C258 Gasoline Station Quarreling Zombie Army in the North of the Town(2)

"What do we do now?" Zhao Dagang inquired.

Tang Bing raised his binoculars for another careful look. "What else is there to do but give up? The density of zombies is too high. Many have likely been crushed against the walls. Even if we could take out these zombies, the pigs inside are probably all dead by now."

"So, this trip was a waste?" Lee Haoran clicked his tongue in disappointment