Zhou Zhongxian's small building is very small and dilapidated, two stories high, only a dilapidated courtyard, the yard is crowded with zombies, groups of zombies "ho ho" roared and blocked the door of the small building, ready to devour meat.

The glass windows on the first floor of the dilapidated small building all fell, and the zombies continued to impact, breaking very miserably, and the glass on the ground shattered.

The zombies kept rushing to the gate, the iron-clad gate on the first floor "creaked", the temptation of meat was fatal to the zombies, and the zombies crowded behind the yard pressed wave after wave, and they were anxiously pressing towards the gate.

"It's too late to go." Zhou Zhongxian didn't expect that the zombies were so crazy, and in just a few minutes, the entire building, including the compound, was surrounded by water.

"Young Master Zhou, you block the staircase first." The burly security captain and his two brothers were ready to rush to kill, and the zombies had already forced under the door.

Seeing that it was no longer possible to break through, he hurriedly proposed the next way to block the staircase first.

The doors of small rural villagers' houses can be stronger, and most of them are made of relatively thin iron sheets and relatively cheap iron doors.

"Ho ho ......" the zombie group roared, constantly squeezing forward, only to hear a "bump", and a cement iron nail on the cement pillar of the gate flew out.

After a while, as if there was a trivial reaction, one after another cement steel nails flew out one after another, and the already unsturdy gate collapsed.

"Ho ho ......" The zombies were very excited, and groups of zombies swarmed one after another.

"We resist! Young Master Zhou, hurry up and find something to block the staircase! The burly security captain shouted, they were basically the lowest people in life.

He and the two security guards kept shooting, and one after another zombies fell down with their heads bursting, their heads hanging hideously on their chests, and their original necks were only covered with a thin layer of flesh.

After firing these few shots, the chamber of the gun exploded and was scrapped, "Retreat, retreat," someone shouted, and there was chaos in the small building.

"Ah, don't ......" A miserable cry sounded, and a security guard was dragged into the zombie crowd, and he struggled hard, but unfortunately to no avail.

There are so many zombies that the only thing you can hear in the zombie horde is the low roar of the zombie and his screams of pain, as well as the creepy sound of the zombies eating and eating.

The strong smell of blood deeply stimulated the zombies behind, and a skinny zombie quickly climbed straight to the second floor along the handrail of the stairs, and headed towards Zhou Zhongxian.

"Come on...... Zhou Zhongxian shouted, picking up a thick table leg on the ground, he kicked on the wall on the second floor, and smashed the table leg hard when the zombie pounced in front of him.

Originally, Zhou Zhongxian thought in his heart, aiming at the zombie's head, but who knew that the direction was slightly off when he smashed it down because of nervousness, and the zombie with a thin body was very fast, and smashed the zombie on the opposite wall with a stick.

The emaciated zombie fell to the ground, not looking very harmed, it quickly got up, opened its big black hole mouth, and staggered and pounced.

"Young master, get out of the way," Steward Jiang reminded, and Zhou Zhongxian only had time to tilt his head.

"Bump!" A gunshot rang out, and in this flash of light, Steward Jiang fired, and at a distance close to each other, Steward Jiang still couldn't aim accurately.

This shot hit the zombie's neck, only to hear "Click!" With a bang, the zombie's neck was completely smashed by a single shot.

The thin zombie's head lost its leaning, and it drooped from its shoulders to its chest, and it looked terrible when it fell to the ground.

"My mother," Zhou Zhongxian was stunned, his body could barely move, he froze helplessly in place, and his body fell to the ground.

"Young Master Zhou, hurry up and push it with me." Steward Jiang dragged a table with difficulty, trying to push it to the staircase and block the staircase.

Wenzhi martial arts, there is no physical labor all year round, and it is still difficult to move such a solid wood table, Zhou Zhongxian hurriedly stepped forward, and the two of them pushed the table down together.

"Zhou Shao, quickly block the staircase!" The burly security captain rushed up, and one of the security guards was hugged by the thighs of a zombie who had been slaughtered.

"Help me......" he shouted miserably, and the burly security captain, who was already about to rush to the second floor, glanced back, his face was unbearable, he gritted his teeth, turned around and grabbed the security guard's hand, and wanted to run to the second floor.

Several skinny zombies pounced, and the burly security captain punched an oncoming zombie away, kicked away the other zombie that had climbed over, and was about to continue to run up, but the zombie was about to drown him.

Below the first floor, the security captain and several of his security guards screamed loudly, and a group of zombies bit one bite at a time, and even the burly security captain couldn't help but moan loudly.

Dong Qiuling and others had already rushed over, and when they arrived in the small courtyard, they happened to see the burly security captain being dragged by the zombies to the zombie group.

"Kill!" A nameless anger surged from her chest, Dong Qiuling roared, she rushed to the zombie group first, and the members of the combat team also rushed forward.

Zhou Zhongxian and Steward Jiang were half frightened to death, they hid in the room, closed the door tightly, and the two of them were still not at ease, so they dragged a small bed and blocked the door.

In the small courtyard, there was a shout of killing, and the two of them lay on the window, watching the battle below in horror.

The most eye-catching thing is the graceful figure, shoulder-length short black hair, clean and white skin, soft hair on the forehead, black hair reflecting dark eyes, like crystal obsidian, clear and watery gentleness.

She kept rushing and killing in the zombie crowd, and one zombie after another kept falling under the sharp "Dancing Sky" big knife.

This situation and this scene are just like the description in the Qing Dynasty poet Qian Mei's "Golden Wisp Song": "A brocade robe is bloody, lined with clouds and graceful mustaches, and a peach blossom of a flying horse, and the heroic posture of the scroll is added to the sass." ”

"It's so beautiful," Zhou Zhongxian admired in his heart, not knowing whether he was talking about the beauty of people or the beauty of battle, or both, his heart moved for the first time.

The battle ended quickly as expected, except for one of the squads led by Deputy Commander Lin Tao, who fell and injured himself, there were no casualties in the whole battle, which was quite outstanding.

The members of Dong Qiuling's combat team were busy cleaning up the zombie crystals, Lin Tao stepped forward several times and stopped, in the battle just now, they were the ones who basically eliminated the main force of the zombies, and they were embarrassed to propose anything.

"Are there any living people upstairs?" Lin Feng asked loudly, he was doing this out of kindness.

"There," Zhao Hai moved the corners of his mouth, Lin Feng looked up in the direction, and there was a table blocked on the staircase on the second floor, as well as other miscellaneous items.

Judging from the scene, the zombies have not yet broken through the second floor, so naturally there are still living people.

"There are people, there are living people!" Steward Jiang replied with a slight tremble, he was already frightened.

For fear of being careless, this group of fierce and vicious people rushed up and cleaned them up as zombies.