Zombie Crisis Doomsday

Swish swish swish.

After entering the building, Zhang Yu turned on the lights on the wall. In an instant, the lamps in the entire building lit up at the same time, and white lights poured out at the same time.

It shone on everyone. I don’t know what happened, but when these lights came on, a warm feeling appeared in everyone’s hearts.

Perhaps, at this time, only the familiar light can give people a warm feeling and make people forget the hell-like fear and the blood-colored nightmare of the abyss.

The place where Anjie and others were located was a standard government reception hall. Under the bright white light, several black leather sofas for receptions were messy on the floor. Documents and books were scattered on the floor.

The national emblem on the wall was also tilted to one side. The scene here looked like it had been looted by bandits, and it was extremely desolate.

There are two spiral staircases in this building leading to the upper floor. Below the national emblem is a counter. Books and documents on the counter are scattered all over the table. There is even a cup of unfinished coffee spilled on several documents.

, all kinds of scenes gave everyone in Anjie a sense of sadness and desolation.

On the floor, everyone's feet dragged a winding dark red bloodstain, starting from a room with the door ajar, extending zigzag into the living room, and ending at the last white marble tile at the end of the living room.

, it may still be extending outside, but it may have been washed away by the heavy rain and can no longer be seen.

Everyone's hearts were suddenly in suspense. Anjie didn't seem to believe that what he was seeing was real. He would rather believe that he was having a long and ridiculous nightmare.

"Let's search separately. Maybe there will be some survivors. I don't know for sure!"

Fang Xiaoyu spoke first. Although she didn't really believe the facts in front of her, she was sorry, all of this was true, and she could only tell the naked reality helplessly.

"Um!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. Although the pillar in their hearts fell, they also escaped the killer of death once. Living is their only belief, and the second is selfless rescue like the Virgin Mary. If they don't even return their lives,

Talking about rescue, but also talking about reporting these situations to government departments.

However, after all, we finally got here. Is it just because we saw that the living room was a little messy or had blood stains on it that we just patted our butts and left?

They can't handle this kind of thing. In their minds, the uncle soldiers are extremely powerful. In every major disaster, they were not at the forefront, and every time they retreated, in the minds of these teenagers, China's uncle soldiers just don't know how to do it.

The presence of withdrawal.

Even with this kind of zombie craze, how could they just back down?

An Jie and Zhang Yu were in charge of the rooms downstairs, while Xiao Yu and Zhang Peng were in charge of the rooms upstairs. After making up their mind, everyone moved in their respective directions in a tacit understanding.

"Squeak~"

"Squeak~"

A room was opened. This room was the room where the blood stains first extended. For some reason, the iron door made a sound like a cat's claws rubbing against the glass, which irritated An Jie and Zhang Yuer.

People got goosebumps all over their bodies. After entering, they quickly closed the door. Unexpectedly, they made that heart-shaking sound again, which made the two of them get goosebumps all over their bodies.

The last point where the blood stain extended was on a floor tile in front of a large iron cabinet. This floor tile was also sprayed with large pieces of blood. The blood stains seemed to be sprayed out directly, not a whole large piece.

There are regular patterns, and some parts seem to have traces of being cut off.

Messy, ferocious, struggling...

On the other side of the room, near the corner, there was a hideous bloodstain as big as the palm of your hand on the floor. Drop by drop, it sprinkled on the marble tiles, which extended from this large bloodstain to that

side.

This room is a bit simpler than the living room. There are only a few scattered sports and fitness equipment or equipment. The rest are two tables, a chair and two large iron cabinets. I don’t know what’s in the cabinet yet.

What is placed is ten horizontally and ten vertically. Each row has ten small drawers, and each vertical column also has ten small drawers.

There are exactly two hundred drawers in the two large cabinets. The front of each drawer is marked with text, which seems to be a personal name. From left to right, it reads: Wu Wuwu, Liu Liuliu, Qi Qiqi, Ba Baba, Jiu Jiufen...

Zhang Yu didn't care much about these cabinets or drawers. He turned around and walked towards the two tables at the door, then sat on the chair in front of the table, and then opened the drawers in the table again. Everything seemed

It's so harmonious and natural, as if he is at home.

"On July 8th, Bai Chizhu borrowed a basketball and did not return it. According to the explanation, the ball was damaged. On July 9th, Zhou Wendong borrowed a volleyball and returned it. On July 10th..." Zhang Yu took a look from the drawer

He found a pamphlet, and then he started talking to himself.

After hearing this, Anjie didn't want to listen any more. He casually selected a small drawer from the big cabinet in front of him, stretched out his hand, and opened it.

"Well, it's locked, next one!"

Anjie scratched his head and chose the next small drawer, but the outcome was still the same, it was locked. However, this is natural. There is a name in front of the drawer. This is of course the placement of the most important things for the owner of this drawer.

If it is opened so easily, is this still a military garrison?

"Huh? It's open!"

The drawer in the third column and seventh row on the left hand side was opened by Anjie, almost easily, as if it was not locked, but in fact this drawer was not locked.

An Jie paid attention to the name of the person in front of the drawer. It seemed to be "Cao Nima". An Jie could still understand these three words, but it was a bit awkward to pronounce them... An Jie didn't really care about them anymore.

, his eyes have been attracted by the black gadget in the drawer.

"This...this is..." He reached in and took it out.

"Anjie, there are pistols in those drawers. Don't take them randomly!" Zhang Yu said with his head down while holding the booklet, and then slowly raised his head.

"ah!"

When he saw the black gadget in An Jie's hand, he almost screamed out in fright. His face was as pale as white flour, and his facial muscles were twisted like twists. He pointed at An Jie with trembling fingers for a long time.

I can't even utter a complete sentence.

"You...you...you...you!"

"Ah, this!" An Jie said as he pointed the small black pistol at Zhang Yu. The dark muzzle made Zhang Yu feel like he was standing in the abyss of hell.

"Idiot, don't point the gun at me!" Zhang Yu's face turned even paler, and he screamed again in fright.

"What are you afraid of? There are no bullets in this gun. It can't kill anyone." Anjie said with a smile. To confirm his statement, he flipped it several times in his hand.

"Idiot, even if there are no bullets installed, don't point your gun at others. This is very dangerous..."

"Bang!"

Before Zhang Yu could say the word "danger", a gunshot suddenly rang out. The sound came from the gun in An Jie's hand. What was even more thrilling was that a silver bullet came out of the barrel of the gun.

He ejaculated suddenly, then flew past Zhang Yu's ear with a swishing sound, and nailed to the wall behind him with a snapping sound.

"Mom...fuck! I...fuck!"

Zhang Yu was so frightened that his face turned blue, and he hesitated before saying these words. On the other hand, An Jie seemed to have nothing happened, and he was still looking at the gun in his hand, and from time to time he would

He let out a few sighs of admiration.

"This bastard!" Zhang Yu lowered his head and thought in horror.

Not long after, the worried voices of two ladies came from the door:

"Hey, boys, are you okay? We seem to have heard gunshots!"

"Anjie, are you okay? Open the door quickly!"

…

"Squeak~"

It was this goosebump-inducing sound again that made everyone present feel goosebumps. Accompanied by this sound, Zhang Yu opened the door with a livid face, as if he had done a lot to open the door.

A long ideological struggle.

"What are you doing? What's wrong with you?" He lowered his head and asked in a horrified voice.

"Oh, we heard the gunshots coming from below you upstairs, so we ran down to see if you were okay." Fang Xiaoyu said honestly.

"Bad boy, your wings are hard, aren't they! This lady cares about you. You have the ability, don't you?"

He grabbed Zhang Yu's ear, rubbed it hard, and then scolded him hard.

Not long after, Zhang Yu's ears turned red and purple.

"Wow, it hurts so much, bitch, you've got the guts!"

"Hehehe, you deserve it! Of course I have the guts!"

Classmate Xiaoyu was still obedient and pulled the two of them away from each other, and then said, "What are you doing down there? I hope you can explain it."

"Well, just look over there and you'll know." Zhang Yu sighed helplessly and pointed the topic at An Jie, who was in narcissism.

"Wow, that's a gun!"

"How did you get it?"

Zhang Peng seemed to be very interested, but Fang Xiaoyu took a big step back. Yes, as a normal Chinese woman, there is no reason not to be afraid when seeing firearms, especially in a country like China with strict firearms management.

When women see guns, they are like rats and cockroaches.

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