Everyone thought it was just an ordinary rabies outbreak in the herding region.
At the border between Inner Mongolia and Outer Mongolia, several cats and dogs infected with an unknown virus from Mongolia quietly crossed into China's Inner Mongolia. Driven by instinct, stray cats and dogs bit one another as they fought over territory, allowing the virus to spread unnoticed. Those who were bitten had their wounds cleaned and received rabies shots, believing the danger had passed, before boarding trains, buses, and planes to destinations across the country. No one knew the vaccine was completely ineffective against this virus, which merely disguised itself as rabies.
Once the incubation period ended, the infected changed with startling speed. Outbreaks erupted simultaneously across Inner Mongolia and several other provinces, and cities fell one after another. The virus spread between animals and humans. Not just people, but cattle, sheep, marmots, wild foxes, wolves, wild boars, and every other mammal became walking corpses that felt no pain and hunted the living.
Reinforcements from Zhurihe arrived in time along the Yin Mountains, but their only orders were to seal off the perimeter, stop the virus from spreading farther, and hold off on entering the city to rescue anyone. Inside the isolated city, several major military-industrial factory districts had fallen. Large numbers of tanks and infantry fighting vehicles were trapped there, and with every armored vehicle lost at the front, the pressure on the army mounted sharply.
The protagonist, Song Juhao, and his four friends were ordinary men, born and raised locally, who had only just started working at a factory. They had no guns and no professional training. All they had was one another. They struggled to survive as they made their way through steelworks and old apartment blocks for factory workers.
The wind howled, mingling with the zombies' roars. Reinforcements were just beyond the Yin Mountains, but through the long, endless night, they could only fight with everything they had to stay alive.
My writing is still rough, so please don't flame me if it's not your thing. This is not a power fantasy. This is not a power fantasy. This is not a power fantasy.