AT89: Shocked

"Hospital...... Is it that the lights have not been lit all the time? ”

With Meng Fan's slightly puzzled question, rolling muffled thunder sounded in the sky at the right time, a blue arc pierced the sky, briefly sprinkled a miserable white, the white tiles of the hospital building were washed away by the rain and made dazzling large black marks, the windows and stains were the same color, and there was no light. ( Reading the best experience is all in [])

Song Jiu and the others frowned in unison, got up and walked to the door and looked at the private hospital across the roundabout through the rain, and a feeling of extreme uneasiness swelled in their hearts. Everyone present is experienced in the battlefield, and their perception of danger is extraordinary, and there are almost no extra words, everyone quickly dispersed to find the weapon in hand, holding a few large parasols on the balcony on the second floor, and rushed into the rain curtain with a cold face.

Luo Yu and Song Yao ran in front, Song Jiu shouted, the two girls didn't seem to hear it, and pushed open the glass door and ran in.

Thunder bursts, torrential rain like a waterfall, looking at the gray sky, Song Jiu was shocked to realize that his ears had been buzzing, the world outside the bar had long been reduced to a noisy and deserted city, they were laughing and talking in the house, only to hear the muffled thunderstorm, if it weren't for Meng Fan's glance, it is estimated that they would not have found the abnormality of the hospital at all.

As if in response to everyone's concerns, just when Song Jiu and a few people rushed to the bottom of the building, a window in the inpatient building on the second floor of the hospital was shattered, and the sound of heavy objects breaking glass was as thin as a mosquito in the thunderstorm.

'Smack! ’

The living fell from the sky and threw themselves face down into the puddles of the ground, splashing a puddle of red and bloodshot sewage.

At the same time, Song Yao and Luo Yu, who were the first to rush into the hall on the first floor, retreated in unison and shouted through the rain curtain: "Alarm! There are walking corpses!! ”

The crowd was horrified when they heard this, and the graduate student turned around and ran back to the bar without saying a word, not caring about the deadly acid rain splashing wantonly, and crawled up to the balcony on the second floor, struggling to sound the alarm of the enemy situation.

The piercing sound of the air raid sirens echoed round and round, and the hiss seemed to compete with the sound of the wind and rain, and the roundabout near night was full of noise, and the militiamen who returned to the room were like facing a great enemy, picked up the knives and guns pressed under the pillows and ran downstairs, and rushed into the bar to meet the graduate students in the pouring rain.

Things happened too fast, Song Jiu didn't have time to make any arrangements, he was in a hurry when he saw Song Yao and Luo Yu rushing in, and he rushed straight after the blade of the blade of the blade, and rushed straight over the corpse that fell from the sky. Ming Junwei braked urgently, and ordered Yinuo to take Chef Niangjia, Mengfan and others back to the bar first, and he and Lao Lin and Lu Qian braved the rain to rush to the aid of the militia, and entered the hospital building in two groups.

The broken window was still dark, and the graduate student stood on the balcony on the second floor and tried to check the situation with a searchlight, but the rain was dense, and the light was faint and faint, and it was impossible to see clearly. Cook Niangjia and a few people carried Jiao Ziqian to the second floor, and the few militiamen who stayed behind pulled down the roller shutter on the lower floor, and all of them retreated to the second floor, staring nervously at the opposite floor, the eardrums were buzzing, and the air defense sirens and thunderstorms did not give in to each other, which made the eardrums suffer in vain.

When Song Jiu ran up to the second floor, he couldn't see his sister and Luo Yu, the entire second floor was in chaos, the busy and orderly picture of the day was gone, the beds that had been added to the waiting hall before all overturned, and the noisy crowd was crowded, blocking the corridor on the second floor, which was not spacious.

Song Jiu hadn't seen this kind of scene for a long time, the building was pitch black, and there were all black shadows in the past, men and women scattered and fled, scolding and shouting, as if they were trying their best to avoid something, but the staircase leading to the outside was just behind Song Jiu, these people fled back and forth, but none of them ran to the right place, and even many people climbed upstairs.

"What's going on?" Song Jiu had countless question marks echoing in his mind, and he quickly grabbed a person who ran in front of him, and asked sharply, "What's wrong?!" The body of the person who was dragged staggered, and he did not dodge or dodge and pounced on Song Jiu, who was close at hand, although his vision was dim, but the familiar roar betrayed his identity.

Song Jiu was shocked into a cold sweat, and hurriedly pushed it open with the blade of the knife, he was still here an hour ago, in addition to the busy doctors and students, there were only those patients who were lying on the hospital bed and moaning, why did the walking corpse suddenly appear not long after?

The black shadow took a few steps backwards and was squeezed to the ground by the chaotic flow of people, Song Jiu didn't care about harvesting his life, and hurriedly tried to squeeze into the corridor along the corner to find Effie, at the moment, in this situation, it was impossible to distinguish between the living and the walking corpse, Song Yao and Luo Yu had the ability to protect themselves, and Xu Effie was completely a delicious snack for the walking corpse.

"Effie!" Song Jiu hissed and shouted, and hurriedly braked to stop when he spoke, he felt that someone around him was rushing towards him, but he couldn't tell whether the other party was a living person or a walking corpse, and he couldn't draw a knife and slash indiscriminately regardless of friend or foe, so he had to dodge and hide, stepped on the seat in front of the door of the duty room and stepped out, and before he ran into the corridor, he heard Ming Junwei's shouting from the staircase.

Song Jiu wanted to remind him, but he was worried about being attacked by the walking corpses, and when he was in a dilemma with a knife, someone behind him suddenly pulled him, full of force, and directly pulled him into the duty room behind him.

"Brother Jiu, it's us." Luo Yu spoke out in time and turned on a small flashlight.

Song Jiu turned his head to look, Song Yao was sideways by the door, as if he was looking for something in the chaotic crowd, there was a smell of blood in his nose, he looked back following the smell, but saw that Dr. Yu, who was responsible for the medical power of the entire roundabout, was sitting in the corner, his throat and abdomen had been torn open, his intestines were flowing all over the ground, his head was lowered, and he was already lifeless.

"Is Brother Ming here?" Song Yao suddenly raised his hand and pulled out a knife, and with an angry roar, Luo Yu next to him hurriedly followed, and the blade of the hacksaw blade in his hand swept over, listening to the movement, there should be another unlucky head that was lifted away.

"Behind me." Song Jiu took a flashlight and examined Dr. Yu's wounds, there was no doubt that no one else could do this kind of large-scale laceration and trauma except for the walking corpse.

"How can there be a walking corpse coming in...... It's impossible......" Song Yao seemed to be asking the two of them, and as if she was asking herself, Song Jiu checked the gap of the corpse, and Song Yao pulled in two more people, both alive, frightened, and sweating profusely. The movement in the duty room finally attracted the attention of the walking corpse, Luo Yu had a keen intuition, vaguely saw a black shadow moving over, hurriedly closed the door, Song Jiu pushed the wooden table up, and the two militiamen who were pulled back from the corpse by Song Yao also came back to their senses, and they habitually had to fill the position.

Song Yao stopped the two, took Luo Yu's small flashlight and shook it up and down, making sure that there were no walking corpse scratches and bites on the two of them, then he put his mind at ease, frowned and asked, "What's going on here?" ”

"I don't know, all of a sudden, all of a sudden, suddenly the building is messed up." Militiaman A was twenty-five or sixteen years old, still holding a half-section of the infusion stand in his hand, barefoot, and did not have time to put on his shoes when he ran.

Militia B was younger, but he was calmer than the other, he coughed for a while while while holding his chest, and said hoarsely: "It seems that a walking corpse has slipped in, I came to the toilet, I heard Dr. Yu shouting something in the corridor, and when he came out, it was dark, and I don't know who put out the candle." ”

"The walking corpse should have been knocked over in chaos." Song Yao looked out through the small window of the door, the door was crowded with people, the light was dim, and the crazy restlessness looked like walking corpses, but they were all familiar faces, and in their eyes, they felt that they were asking for help.

"Have you seen Xiao Wei?" Song Yao asked.

"I don't know, I heard someone shouting that the walking corpse was coming, and they ran out and messed up." Militiaman A shook his head.

Outside the door, there were loud roars, shouts and shouts, and in the confusion someone fired a gun, and through the small window, you could see the fire that lit up in the darkness from time to time. Song Jiu's eyebrows were twisted, and he was about to speak, when he suddenly caught a bright light flashing by the window behind him, and hurriedly pushed the window to look, but it was a strong light from the second floor of the bar opposite.

"Sister." Song Jiu didn't understand what the long and short lights on the opposite side meant, and hurriedly called Song Yao of the Dings.

"Give me the flashlight." Song Jiu asked Luo Yu for a flashlight and said, "You and my sister stay here, I have to go to Effie." ”

"I'll go with you." Luo Yu took off the rubber band between his wrists and tied up his long hair, and said, "Effie may have escaped upstairs." ”

"Oops." Song Yao at the window suddenly spoke.

The two militiamen consciously held the table against the table, staring vigilantly at the crack in the door, the two walked into the window and looked in the direction pointed by Song Yao, and the strong searchlight on the opposite side slowly moved away and shone on a puddle downstairs. There was a corpse lying in the puddle, which had just jumped from the broken window on the second floor, Song Jiu was in a hurry, and he didn't bother to check the situation of the corpse, and at this moment, under the light circle, the corpse lying in a pool of blood actually moved slowly, supporting his body and staggering to his feet. In front of him, at the entrance of the hospital, a wave of walking corpses stumbled into the rain and dispersed, towards the illuminated bar.

Song Jiu hurriedly ran to the door, the gunshots outside were gone, only the manic walking corpses blocking the door, Song Jiu picked up the handle of the knife and smashed the small window, stabbed the blade of the hacksaw in his hand along the window, named several walking corpses clinging to the door one by one, greeted him, and let the two militiamen move the table.

Most of the walking corpses rushed out of the hospital, there were not many at the door, except for three or five who were stabbed to death through the window, Luo Yu hurriedly stepped forward to help, and quickly cleared it under the cover of the militia, and shone a flashlight on both sides of the corridor, and saw that there were still a few wandering walking corpses in the depths of the corridor, pacing in front of a door. More than a dozen corpses fell in the waiting hall, and it seemed that they were all militiamen who had been hospitalized before, Ming Junwei led people to rush up and leave a bullet casing, and when he heard the movement, he seemed to run upstairs.

"Sister?" Song Jiu turned around and shouted, and when he saw Song Yao squatting in front of the doctor, he was stunned for a moment, and then he thought of something, and couldn't help sighing, and he ran out by himself.

The walking corpses in the depths of the corridor heard the footsteps turning around, Song Jiu did not dodge, shouted the names of Xu Aifei and Xiao Wei, and quickly stepped forward to pick up a rain of flying blood, the cold light of the saw blade flickered, the knife entered the flesh, and in the blink of an eye, he cut down the remaining few walking corpses.

Song Jiu listened to the door, raised his foot and kicked the door open, there was a loud 'clang' behind the door, the square table at the top door fell to the ground, revealing the mess inside, Xu Aifei was pale, and was shrunk in the corner of the bed shivering.

"Effie?" Song Jiu couldn't help but feel a little distressed when he saw her, the small ward and the dark environment were a little familiar, like a riverbank dungeon.

Song Jiu looked left and right, there was no body in the room, Xu Aifei shrank aside with the quilt, and when she saw Song Jiu walk in, her emotions suddenly collapsed, and she hugged him and cried.

"It's okay, don't cry, don't cry." Song Jiu rubbed her head like a child, trying to help her get out of bed, but her arms were tightly clamped.

"Song wine." Xu Aifei buried her head in his chest and cried so much that her name was intermittently pronounced.

Song Jiu frowned, relieved and a little helpless at the same time, the walking corpse has been crisscrossing for several years, even if our self-protection ability is almost there, we don't have to be scared like this, right? Thoughts are thoughts, and without saying anything, Song Jiu patiently patted the girl's back gently, trying to calm her down.

"I don't want to die yet." The girl in her arms cried almost catharsis for a while, raised her head and looked at Song Jiu with red and swollen eyes, her eyes were full of prayer, nostalgia, and an indescribable meaning.

Song Jiu was stunned for a moment, and the smile that was about to comfort her froze on his face, and gently pulled off the quilt she wrapped in front of him, his eyes stopped on a dark wet mark.

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