The dense group of zombies around the warehouse had lessened, but there were still dozens of them standing around nearby, their black eyes revealing their desire for flesh and blood.
The young man sat on the roof on his knees and looked up at the four helicopters with a worshiping gaze. The fear in his heart had long since disappeared and was replaced by happiness and hope.
The helicopter was near now and the hurricane created by the propellers blew the young man's hair but he didn't mind. A smile continued to adorn the young man's face.
The hatch was opened and heavily armed soldiers fired at the remaining zombies. They avoided shooting at the zombies near the warehouse because those warehouses were built out of thin steel plates and couldn't withstand the powerful MK48 bullets. They were afraid of accidentally hurting the people inside.
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"Go!" Once the nearby zombies were wiped out, Song Haoran made a landing gesture. A soldier dropped the ladder which quickly fell to the ground.
Gong Lixin jumped directly to the ground without using the ladder. He landed earlier than the soldiers who started descending first. Some of the special force's soldiers who had not seen Young Master Gong's strength were quite dumbfounded, their movements slowing down a few times to watch the boy. Several of them who were familiar with Young Master Gong dubbed their ignorance as 'lack of knowledge'.
Song Haoran glanced at the head of the boy who was quick to jump out, his heart feeling helpless. Just now, he was surprised once again. Lin Wenbo shook his head and laughed, his eyes filled with thick adoration before he went and climbed down the ropes himself.
When they all landed on the ground smoothly, Song Haoran also went down the ladder. After that, the four helicopters began to slowly land.
Seeing the special force's soldiers wielding knives and quickly approaching the warehouse, the squatting young man stood up and stretched out his neck to look down from the roof. Seeing that the person at the head was actually a small, young boy with a young face, his eyes widened in shock.
The army must have suffered heavy losses. Even children who were underage had been sent out on duty. They also sent them out to rescue the citizens, too. It was simply too kind and selfless! The shock on the young man's face faded and turned into a mix of gratitude and sorrow. At the same time, he was also worried about the safety of the teenager. [1]
However, the boy quickly dispelled his concerns with his actions, but at the same time, the level of his shock increased.
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He saw the youth approaching them slash a knife through the air – almost like a knife dance – and cut down the zombies he met on the way as if cutting down grass. The path he took was a straight line towards the warehouse, the road littered with zombie bodies and paved with black blood.
It was quite hard for the special force's soldiers to keep up with him. In just a few seconds, the teenager went from jumping out of the helicopter to killing zombies along the way to knocking on the closed door of the warehouse, barely a minute later.
The young man stood from the top of the warehouse and looked at the excited crowd who couldn't wait to open the door and run to the helicopter that had landed under the protection of the special forces.
After everyone boarded, the teenager took a few steps and looked up at the young man on the roof and asked, "Aren't you coming back with us?"
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