The group advanced quickly and cautiously. Their Combat Boots were nearly silent on the alloy floor.
As they moved forward, Lin Xinghai's sense of the Zombies grew clearer. They were mostly distributed along both sides of this corridor.
And it wasn't just him. Those like Roger, who had broken their second Genetic Lock, had also noticed by now.
However, aside from tightening their grips on their Firearms, they made no other moves.
Soon, a series of blast doors appeared on both sides of the corridor. Although the doors were thick, the Mercenaries' hearing was extraordinary. Coupled with the unusual silence, they could all hear noises from behind them.
There were footsteps, the sound of objects being knocked over, and the scraping of Sharp Claws against metal.
It was obvious there were Zombies behind these doors.
At this point, Fang Tianhe slowed his pace and began to inspect the nameplates above the blast doors.
