Section 292 Attacking Liao Qiu

The highway leading to the launch site was blocked, and Liao Qiu had to take a detour from the suburbs along the way he came. He didn't tell anyone about it. Liao Qiu was a little complacent, and his mood soared. He even fantasized about bringing back several large barrels of rocket fuel. It will definitely be welcomed by everyone, and all kinds of compliments and compliments will be exclusive to me. Since then, everyone has looked at me differently, and they will not even call me "Xiaoqiu" anymore, but call me "Brother Liao".

Liao Qiu was not confused. He knows he's strong and immune to the virus. It was with this reliance that Liao Qiu drove away from the team alone.

Out of the city, the road to the launch site was much clearer. According to the road signs, Liao Qiu drove all the way to the destination.

It is divided into a tourist area and a military exclusion zone. Now, there's no difference between the two. Heavy car tires ran over collapsing barbed wire, squeezing the "No Entry" metal sign with a gut-sore sound, and the SUV slowly drove toward the towering launcher in the distance.

That's the most striking presence in the entire area. The timing of the virus outbreak was somewhat coincidental, with a huge launch vehicle erected on the launch pad. The white body has a striking red flag pattern on the surface, and from a distance, it seems to be facing straight to the sky, ready to pierce the sky at any time.

It's a big square. A variety of different models of vehicles are everywhere, and several military trucks covered with tarpaulins stand out. There were more than a dozen living corpses clustered around. In their vicinity, up to hundreds of corpses were scattered. The deceased was disemboweled, and the muscles on his body were almost gnawed away, leaving only cold bones.

Liao Qiu stopped the off-road vehicle, turned off the engine, pulled out the key, and jumped out of the cab. He carries an assault rifle and holds a fighting knife in his right hand. The living corpses heard the sound and smelled the scent of the living, and gathered in this direction. Liao Qiu didn't hurry to kill the nearest mutant creature, picked up his speed, and ran towards the nearby building.

It was supposed to be a command center, or a tower, all built to military standards. In particular, there are huge white numbers on the walls of the first floor, which look very eye-catching.

As he walked past the wall painted with the number "7", Liao Qiu heard a "clang" sound coming from the open door.

It was clear and the location was close. It seemed to be a warehouse, but the view was blocked by the wooden box placed inside, and nothing could be seen.

"Bastard! I'm going to kill you......"

It was a woman screaming.

Without having time to think about it, Liao Qiu turned around and rushed into the warehouse.

Huge boxes were placed side by side, with a width of about twenty centimeters in the middle. Six living corpses were crammed out of the two rows of wooden boxes, and only the front one could barely get in. It was a tall, burly man in a tattered military uniform. His resurrected face was black, his skin was tense, and his eyes were glowing red with hunger. It opened its mouth, leaned sideways, and its right hand reached forward as hard as it could. It's as if the other side is the other side where salvation can be obtained.

The narrow tunnel stacked with boxes is more than ten meters deep. The crowd of corpses outside blocked the view, and Liao Qiu could only see a white figure swaying inside. He tightened his grip on his assault rifle and aimed it at the head of the living corpse with his back to him. The bullet accurately burrowed into the head of the living corpse, and the hideous-looking monsters fell to the ground, struggling desperately, but unable to get up again.

The space in the passage is very narrow, but it is very suitable for a thin person like Liao Qiu to enter and exit. He killed all the living corpses crowded outside, pulled out the fighting knife, and drilled into it sideways, taking advantage of the fact that the living corpse couldn't turn around, he simply plunged the tip of the knife into the back of the opponent's head, and forcefully downed everything. Suddenly, the tall resurrected soldier's eyes widened, and he threw himself forward with blood spurting from the wound on the back of his head.

The woman was wearing a white uniform, and the skin on her face was somewhat loose, and crow's feet at the corners of her eyes could be seen. Her face was terrified, and although she was rescued, her body was shaking uncontrollably.

"Thank you...... Who are you? "She didn't lose the necessary vigilance.

Liao Qiu saw that the clothes on the woman's flank had been stained red with blood, and couldn't help but open his mouth and say, "What's the matter, are you injured?" Or have you been bitten by them? ”

The woman understood the meaning in Liao Qiu's eyes. She shook her head, lifted her arm with great difficulty, and pointed to the huge wooden box that was above her head, and her voice sounded like a moan: "I accidentally fell from above...... I wasn't bitten, it just hurt. ”

It took Liao Qiu a lot of effort to help the woman out of the passage. She was so badly injured that she would tremble with pain when she pressed her abdomen a little harder, and her moans intensified.

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Zhang Mei felt that she was simply a person as her name suggested, and she was very unlucky.

The virus is probably the fairest killer in the world, and it does not discriminate based on personal identity, status, property and other factors. Although the sanitary launch site is a state-level military-controlled area, the virus is still spreading unscrupulously here, infecting almost everyone.

Zhang Mei is the technical director and has a very high status in the base. When the virus crisis broke out, there happened to be a launch mission, and the alert level of the launch site was much higher than usual. Relying on the help and cover of others, Zhang Mei hid in the main control room and has survived until now.

The site has two independent power supply systems, solar and geothermal. Zhang Mei tried to call for help from the outside world, but did not receive a signal, and the satellite lost control inexplicably.

The underground portion of the main control room has passages that connect to several other surface buildings on the base. There is an abundance of clean water and all kinds of means of subsistence. In addition to daily drinking, it is even possible to take a bath. If Zhang Mei stayed in this place honestly, the huge number of reserves would be enough for her to live carefree for a hundred years.

Life alone is very lonely, and Zhang Mei doesn't know what's going on outside. She signaled to all known bases, but never received a reply. As a last resort, Zhang Mei decided to rely on her own strength to go out and have a look, while looking for other survivors.

Including Zhang Mei, everyone at the satellite launch site has received military training. She took her matching gun, took the spare magazine from the drawer, opened the protective gate of the main control room, and walked out.

Because there was no surveillance, Zhang Mei could not see the situation around the corner of the passage. There she encountered a large horde of corpses, numbering in the thousands. In the chaos, Zhang Mei accidentally opened the passage connecting with the food warehouse. By the time she tried to close the floodgates, a tidal wave of walking corpses poured in. There was no way, Zhang Mei could only fight and retreat, and returned to the main control room.

The situation has become worse than before.

The food warehouse has become a world of walking corpses. With no safety to be assured, Zhang Mei had to rely on the small amount of food in the control room to survive. Half a month ago, when there was little food left, Zhang Mei wanted to go out and try her luck, and she was horrified to find that the mutated creatures were not slow, they were agile, and even learned to run. As soon as he opened the floodgates, more than a dozen ragged monsters immediately pounced on him from the opposite passage. If it weren't for his quick eyes and quick hands, he would have retreated while shooting, and I am afraid that he would have been gnawed into a pile of white bones by the swarming living corpses at that time.

He was the only one left at the satellite launch site.

Zhang Mei is well aware of this.

The main control room is an enclosed space. Although the power system is still functioning, the way to the monitoring center is blocked by the corpses. Here, Zhang Mei faces four tall and heavy concrete walls all day long. In front of me are desks and chairs that are so familiar that you can tell every detail, dusty computers, crooked keyboards, and all kinds of communication equipment that have long since lost their usefulness.

This is almost a huge cell covering an area of several hundred square meters. If there are no accidents, the automated water purification system will probably continue to work. Every time she turned on the faucet and looked at the transparent liquid flowing "whoosh", Zhang Mei always had an indescribable irritability and a heavy sense of loss.

She wasn't afraid of death. From a very early age, Zhang Mei was determined to dedicate herself to the aerospace industry. She is not pretty, but if a woman does not marry in her forties, both family and friends will feel worried. In the face of the persuasion of well-wishers, Zhang Mei always smiled in return. Of course, she also wants to have a normal life, but the reality is thereβ€”β€”β€”β€” for the sake of her career and goals, she always has to give up something.

The main control room has no windows, and Zhang Mei cannot observe the situation outside. She could only rely on her senses, through the heavy protective gate, silently listening to the movement outside.

I ran out of food two days ago. There was a constant noise of noisy and chaotic footsteps outside. Zhang Meiqiang endured her hunger and patiently waited until all the movement disappeared before carefully opening the steel gate and walking out of the main control room.

Food must be found. Otherwise, staying here is the same death.

The road to the food warehouse is still occupied by living corpses. As a last resort, Zhang Mei could only start the idea of the freight warehouse. She was a senior supervisor at the base and knew that there was a shipment of flour and cooking oil in Warehouse No. 7. It is also a coincidence that Zhang Mei never bothered to ask about the matter of materials, but before the outbreak of the virus, she happened to see a freight list in the office of the logistics department. When humans are hungry, they will always desperately dig into all the information about food in their heads. Zhang Mei is no exception.

Cargo Compartment No. 7 is connected to the part outside the launch site. When Zhang Mei ran into the warehouse, she was slightly stunned. She saw the mountains of cargo boxes, and through the open roller shutters, she saw the empty square outside. It was at that time that Zhang Mei knew she had to make a choice.

There were no living corpses around, and this was probably the best time to escape in months.

However, the hunger from the body is so strong. For two days, Zhang Mei hadn't eaten any food except Qing Shui. Her stomach was filled with pantothenic acid, and no matter what thoughts came to her mind, she was always suppressed by a stronger desire to eat. Even if she knew that she should run away, Zhang Mei was still shaking steamed buns, steamed buns, dumplings and other things full of infinite temptation in front of her eyes. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.