A few people cautiously went to set fires, and they had to hide for a long time when they encountered the slightest movement.

And about two kilometers away from the Gao Cheng Mansion, there was a large group of dead bodies gathered together, slowly moving towards this side, there were two people in uniform in the front, but only one of them had a gun in his hand... These dead bodies seem to have been provoked by people who went out to clean up.

The remaining two people, their nerves are tense to the extreme, and they will completely detonate if they are not careful, looking at the approaching dead body, the person without a weapon in his hand is a little broken, "What do you care about!" Let's run! Wouldn't you be saved if you escape?! ”

"You're going to fart to labor again! What about the rest of the brothers? They just got separated from us and will be back! If they are kept out by this group of dead bodies, who will be responsible? ”

"Huh", the short-haired man in the black uniform looked at the group of dead bodies that were getting closer and closer, and his eyes glared at the boss, "They? They're definitely dead! Just the two of us escaped, and if we don't leave now, do you want us all to die! ”

"Bang!" The muzzle of the shotgun spewed fire, bursting the brains of the dead bodies living not far ahead, and turned his head and roared, "If you say they're dead, believe it or not, I'll shoot you right away!" Hurry up and help! ”

Looking at the short-haired man who kept retreating, "What are you doing in a daze?" It's good that we can stop it for a while, enough for them to react and support! ”

"No, it can't be." The sweat on his head kept dripping, and his pupils were full of fear, "We can't stop it, we can't stop it!" ”

Looking at the group of dead bodies that cannot be seen at a glance, and there are many dead bodies that are squeezed into the group of corpses from the corner of the street, they just run away, this situation is not the time to talk about brotherhood!

"You! Shh ”

Looking at the brothers who usually eat, drink and play together, they just abandoned themselves like this, and the depression in their chests can be imagined, "You coward!" ----”

"Bang! --”

...

The guards standing in front of the door could hear the gunshots from afar, and there were already some other sounds, vague and unclear, but they didn't care, these days, if they didn't hear the gunshots, it would be abnormal, so that they could sleep peacefully.

After only half a minute, the gunshots did not go out, and the man guarding the door yawned slightly, muttering to himself, "The dead body is close today, and it should be cleaned up now." Looking up at the sky, a figure came out, "It's almost time for a shift change." ”

The shift changer did not wait, but saw a young man in the uniform of a retainer running desperately towards him, as if some vicious creature was chasing after him.

The short-haired man gasped, holding his knees with his hands, and before he could speak, he heard the voice of the doorman, "When will the follow-up team come back?" Today is not the same as usual. ”

"Hoo--hoo-go... Go and inform the Commander-in-Chief that a swarm of dead bodies is coming this way! ”

"Huh?! Brother, you're not going to make fun of me, are you? How clean is this area, I don't know? I was one of the cleaners in the first place. ”

The doorman's disdainful tone seemed to anger the young man, and regardless of the fact that he had just come to a 2,000-meter run, he directly grabbed him by the collar with both hands and yelled at him, "What do you know! Our team survived with me and another person! Everyone else is dead!! ”

Looking at the man with red eyes, the doorman swallowed his saliva, sweating slightly, "Really... It's true? ”

"What's the good of me lying to you! Wouldn't you know if you stood on the lookout and got a telescope yourself! ”

The doorman hurriedly climbed up the platform, and the telescope happened to see the scene of the man with the gun being eaten by the dead body, and the high-powered military supplies made him see the horror on the man's face.

Pulled the camera and looked at the dead body..., "This... This is a sea of corpses! "Pull the alarm directly, the alarm in Takashiro Mansion has been modified into a red light, without a trace of sound, and Soichiro Takashiro's office is just right to see it clearly!

The bean-sized beads of sweat on the doorman's head continued to drip down, and he was now very frightened, not only because of the impending death, but also because of Soichiro Takashiro's punishment for him! This thing... It's already considered a dereliction of duty, after all, there are few people, and the doorman also has the responsibility of a guard!

The fighters in the courtyard kept gathering, giving the mentally retarded an opportunity to split up one by one, looking for a large amount of combustibles, and whether the dead would bite them when they came in, thus causing infection... Anyway, it's a disease, and if it's a disease, it means that it can be cured, and since it can be cured, are you still afraid of a chicken feather?

The "refugees" in the tent were puzzled, they didn't know what was going on, they only saw the red light in the courtyard flickering all the time, but there were no familiar people in the guards, and they didn't know what the situation was, so they had to guess by themselves.

The negligent doorman kept nodding his feet, and the hand holding the telescope trembled slightly, obviously he didn't make a sound, and the group of dead bodies kept walking this way, which made him even more anxious, and now he couldn't use the telescope, and he could clearly see the dead body...

Compared to the number of dead bodies they encountered before, it was even worse, "He, fuck, is this half of the town's dead bodies?" , but I haven't heard of the commander-in-chief, there are extremely lethal weapons... This, how to fight this? ”

Looking back at the fairly tall walls, I was relieved that they shouldn't be able to climb up...

Soichiro Takashiro hurriedly walked out of the room, and saw the group of dead bodies approaching at a speed far greater than usual, and his already serious expression became extremely solemn, and he immediately gave an order, "Go and close the door quickly!" ”

"Commander-in-chief!" The middle-aged man in a white uniform below wanted to dissuade, "Closing the door is equivalent to giving up the team members outside!" ”

"If we don't close the gates, we'll all fall! Just go! ”

The man in white uniform gritted his teeth, but after many years of service in the army, he knew that he had to obey orders absolutely, so he immediately ran over and ordered the few remaining guards in the manor to close the gate.

Soichiro Takashiro called for another person to get a weapon, and he and Yuriko Takashiro stood in front of the room, looking directly at the dead body that had been squeezed in as the door closed.

"Bang!"

Unfortunately, before it could bite anyone, it was shot and killed by the vigilant combatants, and the "refugees" in the courtyard screamed and retreated, and now no one wants to face these "sick people".

Soichiro Takashiro didn't wait for the weapon, but he waited for a very bad news, "Commander-in-chief, it's not good, a few people have set fire to a lot of places!" Almost set the arsenal on fire! ”

"Huh?" Hearing this, the city government of Soichiro Takajo couldn't help but twitch their cheeks, "What about them?" Caught or not! Prepare your hands to put out the fire! ”

"A few brothers have already gone to arrest them, and it's almost time to go back..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw five guards with guns in their hands, escorting four "arsonists" back, and the middle one, still wearing a hospital white coat, was very conspicuous.

Yuriko Takashiro saw the fire rising in the backyard, and she really couldn't figure out what was in the minds of this group of people? Frowning, he asked, "Don't you know what the consequences will be if a dead body comes in?" ”

... It was quiet, no one answered, the fire became more and more fierce, Yuriko Takashiro was slightly annoyed, "Do you make staffs?" ”

"No, I'm selling swords!"

The white coat in the middle suddenly replied with such a sentence, which made everyone present stunned, and then saw him throwing his arms, trying to escape from the control of the guards.

"Smack."

A small black notebook fell from him to the ground, and was immediately picked up and handed to Yuriko Takashiro, who opened it and saw that the head on it was exactly the same as the white coat in front of him.

"Bed owner City Psychiatric Hospital Patient, Medical Number: 9527..."