"Tick", "Tick", "Tick......

The faucet in the bathroom was dripping with water one after another, and the rapid sound of hitting the tiles was like a drumbeat, and it was beating with the heart in the chest.

"Cluck...... a sound from the depths of the throat of the living dead sounded in the dead corridor, and the mechanical steps gradually stepped into the cold bathroom.

It was a female zombie, with a slender figure and big wavy curly hair, and although her face was stained with blood, it was still difficult to hide its beauty. Its slim-fitting nurse's uniform was wide open from tear marks, and the torn fabric was draped over its shoulders, revealing the sexy black bra and most of its towering breasts beneath the nurse's uniform.

The white neck has obvious gnashing marks, it is clear that this is a victim of mutation infection after being attacked by zombies, but God treats it well, and does not let this perfect body suffer from the gnawing and destruction of other living dead. Even if it dies, it still leaves a trace of beauty.

Presumably, it should have been a charming mature woman when she was alive, but unfortunately, now it has become this inhuman and ghostly virtue.

If it were a normal human being, they might have seen it and sighed secretly, but it was a zombie.

It's a pity that the marshal, who is completely immune to beauty, doesn't have the so-called pity for the jade, not to mention that this is a low-level zombie, even if the other party is a peerless beauty or beautiful man, after washing it and sending it to her, there will be a fate left to be kicked away.

A female soldier like her, who has fought hard in her iron-blooded career, is a bit biased in terms of IQ and EQ after all.

So, the marshal, who was enthusiastic about the "zombie decapitation business" as high as five stars, rushed forward with a Gurk scimitar at the first time he met the other party, and at the moment when the female zombie looked up at her, she had already bullied her, and slammed it towards the white neck at a distance of an arm's length from the other party, and smashed the roar that the female zombie had not had time to make in her throat.

"Bang ╠╠"

The sound of the head hitting the ground sounded in the silent space, even if it was small, but still stubbornly echoed outward.

No, there is no obstruction around the empty place. The inner chamber of a large hospital is more than ten meters wide, and it is only a matter of minutes to produce an echo.

Yun Mo moved his ears, listening carefully to the slight commotion in the outside world and the sound of footsteps sounding one after another, and a touch of impatience flashed on his face. She looked back at the female zombie on the ground with the corpse separated, raised her brows in disgust, and muttered a rare sentence in her mouth: "I wear so little in winter, no wonder I was bitten ......"

This woman is quite beautiful, but her brain is a little bad, and she will have a small wound on her neck when she looks at this zombie, if she wore it a little more before she died. Anyway, put a scarf around or something. I probably won't have fallen into such a miserable end...... What is this called? If you don't die, you won't die?

Yun Mo subconsciously touched the big red scarf around his neck. Pouting disdainfully, she immediately dodged into a dark corridor the moment the door marked "Safe Exit" in the corridor behind her was pushed open by the zombies.

If she wants, she can avoid all the zombies.

After all. In this world, I'm afraid there will never be a second person who is more familiar with the smell of the T-virus than her.

Whether in her past life or in this life, she is a biochemical warrior born in the supply of the virus, and she really doesn't like the virus, which is comparable to her second "mother" storage "partner", but she can't say that she hates it. After going through many situations, she found that her state of mind had reached such a peaceful state.

Her current progress is on the second floor, the northernmost one. We are currently heading towards the southernmost blood bank cold room.

From north to south. It's not hard to say, and it's not easy to say it's simple. The shortest route to get to the storage room is through three corridors, one of which is filled with zombies, and the hapless creatures are blocked by doors at both ends. The rules that roar but can't come out are really a waste of resources for a large wave of spreading viruses.

Just by looking at the thick wooden planks stuck in the doorknob, you can imagine how many living dead people are inside, and this number must be extraordinary.

The planks are very thick, but there are still faint traces of shattering from the impact of the zombies inside, so it seems that it will definitely not be able to stop for long.

"Roar Roar Roar ╠╠"

The zombies trapped in the door roared angrily, bruised bloody hands stretched out from the crack in the door, black sharp nails slid through the air, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at Yun Mo from the narrow gap, as if they wanted to dismantle her and eat her.

A bloody hand came out of the crack in the door, almost grabbing Yun Mo's shoes standing outside the door.

"Smack╠╠"

Yun Mo unceremoniously raised his foot and stomped the heel of Martin's boot viciously on the dishonest bloody hand, and then vigorously crushed it, spinning, and quickly crushed it into a disgusting piece of flesh, accompanied by the terrible roar of the zombie inside, and simply kicked the mass of flesh to the side.

After doing this quickly, she looked at the door with a blank face and thought.

The cracks in the planks were getting bigger, and she had to find a way to surround them all the zombies inside, and preferably not alarm the living dead roaming the rest of the hospital. Otherwise, if there are too many living dead, it will be difficult to solve.

Grenade?

It's not going to work, it's too much of a movement.

In case a control zhì is not good and blows up the floor, could it be that she still has to dig He Zijin's baby out of the ruins?

She was frowning when she suddenly felt a . . . [,！ A cool breeze blew overhead. She subconsciously looked up, and something came to her mind.

Is that...... Ventilation ducts?

She blinked, a flash of realization in her heart.

Ten seconds later inside the stuffy ventilation duct.

Yun Mo put all the bits and pieces on her body into the void, this narrow ventilation duct could accommodate her figure, and although there were restrictions on her movements, it was not an obstacle.

Like an agile cheetah, she silently crawled to the top of the corridor crowded with corpses, carefully lifted the perforated iron window, and slowly leaned down to press her little face against the opening in the ceiling.

Extremely disgusting......

I really don't know which talented guy did it, and he was able to lock so many zombies in the same place, and if that person was lucky enough not to die, she felt that it was really necessary to meet him.

Only those who have the intelligence, courage, timing, and manpower to grasp the score are exactly the right to do this wonderful thing, otherwise, if this batch of scourges is released, I don't know how many living dead will be created.

The zombies below them didn't notice that someone was watching them overhead, and their only target was the two gates that were blocking their feeding.

Knocking open these two doors is what they should do, and the rest of the things are of concern.

The corpses pressed towards one of the crumbling doors like arhats, but suddenly, a slippery liquid poured down from the top of their heads, and a pungent smell spread through the small space.

They looked up at the high ceiling and saw a human face.

Food!

"Roar, roar, roar!" All the zombies began to gather in the middle, and the zombies gathered around the door also began to press towards the middle, and they stretched out their bloody hands towards the ceiling, trying to pull Yun Mo down, tear it apart, and eat it.

Yun Mo poured out a small barrel of diesel fuel taken out of the void without changing his face, looking at the group of zombies gathered in the middle, the corners of his mouth hooked a treacherous laugh, and his lips and teeth opened and closed and spit out vicious words: "Go die."

A little spark fell from above, and Yun Mo quickly flashed sideways to the other side of the passage, landing on all fours, like a creeping cheetah, moving at high speed in the narrow pipe.

"Boom╠╠"

The scorching wave of air behind him swept from the ventilation duct, mixed with thick smoke and tongues of fire, almost burning the corner of Yun Mo's skirt. A strong smell of barbecue wafted through the air, causing Yun Mo's movements to pause slightly, and then he ran more quickly.

At this time, she would still be able to think of eating, she was actually starved to death in her previous life.

Yun Mo silently spit on himself in his heart, and immediately closed his sensitive sense of smell.

Crawling in the ventilation ducts that extend in all directions, with her super memory, she forcibly simulated the distribution map of the ventilation ducts of the hospital in her mind.

Since the ventilation duct can accommodate her, it must be able to accommodate He Zijin.

According to the child's heart, it is estimated that he is shrunk in the pipe and shivering.

I don't know how many horrible pickles she'll see with her psychic constitution, but hopefully the kid won't break down on her way to the pantry.

The screen of the mobile phone in her pocket has begun to flicker, and it seems to be a huge feather worm she carried. The battery is obviously low, and she'll have to speed up. More than ten minutes have passed since the departure of Diecui Villa, and if it drags on further, the variables will be too great.

He Zijin......

He Zijin!

She hoped that this timid child would learn to grow in the bloody slaughter and not rely on her rescue as he did now. With her strength and void reserves, she could indeed ensure that she had no worries for the rest of her life, but she didn't want He Zijin to become a useless waste!

The law of the jungle is the survival of the fittest.

She will do her best to make this child a person with a strong heart, but if she is obsessed with it, hoping for the ethereal protection given by others, she cannot hunt with her own hands, she cannot run on her own legs, and even give up her dignity to live as an ordinary person......

So......

She'll kill her with her own hands! It's better than keeping her alive as a walking corpse.

ps:

Suddenly find yourself with an IQ that is not enough to support the grandiose backdrop of a world war...... Decided to read some more books......