The smell of burnt corpses filled the air, mixed with the smell of charcoal burning.

The zombie with blank eyes, covered in flames, still staggered in his footsteps, and it didn't take long for the zombie's epidermis to glow with oil, and then the skin began to scorch, and the hair was burned as soon as the flames began to burn.

The bald head finally burst open under the continuous flames, and the zombie fell to the ground.

"See, there's an army to save us!" The boy standing on the balcony with a sideways body shape stretched his neck and watched.

Not far away, there was a rope horizontally, and he was also excited to see the soldiers sliding across the balcony opposite.

It didn't take long for all the people on the opposite balcony to slide over, and the rope pulled horizontally seemed to be pulled by some kind of pull for a while, and quickly retracted.

"Now it's saved! Now there is salvation! The fat man shrank back and jumped on the balcony excitedly, and the fat all over his body was shaking.

"But why are there only so many people, it doesn't seem to be an army." A tall girl, who was also standing on the balcony, said.

"It doesn't matter if they are or not, it's not easy to look at that skill, anyway, we must be saved!"

"Now you can go home..." Another stocky girl wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses said, "We've been here for three days, haven't we?" ”

"Almost." Said the boy sitting on the bed near the balcony window.

He was a thin boy like a bamboo pole, with pale skin, wrists almost as thick as a girl, and fingers that were narrow and long.

He looked up at his companion beside him, his eyes full of exhaustion and unsubsiding fear, and there were five other people sitting side by side with him in the other beds in the lower bunk, two men and three women, plus three people standing on the balcony, a total of seven.

Except for the two girls on the balcony who belonged to this dormitory, the rest of them met on the way to escape, although they were from the same school. But after all, it is difficult to meet acquaintances in the campus of 10,000 people, so everyone can be regarded as a meeting in Pingshui.

There are only a handful of words that have been said since I realized it. The boy refocused his gaze on the ground.

There was a crack in this gray-white marble under his feet, the gap was not deep, but it left a shallow mark on the surface, which looked like it had not been hit by a heavy object, but cut by a sharp object.

The boy stepped on the crack repeatedly, and then said, "It's been three days since the day the school got out of control, and if you count from the day the virus started spreading, it's been a week." ”

"It was a week like life and death, and it was definitely the most memorable experience I've ever had." The tall girl walked in from the balcony, leaned against the steel pipe support of the bed, and said, "I used to think that life was boring to death day after day, but now I think it's really heaven." ”

"It's not, I'm worried about getting up early, worrying about reviewing, worrying about how to pass English level 4 or 6." The fat girl pushed her glasses and said, "Now I'm worried about how to live." ”

"Just like Maslow's pyramid theory, people don't need love and money when their survival is threatened, because people are thinking about how to live." The bamboo pole man spread out his palms and looked at the palm prints with his eyes distracted.

"If you say so, I'm more than willing to accept the money you give me now." The boy sitting on the side replied with a grin.

"The words that cultural people say are different. It's not like me, a poor student, who came in with the lowest score in school. The fat man walked straight towards the door of the bedroom: "But now I don't have time to listen to your bibi, I want to go out ten miles to meet the savior." ”

"Come on, hold up the road for dozens of meters, maybe you'll come up before you get to the house." The tall girl looked at the back of the obese man and said.

As soon as the words fell, there was a knock on the door. The fat man looked back at the tall girl in surprise, and the latter first took a beating, and then pretended to be confident, but he also knew that it must have been a blind cat that had met a dead mouse.

Without the slightest hesitation, the fat man quickly stepped forward and opened the door.

The first to enter the door was a man who was not tall or fat, fully armed, and the fat man remembered him, he was the one who had just run downstairs.

"Are you here to save us!?" The fat girl standing in the back couldn't wait to speak first.

But Iron Wolf didn't answer her words, and Jasmine walked in through the door, twisting the dial in her hand, and projecting a picture diagonally upwards.

"Does anyone know this girl above?" Jasmine asked expressionlessly.

The group in the dormitory shook their heads at the same time.

"What now? 304 is also empty. Iron Wolf asked, frowning.

"Then it looks like we can only run to the gymnasium."

"Didn't you come to save us?" The fat girl asked again, much quieter than the last time.

"I'm sorry, we're here on a mission." Jasmine finished saying that she was going to walk outside the house.

At this time, the room was unusually silent and quiet.

Someone could be heard sobbing faintly, and Jasmine, who had just walked to the door, stopped for a moment and turned around to look at it.

They were listless as if they had lost their souls, and the sobbing sound was made by the fat girl, who was still wiping her tears as she stood by the bed.

"Captain, what should I do?" Iron Wolf hesitated.

"We can only carry out the mission, and nothing else can interfere." Jasmine was still expressionless, but the corners of her mouth changed slightly, as if she was also making a difficult choice.

"If you don't save us, we'll all die here..." The tall girl didn't cry, but her voice sounded like she had been greatly wronged, and there was a bit of a begging tone.

"It's really not a good idea to leave them here." Sir Brown, who was standing outside the door, took over.

"yes, they're all students after all." Old K said.

"Are we not seeing many situations like this?" Jasmine glanced at the room again, all eyes on her.

"But it's not the same as it used to be." Sir said, "The following things are unreasonable to gnaw at sight." Do you want them to add a few side dishes? ”

Jasmine bit her lip slightly, and her eyebrows began to show signs of loosening, but she never spoke.

"It's really unrealistic to take them with you, but it shouldn't be a problem to make a distress call." The fanatic said as he stood in the hallway.

"Yes, you can call it." Iron Wolf chimed in.

Jasmine didn't respond to them, but tapped the dial, and the corners of her mouth began to loosen slightly, saying, "Call the rescue machine, call the rescue machine, this is the G.S.G Special Squad." ”

After waiting for a moment, a deep, strong voice came from the other end.

"The rescue machine has been received, what are the instructions?"

"There is a group of students here, they need help, you come and take them away, and I will send you the coordinates."

"I'm sorry, I can't."

"Why?" This voice was not Jasmine's answer alone, but the voice of all the special team members present.

"Because you haven't completed the mission yet, the rescue machine will only go to the rescue until you find the key person."

"What? What do you mean by that? Iron Wolf couldn't help but ask.

"The meaning is very clear, if the mission is not completed, there will be no rescue." The voice landed, and the communication equipment was disconnected at the same time.

"Damn. Doesn't this even matter if we live or die? The iron wolf slammed his fist into the wooden locker.

"We were supposed to carry out the task unconditionally, what is there to complain about." Jasmine said without changing her face.

"Why not lie to them and say they've found it? Or is it already dead? The tall girl asked, puzzled.

"If it's so easy to be tricked, it's kind of high-level secret." Jazz smiled bitterly and scratched his head helplessly.

"So what do we do next?" Old K asked.

Once again, the scene was dominated by silence, but all eyes were on Jasmine, who looked silently into the distance.

There was a fly perched on the glass window, and it was crawling up a little bit along the vertical plane, and suddenly the soles of its feet slipped, and its body fell rapidly, but in the blink of an eye it took off into the air, stabilized its posture, and flew farther away.

"What else can you do but continue your mission?" Jasmine said, "The next location, the gymnasium. ”

"Isn't it, you're going to the gym? It's dangerous right now. Said the tall girl.

"No matter how dangerous it is, you have to go. You all heard it just now, it's not that we don't help you, it's that we can't protect ourselves. Jasmine said as she drew a pistol from her waist and walked towards the tall girl, finally handing her the pistol.

"Keep it for your self-defense, the operation is very simple, press the safety bolt and pull the trigger on the target, remember to hold the gun tightly." Jasmine admonished.

The tall girl was stunned for a moment, but nodded anyway.

At this time, the bamboo pole man, who had not spoken, suddenly stood up. That's when Jasmine noticed him.

His hair is slightly curly, and because he hasn't washed his hair for a long time, his bangs are flat and covered his forehead, which looks particularly greasy.

The bamboo pole man was a little taller than he thought after standing up. He opened his chapped lips and said, "I want to go with you." ”

"We're not going to play, it's deadly work." Iron Wolf sneered mercilessly.

"I know, it's not like this for a few days, it's a death to stay here anyway, it's better to follow you." The bamboo pole man shrugged his shoulders and looked indifferent.

"If you want to follow, just follow it, just be happy as you want." Jasmine said.

"Captain... Iron Wolf looked at it in amazement.

"But let me warn you in advance, we may not be able to take care of you in a crisis."

"I'll take care of myself and try not to cause you any trouble."

"That's good." Jasmine waved at the fanatics outside the house and said, "Give him a pistol to defend himself." ”

The fanatic ripped off his backpack and squeezed through the crowd. Then he put his backpack on his desk and began to pick up his gear inside.

Another boy sitting next to the bamboo pole man secretly clenched his palms into fists, and said coldly: "I'm going with you too." ”

This sound seemed to drive a wave of atmosphere in the dormitory, and then resonated one after another.

"I'll go too."

"I'll go too."

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