After returning to the station, Zhang Yu was uneasy, fearing that the news of killing the intelligence group members had been exposed.
Fortunately, the station was still bustling, filled with newly arrived soldiers and survivors crowding the entire hall.
The scene was noisy, with some survivors still unable to accept the fact that they would soon be fighting zombies on the front lines, with crying and yelling heard occasionally.
"Wuwuwu, when I joined it was agreed that I would only participate in production! Just because I have no special skills, they send me to die..."
"What a damn camp! Isn't it the same as before, those without value mean nothing?"
"I want to go back, I don't want to face zombies anymore! I heard there are also Mutant Beasts, one of which can kill many people..."
"Is it because there are more and more people in the camp, but not enough food, so they want us to die to reduce the burden?"
"Bang!"
