If there was a level-two zombie inside the warehouse, Pei Yijun couldn't afford to be careless. Instead of splitting up, they would use this opportunity to train their teamwork and gain more combat experience.
With that thought, he said, "Stay together and be careful. There might be a level-two zombie inside."
When they heard his words, they nodded and walked into the warehouse with their backs facing each other. This formation allowed them to cover every side and warn each other of sneak attacks.
As they moved slowly, Pei Yijun's eyes scanned his surroundings. After the apocalypse, the electricity had gone out, and without a generator, the warehouse was only illuminated by the sunlight streaming in from the entrance.
There were small windows near the ceiling for ventilation, but the piles of boxes blocked most of the light, leaving the warehouse dim.
After fifteen minutes, Li Yang glanced at the nearest boxes and said, "Brother Pei, it's men's underwear."
Hearing his words, Han Jie's eyes lit up. God knows how much he wanted to change his underwear. Due to the lack of water, he couldn't even wash it.
Even though he didn't care much about hygiene, wearing the same underwear for days was too much—even for him. What's more, he had been sweating from both the battles and the hot weather.
The moment he heard Li Yang's words, he forgot Pei Yijun's warning and rushed to the boxes. He grabbed one of the boxes and opened it.
Seeing the neatly packed boxers inside, he grinned and said, "Brothers, we can finally change our underwear!"
Chu Zhimiao blushed at his words. Even though she had thick skin, hearing a man talk so openly about his underwear still made her feel shy.
Watching Han Jie pick through the underwear, Li Yang and Luo Jing also stepped forward to grab some for themselves.
Pei Yijun frowned at their carelessness and reminded them, "Keep your guard up."
Just as he finished speaking, a thick murderous intent locked onto them. Before he could even process the danger, his body moved on instinct. He shoved Chu Zhimiao away and leaped to the side.
Boom!
The next moment, the spot where he had been standing was struck by something, leaving a deep hole in the ground.
Startled by the loud noise, Li Yang and the others immediately dropped the underwear and grabbed their weapons. As they turned, they noticed the hole in the ground and quickly regrouped into formation.
"Yijun, did you see what it was?" Luo Jing asked.
"I didn't," Pei Yijun said grimly.
Although he hadn't seen the attacker, he was certain it was a zombie—the rancid stench was unmistakable.
He had thought the warehouse might contain a level-two zombie, but it seemed their luck was worse than expected. The speed of this one matched that of the level-three zombie killed by Jin Xuyan's team.
Not knowing where the zombie was hiding, everyone tensed, their nerves on high alert. Sweat covered their foreheads and backs. The fear of the unknown weighed heavily on them.
Aside from their breathing, the warehouse was silent.
Suddenly, a shadow flew from behind a pile of boxes, whizzing through the air.
"Dodge!" Pei Yijun shouted.
The pain was excruciating and made him almost lose his mind as he screamed from pain, "Arghh!!" frёewebnoѵēl.com
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