"Come down first, I'm arranging things."
"Thank you, Brother Zhang!"
As Zhang Feng spoke, everyone excitedly thanked him, and then opened the long-closed doors of their homes.
For a moment, Zhang Feng could hear the clattering sounds of doors opening and closing.
Apart from that, there was no sound of zombies in these buildings.
After two months, these scattered zombies had been gradually cleared by them.
Of course, they had some ideas about the horde of zombies downstairs as well.
They discussed throwing gas cylinders in front of the mall to create an explosion, or using some fuel to ignite a big fire to clear all the zombies at the entrance.
But they were afraid the mall would be burned, or the huge explosion might attract more zombies.
So, the idea was shelved.
Meanwhile,
Zhang Feng also saw some throwable objects on the ground, and some zombies with wounds from being smashed.
