"Bang"

"Bang Bang"

There was a desperate crash of the cement bag blocking the only passable gate, and the sound of the heavy rain outside could not hide the soul-inducing sound.

Gu Xiang clenched the shovel in his hand, gritted his teeth fiercely and said, "Fight with them." ”

"Whatever you fight, it's already like this, and you can't fight anymore."

Uncle Niu, who is only in his forties and looks like he is sixty years old, said weakly.

He curled up in the corner, staring with gloomy, blank eyes at the heavy rain outside the window, and habitually groping in his pockets, but finding nothing.

The cigarettes have long since run out, and they have long run out of ammunition.

Of the more than 200 people in the entire construction team, only 37 people are now hiding in this simple rough cement house that is about to be invaded by zombies.

Among them were six women, as well as two elderly people.

Days of starvation had exhausted all the physical strength of these people, and everyone accepted this ending, except for Gu Xiang and Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu glared at Gu Xiang viciously, then moved his gaze to the cement bag, panting heavily.

It seems that his physical strength is still very good, and there is not much loss.

Gu Xiang glanced back at Zhang Hu, only he knew best why Gu Xiang could still maintain his strength.

Zhang Hu didn't persuade him at the first time, and led more than 30 people to leave the construction site the next afternoon, but Gu Xiang didn't want to leave.

The zombies in the construction site have almost been cleaned up, and only five zombies are fellow villagers who were injured after being attacked by zombies.

Because he couldn't bear to do it, Gu Xiang found a way to lock the five zombies in a simple warehouse where materials were stacked.

He still wanted to wait until the boss arrived as soon as possible.

However, to his disappointment, the boss never came, and he couldn't get through to the boss's phone at all, and when he remembered to call the police, he knew that the phone had lost its function.

When he finally decided to lead the rest of the people away, Zhang Hu ran back.

Of the more than thirty people, only one of them came back.

The first thing they said when they came back was that they were all dead, the world was full of zombies, and they had nowhere to go.

This overwhelmed Gu Xiang.

After deliberation, it was finally decided to stay.

However, food has become the main problem, and their stocks have been exhausted.

The remaining sixty or so decided to split up thirty to go out in search of food.

A team of five, a team of six, but only fifteen people came back in the end, and the other fifteen never came back.

So at Zhang Hu's suggestion, food control began, and Zhang Hu became the direct controller of food.

"Is there any food?"

Gu Xiang didn't know why he asked this question at this time, his life was gone, and food really didn't matter anymore, but he just wanted to ask Zhang Hu at this time.

He knew very well how much food Zhang Hu had withheld privately.

This is also the reason why Zhang Hu still has this kind of physical strength until now.

"Nope."

Zhang Hu roared again, but his left hand involuntarily helped the backpack behind him.

Gu Xiang suddenly smiled, his smile miserable.

"It doesn't matter, it's all the same anyway, and you'll die in the end." He said lightly, and the appearance of his elderly father in his hometown suddenly appeared in his mind.

Suddenly I thought, if I become a zombie, will I also stagger like this.

It's stupid and even unfilial to think of this idea suddenly.

Smiled wryly.

The fierceness in Zhang Hu's eyes finally disappeared without a trace, thinking of the zombies that had suddenly become extremely strong and were locked up in a simple warehouse.

I finally understood the current situation.

He didn't blame Gu Xiang for not killing those zombies in the end, because he didn't know the reason for the five zombies, and he was not at the construction site at that time.

With a long sigh, he untied his backpack, opened it, and poured the last of his food onto the cold concrete floor.

"Eat, eat, that's all."

No one glanced at the food.

At this time, it doesn't matter to them whether they eat or not.

There was a sudden silence in the room, only the sound of rain outside and the sound of "bang bang" that never stopped, and the shadow of death hung over everyone's hearts.

A haggard man in his twenties suddenly crawled up to the food and shouted, "To die is to be a full ghost." ”

Uncle Niu said coldly: "You can't be a ghost if you want to, you can only become a zombie." ”

The man suddenly stopped, and then began to cry.

The fierce gaze flashed in Zhang Hu's eyes again, and he suddenly kicked the man's buttocks, and shouted loudly: "Cry a fart, get up for me, there are only five zombies, maybe there is still a way to survive if you fight, if you don't fight, there will be no chance." ”

"Fight?"

Uncle Niu sneered, continued to look at the heavy rain outside the window and said, "I'm afraid you want us to block the zombies for you, you can escape." ”

“… You ......"

Obviously, Uncle Niu was in his mind, Zhang Hu was annoyed and angry, and his face was blue and white.

"What nonsense are you talking about, where else is there to escape."

Uncle Niu ignored him, apparently ignoring the desperate proposal in the end.

The sound of hitting the cement bag seemed to be weakened, which gave Gu Xiang and Zhang Hu a glimmer of hope, could it be that after countless fruitless impacts, those zombies finally gave up?

Not good!

Gu Xiang was suddenly shocked, and his face was paler than a dead man.

Cement bags can't block the only gate at all.

As soon as the zombies scratch through the cement bag with their terrifying claws, and the cement in the bag spills, the defense line that was thought to be strong enough will become as fragile as paper, and they will all become prey for the zombies.

His fears soon became a reality.

The crashing sound of "bang bang" disappeared and became a sound of "poof" and "snort".

It was supposed to be the sound of claws popping through the cement bags, and several of them dried up at breakneck speed.

Gu Xiang smiled miserably.

There is nothing left to think about, all that remains is to fight hard.

Last stand.

With both hands clenched on the shovel, he stared blandly at the more cement bags drying up.

"Poof"

A claw with five fingers and sharp nails pierced through a cement bag, and the huge force actually knocked the cement bag away.

The dry cement powder flew up and fell heavily.

The line of defense is ineffective.

Gu Xiang didn't want to die at all, let alone become a mindless creature like a zombie, but now it seems that there really is no choice.

Zhang Hu, who didn't want to die even more than him, suddenly took a few steps back, grabbed the young man who was kneeling beside the food and was crying, and pushed it towards the cement bag defense line.

Since you can't get a response from other people, then take matters into your own hands and make these people cannon fodder.

The next one is Uncle Niu.

He continued to retreat and walked towards Uncle Niu, who had turned his head and was sneering at him.

Laugh at it, I don't want to die with you wretched.

He cursed secretly, his movements not slowing down in the slightest, and there was absolutely no pity in his eyes.

Except for Gu Xiang, who turned his back to Zhang Hu, everyone else saw Zhang Hu's behavior, but no one had the heart to resist.

After seeing how powerful the zombies were, they had already given up struggling.

It's all death, there's no difference.

"Wave"

Another cement bag was pierced and blown away, and everyone's eyes were even darker.

The young man who was pushed by Zhang Hu to the cement bag defense line stumbled past Gu Xiang's side, making his flat eyes change.

"Stop, Zhang Hu."

Then a roar blurted out, and when he saw the appearance of the young man, he understood that he was pushed out, and only Zhang Hu had the ability to do so.

Zhang Hu didn't stop because of this sentence.

Another voice came from outside.

"Three, seven."

"Six."

"One."

The same voice, speaking numbers they understood but didn't understand.

At least one thing is certain, though.

There are people out there.

Gu Xiang stared dumbly at the cement bag defense line that had begun to loosen, but was still tightly blocked, and his hands holding the shovel relaxed.

Zhang Hu's hand stayed on the top of Uncle Niu's head, and he didn't continue the next movement, staring at the cement powder that was still falling with some disbelief.

Uncle Niu's gloomy, godless eyes flickered with a hint of surprise.

Then he made another gesture to reach for his pocket, still not touching the cigarette, but this time he did not let down his rough hands in disappointment.

I squeezed my shriveled pockets nervously.

Everyone looked in the same direction, expecting a miracle.

The strength seemed to come back to them.

It was able to support them to stand up slowly, although their legs and feet were still a little shaky, but no one could stand unsteadily.

Until there is hope, no one wants to end up in a bubble.

That alone was enough for them not to fall.

Including the young man who had been pushed in front of the cement bag line, who had been crying in despair a few seconds earlier.

No one made a sound.

I'm afraid that any sound will affect their ability to hear the outside clearly.

They don't believe in God and may not even know who God is.

But they believe in the gods.

Now, they all think that the people outside are sent by the gods to save them, who are already desperate, and even to save the world.

The sound of a sharp golden blade breaking through the air sounded outside.

The "ho-ho" zombie screams became so ferocious that they had never heard them before, and everyone imagined the sound as a scream.

The screams of zombies when they die.

Even though they knew that it might not happen, they were still willing to deceive themselves in this way.

It's the way to keep their hopes from turning into a bubble.

The sound stopped abruptly.

Everyone's heartbeat almost stopped beating at this moment, but still no one made any sound, for fear that it was just a dream shatter.

No one knows how long this stillness will last.

"Poof"

A sound broke the silence that was close to silence.

A knife pierced through the cement bag and jumped into everyone's eyes, and the tip of Sen Leng's knife was only one centimeter away from the chest of the young man who was pushed by Zhang Hu to the defense line of the cement bag.

But the young people did not let out a cry of terror.

There was even a look of ecstasy on his face, which to him was a long knife that appeared in despair.

A long knife that pierces despair and brings hope.

The cement bag defense line collapsed with a bang.