Chapter 48: The Trial of the Knife

I panicked and flapped the flashlight desperately, but there was still no light.

"Grandpa Ye, are you okay?" Xiao Rou also exclaimed.

In the darkness, there were the roars and bites of zombies, the sonorous sound of Ye Lao drawing his knife, the sound of chopping, and the sound of limbs hitting the wall.

I trembled my fingers to unscrew the battery cover of the flashlight, but it was full of water and fell to the ground with a thud. It's a miracle that the lighting has been able to hold on for so long.

At this moment, the screams of the zombies stopped abruptly, and the sound of long blades piercing through the skull was heard, followed by two pops, and the corridor returned to dead silence.

"Ye senior!" "Grandpa Ye! Xiaorou and I shouted at the same time, but there was no answer. We shouted a few more times, but there was silence.

Xiao Roudong sat on the ground with a thud and let out a soft sigh. I was leaning against the wall, my hands still shaking. Death always comes so suddenly, and the old man who was alive just now is now, now......

Xiao Rou let out a muffled cry, and I buried my head in my knees, helpless.

"Ahem, how do you make it look like the old decay is gone......" Ye Lao's hoarse voice suddenly came, and I immediately raised my head with joy.

Ye Lao groaned in pain: "This dead man is really fucking ......"

Hearing this, I immediately ran over according to the position of the voice, groping to help Ye Lao remove the body that was pressing him.

"Are you alright?" I tried to help him up, but he waved his hand: "Flashed to the waist......"

He pestle the Miao knife, trying to prop himself up, but when he was in pain, he sat back again: "It's useless, it's useless, if I were ten years younger, it wouldn't be like this, hey!" ”

At this time, a burst of bright light came over, I thought it was Guan Fei and them, and looked up excitedly, but who knew that behind the light spot was Xiao Rou's face.

"I just found a flashlight in the department......" Xiao Rou also squatted down to check Ye Lao's injuries.

Except for the splash of blood on his body and flashing to his waist, Ye Lao did not have any external injuries on his body. Xiao Rou said that she had learned some meridian massage, so we helped the old man into a nearby department and let him lie on the hospital bed.

We rummaged through the cabinets to find some bandages and medicinal liquor. In order to relieve the pain, Ye Lao talked about the experience of marching in the jungle of Vietnam while receiving a massage.

"The night march requires us to quickly identify the enemy's position in the dark, and I have seen the path of the zombies rushing through, but I can't keep up with the speed of reaction, and I didn't accurately stick the knife into the rotten head, and I ended up putting my own waist on it. Twenty years ago, this hurt ......"

In the end, Xiaorou wrapped a bandage around his waist to complete the treatment.

"What's next?" I looked uneasily at the old man who was struggling to stand up with the Miao knife, let alone wielding the knife, he was now standing with a little difficulty.

Suddenly, the hallway door was pushed open, and my heart pounded to my throat. A few staggering black shadows paced to the door of the department, I clutched the saber tightly, thinking that although I didn't have Ye Lao's martial arts, I could only bite the bullet.

At this time, Ye Lao poked my back with the handle of the knife: "Use it!" ”

"Scare?" I don't understand.

"If you don't have any other ideas, just listen to the old man, take the knife!"

I had to take the knife, but my hand sank and I almost dropped the knife on the ground. I never imagined that a real knife would sink to such an extent.

"Use it as a spearman!" Saying that, Ye Lao took Xiaorou's flashlight and said, "I will follow the old light later, where the light is pointed, you will stab it hard!" ”

As soon as the words fell, a circle of light hit the pale and hideous face in front of him. But I wasn't ready, holding the hilt of the knife in a daze, Ye Lao grabbed my arm from behind, lifted it up sharply, and the tip of the knife pierced the deceased's head.

"This time it's just an exercise, the old man can't help you a second time!" As he spoke, he pointed at the zombie behind him with his light, but pointed at its chest.

I complied, and stabbed the knife into the deceased's chest.

"Push them forward!"

As soon as he said this, I realized that the zombie was followed by another one, and if he had stabbed the one in front just now, the one behind me would have been bullied.

After pushing the deceased away, the blade also smoothly slid out of my chest, and then I followed Ye Lao's instructions to deal with the two zombies in turn.

There seemed to be only three zombies that broke into the hallway. Ye Lao could barely walk in small steps with Xiao Rou's support, and we walked out of the department cautiously.

There was no other way to reach the operating room than through the hallway and I had to slowly push the door open. A hollow-shaped corridor hall suddenly appeared in front of you, and the only way to reach the operating department was to bypass it.

"Don't be in a daze!" A dead man with a crooked neck and a cracked jaw appeared in the light, and I sent a long knife into its head.

Next, Ye Lao didn't say anything, and I just needed to stare at the place where the light was shining, and then send the knife into that place. At first, I had to hold the handle with both hands, but as I got used to its weight, I was able to handle it with one hand.

There weren't too many dead people I met along the way, and I thought I would be able to reach the operating department smoothly like this, but I didn't expect the lights to suddenly go on halfway through.

"What? The flashlight is broken again? I asked anxiously.

"No," Ye Lao said, "Little brother, put away the knife, we're going to run for our lives!" ”

He finally shook his flashlight in front of my eyes, and I realized that there were black shadows walking towards us all around the hall.

Xiaorou and I picked up the old man and ran into the nearest door to us. After closing the door, Ye Lao immediately used a flashlight to confirm that there were no such guys behind him who were drinking blood. The place looked like a doctor's office, surrounded by computers and desks, and empty in the middle.

"Bang bang, bang bang......" The sudden sound of knocking on the door startled us, followed by the mournful screams of the dead behind the door, which sounded quite numerous.

I got nervous and piled up some movable stools and instruments in front of the door. The sound of banging on the door became more and more intense, and Xiaorou and I had to work together to move a movable laboratory table to the door.

However, with the sound of the door lock breaking, several jet-black hands reached in, and the crack in the door was stretched wider and wider, and soon, several frantically swaddling heads also squeezed in, making a rapid and disgusting cry.

"What can I do?" Xiao Rou asked anxiously.

What else can I do? We are now caught in an urn, and there is nowhere to escape! I looked around again, and after confirming that this was a room with no other exit, I picked up Ye Lao's long knife, and prepared to step forward and cut off all those heads and hands, and then find a way to block the door.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from nowhere: "Don't cut!" Come this way! ”

"Teacher Mo?" I followed the sound and saw a figure beckoning to us in a pantry next to the office.

We couldn't care so much, so we hurriedly picked up Ye Lao and rushed into the pantry, but the figure disappeared.

"Here!" A voice came from above. I saw that one of the ceilings was plucked, revealing a black hole, and there was a stainless steel ladder for decoration below.

"Get up there!" Xiao Rou and I pushed Ye Lao to climb the iron ladder, and Xiao Jiu stretched out his hand in the black hole and took the old man over. Then it was Xiao Rou's turn. At that moment, I heard the door slam open and the corpses rushed in.

I also hurried up the iron ladder. Suddenly, a bunch of hideous zombies broke into the door of the pantry without saying a word, and I was shocked and desperately climbed up, but I don't know which dead person touched the iron ladder, and suddenly shook violently.

Oh my God! My body began to lose weight, and I saw myself dancing above the corpses, trying to stabilize my body, but who knew that I was hit again, and my whole body began to topple, and my breathing was literally still.