Undead: 17.Chapter 17

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"Brother Rong," Sinan called in a low voice.

Four special forces lined up, arched with light hands and feet, and walked along the rails to the platform. Zhou Rong responded in a low voice at the front of the team: "What?"

"Why does Yan Hao..."

Si Nan was a little bit hard to speak, Zhou Rong stood on tiptoe and stuck his head. More than a dozen zombies wandered on the spacious platform, decayed very badly. Forty meters away, there was an elevator leading to the exit of the upper floor, which had been suspended.

Zhou Rong quickly calculated the distance and time, adjusted the assault|gun to single shot mode, aiming and gently said: "You saved everyone, and you saved Yan Hao's life on the roof of the mall..."

Swish a few silences|The device made a soft sound, and all the zombies near the elevator were shot and fell to the ground dull.

"He should be grateful to you." Zhou Rong lifted his assault|gun, waved his hand for safety, and jumped onto the platform first.

Several people passed by the platform like ghosts, straddling the zombies that died twice, and the wind rolled up the elevator.

The ticket inspector in uniform in front of the exit gate has turned into a zombie, with his back to the elevator, making a low ho-ho. A few people crossed it and looked out. Outside the gate was the station hall, crowded with hundreds of living dead, dangling aimlessly in the dark and spacious space.

The oxygen content is low and the air flow is impervious. The zombies have not found a few more living people here.

But there is no doubt that once found, this place will immediately become a **** field where the zombie mountain rushes towards the tsunami.

"I feel that Yan Hao still has a lot of affection for you, Brother Rong." Sinan clung to Zhou Rong's back, almost biting his ear while speaking, and asked, "How do you meet each other?"

Zhou Rong stared at the station hall intently, and did not notice the abnormality of the previous sentence: "I was transferred to 118, and the captain who died in their place has met everyone including Yan Hao. Fuck, why are there so many zombies here? ."

"Decentralized?"

"Hmm."

"What about it?"

Zhou Rong felt the warm air spray on his ears, his cheek muscles were a little tight unconsciously, and he asked, "When have you talked so much to Brother, Comrade Xiaosi? We are still far from the destination in West B The car is twenty minutes away, how can I go this way..."

"Let's talk," Sinan said.

"...I was in charge of guarding the state guest." Zhou Rong said helplessly: "Comrade Xiaosi, although I welcome you to get closer, but with the close attention of hundreds of zombie friends, brother is really bold. After going out, let’s find a place where no one is going to ensure that you have a good user experience..."

The zombies of the ticket inspector seemed to have discovered something, and slowly returned to the face of high sex.

In an instant, there was a crisp bang, and Sinan made a lightning strike, twisting the zombie's cervical spine 180 degrees.

"What experience?" Sinan asked the zombie while lying silently on the ground.

"..." Zhou Rong said sincerely: "Nothing."

"So why are we staying here," Sinan asked, "Can't you walk from above?"

Everyone swept their heads up. In the dark shadows above the underground space, several rows of thick cable ducts and ventilation ducts were intricately run through the station hall and extended far away.

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On the ceiling in a few minutes, Chuncao is the first, Sinan is the second, Zhou Rong is the third, and Zhang Yingjie is the fourth-the group is arranged according to body shape, squeezed in the narrow gap between the cable and the ventilation pipe, holding the wall creeping. go ahead.

Under them is an impenetrable hall. As long as one hand slips and falls, hundreds of unconscious zombies will be awakened instantly.

"Yingjie, you actually got fat," Zhou Rong gritted his teeth and crawled over a particularly narrow gap, grunting hard.

Zhang Yingjie was out of breath: "It's you who lost weight... Brother Rong... Hey--!"

Zhang Yingjie rubbed his head and his face was gray, and finally squeezed through the gap where the two cable ducts almost fit together.

"One hundred meters further ahead in this direction is a special fire-fighting lane. After arriving, I jumped down to the blasting safety gate. You will cover the fire." Chuncao tightly hugged the ventilation pipe and squirmed forward: "Everyone hold on again, the number of zombies ahead It is expected..."

Before speaking, Zhang Yingjie tried his best to move forward from the corner. He put his tactical bag on his back and rubbed the steel hoops on the ceiling to fix the cables. A sharp steel bar broke quietly to cut the left side of the bag.

The tactical bag tilted to the right|and hit the air duct under the body.

Huh—when—!

The impact was infinitely magnified by the hollow pipe, and the zombies collectively raised their heads, and then issued a hungry roar!

The forty-kilogram tactical bag was only hooked on the right shoulder. Gravity pulled Zhang Yingjie to the right and slipped off instantly.

Zhou Rong shouted: "Yingjie!"

With a snap, Zhou Rong grabbed Zhang Yingjie's backpack strap, and carried him with his equipment in the air with one hand!

Chuncao lost his voice: "Brother Rong!"

Fortunately, it was at a 90-degree corner, otherwise Zhou Rong would not be able to reach Zhang Yingjie behind him. At this moment, he would have been torn to pieces by hundreds of zombies swarming.

That's the case, the unimaginable falling force almost brought Zhou Rong out. At the critical moment, he gritted his teeth and hugged the vent pipe, and his feet were tightly twisted to the pipe, so that the fall was almost stopped.

Chuncao yelled: "Yingjie, hurry up! Climb up!"

The zombies in the hall hissed and stretched out their hands desperately. Zhang Yingjie hung in the air. His toes were only a few centimeters apart from the zombie’s nails. No matter how he went up, he couldn’t reach the ventilation duct, so he came down in cold sweat: "No...I can't do it, I..."

At this moment, there was a "stab—", which was extremely sharp in the screams of the zombies one after another, making everyone's nerves suddenly tightened:

Zhou Rong's field jacket could not withstand such a pulling force, and it cracked from his shoulders!

Zhang Yingjie roared: "Brother Rong, let me go!"

Zhou Rong clenched his teeth, his arms trembled violently.

"Hurry up, Brother Rong!" Zhang Yingjie watched Zhou Rong's body tilt down a bit, his eyes cracked: "Let me go!"

Si Nan raised his gun to aim, and shouted: "Jump!"

The eight/nine type heavy machine gun spit out angrily, and the bullets swept a circle of zombies flying around!

This is simply a fight for life. Several people jumped down from a high place at the same time, and when they landed, more zombies pounced on them, and they were stunned by the charge|guns of Zhou Rong and Zhang Yingjie!

"Run!" Sinan roared, and the second shuttle bullet traversed a hundred meters of space, smashing the fire exit safety door!

Four people ran wildly in the tide of zombies. Chuncao and Zhang Yingjie took the lead. At the back of the palace, Zhou Rong relied on firepower to suppress a **** muddy road, and the shells opened countless arcs of light like fireworks.

In the chaos, everyone felt the zombie body hit their front chest, limbs, and shoulders, but there was no time to check if they were bitten. They could only madly pouring bullets around. The rows of zombies just approached. Be beaten and fly backwards!

In just a hundred meters, he reached the end in the blink of an eye, and Sinan sternly shouted: "Get out of the way--"

Chuncao and Zhang Yingjie cooperated tacitly, and at the same time they turned sharply to the left and right, and the bullets shot out of the horizontal fan without stopping.

At the same time, Sinan Yituo 8|9 styles, the bullet belt is like a giant python flying in the sky, and the heavy fire force tore the tide of zombies in front of the security door!

Zhang Yingjie roared: "You go! I am behind!"

Sinan grabbed Zhou Rong's back collar and dragged him to Zhang Yingjie with force like iron tongs: "Don't be wordy, run!"

Zhou Rong staggered back and was pulled by Zhang Yingjie and Chuncao at the same time, and almost jumped out of the hall and rushed into the fire exit.

It took only two seconds from their sprint to the ground-but within these two seconds, a wave of zombies that had lost the suppression of firepower swarmed and swallowed the lonely palace in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Rong turned his head abruptly: "Si Nan!!!"

The roar was a bit heartbreaking. He broke free of the spring grass and ran back desperately!

Chuncao and Zhang Yingjie flew out at the same time and hugged him from behind.

At this moment, a burst of machine guns shook the sky suddenly, and the zombies in the hall flew in all directions at the same time, their skulls and limbs fell all over the sky, and a thin figure rose from the ground——

Si Nan stepped on almost all the zombies' heads. He carried fifty kilograms of equipment on his back, but he was lightning-fast with every vertical jump, and rushed into the safety gate instantly!

"What are you doing in a daze?!" Sinan roared, his face covered with zombie blood.

Zhou Rong was in a daze, and immediately rushed upstairs: "Don't let them catch up, run!"

The zombies in the hall were at a loss for a moment, and then they rediscovered their target, staggeringly chased into the safety gate, and launched a chase in the dark fire corridor.

There are six stairs connecting each floor of the refuge. The four people have a total of 200 kilograms of ordnance, but the speed of the upstairs can be called a 100-meter race, and the zombies with stiff knee joints are quickly thrown out far away.

Zhou Rong pulled out the electronic identification card from his chest pocket as he ran. He stopped and swiped it every time he passed the security door, but none of the doors could be swiped open. Chuncao was furious: "What's the matter, did the emergency power supply stop, or did the central computer fail?!"

"Insufficient power supply! All access controls are closed!" Zhang Yingjie shouted, turned around and fired, knocking the zombies behind him downstairs.

Si Nan squeezed Zhou Rong away and raised the crane gun to bang the door, but Zhou Rong grabbed the barrel of the gun with his bare hands: "Wait, there is a shuttle bus in the top plaza, come with me!"

They are now in the central transportation hub area. At least tens of thousands of people were crowded when the virus broke out. With all the light rails out of service, the possibility of killing the blood from these tens of thousands of zombies and reaching West B is approaching Zero, must use transportation.

Zhou Rong rushed upstairs first, and at the moment he settled down, suddenly there was a loud noise above his head—Boom!

The ground shook and the mountains shook, the wall dust fell, and there was another closer—Boom! !

Zhang Yingjie's feet staggered, and a bullet swept up to the ceiling diagonally.

Si Nan and Chuncao both stood still. At this moment, Zhou Rong was seen as a giant bird in the sky, grabbing the upper escalator and jumping down.

When he landed, he didn't even beat him, got up and wrapped Sinan, and rushed downstairs: "All turn back!!"

Chuncao: "What's the matter?!"

Zhou Rong: "Orangutan!!!"

The wild beast's roar almost rang against their heads.

The upper stairs were torn apart, and four special soldiers were covered with cement fragments. In the green background of the night vision goggles, a three-meter-high zombie gorilla poked its head out of the darkness, with blood dripping in its fangs, turning its turbid eyes, and staring straight at them.