Looking at the scene through his binoculars, the bald man was so excited since the scenery that could be seen from a movie during civilized times now appeared in front of him.

He estimated that there had to be more than eighteen thousand zombies in that horde!

In front of that many zombies, even a sheet of iron would not be able to stop them. But now, out of the eighteen thousand zombies, only three thousand was left and there was even no one who was fighting with the zombies directly just yet. So it could be said that killing more than fifteen thousand zombies cost no human sacrifices.

The data comparison was too unbelievable.

With the smoke hindering his vision, he was unclear as to how many people were there to fight the remaining zombies. Is it an army regiment or just a common group of survivors? Where are they? But one thing could be confirmed, it was a team composed of organized and prepared people. They would be going to fight with perfect coordination and planning.

Whose idea was it?

The successive explosions were not the most essential. The key to the success of that operation lay in the precise timing and layout of the explosions.

"Genius! Genius! Except for my idol, you are the person I admire the most!" The bald man was so excited that he even had the urge to fly towards that place just to look at the person leading those people.

The fire in front of the maze was slowly getting weaker and weaker. A large area was burned. Connected with the destroyed park and the pits of blood, it looked extremely like the ruins of a great civilization. It was so messy.

The roars were weakening after the successive explosions. The noisy environment before turned exceptionally silent, only the sound of the churning flames could be heard.

The smoke perforated throughout that place while the smell of scorched meat profusely spread out from the place of impact. It was the smell of burnt zombie meat. The vehicles could no longer be distinguished as great amounts of zombie parts and blood covered their entirety, unmarked graves of what were once people.

The three thousand zombies that was left were unaffected by the unfortunate ends of their comrades as they continued to move towards the center of the maze, even stepping on the mangled bodies and parts of their peers. They climbed along some of the vehicles to break through that defensive line. They then staggered into the maze, some still on fire.

They were moving in one by one and there were clearly no huge groups. Chu Han standing in his post loudly laughed. Great, there were only three thousand zombies left!

The arrangement of the maze was simple. There was a wide entrance and in the middle was the core of the maze. Branches formed by interconnected vehicles forked out. There were gaps precisely calculated to acc.u.mulate only one to two zombies at the same time where a group of people was guarding with weapons at the ready. A large group of zombies could not enter simultaneously.

The largest discrepancy of zombies the people could exploit was their lack of intelligence and rationality.

The displacement of zombies before was planned in advance to slow the zombies. Chu Han made use of all things to block the zombie`s movement. He wanted to make the zombies go to where he wants them to go.

Zombies had no intelligence so they were incapable of choosing what was rational. They had to depend on their instincts when they rushed into the maze; they just went through the entrance and then branched out towards the gaps in the vehicles. When a zombie manages to get through the gaps one by one, a small team composed of fifteen people would meet them. It greatly reduced the pressure and the danger the people had to face.

What stood before the zombies` path was a crescent shaped maze formed by interconnected vehicles in which the groups of people are waiting. Those people looked like beasts stalking for prey. Fifteen people who had guns stood on top of the lorries at the back like hunters ready to shoot at a moment`s notice. The place gave off an ephemeral explanation of the phrase "the mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind".

It was so lively. It was the scenery that could be seen from a high standpoint.

Those people who chose to hole up were ridiculed by the people who chose to fight, but now, they felt they were extremely lucky. Cheng Zehao lied on the window and laughed, "Hahaha! These idiots! They chose to trust Chu Han!" he wiped the beads of sweat on his forehead as he continued to laugh, "Good thing I was smart enough to reject it, otherwise; I would have been made bait!"

In his eyes, he thought he had exposed Chu Han`s plans. The people in the front could stop the zombies for a short time, enough for the people standing in the lorries to shoot them off. He thought that Chu Han wanted the people to slow the zombies down so that the trucks behind would not be toppled over. Aiming down on moving targets would be very difficult, and so he thought that Chu Han wanted the people at the front to be bait to stop the zombies from toppling over the lorries where the people with guns stood on.

"Idiots! You guys are waiting to be bitten off!" Cheng Zehao sneered and looked at Chu Han standing on top of a car, "Solve the zombie horde while reducing the population of the base so you can have much more material? S**t! You would even get to keep several beauties!"

His eyes then scanned the people on the lorries. There were Shang Jiuti, Bai Yun’er, Ding Xue, and Chu Xia standing on top of the lorries` roof.

The bald man on the roof of a building widened his eyes. He looked at the silhouette of the person in the command post. His rough hands worked its magic as he adjusted the binoculars. His voice suddenly became so excited, "My idol? s.h.i.+t! He looks like my idol!" When the picture in the scope became clearer and clearer, the face of the bald man suddenly turned pale. His voice was still shaking. It was no longer excitement, it was now fear, "Hunting in a cage?! Idol, my idol is a person like that?"

Bang! The bald man was so angry and heavily stomped his feet on the ground, "How terrible! Those six hundred people are just bait? I am really blind!"

Inside the maze, zombies moved in one by one as their numbers quickly rose to the hundreds and then to a thousand. There were probably more than twenty zombies in front of a gap, waiting to rush forward. The smell of fresh human meat was very alluring to them.

The quickest zombies rushed towards the vehicles as they tried to climb up. The people were now able to see the zombies` pupils. When the zombies stretched their arms out, two different smells spread. It was the smell of rotten meat and petrol.

Clip! Clip! Clip!

The sound of loading bullets into guns could now be heard. There was no method and rhythm to it as the people was indifferent. Then, there were the roars of the zombies.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The quickest zombies were now squeezing into the gaps between two vehicles. Some of the zombies was trapped due to two zombies forcefully squeezing through, getting stuck in the gaps while the zombies behind them relentlessly pushed their peers forwards. After some time, the zombies almost broke through. Their biting sounds could now be heard clearly by the defenders.

The survivors who chose to fight waited patiently. They cast their eyes towards Chu Han. There was neither fear nor the need to retreat in the people, there was only expectation!

"Everyone listen!" Chu Han`s voice which was amplified by the megaphone sounded out.

"Fight! Kill them all!"