"Brother Rong," Sinan called in a low voice.
Four special forces soldiers lined up in a row, bent their bodies and walked quietly along the tracks to the platform. Zhou Rong at the front of the team whispered back, "What's wrong?"
"Why did Yan Hao …"
Sinan didn't know what to say, so Zhou Rong stood on tiptoe and poked his head out. There were more than a dozen zombies wandering on the spacious platform, and they were very rotten. Forty meters away, there was an elevator leading to the exit on the upper level, but it was out of service.
Zhou Rong quickly calculated the distance and time, adjusted the submachine gun to single-shot mode, and said softly while aiming, "You saved everyone, and also saved Yan Hao's life on the rooftop of the shopping mall …"
With a few whooshing sounds of silencers, the zombies near the elevator were all shot and fell to the ground.
"He should be grateful to you." Zhou Rongyi raised his submachine gun, waved his hand to indicate that it was safe, and took the lead to jump onto the platform.
Several people swept across the platform like ghosts, stepping over zombies that had died twice, and swept into the elevator like the wind.
The uniformed ticket inspector in front of the exit gate had turned into a zombie, and with his back to the elevator, he made a low rumbling sound. The few of them looked past it. Outside the gate was the main hall of the train station. Hundreds of living dead were crammed into the hall, wandering aimlessly in the dim and spacious space.
The oxygen level was low, and the airflow was blocked, so the zombies hadn't found out that there were more living people here.
But there was no doubt that once they found out, this place would immediately become a hell field for zombies.
"I feel that Yan Hao still has a lot of feelings for you, Brother Rong." Sinan clung to Zhou Rong's back, almost biting his ear as she spoke. While observing the surrounding environment, she asked, "How did you know each other?"
Zhou Rong stared at the station hall with full attention, and didn't notice the abnormality of the previous sentence, "I was sent to 118 to replace their captain who died in the line of duty, and I met everyone including Yan Hao. Fuck, why are there so many zombies here? "
"Sent?"
"Yes."
"What about the original?"
Zhou Rong felt the warm breath on his ear, and his cheek muscles unconsciously tensed up. He asked, "Since when did you talk so much to me, Comrade Xiao Si? We're 20 minutes away from our destination in West District B. How are we going to get there? "
"Let's talk," Sinan said.
"… I was originally Guan Guobin's bodyguard." Zhou Rong said helplessly, "Comrade Xiao Si, although I welcome you to come closer, I don't have the guts to do it under the watchful eyes of hundreds of zombie friends. Why don't we find a place with no one around after we go out? I guarantee that you'll have a very good user experience … "
The ticket inspector zombie seemed to have noticed something and slowly turned its highly corrupted face around.
In an instant, with a crisp crack, Si Nan moved as fast as lightning and twisted the zombie's neck by 180 degrees.
"What kind of experience?" Sinan asked casually while holding the zombie's body and making it lie on the ground silently.
"…" Zhou Rong said sincerely, "Nothing."
"So why do we have to stay here," Sinan asked, "Can't we go from the top?"
Everyone looked up. In the heavy shadows above the underground space, there were several rows of thick cable pipes and ventilation pipes. They passed through the station hall and extended into the distance.
A few minutes later, on the ceiling, Spring Grass was first, Sinan second, Zhou Rong third, and Zhang Yingjie fourth. The group was arranged according to their body size, squeezed in the narrow gap between the cable and ventilation pipes, and crawled forward while hugging the pipe wall.
Below them was an impenetrable hall. If one of their hands slipped and fell down, hundreds of unconscious zombies would instantly wake up.
"Yingjie, you actually gained weight," Zhou Rong clenched his teeth and crawled through a particularly narrow gap.
Zhang Yingjie was out of breath, "It's you who lost weight … Brother Rong … Eh —!"
Zhang Yingjie's face was covered with dust. Finally, he squeezed through the gap between the two cable pipes.
"100 meters in this direction is the fire escape. When we arrive, I'll jump down and blow up the safety door. You guys cover me with fire." Spring Grass hugged the ventilation pipe tightly and wriggled forward, "Everyone hold on, the number of zombies ahead is estimated to be …"
Before she finished, Zhang Yingjie tried to move forward at the corner. The tactical bag on his back rubbed against the steel hoop that fixed the cable on the ceiling, and a sharp steel fracture quietly cut off the left side of the bag.
The tactical bag tilted to the right and hit the ventilation pipe below him.
"Bang! Bang!"
The impact was infinitely magnified by the hollow pipe. The zombies collectively raised their heads and then issued a hungry roar.
The 40kg tactical bag was only hooked on the right shoulder. The gravity pulled Zhang Yingjie to the right and he instantly slid down.
Zhou Rong shouted, "Yingjie!"
Zhou Rong grabbed Zhang Yingjie's backpack strap and lifted him and his equipment in the air with one hand.
Spring Grass lost her voice, "Brother Rong!"
Fortunately, this was 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.
Even so, the unimaginable falling force almost brought Zhou Rong down. At the critical moment, he clenched his teeth and hugged the ventilation pipe. His feet tightly wrapped around the pipe to stop the fall.
Spring Grass shouted, "Yingjie, quick! Climb up! "
The zombies in the hall were screaming and desperately reaching up. Zhang Yingjie's whole body was suspended in the air. His toes were only a few centimeters away from the zombies' fingernails. No matter how he climbed up, he could not reach the ventilation pipe. Cold sweat poured down, "No … I can't do it, I …"
At this moment, there was a particularly sharp sound in the midst of the zombies' screams. Everyone's nerves suddenly tightened.
Zhou Rong's field jacket could not withstand the pulling force. It tore from the shoulder and back.
Zhang Yingjie roared, "Brother Rong, let go of me!"
Zhou Rong clenched his teeth and did not let go. His arms trembled violently.
"Hurry up, Brother Rong!" Zhang Yingjie looked at Zhou Rong's body leaning down a little. His eyes almost cracked, "Let go of me!"
Sinan raised his gun and aimed. He shouted, "Jump —!"
The Type 89 heavy machine gun spewed fire. The bullets swept a circle of zombies away.
This was simply gambling with their lives. Several people jumped down at the same time from a high place. The moment they landed, more zombies rushed up. Zhou Rong and Zhang Yingjie's submachine guns shot their brains out.
"Run!" Sinan roared. The second magazine of bullets passed through a hundred meters of space and smashed the fire escape door into pieces.
The four of them ran wildly in the zombie tide. Chun Cao and Zhang Yingjie took the lead, and Zhou Rong brought up the rear. They relied on the suppressive fire to forcibly open up a bloody and muddy road. The bullet shells were like fireworks, drawing countless arcs of light.
Amidst the chaos, everyone felt the zombies colliding with their chests, limbs, and shoulders, but they had no time to check if they were bitten or not. They could only madly rain bullets around them, and the rows of zombies that came close to them were sent flying back!
In the blink of an eye, they reached the end of the short hundred meters. Sinan shouted, "Get out of the way —"
Chun Cao and Zhang Yingjie cooperated well. They turned left and right at the same time. The submachine gun bullets swept out horizontally.
At the same time, Sinan carried the Type 89. The bullet belt was like a flying python. The heavy firepower tore a hole in the tide of zombies in front of the fire escape door.
Zhang Yingjie roared, "You go! I'll bring up the rear! "
Sinan grabbed Zhou Rong's back collar and dragged him to Zhang Yingjie with the strength of an iron clamp.
Zhou Rong staggered back. He was pulled by Zhang Yingjie and Chun Cao at the same time. He almost jumped out of the hall and rushed into the fire escape.
From the time they rushed to the ground, it was only two seconds. But in these two seconds, the tide of zombies that had lost the suppressive fire swarmed up and swallowed the lonely Hall Master in the blink of an eye.
Zhou Rong suddenly turned back, "Sinan!!"
That roar was somewhat heart-wrenching. He broke free from Chun Cao and desperately ran back.
Chun Cao and Zhang Yingjie rushed out at the same time and hugged him from behind.
At this time, suddenly a series of machine gun shots were fired. The zombies in the hall flew in all directions at the same time. Heads and limbs fell from the sky. A thin figure rose from the ground.
Sinan almost stepped on the heads of all the zombies. He carried 50 kilograms of equipment on his back, but every leap was as fast as lightning. He rushed into the fire escape door in a flash.
"What are you waiting for?!" Sinan roared. His face was full of zombie blood.
Zhou Rongyi was stunned. He immediately ran upstairs, "Don't let them catch up. Run!"
The zombies in the hall were confused for a moment. Then they found their target again. They staggered into the fire escape door and started a chase in the dark fire escape.
There were six stairs connecting each floor of the shelter. The military equipment on the four people added up to 200 kilograms. But the speed of running upstairs was like a 100-meter race. They soon left the zombies with stiff knees far behind.
Zhou Rongyi ran while taking out the electronic identification card from his chest pocket. Every time he passed by the fire escape door, he stopped and swiped it. But none of the doors opened. Chun Cao was furious, "What happened? Did the emergency power stop? Or did the central computer malfunction?!"
"The power supply is not enough! All the doors are closed! "Zhang Yingjie shouted. He turned around and fired. The zombies behind him fell down the stairs.
Sinan squeezed Zhou Rongyi out of the way. He raised the crane gun and was about to shoot the door. But the gun barrel was grabbed by Zhou Rongyi, "Wait, there is a ferry on the top floor. Follow me!"
They were now in the center of the transportation hub. When the virus broke out, there were at least tens of thousands of people. Under the situation where all the light rail stopped running, the possibility of killing the zombies to reach the B district was close to zero. They had to rely on transportation.
Zhou Rongyi was the first to rush upstairs. Just as he stepped on the ground, there was a loud noise above his head. Boom!
The ground shook. Dust fell from the walls. There was another sound that was even closer. Boom!!
Zhang Yingjie's feet staggered, and a magazine of bullets instantly swept diagonally towards the ceiling.
Sinan and Chun Cao both stopped. At that moment, they saw Zhou Rongyi jump down the stairs like a giant bird.
He didn't even pause when he landed. He got up and wrapped Sinan up. Then he rushed downstairs, "Everyone, turn back!!"
Chun Cao, "What happened?!"
Zhou Rongyi, "Gorilla!!"
The wild beast's roar almost sounded above their heads.
The stairs on the top floor were torn apart. Cement fragments fell on the four special forces soldiers. In the green background of the night vision goggles, a three-meter-tall zombie gorilla poked its head out of the darkness. Its fangs were dripping blood. Its turbid eyes rolled and stared at them.
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