Madam Huang's voice rang quietly in the living room. She recounted the event from the beginning. Her bowl of rice was left forgotten for a moment.
"The ones who survived escaped in a hurry. That group arrived in three trucks. They barely had enough fuel. The other survivors sought shelter in other bases."
The huge zombie horde had wiped out almost everything in Sunset Ridge. Not even half of its residents survived the catastrophe.
In just one night, the base was reduced to a massive and bloody graveyard.
A few troops from the nearby survival zones had come to investigate after the massacre, including those from the East Sentinel. Unfortunately, they found that the base was thoroughly unsalvageable.
A sigh escaped Madam Huang's lips. "Everything seemed fine at first. We understood that they were tired and frightened. We took them in, gave the support they needed."
"And then?" Ashrik prompted, narrowing her eyes.
