The convoy deliberately avoided the main roads, winding through ruins and alleyways, trying to stay as far away as possible from the Volcano Base's sphere of influence.
Along the way, they encountered a few small groups of wandering zombies that roared as they pounced, but they were instantly overwhelmed by the absolute numbers and strength of the Skeleton Army, becoming new recruits.
Finally, they confirmed that no drones were following them.
The convoy stopped in a relatively intact low residential area.
Vehicles were camouflaged, skeletons silently dispersed into nearby houses, ensuring that they couldn't be seen from above while forming a defensive line.
Dusk swiftly fell. Wu Heng rummaged through the back seat of the SUV and found some spoils, not just monotonous compressed biscuits, but some canned meat, sealed bread, and even a small bottle of juice.
This dinner was far more sumptuous than the past two days.
After a simple meal, he looked outside the window vigilantly.
