At the end of the road is a garden of half-man-tall art trees, in front of which are three delicately carved grey and white arch bridges, the shortest in the middle and a little longer on the sides, which may also be the illusion of visual angle.

After crossing the three arched bridges, you will be faced by the figure-eight staircase in front of the library, which is not very high but has dozens of steps.

The architecture of the entire library is very grand, with arches and huge columns everywhere, quite a bit of Gothic architectural style.

But Jasmine has no intention of appreciating it at the moment.

The quickest way to get to the gymnasium is through the promenade aisle under the library.

Jasmine, who was standing at the end of the road, kept looking back at the road she had come from, and gunshots rang out from time to time, but she didn't see anyone's shadow.

Her unusually calm face also looked a little loose at this time.

"Why don't I go back and see." Iron Wolf stood aside and said with an unsteady breath.

"If you need help, I'm afraid it's not much of a use for you." Jasmine turned around and looked at the next route, there were corpses everywhere in the garden, of course, there were many zombies, she glanced at the iron wolf with a little meaning, and said, "It's better for you to go and clean up the road ahead first." ”

"Isn't it? Am I alone? The Iron Wolf looked carefully at the road ahead.

"What do you think?"

"Who to underestimate." Iron Wolf said and ran forward.

Judging from the road planning on the ground, if you want to think of the library, you must pass through the three arch bridges, but to reach the arch bridge, you don't have to walk through the center of the garden, Iron Wolf stands on the slope and carefully observes the terrain.

Passing through the center of the garden is the quickest way, but it will be besieged by zombies from all sides, so it is better to take an L-shaped route along the outermost bushes, the actual distance should not be too bad, and there is no need to worry about being attacked on all sides.

At the thought of this, the iron wolf quickly ran down the slope.

At the same time, at the end of Jasmine's vision on the avenue, the figures of the students finally appeared, but the number had become pitiful, followed by a group of zombies pressed by the black.

Fanatics, Jazz, and Old K are still stubbornly resisting, as a first-class special tactical team, even if they are fighting under this kind of strong running, their shooting accuracy still holds a high level.

It's just that the number of zombies is far beyond their imagination, even if it is a perfectly connected reload combination, it still makes the zombies press closer, and the fanatics once used their elbows to push the zombies backwards.

Jasmine, who was originally aiming with a gun, looked at the group of zombies that were gradually approaching, and gradually put down her weapons, as if she felt that everything was in vain. Immediately after, she pulled a grenade from her waist and gently pulled out the safety bolt.

Seeing the oncoming students pass by her, Jasmine threw the grenade forward at an angled angle of 45 degrees, sliding a perfect parabola in the air. Finally smashed on the head of a female zombie in a short skirt.

The grenade rolled to the ground, and the sound of explosion rang out, and the powerful impact force made a concentric circle in the corpse, spreading outward like ripples on the surface of the water, and the zombies near the grenade were pierced by shrapnel in the blink of an eye, and all their limbs were shattered.

The madman and the others didn't know what was happening, but they felt a strong tremor for a while. Then he neatly dealt with a nearby zombie, and when he looked ahead, he only saw a pile of flesh and blood scattered on the ground.

Before the next zombies rushed forward.

"Boom... Boom... Boom... ”

The three of them turned their heads one after another, only to see two crimson cylindrical jars rolling past them, with flames printed on them.

Suddenly, the three of them were shocked, and they rushed forward when they lifted their feet.

Almost at the same moment, flames erupted behind them like a tsunami, and soon engulfed them.

The heat, the heatwaves, lapping their epidermis. The burning pain stung every inch of their skin.

The three of them gritted their teeth and rushed out of the flames.

Although only for a few tens of seconds, this liquid incendiary bomb is extremely destructive and, crucially, difficult to extinguish.

The three people who had just rushed out of the sea of fire all threw themselves into the nearby bushes and rolled back and forth, if it weren't for the special tactical uniforms they were wearing, these few rolls in the dirt would not have been enough to extinguish the flames on their bodies, but the degree of burning would only increase.

The three of them slowly emerged from the bushes with dark faces, and when they turned around, there was already a thick cloud of smoke billowing behind them.

It is not difficult to see that there are zombies walking in the flames, although they are a little hazy covered by the flames, but you can still see the zombies' stiff and slow movements.

As they began to walk out of the flames, their faces began to become clearer.

The skin on his face had been baked with oil, and it seemed to be boiling violently. Before the zombie could continue to take two steps forward, he completely fell in front of everyone's eyes.

For the three people who had just experienced the flames, the scene in front of them would be more or less touching.

But it's no wonder that their captain is here, and judging from the current situation, such a result should already be the best. I can only be glad that I ran fast enough at that time.

In the blink of an eye, the four of them had already followed the group of students in front of them, they were passing the arched bridge in the middle, and the library was already close at hand. When I looked back at the road, the smoke had thinned.

Jasmine muttered to herself that the time should be two minutes, and in the absence of additional accelerants, two minutes should be the limit of the incendiary bomb, although there will still be residual fire, but the lethality has become dispensable.

"We're going to hurry." Jasmine whispered in her mouth. The iron wolf standing on the side reacted immediately and took the lead and ran forward.

After stepping up the dozen or so steps in front of the library door, the atmosphere suddenly began to become tense again. There is no previous sense of crisis, but in exchange for full of uneasiness.

The promenade is right in front of you, and it looks like a small tunnel under a bridge, not so dim and not so narrow. It can even run to the other end in just a dozen seconds of sprint.

But they couldn't do it, because there was no place to put their feet on the road in front of them, and their eyes were full of corpses, and the first thing people could think of was the ** concentration camp during World War II.

But now that they're here, they have no choice but to forge ahead.

As a pioneer, Iron Wolf looks like a demining sapper, taking extra care at every step.

Those hideous-looking corpses may not be dead yet, and if they are bitten on the leg, it will not be fun.

However, it was not these that worried him the most, but the gates on both sides of the center of the corridor, although there were gates on the outside, but the school had specially opened two doors in the corridor to make it easier for students to enter and exit the library.

In fact, the flow of people here is no less than the number of people in the daily cafeteria, because it connects the east and west campuses and is a shortcut.

The originally empty library was bustling with activity because of these two doors, but in fact most people just used these two doors as aisles, because the corridors were always too crowded at special times.

At this moment, the two gates were wide open, and although the iron wolf had not yet approached, he could already see the corpses piled up on the edge of the gate. This inevitably made him worry again.

He paid almost all his attention to those two gates, as if countless zombies would pour out of them in the next second, and that fear was infinitely magnified in his heart, so that his already cautious steps became more and more hesitant.

Until a figure flashed in the afterglow, he fixed his eyes on it, it was a schoolgirl, he knew it was someone in the team, but he didn't know why she appeared next to him.

The two only looked at each other briefly, and the female student's mouth gently confided a sentence of "walking too slowly".

Then he walked on his own.

She walked very fast, but because her feet were not on flat ground, she staggered a little. Iron Wolf wanted to open his mouth to remind her to be safe, but at that moment, a terrible scene swept into his eyes.

A corpse that the schoolgirl had just stepped over actually moved. The slow-moving zombie hadn't raised his head yet, but he reached out and grabbed the girl's foot and neck with unmistakable precision.

The sudden grip made the female student fall unsteadily towards the corpse. At that moment, Iron Wolf clearly saw that there were many zombies in the pile of corpses waving their arms towards the female students. It was as if it was pulling her into the abyss of hell.

The screams rang out like a thunderbolt in the clear sky.

At this time, the iron wolf had no intention of worrying about the female students, and he quickly locked his eyes on the two doors again.

I silently meditate on the passage of time in my heart.

He barely counted to ten, because he could already hear the commotion in the library.

"Running !!" He roared loudly, and the sound echoed throughout the corridor, over and over again, gradually reaching into the distance.

The first gunshot was also fired by the iron wolf, who personally made up the shot as he passed by the schoolgirl.

At that time, the schoolgirl was not dead, but she was only half breathing, and she was lying in the pile of corpses, her body mutilated and mutilated everywhere. The pain had already distorted her facial features, and her two eyes were holding on to death, as if they would slip out of their sockets if they touched it one more time.

As the Iron Wolf passed by her, she looked at him with difficulty, and the pleading look of the Iron Wolf was all too familiar.

It's just that before that, it was the criminals who looked at them, and what they wanted to ask for was forgiveness. And this time she just wanted a good time.

The zombies began to rush out of the gates on both sides, and the zombies, who were already uncoordinated, stepped on the pile of corpses like drunken people, and fell to the ground before they could run two steps.

Only then did the iron wolf realize that there were very few zombies coming out of the library, and there were only a handful.

When I looked back again, the people in the group had already run to the end of the corridor, and it seemed that everyone had not reacted to what was happening.

"I really scared myself." Iron Wolf couldn't help but laugh. Looking at the zombies lying in the pile of corpses, he didn't intend to shoot, turned around helplessly, and walked slowly towards the team in front of him step by step.