Zombie Crisis Doomsday

With a wry smile, Zhang Yu climbed up from the ground. In an instant, he felt the world was spinning. His head was not balanced for a moment, and he almost fell to the ground. He quickly held the corners of the wall with his hands.

It just calmed down.

In fact, after losing too much blood, he felt that it would be very bad to lie down like this, which would only make his body colder. Moreover, while he was lying on the floor, he heard bursts of footsteps.

The sound came from under his head, and he derived two important pieces of information from the footsteps:

One is that there are probably more than a hundred zombies climbing up from downstairs.

The second is that they are currently on the second floor. According to their current speed, it will take at least five minutes to reach the fifth floor.

Therefore, we can no longer be lazy, we must before they arrive... that is to say, we must block the stairway from the fifth floor to the sixth floor within these five minutes, otherwise, once they arrive,

When they come up, everything they have done before will be in vain, and with the current physical fitness, it is impossible to resist them, and everyone in this building may become food for the zombie army and transform into the zombie army.

One member.

In fact, the bomb only destroyed the stairway from the fifth floor to the sixth floor on the west side, but you could still go up to the fifth floor from the fourth floor. In other words, once the zombies came to the fifth floor from the teaching building on the west side,

Building, it is very likely that the direction will be changed, from the staircase aisle of the teaching building on the east side to the sixth floor.

So no matter what, he had no way out. He had to block this staircase passage, and he had to block it tightly, without leakage.

Zhang Yu limped into a classroom next to the corridor while holding on to the wall with his hands. This classroom was about fifty square meters in size. The desks and chairs inside were very messy, and even some were rotten and smelly.

There are about forty or fifty pairs of desks and chairs in this classroom.

Zhang Yu saw that the curtains dyed red and surrounded by a large group of flies were still fluttering in the wind. The sky outside the window no longer had the blue color of the past. What was left was just... a low pressure that was so gray and rotten that it made people breathless.

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Suddenly, lightning flashed across the sky again, and the booming sound was like the whisper of the ancient gods, echoing throughout the sky.

He used his only movable right hand to lift a table, carried it out with great difficulty, and then threw it downstairs.

After that, he was panting, his breath was like an old cow panting, and he was out of breath from exhaustion, but he still got into the classroom, took out another table, and threw it to the fourth floor again.

He knew that with his current physical condition, he would not be able to block the stairway leading to the sixth floor with tables in five minutes. Therefore, he could only block the fourth floor first to buy time, and then find a way to block that section.

The stairway is blocked.

Repeating this back and forth fifteen or six times, the staircase corridor on the fourth floor was tightly blocked. In fact, many zombies had already reached the fourth floor and even climbed up the stairs. But from time to time, he suddenly threw down a bench.

The unlucky zombies were repulsed again, not only with heavy casualties but also corpses spread on the steps of the stairs, leaving many zombies in a dilemma [nàn].

Seeing that the zombies couldn't come up, Zhang Yu finally breathed a sigh of relief. At this time, as soon as he relaxed, his whole body went soft, and he finally collapsed on the staircase corridor from exhaustion.

As soon as he relaxed his breath and put down the things in his hands, his eyes suddenly went black. Then, he lost all consciousness. Like an old withered tree that was in ruins, it was uprooted and fell to the ground when the strong wind blew.

on the ground.

Suddenly, there was only a muffled sound.

In this silent space, it seems particularly harsh.

Before falling to the ground, Zhang Yu's head was still looking at the corridor of the teaching building on the west side. He was always worried that there would be zombies climbing up there.

What he didn't know was that under the teaching building on the west side, there had not been a single living zombie since the explosion. Apart from the corpses that had been brutally blown to death scattered everywhere, there were only broken pieces of concrete that turned into black charcoal.

In fact, Zhang Yu's worries were unnecessary, because the stairway from the fourth floor to the fifth floor had long been blocked by huge concrete stones, with sharp fragments of steel bars attached to them.

Zombies can climb up from there.

Another flash of thunder suddenly flashed across the sky, and a deafening muffled sound resounded in the sky.

The world seems to be getting darker again...

Vaguely, Zhang Yu seemed to hear a few panicked cries:

"Hey, are you okay? Ah, your hand is bleeding, a lot of blood!"

"Wake up, wake up, you can't sleep here!"

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Zhang Yu felt that he was really going to die, because he was now in severe pain all over his body, especially his left arm, which was so painful that he could not bear to die. In the end, his left arm was so painful that he even lost it.

My senses were so painful that they were numb.

I don’t know if it’s because of his amazing physical fitness, or because he is favored by God and God is not willing to let this guy die. His left arm that had been unconscious actually regained consciousness and its temperature.

The pain and touch that came up confirmed his idea.

When his arm was hit by a huge rock, it was difficult for his left hand, including his fingers, to move freely. Then when he was moving the table, the left half of his body was even numb.

To use an idiom, it would be insensitive. His entire left half of his body seemed not to be a part of his own body. In fact, just the cold temperature alone made him look like a dead body.

Zhang Yu even naively thought, "The left half of my body may be dead, otherwise how could I not feel the touch?"

In fact, it was just caused by excessive blood loss, injuries caused by heavy objects, and slow blood circulation.

He may have understood this truth now, because the speed of blood circulation has been restored, and his left half of the body is also recovering. Among them, the touch sensation has been restored, and the soft touch from the left arm, er, no, from the left palm has been restored.

This fact was established.

(I don’t know what it is though...it just feels soft to the touch~).

(By the way, the pillow under my head is also quite soft and warm. I really want to be wrapped in this warmth forever. Ah, and there is this smell, just above my head. It smells so good and I like it~)

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(Wait, where is this?).

Zhang Yu's energy suddenly came back to life, and his originally scattered energy was all integrated into a line, a dot, and a very small dot.

He has not forgotten the current situation, because he heard that sound again. This time it was not the sound of footsteps, but the sound of crazy banging and thumping. This sound passed through the air and various media

The transmission reached his ears. There were also roaring sounds like violent waves. These roaring sounds were very dense, and more importantly... they were very close.

(Damn it, are those guys going to kill you? Damn it, I don’t want to sleep anymore, I want to wake up!).

He tried to open his eyes, but unfortunately the eyelids were as heavy as lead. After a few attempts, they only moved slightly. He knew that it might have just touched the eyelashes a few times, and it was far from opening the eyelids.

Woolen cloth.

His hands began to shake, and he tried to hold himself up. Only by moving his body could he open his heavy eyelids. He could never lie down leisurely on the soft ground and take a nap at this time, even if it was

Even for a while, you may die in the hands of those guys in this short period of time.

(So, do you want to die?).

Then just lie down, it's so soft here, what are you doing when you wake up?

(No, I will never die at this time, I don’t want to die!).

You don’t want to die? You’re already very tired, aren’t you? Why are you so tired? Why don’t you take a good rest for yourself?

(I don’t want to die, and I don’t want others to die, I just want to live!).

His whole body began to tremble. At this time, a childlike voice came to his ears, which seemed like a dream and yet seemed real, "Teacher, look, look, the policeman uncle has moved his hands."

"Ah, his body is so hot!"