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Cheng Yong lay in the grass, covered with dense weeds. The little bug crawled in through the trouser tube, and the itchy sensation went straight into the heart. But he couldn't move. Behind him were five brothers, and the enemy was two meters away. He could hear footsteps clearly, they didn't know where they were, but they had sensed something was wrong, they were searching.

Suddenly, a cold barrel hit his head.

Cheng Yong was suddenly frightened awake and gasped for breath. But "...... ...... The sound of "......" continued. Xu Tianpeng touched the gun next to him and loaded it gently, "Wow!" ”

He reached out the door and could vaguely see that the hall was empty. The sound was still ahead, intermittent, and it sounded like the sound of gnawing, which was heard in the middle of the night, and it was chilling.

Cheng Yong quietly moved over and walked outside the room. This was their food pantry, and the voice was inside, and Cheng Yong could clearly hear the sound of gnawing on flesh and bones inside. He flashed in the doorway, and a shadow inside was crouching on the ground.

Cheng Yong raised his gun, pointed at the black shadow inside, and shouted in a low voice: "Who?" ”

"Ahh The dark shadow let out an exclamation, and then quickly covered its mouth.

"You don't sleep at night, what are you doing here?" Cheng Yong turned on the flashlight and saw Li Shanshan who was being arrested. She was pinching a chicken paw and had two empty packages thrown at her feet.

"Aren't I hungry? You scare me. ”

"You're the one that scared me." Cheng Yong put away the gun, turned around and went back to sleep.

The moment he turned around, he suddenly felt that something was not quite right. In the dark night, it seemed that someone was staring at him, which made people shiver. He flashed the flashlight at the glass wall next to him. This is something that he would never do in normal times, but at this moment, he subconsciously just wants to figure out what is staring at him outside.

A miserable white face, reflected on the glass wall, saw the light, it opened its mouth and roared, saliva dripping on the glass, and then hit the glass hard: Bang!

A flash of lightning suddenly crossed outside, and the moment it lit up, Cheng Yong saw a whole row of miserable white faces, all of which were attached to the glass wall, accompanied by a roaring thunder, the zombies began to hit the glass wall, bang! …… Bang! …… Bang! ……

"What's going on?" Xu Tianpeng heard the voice and ran out one after another.

"We're surrounded by zombies, get your weapons ready. Don't make too much noise. "But apparently there is not much point in not making a sound at this time, and the zombie crashing outside is getting louder and louder.

"Can this glass wall hold it?" Dongdong's palms began to break out in a cold sweat, and he remembered the night in the supermarket vividly.

"I don't know, I hope. Huzi, you go upstairs and see what's going on outside. Xu Tianpeng said.

Huzi's voice soon came from upstairs: "Come and see!" Huzi, who has always been bold, was full of panic in his voice.

Everyone ran upstairs and looked down through the glass. It was dark downstairs, and I couldn't see anything clearly. But that darkness, like the tide of the sea in the middle of the night, is constantly surging.

Suddenly, another flash of lightning streaked across the sky. Their expressions were dominated by horror.

The originally wide square downstairs is now crowded with people, densely packed, like maggots wriggling around the toilet in the field when I was a child. Not only the square below, but also the road next to the shelter, and even the distant places as far as the eye can see, are all densely packed with zombies. The Tinder Shelter is like a rocking boat in the zombie tide, stormy and stormy.

Everyone looked at each other, speechless for a long time, and their faces were a little pale.

"They shouldn't be able to get in, right?" Li Shanshan felt a little tightness in her throat, as if something was blocked there, making it difficult for people to breathe.

"Hopefully, the glass downstairs is sturdy." Cheng Yong comforted.

But then, as if in response to this question, there was a crisp "click-" from downstairs, which was the sound of tempered glass cracking.

"Go down! Go down! They're coming in! Cheng Yong took the lead and ran down the escalator, followed by everyone.

"Where is the glass shattering?" Everyone returned to the first floor and quickly picked up their weapons. Although they have not trained before, everyone usually looks very relaxed and natural, but it can be clearly seen that in fact, everyone is tightly tightened in their hearts, the weapons are in the easiest place in the room, the magazines in the guns are fully loaded, and even the spare magazines are within easy reach.

A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky again. The six of them had already stood in unison beside the cracked glass next to the main entrance of the vault, forming a semicircle, and in their hands were all spears, the tips of which were sharp and reflected the faint light. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and at this moment, they were like the patron saints of the human world.

The zombie slammed into the crack, the crack getting denser and denser, and finally, a small piece of glass fell, and an arm covered in blood came in. The rift continued to widen, and a horrible face came in.

Poof!

Cheng Yong's spear was handed out, and the tip of the spear pierced its throat, piercing through the back of its neck, and there was not even a splash of blood. The zombie fell limply, its arms and head still stuck in the hole. Then the whole piece of glass broke away from the frame and fell to the ground in one fell swoop, shattering into slag. Two zombies stepped over the corpse just now, and rushed in with their teeth and claws. Xu Tianpeng and Yuan Hang's spears stabbed out, one in the throat and the other into the eye socket. Two more bodies fell. More zombies began to pour in. All six men began to attack.

The corpses in the ruin were piled up more and more, and the blood of the zombies sprayed all over everyone's body, and they seemed to be the six Yamas from hell, constantly harvesting the zombies. The hilt of the spear in his hand began to slip gradually, but the zombies poured in endlessly. The circle of six people grew larger and larger, and it gradually began to be difficult to echo each other.

"Withdraw! Remove! Let's go to the second floor! Cheng Yong shouted loudly. Throwing down the spear, he took off the gun on his back and began to shoot, suppressing a wave of zombies rushing in, and the other five immediately turned around and ran to the nearest escalator.

Click......

The gun in Cheng Yong's hand ran out of bullets, and he turned around and ran in the direction of the five people in front of him. The breaches behind them, like bursting embankments, black figures poured in like a tidal wave and chased in their direction.

Cheng Yong ran to the entrance of the escalator, and as soon as he climbed up the stairs, a zombie rushed from behind and threw him down on the escalator at once. Cheng Yong turned around and put the gun in his hand around the zombie's neck. The zombie's teeth gurgled, saliva fell from its mouth, and a foul smell sprayed on Cheng Yong's face. Cheng Yong was about to push it away when another zombie pounced on him, pressed against him, and began to bite his chest. Then, the third and fourth pounced.