Zombie Crisis Doomsday

When Zhang Yu and others were completely invisible, and their footprints were completely invisible, Wang Guowei panicked and closed all the doors and windows tightly, leaving no gaps exposed. To be precise, not even an ant could get through.

Then, he huddled in his seat and shivered, not daring to look at the scene outside the car.

This look, this expression, is completely different from the awesome look he had before, where he was eager to kill thousands of zombies together. His current look is like the look of a defeated rooster after being castrated.

He huddled in his seat and made whining sounds from time to time. He had not forgotten the current predicament he was in. You know, the zombies nearby were as dense as ants...

At this time, dozens of zombies slowly came over, and when they arrived in front of the car, they suddenly started beating the car wildly, even squeezing their heads against the window glass, and yelled at Wang Guowei with their twisted, rotten faces.

, their hands and their teeth are tearing at this glass plate, eager to tear it all into pieces at once.

"Ouch!" the zombies yelled crazily.

"Oh my god, I'm not afraid of you guys!" Wang Guowei squatted on his seat and shouted at the top of his lungs.

The zombies were screaming, and Uncle Wang, who was huddled in the car, was also yelling crazily. An expression similar to constipation appeared on his face, and it became full of wrinkles at that moment. Uncle Wang used this struggle.

His expression spoke of his timidity.

The zombies outside the car became even more crazy, and their number gradually increased. At this time, there were about five or six hundred zombies surrounding the car. It could be said to be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​​​zombies. Just the countless ones waving wildly

Withered arms and arms are enough to make one's face turn pale and his hands and feet become weak from fear.

With the crazy beating of the guys outside the car, palm prints were indeed raised on the inside of the car. These prints are still rising, and the highest mark even reaches about three centimeters. It is vaguely visible.

During the period, this bump is still slowly rising, and there may be signs of cracking.

At that time, there will be countless dry arms stretching out from the gap crazily, and then tearing him into pieces.

These sudden bumps startled Uncle Wang. When he thought of such a scene, he immediately screamed in fright.

He was originally like this, he was just an ordinary truck driver, the lowest level of the ordinary small group: timid, cowardly, greedy and fearful, and sometimes even likes to take advantage of small things. This is the most typical low-class rural person.

Considering the psychology of the citizens, this is their original character.

He didn't want to stay here. He didn't want to carry out the plan to rescue the survivors, not even once. Who would live and die in a place full of zombies? He even thought about driving away alone every time, and then

Feed the survivors who came with you to the zombies.

It's a pity that every time, he can't be so cruel, and every time he will risk his life to save these people.

Even this time, when he saw countless zombies outside, he thought so. He knew that there was really no way to survive this time, but thinking of Zhang Yu's boldness when he took a knife to slice his wrist, he couldn't help but feel sad.

His face was moved, and he couldn't help but be touched by it, burying the dark psychology in his heart deeply...

Maybe, he was already touched by this little action at that time, otherwise, he wouldn't have stopped Zhang Yu from continuing the bloodletting. Instead, he would have released a large amount of his own blood. You know, it would take more than a month to produce two hundred milliliters of blood.

To make up for it, this is not a small amount.

This is the psychology of people from the lower class. Although they are usually timid and fearful, and even a little insidious, once something big happens, their sense of justice in their hearts will slowly ignite, and just a small thing can touch them.

, even risking his own life to accomplish this thing.

For the sake of the survivors he wanted to save, he just stayed in the car and acted as a driver for a while. Is there anything wrong with that?

"Ah! I will fight with you!"

When he thought of this, he immediately stood up and shouted, pulled down a car window, drew out his bayonet and stabbed the zombies outside wildly.

The bayonet pierced the head of a zombie with a swishing sound, and in an instant, a mixture of red and white slurry was ejected from its head. The slurry followed the shining bayonet and sprayed onto him with a hissing sound.

On his face, these are just ordinary liquids to Zhang Yu and others, but to him they are...

He only had the courage to stab the bayonet out with the bravery in his heart. Only then did he have the courage to stab the bayonet into the zombie's head. It was just an impulsive act when the blood rushed to his forehead.

Once this passion drops, that bravery will turn into guilt and self-blame and bloom in his heart. He can only keep hypnotizing himself, and can only say that he wants to kill all the zombies... In fact, all this is just for the sake of killing all the zombies.

Just cover up your guilt.

When there are people around, this unusual sinful feeling is not very obvious, but once there is no one around and everything is silent, the endless sins and endless fears deeply linger in my heart again, as if they have been dispersed.

The lingering haze occupies a place in that small spiritual space.

"Ah ah ah, you guys just go to hell!"

Wang Guowei shouted crazily, clutching the handle of the bayonet with both hands, and stabbed wildly at the zombies outside. Green blood vessels even bulged on his wrist, like a flash of blood in the sky.

As ferocious as lightning.

"God, Buddha, there are still five minutes left, let me hold on!"

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As soon as the three of them stepped onto this staircase, no, or rather just stepped onto the steps of this teaching building and entered the stairwell, the rotten and slightly acidic smell of blood that filled the air was like it had been spread on the cabinet for a long time.

When the dust was suddenly blown off one day, it flew into everyone's noses with the flow of air.

That kind of extremely strong smell can definitely stun a dog alive.

This is the first floor. There are no zombies, but there are still some rotten limbs and pieces of meat.

The three of them are not disgusted with these things because they have seen them many times. They are just disgusted with the strong smell of blood on the first floor. So what will happen as you go up?

It's hard to imagine what kind of disgusting smell there would be on the floors above.

The three of them climbed up to the second floor. Just like the same floor, there were no zombies on this floor, but a large number of mutilated limbs and minced meat had appeared. Those things had begun to turn black, and the rotting intestines were even surrounded by flies.

It was buzzing and flying, and from time to time you could see some small white insects crawling on the rotten minced meat.

Everyone suppressed their nausea and continued to climb up.

On the third floor, zombies appeared, but only a few unlucky ones were wandering around. However, the rotten smell in the corridors on this floor was stronger than downstairs.

If... you want to use the smelly smell to describe the current atmosphere, you can definitely describe it as light. Only by being there can you experience that kind of atmosphere, the kind of feeling that you want to vomit but don't want to vomit, but you still have to pretend to vomit.

The shape and the double contradictory feeling can definitely make you feel worse than death in such a space.

Being tortured forever...

The three of them shot and killed these unlucky guys, and then continued to climb towards the fourth floor. Halfway up the stairs, Zhang Yu suddenly reminded him softly, "According to what I said before, you two are responsible for attracting the people."

I will attract the zombies on the fourth and fifth floors, including the zombies on the sixth floor. After leading the zombies out of the teaching building, we will help these survivors find a safe protective zone."

The two looked at Zhang Yu and nodded, but at this time, the three of them had already reached the corridor on the fourth floor.

They looked towards the east corridor and saw zombies as Zhang Yu said. They saw fifty or sixty zombies surrounding the east corridor. They didn't know what they were doing, but from the perspective of the three of them,

I could only see these guys rushing towards the east aisle, as if something was attracting them.

The three of them didn't have any objections, because in this case, they were the ones who benefited. The zombies all crowded into the east corridor, wouldn't it mean that the west corridor was empty?

Yang Zhenning waved his hands to the two of them, indicating to them that he would attract all these zombies.

The other two people nodded, and then continued to climb to the fifth floor. Yang Zhenning also started preparations to attract zombies at this time.

The two climbed to the fifth floor, and on the fifth floor, there were hundreds more zombies on this floor than on the fourth floor. Their number seemed densely packed, and they looked extremely spectacular in this narrow corridor.

But like the zombies on the fourth floor, they all gathered in the east corridor. When the two looked at it, they seemed to be waving their arms out of thin air. There... seemed to be something attracting them.

There is no other zombie attractor on this floor except Wang Che. Although this bodyguard with a militia background had some disagreements with Zhang Yu when he first met him, he admired him so much at this time.

, he could vaguely feel the subtlety of this plan.

If it were him, it would be absolutely impossible for him to come up with such a plan to break the deadlock.

He waved his hand at Zhang Yu, and then began to attract zombies and prepare props. Zhang Yu did not pretend to be coquettish, said "Come on" and hurriedly climbed to the sixth floor.

This is the last floor of this teaching building. There are still dozens of survivors on this floor. No matter what, they must be saved.