At dawn, a ray of sunlight illuminates the lifeless steel forest, leaving only the wind howling like a wolf howling and the ghosts of real zombies crying wolf.

The sound of dressing, the sonorous sound of gun inspection, the grinding of melee weapons, all kinds of sounds sounded in the small hotel, last night, Uncle Suit found the rescue information through the radio, before 6 o'clock tomorrow morning, if no one arrives at Dacorson International Hospital and asks for help, then the rescue plan of this place will be abandoned, and everyone's way of survival will be cut off, including the original Tianhua voters.

Therefore, the strong pressure of such serious consequences turns into a motivation that drives everyone to prepare for the final sprint. It's time to fight, and failure is death.

Pushing open the dusty main entrance of the hotel, everyone is ready to go, with firm steps, to the road of survival.

It was still a silent street, with abandoned cars parked all over the ground, either empty or with blood spattering windows. Between the steel forests, the slightest wind may make a sharp whistling. In the streets and alleys, scattered with white skin, like ordinary zombies with wandering spirits, they are aimless, moving around silently, life is so fragile, once healthy, once vigorous, under the transformation of the virus, gone, leaving only the whining and wailing walking corpses, constantly moving around, constantly chasing fresh life.

Bang Bang!! A few gunshots rang out, and the aftermath echoed faintly in the Iron Forest, and several zombies suddenly rushed to the source of the gunfire as if they had a target, chasing, pounced, and bitten. But before they could succeed, a bullet left a bullet hole in their heads, and the rapidly spinning bullet shot into the brain stem, stirring it into a pot of porridge, and flew out with a large piece of the back of the skull in a horizontal rotation, and the body that continued to obey the previous order, still completing the last command, running, losing strength, soft, rolling, stirring up a cloud of dust, and never moving again.

"Be careful! Pay attention to your own safety, even if you are in a hurry to call for help, don't ignore your surroundings and walk this way! Yuan Tianhua reminded the others loudly in front, pointing to a road, escorting the others safely, this place is 10 kilometers away from the destination.

"Damn!!" Qi Xingfeng hit the wall with one fist and scolded very annoyed, just because of the road in front of him, the wreckage of a gunship was sealed, not just for any reason, but also a lot of huge gravel fell on the buildings on both sides, this road is impassable, everyone thinks so. The destination is just around the corner, and the distance of more than ten kilometers is not far away, but the blocked road in front of you will undoubtedly have a great impact on everyone.

"Annoyed what! Where is this? Find another way! I've calculated the distance in my mind, and I've prepared a second plan, there's a well nearby, and we'll go from there! Yuan Tianhua shouted loudly with confidence at this time, "Yes! I've also looked up the map nearby, the sewer can go directly to Dacoulson International Hospital, as for the other roads are a waste of time, we don't have enough time, only if we arrive early, we will have more time to deal with emergencies, we have to set aside this time. The uncle in the suit, who was still personable, also echoed at this time.

It may have been the words of the two men that brought confidence, and the other survivors, as well as the electorate, settled down and began to look for the entrance to the sewers.

Finally found this place that led to life in a narrow alleyway, opened the manhole cover, and a smell of decay rushed into his nose, and he retched. But for the sake of the purpose, after relieving their nausea, everyone slowly climbed down the well with nausea.

Yuan Tianhua was not silent, he took the lead and went down to the bottom, dimness is what it should be here, but at the bottom, the smell of decay is not so serious, Yuan Tianhua is still thinking, "If it was in my hometown, I guess I would have been smoked to death, this map still refers to foreign models." Thinking about this inconsequential matter, he focused on his surroundings.

Dry? Right! It is a dry city that has long been cut off from water, and the residual water has almost evaporated at this time, and it is still a spacious sewer, and there are still some traces of survivors.

"Hand it to me." Yuan Tianhua said to Han Lili, who was about to come down, and at the same time handed out one of his hands, and gently helped the petite girl down, but he didn't see her blushing little face.

"Such a light body, such a soft body, is a girl's body like this?" Yuan Tianhua felt like this, and muttered like a little boy, "It's so good! Intentionally or unintentionally, Han Lili heard it, and her originally red little face was even more like she was about to drip blood, pouting her little mouth, and walked to the side shyly, knowing that her best friend took her hand.

The atmosphere seemed to be good, but it was not the right time, because they were still on the way to flee and did not have time for such activities.

One after another, all ten people gathered here, reorganized the formation, and everyone started their own way again, along the underground pipeline, everyone kept advancing, along the way, a lot of corpses fell at their feet, that was the survivors who had fled here, probably the beginning of the virus outbreak, this group of survivors fled here, maybe the survivors after the outbreak, fled here on the way forward, but no matter what, in the end they still fell on the way to survive, leaving this desperate reality forever.

As mentioned before, most of the people were running out of ammunition, so now it was their luck, or the remnants of the survivors who had died, a large bag of bullets appeared in front of them, and its owner, at this time, was peacefully on his way to heaven, leaving this cruel world, his skin still had a little warmth, he was starving to death, just a few dozen minutes before they arrived.

The survivors, Yuan Tianhua, Qi Xingfeng, Han Lili and her best friend, as well as the yellow-haired woman who was still alive, all looked at the survivor with sad expressions, bowed lightly, thanked him for his legacy, and sighed for his death.

At this time, the triangular eye stepped forward and picked up the bullet with an ugly appearance, like a hungry ghost with ammunition, it was really embarrassing, and even the big black man who had maintained him before couldn't stand it. Suddenly, Triangle Eyes stopped, and found that all the people were looking at him with disdain, "Hey, hey, hey!" ~~~ I'm out of shape, I'm under too much pressure, I'm really embarrassed......" He said a series of apologies, and the others despised him and let him go, probably tolerating it for the time being.

Silently distributing ammunition, bowing here, thanking, a group of people have started their own journey, people are dead, but we still have to live, and to be alive is the greatest luck.

There are not many small bends, there are many big bends, all the way non-stop, everyone goes around and around, and finally walks to the last part of the road close to the hospital, the mood is inevitably a little excited, just like the rescue has come to the front, Wangmei quenches thirst and refreshes.

After turning a small corner, a poignant whimpering cry came from behind a pile of corpses, poignant and long, and the chill was biting, but it was Witch, a cold burst into his mind from the tailbone, and the wind on the top of his brain was the truest portrayal of them.