The remaining people emerged, curiosity and respect evident on their faces. Aside from them, the room contained nothing else, except for the stench of excrement. Of course, after days confined there, eating and relieving themselves in the room, the smell was unavoidable. Theresa checked—no extra components remained. She led the team to exit the basement. Just as they were about to leave. "Theresa, Something's wrong!" Theresa's earpiece carried Dave's panicked voice. "Over a thousand zombies outside!" Along with the report came the roar of zombies at the entrance. Theresa drew her blade and sprinted toward the tunnel. Reaching the narrow corridor, she looked up to see the entrance blocked by zombies. They charged relentlessly, stumbling over one another. Dave and another operative held the entrance. Theresa shouted, "Fall back!" "Kyle, Graham, support them! Nail the steel wire nets!" "Yes!" Following her command, Dave and the other guard ran back. Kyle and Graham led the team, laying steel wire nets as they retreated. When Dave and the other reached the first net, they dove forward, sliding along the ground like a slide. Roar— A disheveled zombie swung its thin arms wildly and leapt forward, trying to grab and bite the fleeing prey in front of it. It was extremely close to them—just stretching its body, and it could reach.The zombie, starving for many years, opened its blood-red mouth. It's cloudy, dead eyes shone with a murderous hunger. Its whole body stiffened like a carp. As its claws grabbed Dave's shoulder, a steel wire pierced through its bulging eyeball, cutting into its skull. Its brain was sliced diagonally, but it didn't die. The gleamstone lodged in the remaining half of its skull. Ho hohoao— The half-brained zombie clawed Dave's shoulder as it slid down. The zombie tumbled its body forward, letting out guttural howls as it advanced, its dark, oozing brain matter smeared across the ground. "Dave!" Kyle, who was waiting ahead, saw this and immediately swung his long knife. Amid the tangled steel wires, he cleaved the zombie that was clinging to Dave's shoulder. Only the zombie's hands remained, still clutching his shoulder as they slid downward. "Ho ho ho ao—" The zombies surged forward relentlessly, wave after wave, charging deeper into the tunnel. Kyle had no time to worry about Dave. He swiftly drove the steel wires into place, wire by wire, some high, some low, securing a large stretch in the front. The others finished the middle and rear sections. Kyle and Graham, seeing the densely packed steel wires behind them, simultaneously leapt to the ground and began crawling, hands and feet pressed against the floor. By the time they reached the bottom, the pursuing zombies had stopped. Not because the wires had finished them off, but because the zombie corpses were blocking the way. Ao—ao— A massive pile of zombie bodies was trapped in the uneven steel wires. Behind them, more frenzied zombies pressed forward. But the tunnel entrance was far too narrow.Even two people walking side by side would struggle to pass each other. The zombie corpses jammed in the wires, and when a piece got stuck halfway, it completely blocked the tunnel. Ho hoao— Behind the pile of zombie remains, the howling continued. The zombies reached through the dense corpses, forcing their heads and hands into gaps. Some barely alive, they hung from the wires, gaping mouths fixed on the fresh prey below. But there was no way down. And similarly, the people inside could not get out. Theresa frowned at the temporarily blocked tunnel entrance. From behind came a scream: "Ah—he's been grabbed by a zombie!" It was Clara. Upon hearing her, Theresa immediately spun around and slapped her. The slap was fast and loud, even catching Harrance, who was holding her, off guard. "Dare to scream again, and you'll go straight to hell!" Theresa said, then strode over to Dave. A zombie hand was still hanging from his shoulder. The withered yet powerful zombie claw clung to his shoulder like iron. Theresa immediately squatted down, gloved hands gripping the claw, and pried it off piece by piece.