He knew that fighting against zombies was brutal.
But the current brutality was beyond his imagination.
The ground was littered with zombie corpses, yet the number of zombies seemed undiminished, and the distant lens still showed zombies running towards here.
Can they really not be killed off?
At this moment.
Zhou Xiao was still conscious. After becoming an Awakener, his physical fitness improved, though he was close to death, he still had his wits.
"Damn it, we're screwed."
Zhou Xiao was already close to the Tyrant, seeing its sticky wide-open mouth, he pulled the pin on a grenade and threw it into the Tyrant's mouth.
He was not afraid to die.
When the apocalypse came and took everything from him, his only thought was to kill as many zombies as he could.
Even if he died, he wanted to take some zombies with him.
Boom!
The grenade exploded inside the Tyrant's mouth.
The violent impact sent Zhou Xiao flying.
