At this moment, the sentence that you didn't have to run the fastest, but you should run faster than your teammates were proven to be the truest.
Just in two hours after the night fall, they heard the painful scream from behind them.
Someone was caught in the horde of giant mutated animals and couldn't escaped. With so many giant mutated animals surrounding, he finally fell and couldn't continue running.
The others couldn't help.
Even if they wanted to, all they could think right now was to run.
As fast as possible.
Using motorcycles, bicycles, or whatever transportation they could find, they tried to be faster and faster.
No need to be faster.
As long as they were faster than the other group, it was enough.
The screams continued.
