Though many of the zombies’ fingers were cut by the iron rod, they didn’t let go of it. In the end, Dave lost it to the zombies.
Dave almost fell off the truck because of the force posed by the zombies.
Elvis was busying himself into killing zombies in the head of the truck. The slope of the head of the truck gave them much support in climbing up to the roof. Though there were only two or three zombies climbing the slope at the same time, Elvis still felt it was difficult to deal with them all at the same time.
Susan was helping Elvis push the dead zombies down in case he was stumbled by them.
“Elvis. The iron rod was taken away by zombies. What should I do now?” Said Dave, his forehead throbbed. He felt awkward and didn’t dare to look at Elvis.
“Dave, do you know how
