Chapter 220: Borrowing the Corpse
The Type 85 armored car crashed straight into the iron fence laid in front of the building, and the zombie corpses hanging on the fence and Qin Yicai's corpse overturned along with the fence.
"This fortification is pretty good, add a fence, and it becomes a lot easier to prevent zombies." Rui Zhili said sneeringly.
Soon after the bombing of the second floor, office documents were ignited and puffs of smoke rose from the windows.
Zheng Jieming heard gunshots and smoke in the distance and learned that there was a fight.
"If you don't join, you're going to be killed. It seems that everyone must be informed, and their whereabouts should not be revealed casually. Zheng Jieming and Xie Wuzi observed the smoke in the distance from the tower.
"Why don't you join the other party, isn't it known as the Doomsday Government?" Xie Wuzi was puzzled.
"It's just a title, we can also pull a flag out. It's hard to say whether the other party can rely on and defect now, and we have to talk about it after we actually get in touch with the other party, so it's better for us to hide it now. But...... Once discovered, I'm afraid I will have to be forced to join. Zheng Jieming was wary of the other party.
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Rui Zhili and his group quickly rushed into the courtyard, and he didn't send anyone upstairs, so he directly deployed a few cars and drove to the backyard.
"Since they are in the midst of infighting, they must have really wanted to join us, and when they saw us firing, they must have fled. Hmph, run away? Don't! Rui Zhili observed the situation in the backyard and saw that within the high wall, there were three rows of horizontal and vertical bungalows, enclosing a courtyard.
This is the location that Qin Yicai and others chose to defend against zombies at that time, the wall is very high, so it is difficult for zombies to climb in, but when it comes to the moment of danger, it is difficult for people to climb out. Old Tang and the others didn't have time to escape, so they all hid in the bungalows in the right.
"There's no back door here, what should I do?" Yang Erma panicked, there were only four people left at the moment, these four people couldn't escape, and they couldn't fight, they were already forced to a dead end.
Old Tang didn't say a word, beads of sweat oozing from his forehead, he couldn't figure out why the other party had to kill him, since he was here to recruit, why did he say that he would shoot?
Rui Zhili was determined to wipe out their gang, and was teased and almost chased to death, making Rui Zhili completely unable to forgive Qin Yicai and his men.
"Don't go in directly, we are also short of manpower, don't casually lead to attrition." Rui Zhili observed the structure of the low bungalow and said, "Set it on fire and burn this group of people directly in the house." β
Soon, the group set fire to three bungalows at the same time, and the fire soon spread.
Yang Erma's spirit was on the verge of collapse, and he rushed out of the bungalow and fell to his knees towards Rui Zhili.
"Don't kill us! We are willing to defect to the doomsday government!! The previous attacks were all Qin Yicai's idea, and we have already killed him!! Yang Erma's head slammed to the ground.
Rui Zhili turned his head to look at his men and asked, "Did you hear what he said?" β
Rui Zhili's subordinates were very aware of Rui Zhili's style and shook their heads one after another.
"So what are you waiting for?" Rui Zhili continued.
The subordinates then raised their guns, and Sen Sen's muzzle was pointed at Yang Erma, and in the next moment, Yang Erma's body bloomed.
Old Tang and the remaining two hid in the bungalow, watching Yang Erma unable to obtain the other party's forgiveness, and knowing that his fate would inevitably die, they were all dumbfounded.
"Old Don...... We're going to die this time......" one of his men trembled, knowing that there was no way to save him whether he went out or stayed.
Old Tang bit his lip and desperately searched in his mind for a way to escape. He looked back at every corner of the room. This room is a spare parts warehouse, with rows of shelves displaying brooms, A4 paper and other miscellaneous equipment, with no back door and no window for escape. His eyes eventually fell on the tin cabinets.
The enemy doesn't know how many of us there are anyway, he has seen Qin Yicai, and he has seen me on the ceiling...... However, at most, they only know my clothes, and it is impossible to recognize me so easily......
He looked at one of his subordinates, who was similar in physique and hairstyle.
Old Tang finally thought of a way to get out of life.
He called two of his men to a corner of the room.
"Come on, I have a way to escape." Old Tang said.
The two subordinates hurriedly followed, and then asked suspiciously, "This corner is full of tea, how can I escape?" β
"Yes, you move the tea away to see, is there a tunnel?" Old Tang made a nonsense reason, in fact, this kind of warehouse has a fart tunnel.
The subordinates bent down and bowed their heads in confusion, but Old Tang pulled out a knife from behind him and wiped the neck of one of them.
Another subordinate heard the movement next to him, and quickly dodged, looking at Old Tang in surprise.
"Don ...... Brother Tang, are you crazy...... Why kill him? β
BiangοΌ A gunshot rang out. Old Don took out the pistol he was carrying with him and hit the other party.
"I'm going to have to die anyway." Old Tang said coldly, and then quickly began to act.
His men were shot in the head and fell to the ground. Old Tang walked up to him, stuffed the knife into the other party's hand, quickly stripped off the other party's clothes, and put his own clothes on the corpse.
Then he shoved the pistol into the hands of his subordinates with knife wounds in the neck, and put the two corpses face up, pretending that the two men had died of infighting with each other, and immediately rushed to the side of the tin cabinet, got in, and closed the door. He moved quickly, and it took him less than a minute to do it all.
"I hope the other party thinks that our people have all been killed by infighting!" Old Tang hid in the cupboard, it was very cold in the tin cabinet, and fear kept coming to him, he hid in it and shivered, until he heard the sound of the door being kicked open, and then he held his breath and stopped trembling.
"Don't find me, don't find me...... I'm already dead outside," Old Don prayed in his heart.
"These two people seem to have committed suicide." Outside the tin cabinet, a man's voice was heard.
"Just die, the fire will spread quickly, hurry up and get out." Another man urged.
"Wait a minute, get back these guns of theirs, which we provided to them in the first place." Another voice rang out.
Yes, yes, yes, take the guns away, give them to you, hurry up! Let's go!
After a shuffled footstep, another voice sounded coldly.
"Wait a minute? What's the matter with the blood on the ground? β
Oops, did I leave drops of blood on the ground when I ran over?? Don't!
Old Tang complained in his heart, but he didn't dare to lean in to check.
The footsteps slowly walked towards him, and Old Tang closed his eyes in the dark, he was afraid that a little light would suddenly appear in the black outline in front of him, because once the light came in, it meant that the cabinet door had been opened.
However, the man outside did not continue to walk inside, but raised his gun and fired at several rows of counters.
A few bullets hit the iron cabinet where Old Tang was hiding, this kind of cabinet was so thin that it couldn't stop the bullets at all, and the bullets grazed his neck, and from the dark cabinet, there were three or four more points of light in this black space, and each point of light extended into a pillar of light. Old Tang saw that the dust in the pillar of light was fluttering back and forth.
"Alright, don't waste bullets, no one, no one will live. What's more, the fire will burn immediately. A man persuaded the man who had fired the shot.
The two men quickly walked out the door.
Old Tang didn't dare to come out at all, he had been frightened by the strafing just now.
Soon he began to feel the temperature around him rise little by little.
The fire has spread to this small warehouse. He knew that he had to escape from the cabinet now, and if he didn't come out, he was afraid that the cabinet would become his coffin -- even the cremation was completed in one go.
Old Tang didn't hear the sound of the car driving away outside, and he was afraid that there were still people in ambush in the house, so he didn't dare to open the door directly, until he heard the sound of the wooden cabinet burning next to him and the wooden frame breaking, he dared to push open the iron door.
At this time, the east side of the house was already surrounded by open flames! Smoke in the house!
Old Tang rushed directly to the two corpses, tore off his clothes, stained them with blood, and covered them on his mouth and nose to isolate the smoke.
He carefully pulled out the knife in the corpse's hand, the other party obviously didn't look down on this cold weapon, and then he slowly approached the window.
He didn't dare to look up, just wanted to get some fresh air by the window.
Rui Zhili seems to be intent on seeing the three bungalows burn down before retreating. He's in a lot of fun, and every window frame that burns makes him feel extra excited.
"Whoever opposes me has to end up like this. In the future, we will recruit survivors, and we will only ask each other once, whether they support our doomsday government, but if there is any support, they will be punished according to this wave of people! Rui Zhili ordered the armed men next to him.
Old Tang was in the house, and he could vaguely hear Rui Zhili's voice, he looked back at the room, the fire spread quickly, and the smoke choked him a little.
"If you don't leave, I won't be burned to death, but I'll be choked to death!!" Old Tang thought in a panic, and suddenly saw the iron bucket in the corner.
He rushed over, grabbed an iron bucket, slammed it upside down on his head, rushed back to the door, and lay on the ground. Although the door was closed, there was a gap between the door and the ground, and fresh air was pouring in due to air convection.
Old Tang greedily took a few breaths of air, looked up and looked around, he was worried that the ceiling would fall, so he sat cross-legged on the ground instead, with an iron bucket on his head, barely used as a hard hat.
He held on for just a minute, and the ceiling collapsed. The entire warehouse behind him was buried.