Staying inside the house all the time was very stuffy.
...
Dawn.
Somewhere in the city of Huang.
In front of a shop.
"Hehe."
A group of zombies surrounded a modified vehicle, and several survivors stood atop the vehicle, armed with tools, hunting down the zombies banging on the vehicle without any fear in their expressions.
Their movements were skilled, as though they had been honed a thousand times.
One by one, the zombies had their brains crushed and collapsed to the ground.
Among them, a woman in her thirties standing on the vehicle was particularly fierce, wielding a specially made machete, ruthlessly chopping down on the zombies' heads, strike after strike.
Soon.
The zombies encircling the vehicle were cleared out.
The group hurried into the shop to transport the scouted supplies, and the woman did the same. In the shop, upon seeing a toy airplane the size of a palm, she thought of her child and took one.
