help, hurry, stop dawdling!"

All Celestial Horse Island core members know Chen Hanzhou’s ordeal; they believe that as long as they’re quick enough, there’s hope of survival!

Alas, even a stable environment is too much to wish for at this moment...

"Brother Huo, can’t hold any longer!"

"Withdraw, Captain Yang, we can’t make it!"

Without the chevaux-de-frise as a barrier, relying on a human wall to fend off the zombies’ attack is extremely challenging unless each person is a valiant warrior, otherwise it’s impossible to hold out for long!

From the start of the battle as the zombies charged in before the chevaux-de-frise, to the present total retreat, the duration spans over three minutes, and the Reserve Team has slain less than 150 zombies, not even a tenth of the horde!

Direct confrontations often determine victory or defeat very swiftly.

At this very moment, the members of the Reserve Team felt a chill in their hearts. The female warriors didn’t expect facing the zombies head-on to be so challenging. Killing one was easy, two or three also not difficult, but when forty people faced over two thousand...

Roar!!

At this moment, an angry roar echoed through the heavens and the earth, like a furious howl coming from clogged old phlegm, drowning out the chaotic zombie screams, and the scene actually appeared momentarily tranquil!

"It’s coming, Brother Su and the others have arrived, hurry, regroup and attack the zombie horde from both sides with Brother Su and the others!"

Lü Leiyang naturally knew what the roar just now was about; it must be the Celestial Horse Island Elite Corps bringing 003 to the battle!

"Captain Lü, don’t, don’t go, save me, save me!"

Qiu Hui tightly grabbed Lü Leiyang’s arm, refusing to let go.

Lü Leiyang looked into the distance and then at the scene in front of him, roared angrily, seized the axe from Yang Liehuo’s hand, and raised it high...

A giant shadow appeared at the rear of the zombie horde, drones hovered in the sky spraying pheromones. Pang Dakun held an Electric Shock Device, ghost-like, following behind 003, and silhouettes flickered at the flanks of the zombie horde, cold gleams flashed as black shadows fell to the ground.

Having finally broken the seal, 003, upon feeling the call of the pheromones, charged toward the zombie horde like a frenzied demon, as if a tiger among sheep. One arm was as thick as a zombie’s waist, swinging with immense force, as blade fell a row of zombies was neatly cut down, a zombie’s corpse impaled on the weapon was flung forcefully by 003 and flew out four or five meters away.

The rear of the zombie horde suddenly encountered 003’s attack, instantly a large group of zombies turned around and lunged toward the humans in the rear, but they stood no chance. Ordinary zombies were too insignificant before 003; with arms as thick as the waist swinging back and forth, the zombie horde was like beans being stir-fried in a pot, flying everywhere!

The flanking zombies were not to be overlooked, as Zhang Su and Zhao Dezhu each led a squad waiting for this moment!

Zombies weakened by the cold actually had no ability to resist against true elite zombie killers...

In an instant, a row of zombies fell to the ground, eye sockets, mouth, temple, all became instant kill points, and more savage scenes included zombies being directly chopped in half, the clean cut looked scary enough.

Only one person could produce such attacks, and that was Zhang Su.

After eighteen days of intensive training, his combat power had increased several levels, walking at the forefront of the team, like Yang Liehuo, he chose to dual wield, one steel rod in hand, and the other his long-unused Dog Leg Military Saber.

Solid metal materials, paired with more agile footwork than before, more full utilization of the body, more ingenious ways of exerting force, and an infinitely powerful body, each strike was thunderous, like a miniature 003...

The team immediately sensed something was wrong when they began fighting, originally everyone advanced together to annihilate the zombie horde, but once they started, they saw Zhang Su seemingly with hacks enabled, instantly taking down a little buddy, as if the opponents were not zombies but wax figures!

To Zhang Su’s left stood Zheng Xinyu, and to his right Wu Lue, both saw Zhang Su not only dealing with zombies in front of him, but also casually taking care of the zombies in front of them.

It’s as if everyone stood within a chessboard grid, other people executed short-distance direct attacks, damaging only one square ahead, whereas Zhang Su had a fan-shaped splash attack range, with three squares lined up in front all suffering severe hits...

Facing the zombie horde without barriers, the Reserve Team would be in full retreat, but the Elite Corps led by Zhang Su not only stabilized their position, but faintly had the momentum to push forward, all because Zhang Su this sharp blade had too much destructive power!

"Damn!"

Lu Yubo, several positions away, saw Zhang Su cutting down zombies like mowing grass, and was utterly shocked.

He once thought after long-term training that the gap between himself and Zhang Su was narrowing, but now seeing this, not only did it not narrow at all, it grew further apart, this world is too crazy!

"Is this the level of Brother Su after practicing Martial Arts with Ju Mumio?"

Wang Xin was also nearby, equally astonished.

During those eighteen days, Zhang Su hadn’t joined the daily training with the others, everyone slowly learned that he was learning some techniques of the Ju Clan from Ju Mumio, but hadn’t anticipated such exaggerated progress.

Not only the feelings of the others, Zhang Su, as the one most directly experiencing it, felt equally surprised. Before, whether training alone or sparring with Ju Mumio, he never used his full strength; now, giving it all he had, he finally experienced the thrill of cutting down zombies neatly.

Like a god of slaughter reincarnated, Zhang Su seemed to have endless strength, the zombies before him nothing more than paper tigers, felt with two Backup Energy Slots, he alone had the ambition to kill all the two thousand zombies.

Everyone thought Zhang Su became remarkable after learning Martial Arts from Ju Mumio, and began hoping they too would become powerful after mastering it, but they overlooked the true key: the person!

No matter what, upon feeling Zhang Su’s overwhelming battle intent, unprecedented excitement surged through the others, the weapons in their hands felt two degrees lighter!

Zhang Su, like a meat grinder, steadily advanced into the heart of the zombie horde, directly breaching the left flank!