The soldier next to the door pressed the blue button to open the door, and the security door of the refuge room opened unhurriedly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The one-meter-wide opening, originally intended as a safe design for a massive zombie influx, could now kill everyone in the vault!

In the narrow exit, the fleeing crowd poured like a tide towards the narrow mouth that had not yet been fully opened, as if that small mouth was the way to live.

From the outside of the security door, the crowd squeezed out of the crack of the door like toothpaste, but the human body is not fluid, the limbs are easy to get stuck in the crowded cracks, about a meter or so of the narrow mouth, and even someone's arm is broken by the crowd, the white bone stubble with bright red flesh and blood, mixed with heart-rending screams, it is difficult to look directly.

Ning Fan happened to be by the door at the time of the incident, following behind the security team, and escaped from the refuge room earlier than many people.

Just as he was about to flee with the crowd, he saw the Master Chief and all the members of the security team guarding the security door, he suddenly stopped, ran back against the crowd, and squatted on both sides of the security door like the people of the security team.

When people are afraid, their minds become extremely uncalm, so it is easy to run in the direction of the crowd.

Ning Fan suddenly thought: Where can I escape to this place now? Unarmed and stumbling like a headless fly is the most dangerous.

Moreover, it is not that the more people, the safer it is. On the contrary, everyone around him may be a zombie in the next second.

I can't run away with a potential horde of corpses.

Maybe it's safest to follow these armed forces.

Ning Fan made a decision, and this decision saved him.

The Master Chief crouched to the left of the security gate, planning to close the door and block the zombies behind him after letting people out as much as possible.

He kept looking in, checking the number of people who were left, and the security gate was like a squirting faucet, spewing people fleeing for their lives from time to time.

The survivors squeezed out of the door and ran forward, subconsciously setting their destination as the exit to the base, and it would be safe to escape from there.

However, if it was really that simple, why bother gathering in the evacuation room in the first place, and retreating directly outside the base.

Because there are zombies scattered all over the base.

The evacuation room is located in the middle of the base and is an ideal destination with the closest average escape distance. It is conceivable what will happen to such a group of brainless running lumps of meat in the huge base.

The master chief also suddenly realized this problem, he overestimated the IQ of the human brain at the time of crisis, and half of the people who escaped had already run away, not to mention fifty or sixty, this is to form a group to send warmth to the zombies.

He yelled at the fleeing crowd, "Don't run around! ”

But who cares about such a voice? They will only flee from the danger closest to them.

The Master Chief cursed secretly, distracted for a moment, not noticing the zombies in the refuge.

Huazi, who was guarding the door to the right, shouted, "Zombies! Zombie! ”

The master chief looked inside, there were only a few people left, the floor of the refuge room was strewn with torn limbs and organs, and even the intestines could be seen spread all over the ground, and there were countless corpses, most of which tripped during the crowd and were trampled to death by their own people, the scene was terrible.

The zombies in the back frantically pounced on the people in the tail, the situation was chaotic, and the master chief gritted his teeth, looking at the remaining living people in the refuge, it was difficult to decide whether to close the door.

The master chief couldn't wait, he couldn't let the corpse tide out for a few people, so he let himself be this bad guy, so he shouted: "Close the door!" ”

Huazi was about to close the door without saying a word.

Ning Fan, who was playing soy sauce next to him, saw a familiar figure in the refuge room, and the pale gold was extremely conspicuous in a bloody scene.

"Wait a minute, Susan!" Ning Fan shouted.

The master chief said anxiously: "It's too late, you pull her out quickly!" ”

Seeing that the door was closing little by little, Ning Fan hurriedly stretched out his hand inside.

"Help me, save me!" A familiar voice also came from the crowd.

Ning Fan saw Liang Qizheng behind Susan, one of his shoes ran away, and the gold-rimmed glasses were gone.

Ning Fan grabbed Susan's hand and was thinking about pulling her out quickly, and then rescuing Liang Qizheng from behind.

"Ahh An exclamation! From Liang Qizheng!

He ran out in a hurry, and his steps were so hurried that he didn't pay attention, and his ankle was grabbed by something on the ground, and it was a corpse—a corpse with an outstretched hand.

Zombie!

Liang Qizheng fell to the ground with his head! At this time, a fall here is absolutely fatal!

Ning Fan didn't have time to care about this, just pulled Susan out.

Susan, who was about to escape, suddenly stagnated, and she felt that her calves were being held and she couldn't move!

Liang Qizheng!

Liang Qizheng hugged Susan's calf and shouted, "Don't go! Help me! ”

The tide of corpses behind him is about to pounce! The black oppression is like an army of death!

Hua Zi and the Master Chief "bang bang" fired several shots in a row, delaying the approaching zombies, but the ones behind immediately pounced, and the bullets were like small pebbles thrown into the sea!

Master Chief shouted, "Pull her out!" I have to close the door! ”

Liang Qizheng let out a wail of "ah-" - a whole piece of flesh had been torn off from his calf by the zombie on the ground, and it was drenched in blood.

Ning Fan was anxious about Susan, who was trapped, but Liang Qizheng let go of his hand.

Susan withdraws and escapes through the security door!

"Run!" Liang Qizheng shouted.

He shouted to the people outside the door with a hideous expression, then struggled to get up, hugged the zombie behind him, and shouted "Ahhhh ”

Liang Qizheng's neat hair was spread out, with one bare foot, and the white cotton socks he wore had been dyed reddish-brown, and he screamed in a vain attempt to stop the tide of corpses behind him.

But how can it be stopped? He is like a little crab on the beach, which is overwhelmed by the tide in the blink of an eye; The surrounded zombies were torn apart in an instant, and their intestines were all pulled out.

In the end, the polite face seemed to be smiling.

"Close the door!" Master Chief yelled.

"Smack!" The door finally closed.

The tungsten steel door, which can withstand the tonnage impact, makes a muffled sound of "dong dong", with a roar that seems to be unwilling inside.

In any case, maybe the dying person can not discuss all his previous deeds, except for all things, after all, he is good.

"Let's go!" Master Chief signaled!

The security team didn't stop too long, and set off immediately, and Ning Fan hurriedly followed.

A group of more than a dozen people fled towards the exit of the base.

With the sound of bullets popping from shotguns, they repelled the zombies that rushed up one by one. Perhaps it was the large number of researchers who had escaped earlier that had lured most of the zombies away, and there were many dangers along the way, but there was no danger, and they fled to the door just before the security team ran out of ammunition.