The sound of the helicopter was still roaring outside the building, and it had already reached the vicinity of the building, and it seemed that the sound would reach the vicinity of the roof of the building.

On the first floor of the skyscraper, the zombies roared and shook the sky, and the connection was terrifying.

At the end of the corridor on the south side of the hall, two filing cabinets with a height of two meters blocked the way of the corridor, leaving only half a slap gap, the zombies were not enough to drill through the gap, the filing cabinet had been slapped and deformed, but there were too many documents inside, and it would take a long time for the zombies to completely smash the filing cabinet.

Tang Ji and several people joined forces on the filing cabinet, gasping violently, and at the same time, they all smiled more or less, Marlos's death was certainly sad, but it was difficult to offset the joy of escaping death.

Boom!

"Don, it's yours!" Will thumped Tang Ji's chest and said with a relieved expression, at such a critical moment just now, Tang Ji's calmness amazed him, seeing the zombie group running in the direction of the staircase, it was only twenty seconds, what could he do?

If there is enough time, anyone here can think of moving things to block the corridor, of course, if there is enough time, there is no need to do that at all, because everyone has time to go up, but the time is very short, everyone is already panicking, and the thoughts of people in the panic will become confused, their minds will be full of death, people will become crazy, and few people can think calmly.

But Tang Ji can, because Tang Ji has always known that panic has no practical meaning except to increase his own danger, and everyone knows this, but there are too few people who can really stay calm in case of trouble.

Moreover, Will has already planned to send Tang Ji up first, Tang Ji obviously does not need to take this risk, but he took it, if Will has followed Tang Ji since the beginning of the last days, he can definitely spy on Tang Ji's thoughts now, but unfortunately he didn't, he didn't know how much Tang Ji spared his life, that is, he didn't know how afraid Tang Ji was of death, at this time Tang Ji Ken took a great risk and chose to save everyone, and no one knew the thoughts contained in it.

A few people gasped against the filing cabinet and then began to wait, and the remaining people at the staircase a few steps away were quickly ascending to the second floor, and a few ropes had been dropped on it, and everyone was cooperating, even without Will's help, they could go up in a few seconds.

After about a minute, everyone went up except for a few people at the filing cabinet.

"Quick, come up!" Monica shouted out to the bottom as she lay on the staircase on the second floor, unable to see the area near the filing cabinet below due to the angle.

"You go first!" Will suddenly pushed Tang Ji, turned over, and his body changed from his back against the left filing cabinet to standing in the middle of the two filing cabinets, facing the filing cabinet, his arms were spread, and his two big hands were pressed on the two filing cabinets, one foot was back, his body bowed down, and he pressed the constantly vibrating filing cabinet with all his strength, and the muscles in his body were all tensed.

Will single-handedly resisted the filing cabinet, and the others quickly ran to the staircase, and Tang Ji grabbed the rope formed by several flat straps, and climbed a distance with his hands and feet, and the two people on it grabbed Tang Ji's arm at once and dragged Tang Ji up.

A few people quickly went up to the second floor, and only Will was left below.

"We're alright, you come up!" Monica shouted, standing up at the same time, her arms stretched out and backing away, blocking everyone at the edge of the staircase.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

A few rather heavy footsteps, Will ran to the staircase, threw the backpack he took off during the run with his arms rounded, and then stepped on the wreckage of the stairs and jumped up, grabbed the edge of the only remaining section of the staircase above, his arms were forced, his legs were raised back, and his body suddenly completed a leap from the air, and with a bang, his feet hit the ground, Will reached the second floor smoothly and stood up straight.

It's also an amazing move, very similar to Monica's previous moves, but Monica did it with his help, and when she got upstairs, she didn't land smoothly, she rolled in, but Will did everything alone, and he landed smoothly.

It is not without reason that Will can become Marlos's most relied on subordinate.

Bang! Syllable!

Just as Will reached the second floor, the sound of two filing cabinets toppling over also sounded one after another, and then the zombie group ran to the bottom of the stairs, stretched out their hands upwards and roared wildly.

Zombies don't know how to climb with each other's help, unless they become dead corpses, other zombies know how to step on it, and everyone is safe.

"Whew!" Will breathed a sigh of relief, bent down and reached out to pick up the backpack, put it on his back, and quickly glanced at the people gathered in the corridor on the second floor, there were less than ten people, don't think about it, the rest must be running upstairs.

At this time, the sound of the helicopter had begun to move away from the skyscraper, and the gunshots rang out upstairs, and Will and the others did not run upstairs, but went to the window at the end of the corridor on the second floor and looked out.

Sure enough, because of the obstruction of the nearby skyscrapers, everyone on the second floor could barely see a helicopter moving away, flying north, it was a Bell 407 helicopter, one of the best private helicopters, HTS-900 new turboshaft engine, with a range of 675 kilometers, with a black and blue paint on the outside, and a maximum take-off weight of 2.27 tons.

There are more than 10,000 private helicopters in the entire United States, and Manhattan, as the world's most well-known financial district and wealthy area, has a lot of rich people, and there are not a few people who have private helicopters.

Bang bang! Dada!

There was a fierce burst of gunfire, and everyone with semi-automatic rifles began to shoot out of the window, all in vain, it was already very difficult to shoot down a helicopter with an ordinary semi-automatic rifle, not to mention that the helicopter was fading away and getting smaller and smaller in sight.

At this time, unless there is an anti-materiel sniper rifle, relying on Sark's marksmanship, it is not impossible to shoot down a helicopter in a few shots, but unfortunately there is no such gun, that kind of gun is a complete waste against zombies, the ammunition supply capacity is poor, it cannot be used to the fullest, and it is also very heavy, and it is a great burden to carry it all the time, so Marlos did not prepare an anti-materiel sniper rifle at all before.

Syllable! Crash!

"Holy!" It wasn't until the helicopter was completely out of sight that Will stopped shooting, cursed angrily, and slammed his fist on the window pane, which was shattered by his punch.

Five minutes later, everyone was together, and on the twentieth floor, there were twenty-one people left, among whom there was only one woman, Monica, and all men between the ages of twenty-five and forty.

Everyone was silent, it seemed that they had lost their vitality in an instant, the zombies were "besieged", they couldn't escape, they couldn't leave, after dodging the crisis downstairs and the other party's sniper escaped, everyone seemed to have lost their goal all of a sudden, and their hearts became empty at that moment, and there seemed to be something missing.

An hour later.

In a cubicle office on the twentieth floor facing the window, the room had not been damaged, except for a little dust, everything looked neat, Tang Ji pushed the chair with pulleys to the window, sat on it and looked out the window, his eyes blinking every ten seconds, very regular.

Tang Ji looked very depressed, dozens of minutes ago, Will had gathered everyone to discuss ways to leave here, but there was no accident, there was no way, there were too many zombies, unimaginable, several kilometers around the vicinity were filled with zombies, relying on everyone's own strength alone, it was impossible to clean up the zombies, and it was impossible to lure the zombies away, everyone could only be besieged all the time, waiting for the food to be eaten, the water to be drunk, and then quietly waiting for death.

Of course this is the most pessimistic idea, maybe in a few days someone will lure the zombies away, maybe there will be a violent explosion in other parts of Manhattan, maybe ...... There are too many possibilities, but one cannot pin one's hopes of survival on illusory possibilities.

In fact, Tang Ji had a way to get out of here, but he didn't say it, because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

It's been a whole hour, Robbie hasn't contacted Don Kee, neither has Maniella, no one, Don Quixie's thoughts are already very pessimistic, they are likely to all be killed, if they are still alive, with their help, it is not too difficult to lure away the zombies, and then let the people here leave here, but unfortunately, they have not heard from them.

……………………

A day later, it was the morning of the last days.

Still that room, still that position, Don Ji was still lying on his back in the chair, looking outside, the sun was shining through the glass on his stubble face, Tang Ji's eyes were a little confused, although it had only been a day, but this day seemed like a century long for Tang Ji, and he hoped that the walkie-talkie would ring, even if it was a slapping voice, it would prove that someone was alive.

It's a pity that there isn't, nothing.

In this room, in addition to Tang Ji, there are several other people, some are sleeping, some don't know where to get the playing cards, they are playing poker alone, Monica is also in this room, she has lost her proper style, although she is still wearing that set of clothes, her expression is cold.

She has been like this since yesterday, it seems that after Marlos's death, she is willing to reveal her true self, sitting alone on the floor in the corner of the room, silently wiping her gun, hanging her head and not communicating with anyone, looking very lonely.

June 13, 2015, 10 a.m.

On the third day of the siege, the building was powered off, and it should have been that the whole of Manhattan was cut off, and there was no power at all, and there must have been some survivors who were even more unhappy.

On this day, Don Ji still did not wait for any news about Robbie Manila and the others, and Tang Ji sitting in the chair had a haggard face, and a travel bag containing food was placed at his feet, and a small portion of the food had already been eaten.

Tang Ji calculated that according to his own amount of food, if he is full every day, he can only eat for eight days at most, which is still the amount of food for a person of Tang Ji's stature, it is conceivable that a person of Will's stature, even if he is frugal, the food in his bag is estimated to only be able to eat for three or four days at most.

On June 16, 2015, the sixth day of the siege, some people had run out of food, and many became very agitated, and they could often hear screams and gunshots.

On this day, the people who had been very united clashed.

Because of the woman, Monica is the only woman here.