Chapter 33: Big Business Comes Knocking
"Everyone, stay sharp!" Jeff Zhong stood armored at the forefront, broadsword gripped tight, face grim. Nicole Camille Martin and Charles Martin flanked him slightly behind, rifles shouldered. John Cullum brought up the rear, heavy blade in hand. A 1-2-1 formation—two close combatants, two ranged fighters. Nearly perfect. Dozens of zombies surged forward, their advance tangled in the maze of abandoned vehicles. Some squeezed through gaps; others scrambled over hoods and roofs, a chaotic tide. That brief obstruction was all they needed. Nicole and Charles opened fire first. The sharp crack of rifle shots echoed like clockwork. Both were crack shots—at this range, nearly every bullet found a skull. Any stragglers that slipped through met Jeff's broadsword. This was true teamwork—and it
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