Support success, Withdrawal

Inside the activity center, a group of people finally walked out.

John led his foreign soldiers, using bayonets to clear the way in front. Whenever zombies approached, they would constantly stab with bayonets, killing one zombie after another.

The whole time they didn't need to fire their guns, which ensured safety while not attracting large numbers of zombies.

Smith's group walked behind John's, watching with nervousness and some pride.

The zombies they previously couldn't deal with without firing guns seemed like paper tigers in front of these soldiers. Thinking that these formidable warriors belonged to their homeland, they felt proud.

Xiao Tian followed in the team. Surrounded by her classmates, over a hundred people.

But they didn't give her a sense of security. When only Smith and the others were present, the large number of students could barely resist. But now with the soldiers' reinforcement, they saw no hope.

Many students even started crying while walking.

After all they were just children. They should still be under their parents' care. No one expected an apocalypse to reduce them to their current state.

Now the only thing they could pray for was that the people in the new settlement wouldn't be too harsh on them.

The troops kept sneaking until the edge of the school without encountering too many zombies, to everyone's relief.

Seeing the dorm building ahead, John knew Xiao Fan and the others were waiting around the bend.

He turned back and told Smith: "After the bend ahead, we'll leave the school. Vehicles are waiting there. Everyone hurry."

Smith's group walked even faster, not caring about the students.

No one knew how many vehicles there were. Arriving late and unable to get on would be terrible.

When they turned the corner and saw the sight ahead, everyone was dumbfounded.

In front of them, dozens of fully armed warriors were staring coldly at them.

Those dark muzzles were definitely not toys.

Smith looked back in shock at calm John, sensing trouble.

"Mr. John, what's going on?"

"Nothing's going on. I'm just following my commander's orders."

"Your commander? It's... the Eastern Federation's people?"

"Yes."

Even a fool like Smith now realized something was wrong. He angrily said, "John, you betrayed your homeland!"

"Congratulations on getting it right. But I didn't betray anyone, because the commander is my only loyalty. Anything else means nothing."

Xiao Fan coldly interjected, "No need to waste words with him. These people oppressed our students. In troubled times, there are rules. I don't need to explain anything to anyone. Now I pronounce the death penalty on these people!"

Before Xiao Fan finished speaking, the Red Alert soldiers raised their guns, ready to execute Smith's group on the spot.

"You dare!"

Smith suddenly tore open his clothes, revealing the explosives wrapped around his body.

"Heh heh! Don't think I'm not prepared. Since leaving the gym, I made contingencies in case this happened. You should know, there are two mutant zombies in this school!"

Xiao Fan glanced at Smith and signaled his men to stop: "Oh? What mutant zombies?"

Seeing the explosives threat worked, Smith immediately regained spirit: "You don't know yet? Male zombies can mutate into tall, strong zombies. That's stage one mutation. Then the skin hardens. That's stage two. Finally, the skin becomes like steel armor. That's stage three, also called armored zombies."

"Females also have three stages. First they can run at near human speed. Then faster than humans in stage two. Finally in stage three they can jump and climb with great agility. That's called agile zombies."

"There's an armored zombie and agile zombie in this school. Their power isn't something ordinary people can deal with. Guns won't work because they're always surrounded by a horde. If I detonate this, they'll come. Then you'll all die!"

Xiao Fan nodded: "Good point. Thanks for the valuable info. As reward, after we kill you we'll feed you to the zombies!"

He waved his hand. All Red Alert soldiers simultaneously laid down aiming their guns.

Including Xiao Fan, everyone moved in unison. Guns roared!

And Smith wasn't slow. Sensing unavoidable death, his first move was to detonate the explosives.

Including himself, all the foreign teachers died from either the blast or gunshots.

Yet Xiao Fan's men, all lying prone, suffered not one casualty!

As for the students behind, John's men kept them around the corner, completely unharmed.

Disregarding the smoke, Xiao Fan rushed into the student formation, immediately spotting his sister Xiao Tian.

"Xiao Tian!"

"Brother!"

Xiao Tian could hardly believe her eyes. She rushed into Xiao Fan's arms.

"Brother! How did you get here? Am I dreaming?"

"It's not a dream. We'll talk about this later. Were you hurt at all?"

"No, I wasn't hurt at all!" Xiao Tian shook her head left and right, crying now.

With no time to reminisce, seeing she was unhurt lifted a weight off Xiao Fan's chest. Glancing at the radar map, he saw many red dots converging toward them.

"No time left. All students come with me. John, split the rest into two teams of vanguard and rearguard to ensure the students' safe withdrawal!"

"Understood! Mission success guaranteed!"

The Red Alert troops immediately divided, half rushing ahead with the students. Just crossing the street ahead would return them to the zoo's territory.

That area was now cleared for safety.

The other half swiftly formed defenses while retreating slowly to cover the escaping students.

And behind them swarmed a horde of zombies!

Leading them was a mass of female zombies!

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