Seeing the dark muzzle of the gun, the crowd immediately retreated in fear.
Because people were packed shoulder to shoulder, it was difficult to retreat.
The scene quickly became chaotic. Those in the front were scared and fell to the ground, while others were trampled by those behind them.
Cries, wails, and curses filled the air.
When the crowd finally retreated five meters, the soldiers found that a group of people was standing brazenly within the five-meter range, facing the dark muzzles with not a trace of expression on their faces.
Zhou Haifeng and Yan Baokun retreated, but they were unwilling to do so completely.
They all hid behind Zhang Chen and the others, their hearts filled with an indescribable anxiety.
"I'll say it again. Everyone, retreat beyond the five-meter line immediately, or you will be treated as infected and shot on sight!"
The leading non-commissioned officer fired three shots into the sky and then pointed his gun at Zhang Chen and the others again.
Hearing the gunshots, the crowd behind them became even more nervous and fearful, retreating another five to six meters.
This made Zhang Chen and his group even more conspicuous.
Yan Baokun recalled what Zuo Nan had said before: what if these soldiers got angry and started shooting people...
In the apocalypse, what principles or morals were left to speak of?!
These ability users might not fear bullets, but he did. He was a mortal body, and if he took a hit, he would surely die!
So, Yan Baokun secretly detached himself from the group and blended into the crowd behind them.
"I want to speak to your person in charge!"
Zhang Chen said calmly, showing no regard for the soldiers' threats.
"Everyone, prepare to aim!"
The non-commissioned officer had no intention of addressing Zhang Chen and directly ordered the soldiers to prepare to fire.
If it were at the beginning of the apocalypse, he might have hesitated to open fire on civilians.
But after so much experience, he found that sometimes disobedient civilians were more dangerous than zombies.
Therefore, at this moment, he had no hesitation and was ready to fire at any moment.
"Mo Ran, don't kill them. We need to find the person in charge here. If you kill them, it will be difficult to communicate!"
Zhang Chen said calmly.
He knew that if Xiaobai made a move, none of these people would survive.
So he chose Mo Ran, who had control abilities.
"Okay, Daddy!"
Mo Ran nodded, smiled, and flickered away.
Then, a shining strand of silk, like a large net, slowly drifted down from the sky.
"What is this?"
"Is this an ability user?"
"I've never seen an ability user like this, one that can spray spider silk?"
"Fire, fire!"
Just as the spider web was about to drift over the soldiers' heads, the non-commissioned officer ordered them to fire.
However, the spider web suddenly increased its falling speed.
The moment the bullets were fired, the spider web blocked all of them.
Then, Mo Ran leaped onto the city wall and suddenly dropped down.
Dozens of soldiers were wrapped into a ball and suspended on the city wall.
The soldiers' limbs and heads were pressed and stacked against each other, making it impossible for them to move.
"All done, Daddy!"
Mo Ran giggled and jumped down from the city wall.
"Very good, let's go in, and don't let anyone else in!"
"Causing chaos won't do us any good!"
Zhang Chen said.
"Understood, Daddy!"
Mo Ran nodded.
The moment they entered the checkpoint, a sharp, blade-like spider silk slowly covered the outer perimeter of the barbed wire and the entrance.
Mo Ran's different spider silks had different effects.
The silk that had wrapped the soldiers before was mainly for its strong toughness and adhesion, preventing enemies from breaking free.
The blade-like silk now released was an attack/defense type of silk.
If touched lightly, the silk was soft.
If a little force was applied, the silk would turn into sharp blades, cutting through anything.
The greater the opponent's strength, the higher the damage from the silk.
After all, this was a tool used by ix-type mutated creatures for hunting. Most mutated creatures found it difficult to break free, let alone the ordinary people in front of them.
Seeing that Zhou Haifeng and the others had already entered the shelter, Yan Baokun was filled with regret and helplessness, and could only pitifully remain outside with the others.
However, at this moment, a new development occurred with the zombie horde.
With a deafening roar, a giant, muscular zombie, over three meters tall, appeared on the battlefield.
The electric current from the lightning ability users was almost like a tickle to the Giant Tank.
Bullets and grenades only left a shallow white mark on the Giant Tank's tough outer skin.
As the Giant Tank advanced, the ability users' defensive line was constantly pushed back, and they were about to retreat in front of a large number of civilians.
The ability users knew very well that once the zombies—even just a few zombies—rushed into the crowd.
In an instant, hundreds or even thousands of zombies would appear.
At that time, the guard squad and the ability users would be caught between the enemy in front and behind...
On the other side.
Zhang Chen led his group forward, encountering almost no resistance along the way.
Seeing Mo Ran's display, the soldiers retreated from the defensive line.
They also knew that ordinary soldiers were no match for ability users.
Especially Zhang Chen's group; they looked like they were not to be trifled with.
A girl of eleven or twelve could easily handle more than a dozen soldiers. If these people attacked together, the guards wouldn't even have a chance to fire.
"We must find someone to ask for directions... Otherwise, we can't just wander around here!"
Zhang Chen frowned.
"Okay, leave it to me, Daddy!"
Mo Ran chuckled, then suddenly sprang upwards, using the wall to brace herself a few times, and quickly reached the rooftop.
There was a sniper on the rooftop, reporting Zhang Chen's group's movements to headquarters.
"It's you!"
Mo Ran tilted her head and looked at the sniper with an innocent expression.
"You... what are you going to do... Ah..."
The sniper let out a scream.
A moment later, the sniper jumped from the rooftop of the nine-story building.
As his feet landed, they bent slightly, absorbing all the impact.
"Daddy, I've already read his memories!"
"Just ask me whatever you want to know!"
The sniper chuckled, with an innocent expression.
He was clearly a bearded man, appearing to be nearly thirty years old.
It was one thing for someone of this age to call Zhang Chen "Daddy," but he also giggled like a young girl, which sent chills down everyone's spines.
"Mo Ran?"
Zhang Chen immediately understood.
This sniper had been possessed by Mo Ran using [Basic Soul Seizure Parasitism].
Although the body and appearance were that of the sniper, it was actually Mo Ran controlling this body.