But just as he was about to stab, the Zombie beside him that was gnawing on a corpse lifted its head and prepared to charge at Yao Zuo.
Yao Zuo, seeing this, tried to pull out the spear. Though he had a gun, damn it, he was out of bullets.
They were only given so many bullets for this outing, all used up days ago.
Moreover, he knew the Western Alliance was also running low on bullets; they couldn't spare much for them.
The Zombie dropped the arm of its kin it was holding, finding Yao Zuo, who was less than a meter away, more appetizing.
It opened its gaping, bloody mouth, ready to bite.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Yao Zuo tried hard to pull out the spear, but it was stuck fast.
Situations like this occasionally happened when killing zombies; the spear could get caught in the Zombie's skull.
In this dire moment,
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
It was Gan Hu, firing a shot at the Zombie.
Yao Zuo watched the Zombie fall and looked at him gratefully.
