The heavy, silver-gray sliding door was pulled up, and the dust on the ground dispersed like a mist. Immediately afterwards, a rusty security door appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

This is the side of the gymnasium, and this small door in front of you leads to the warehouse inside the gymnasium.

On weekdays, students go through the security door inside the gymnasium to get sports equipment, and the teacher who attends the class will always only give the key to the interior.

Therefore, the security door outside can be said to have never been opened, and many students are not even aware of the existence of a door in this remote location. So much so that when I pulled the sliding door up just now, the fog that had not been opened for a long time and scattered was almost blinding.

There's no key to the security door, but it's not a tough one for the G.S.G. Tactical team. Several people have even reached a unanimous conclusion through eye contact.

The maniac quickly flung the backpack to the front of him, and pulled out a metal tube that was only ten centimeters long, with a claw-like hook on the head of the metal tube.

The fanatic casually threw it to Old K, who pinched the bottom of the tube, then turned it slightly, and pulled it out hard, and the tube suddenly stretched a large section.

The fanatic then took out two retractable crowbars and threw them to Iron Wolf and Sir respectively, and the three of them put pressure on the crowbars from the upper, middle and lower positions of the security door.

First, the three of them glanced at each other with a "click", and then their arms were strong again, and the squatting jazz almost put his face on the security door. He took a deep breath and let out a constipation-like grunt.

The security door clicked again as if in response.

"It should be fine." The iron wolf let go of his hand, and the other two also gave up.

The edge of the security door was already badly deformed, and even if no one pushed it, it slowly opened in the direction of the inward opening.

When you walk into a warehouse, the first thing you feel is a feeling of stuffiness and suffocation that all warehouses have.

The smell was heavy, like the pungent smell of spilled engine oil.

Then I saw a glimpse of the endless sports equipment, a whole three frames of balls neatly placed in the corner of the net, some less common columns such as javelins, shot put, discus and other things piled aside, and even a few broken skateboards.

But the most interesting thing is the baseball bat hanging on a specific stand, in a variety of forms, there are wooden sticks and aluminum rods, and even the appearance is a little different. It seems that it should be a mark made by an individual student, so that it is easy to find the same baseball bat next time.

Before Jasmine could take a closer look, the students in the team had already begun to pick up baseball bats.

After a desperate journey, there are only three students left. Li Hong, a bamboo pole man, and Chen Miaoke, a tall female student.

There is another person who doesn't look tall and doesn't have impressive characteristics, that is, the most ordinary ordinary person, Ding Yijun.

While the three of them were still holding baseball bats on the side, the fanatic suddenly took two steps forward from behind Jasmine, and then put down his backpack with a "whoosh".

"I'm so tired, you're almost out of ammunition, and the supply wave will also lighten my load a little." As he spoke, the maniac pulled boxes and boxes of new, unopened bullets out of his backpack.

"How do you kid know to be lazy." The iron wolf sneered, his hands moving neatly, and quickly reloading the empty magazine.

The other three also gathered around, quickly replenishing ammunition. During this time, the fanatics were constantly carrying ammunition from inside and out of the backpack, and even emptied more than half of the entire backpack.

Lao K held a grenade in his hand that could no longer be loaded, looked at the madman who had not intended to stop and said, "What are you doing here, you can't steal like this if you are lazy, right?" I can't even fit it on me, and you're still moving it out. ”

The fanatic heard the sound and looked at it.

"Why can't it fit?" He stood up, slapped Old K from top to bottom as if searching, and then pulled the grenade in his hand and stuffed it into the upper left pocket of Old K's tactical suit, and then said with a smile: "Don't you think this is enough?" ”

"No, no. Is this still the fanatic we know? Jazz was still busy stuffing bullets into the pistol magazine, tilting his head to watch.

"Isn't that really a bit tiring? I guess I didn't have a good rest last night, so it's impossible for you to die without help, right? Just help. The madman smiled and scratched his head, as if he was embarrassed to speak.

"Alright, alright." Iron Wolf casually picked up two large boxes of bullets and stuffed them into his bag, the only one in the team who still had a backpack other than the fanatics was Iron Wolf, because he was the team's reconnaissance pioneer, and often took some unusual paths, so there would also be some special equipment that needed to be carried on his body.

Of course, compared to the maniac's backpack, his tactical backpack is much smaller, even a little smaller than the average student backpack.

"I'll just be a good person again." Iron Wolf flipped his backpack upside down, and he emptied everything except a bundle of hemp rope with a grappling hook and a rope gun.

Seeing this, the madman was about to pick up his backpack and pour it in, but the iron wolf hurriedly covered the mouth of the backpack in fear and said, "What is this for, my backpack is only that big, you have to take it easy." ”

"I know, I know." The madman looked like a smiling tiger, and then gently pulled the iron wolf's hand away.

Jasmine stood aside and watched silently for a while, although he never allowed the maniac to reduce his weight during normal training, but she couldn't say anything about the current situation, after all, someone had saved her life not long ago.

It's not a particularly excessive request to let him lighten the load. So Jasmine gave a tacit glance, and then walked towards the small window in the warehouse.

The small window is next to the inward-facing security door, which is barely large enough for a person to stick out of a head, but the security fence is welded on it.

Jasmine stretched out her hand and gently slid the glass window, a smell of blood rancid came to her face, and there was no light in the gymnasium, so it was a little dim, but she could barely see the situation clearly.

It is said that it is a gymnasium, but the pattern in front of me is completely reminiscent of anything that has anything to do with sports. It even looks like a bit of a shopping mall promotion.

There are more than a dozen storefronts in size, most of which mainly sell groceries. However, Jasmine still saw a store selling staple food, and the sign on the front of the store said nutritious bento.

Don't you think there are already multiple cafeterias in the school? Why would such a store be opened in such a place, it should not be a business that is sure to lose money and not make money.

Next to this bento shop is a small and delicate bubble tea shop, and there is a one-man tall doll rabbit at the door, but now it is not cute at all, and the two ears that hang down are stained with black and red plasma.

There are also wooden barriers all over the gymnasium, and this time it is clear why the ginkgo in the school has been cut down in large quantities.

"Is this really a gymnasium?" Jasmine didn't ask, because they were indeed heading towards the gymnasium, which would seem like a stupid question.

However, Li Hong, the bamboo pole man, stood behind Jasmine without warning and said: "The gymnasium has a total of three floors plus a basement floor, the underground is the swimming ground, the first floor is what we see, the second floor is the indoor court, and the third floor is the dance studio. ”

Jasmine was startled by the sudden voice, but she didn't show it, but turned her head slightly to look at Li Hong.

"Before, the survivors were assigned to the second and third floors, unified management and deployment, and it was like this until it got out of control." Speaking of this, Li Hong began to frown, as if he recalled something that he was extremely reluctant to remember.

The feeling of being consumed by fear once again eroded his whole body. The hideous scenes in my mind are like lightning suddenly splitting in the night, which makes people tremble and frightened.

"I always had a bad feeling that the mission goal couldn't be here." Iron Wolf slipped the magazine into the barrel of the gun and pulled up the safety bolt with his hand.

"You don't come to the crow's mouth, I want to go back sooner." Jazz said.

"Alright, let's get down to business." Jasmine turned around, stood up straight, and said, "The mission is clear, it is to thoroughly inspect the entire gymnasium. But there is a problem at the moment, which is that I just saw through the window that the door to the left of the gymnasium is open, and there is a small door that is ajar directly opposite the warehouse. ”

"In other words, we must close these two doors before we do it, right?" Iron Wolf took over.

"There's nothing wrong with that. If we act rashly, we will be in big trouble. Jasmine pointed to Iron Wolf and Sir and said, "You two are responsible for closing the little door, and the rest of you will walk in the direction of the gate with me." ”

"Finally meet here." Jasmine pointed out the window to a pool of water in the shape of a heart, built just before the staircase leading to the second floor. In the middle of the pool is a vintage Big Ben that is more than one person high, with Big Ben backed by a rockery of the same height.

Everyone gathered around the window to take a look, and then nodded after confirmation.

"Let's go!"

Pushing the door open, the ground was slightly damp, and it was impossible to tell whether it was blood or water. But the smell of blood in the air already says it all.

The team quickly split into two groups according to the plan.

But instead of running in a hurry, they walked cautiously. Because the situation here is a bit similar to the avenue of the library before, although the corpses are not so dense that they can't go down, but they are also full of corpses.

Seeing that the people in front of him lit the flashlights one after another, the fanatic also reached out and pressed the bright flashlight under the rifle.

The light fanned out, illuminating an area in front of him.

At this time, he reached out and wiped the sweat on the side of his forehead, and he didn't know when he actually sweated. He couldn't remember, but he didn't think about it either.

The memory in his head became a fragment for a moment, and he forcibly shook his head, and continued to lean towards the door.

He stopped as he passed the door of the gym, which was only three storefronts away. There was a zombie staggering towards him at the door of the gym.

The fanatics seemed to be waiting for him to arrive, doing nothing but ignoring him. Looking at the zombie's badly deformed calves, the madman did not feel pity for him, but his grip on the rifle became more and more forceful.

"Click!" The butt of the gun slammed heavily on the zombie's head, and the zombie, who was already unstable, knelt heavily in front of the madman for a while, and at this moment the bell of Big Ben rang!