A cold wind woke me up: after they had eaten this woman, it would be my turn, and if they swarmed me, I would not be able to cope with it, so I hurried back to the outpost. I didn't dare to ask for the rifles thrown on the ground, so I held the pistols and watched them slowly backwards until I pulled some distance before I suddenly turned around and ran for my life. It's okay to turn around while running! Those monsters just buried their heads in gnawing and didn't chase them!

I ran back to the outpost to close the gate, and with the "click" of the bolt being lowered, I collapsed to the ground, gasping for breath and trembling all over. Thinking back to the scene just now, it is like a dream. It's a dream, it must be a dream, a nightmare, it's just that this dream is too real! It's so real that I don't even have the courage to look out! I sat on the ground like this, and I don't know how much time passed, until the big iron door "banged", and then I reflexively jumped up and raised my pistol to the door.

The iron gate "bang, bang, bang" keeps ringing, it's those monsters! They were banging on the door outside. Fortunately, the iron gate of the outpost is very strong, and even wild boars, bears, and elephants may not be able to break open. After confirming that they could not come in, I was a little relieved, and moved to the door in fear, looking out through the crack.

The field of view was too narrow, and nothing could be seen from the outside, but it was certain that they had surrounded the outposts, and there were many of them.

They can't come in through the gate, what about somewhere else? There will be no problem on the second floor, where iron bars are added to the windows; Only the roof remains, what if they help each other to climb up the ladder? The thought immediately made me nervous, and I hurried to the corner, picked up the light machine gun, grabbed as many drums as I could, and ran to the roof in one go. When I looked around, nothing climbed up, and I immediately breathed a sigh of relief!

There was a strange howl from below, giving goosebumps to the side, and I cautiously walked to the edge and looked down, and the breath I had just relieved instantly drew back: those monsters had already come two or three hundred. They are all filthy, glazed-eyed, hobbled, and full of strange horrors; As soon as they saw me appear on the top of the building, they all raised their hands and screamed even more excitedly, and those behind them squeezed forward desperately, and those standing by the wall began to climb up in vain!

I froze my nerves, remembered the woman I had just killed, picked up my sniper rifle and looked over there, and saw a pile of scattered bones, blood red, and a few monsters licking the blood on it. These monsters have helped me destroy my corpse. "Hit ...... Hit him in the head! The voice echoed in my ears again; If I had hit that monster with that shot, she wouldn't have died; Even if I don't hit that monster, if I don't hit her, she won't necessarily die. But I just hit her! She died at my hands, and before she died, she didn't forget to teach me how to deal with these monsters; Thinking of this fills my heart with guilt!

Using a sniper rifle, I looked further away: I don't know when there were already many pedestrians on the road. I was happy in my heart, and I comforted myself and said: Those shouldn't be monsters! On closer inspection, the last glimmer of hope was shattered: their staggering and sleepwalking posture was very different from that of normal people.

What the hell are they, where do they come from, and why are there so many? Am I supposed to shoot them? Maybe they're just sick with some kind of germ, like a dog with rabies, and maybe there's a chance to be cured. But this idea was quickly dismissed by me, just think of the student with a kitchen knife stuck in his neck.

"Bang" "Bang" These monsters are banging on the door again, it seems that their IQ is not high, and they can't judge the strength of the door!

It's not going to work without shooting! It wouldn't be nice if they broke open the door! Even if they can't get in, it's always a threat to my life to stay outside, and I don't want to sit still, and I want to find an excuse to live my gun addiction. If someone were to track it down afterwards, I would say that the monsters had killed a woman, and that I had to shoot them in self-defense. Thinking of this, he shot at the monster below with a head and a face.

There was a splash of rotten flesh below, and many monsters were beaten to pieces, but only three of them died by headshots. The others, although they were missing arms and legs after being shot, are still alive. Ten times as many bullets as this would not be enough for me to fire. I could only shoot one shot at a time, so I ran downstairs again, took a 95 rifle and came up, adjusted it to a semi-automatic state, and started shooting one shot at a time! After fighting for a long time, the monsters below did not decrease but increased, and those monsters who were originally roaming the highway heard the gunshots and also gathered around the outpost. Come on, I've got bullets anyway! It's a lot more fun than some computer games!