Chapter 345:

"Maybe they found something underground? Or did they get high on a stash of drugs the Midnight Ravens hid away, and now they’re too spaced out to think straight?"

If it weren't for the fact that the zombie horde still exhibited a certain level of order, Memphis would have suspected that the big-headed one was already dead.

The convoy continued advancing, and at a distance of 1.7 kilometers, they finally encountered an anomaly.

"Oeeeeeee..."

The sound of a pitiful wail, one that was all too familiar, echoed out, and Memphis couldn't help but feel a heaviness in his heart because that sound signified an attack, not reconnaissance.

Did that little creature not need "Sonic Positioning"? Could it attack at any time?

A few seconds later, the radio transmission from Squad 3, led by Wylie, came through, reporting that they had been hit by a mental attack. The intensity wasn't too high, and they could still continue fighting.

"Tell them to stay in position and clear out the zombies. Squad 2, c