doomsday escape

Chapter 19: Black Corpse

"Da da da da da..." The remaining two soldiers and Uncle He raised their guns and fired a wave of fire, but only killed two zombies that came out later. The high-level zombies just raised their arms and blocked the bullets.

Wang He had already shot an arrow, but it was blocked by the zombie bone shield. He casually hung the bow around Uncle He's neck and shouted: "Go quickly." He drew his long knife and rushed towards him.

Li Jingou rushed forward, jumped up, kicked off the wall, and actually ran a few steps forward on the wall. He landed just behind two ordinary zombies. Two military thorns in his hands stabbed out at the same time, killing the two zombies.

He collapsed to the ground without resistance.

Wu Ting and others pushed the stunned Uncle He and the two soldiers, and ran forward over the corpse.

At this time, the zombies downstairs had already rushed to the obstacle. The blocked fortification was dug out by Wang He and several people, but it was not blocked after that. Several ordinary zombies had already gotten through.

"Da da da..." gunshots rang out, and the zombies who had just climbed up to the fifth floor were shot in the head and fell to the ground. Before everyone could take a breath, there was a "crash" and the defenses collapsed completely. It turned out that several high-level zombies knocked down tables, chairs and benches, and rushed towards them.

Come up.

Wang He held the knife in one hand and rushed towards the high-level zombie. The zombie raised its claws to grab it. Wang He raised the knife to block it. Without stopping, he stepped out with his right foot and used it as an axis. He turned his body and rushed towards the zombie, holding the knife in both hands.

The handle of the knife was raised upward to protect the back with the blade. He stepped forward with his left foot and turned around to face the zombies.

The high-level zombie felt that he had just raised his hand to grab him, but somehow this person had come to his side. Before he could turn around, the Wanghe knife struck him down.

"Click" The high-level zombie's head fell to the ground.

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After all the bullets were fired from the three guns, several people were shocked and turned around to run back to the office.

"Boom~" A high-level corpse flew over and hit the group of corpses. A high-level zombie roared and was about to rush over.

"Chop~" A long knife whirled over and chopped on the head of the high-level zombie. The zombie knelt down and fell to the ground.

"Rush over, open the door and you will have a way to survive. If you turn back, you will have to wait for death."

Wang He pulled out the Scottish sword from behind, shouted loudly, passed several people, and rushed towards the zombies. The big sword in his hand swept through thousands of troops, and four or five zombies fell down. The life-threatening posture was shocking.

Everyone.

"Come on!" A delicate female voice sounded. Wu Ting held a short spear, jumped up, and pierced a zombie that was about to attack Wang He's back with one spear.

"Charge!" The three figures that followed also grabbed their weapons and rushed over.

Uncle He was stunned for a moment, watching several young people fight back with their lives. He gritted his teeth, threw away his pistol, pulled out Wang He's long knife from the corpse, and pulled Wang He's long bow hanging from his neck.

Okay, he turned to the two soldiers and said:

"Don't let the common people protect us soldiers, show some military courage." After that, he raised his sword and stepped forward.

The stairwell looks like a meat grinder, and everyone is the blade in the meat grinder.

In the narrow corridor, no enemy could be defeated with a single swing of the sword. A high-level zombie was chopped in half. The black leather coat was covered with flesh and blood. A piece of intestine was draped on Wang He's shoulder. The long sword was also dyed red and black, making it look like a zombie.

Killed the life-seeking demon in hell.

From time to time, others were behind him to make up for the fish that slipped through the net. Wu Ting and Li Jingou even stepped forward to fill in for the flaw he had revealed after swinging his sword. It was the first time that the three of them fought together, but it seemed like they had been fighting for many years.

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Old partners on the battlefield, with an indescribable tacit understanding.

Soon, the group of people fought their way out. Wang He kicked a zombie down the stairs, turned around and shouted: "Xiaoyan, light it and throw it to me. Uncle He, open the door."

The old man didn't care what he was lighting. He held the long knife upside down and ran to press the code under the cover of the two soldiers. Qin Yan quickly took out a Molotov cocktail from her backpack, lit the cloth and threw it towards the stairs.

"Boom boom..."

Four of them were thrown in a row, and the fire ignited all the zombies in the stairs. Alcohol and gasoline adhered to the zombies. The zombies, who could not feel pain or roll to extinguish the fire, were burned alive.

There were only a few high-level zombies, screaming and leaping up the stairs, but they were also chopped down one by one by Wang He's sword.

"Ding dong~" After entering the password, the stainless steel door on the east side was opened, and a soldier stepped in first.

"Be careful..." Uncle He stepped forward and tried to catch him, but it was already too late. A long claw with a bone shield pierced the warrior's chest.

"Let's go!"

Li Jingou dodged and entered the door. He raised his hands and strangled the zombie's shoulders from under its arms. He kicked the zombie's head from behind with both feet. His body drove the zombie to spin several times. He spread his feet and moved his hands.

With a break of his arm, he pushed the high-level zombie to the ground.

"Shield Guard Technique!" Uncle He's eyes lit up, he didn't expect that these civilians were really crouching tigers, hidden dragons.

"Pfft~" Wang He, the last one to come in, closed the door, turned around and stabbed the zombie Li Jingou was holding down with his sword. The door clicked and re-locked, finally blocking the swarming zombies.

"Uncle He, where is the way?"

"This is the archives room, and outside that door is the fire ladder." Uncle He pointed to the end of the corridor. There was an iron door at the end. There was a green sign hanging on the door, which said "Emergency Exits".

Character.

"I..." Wang He wanted to ask something else, but Uncle He stopped him and said, "I know what you want to ask. I will sue you when I get to a safe place. There is..."

Before he finished speaking, a two-meter-tall, pitch-black monster walked out of the open door of the archives room, followed by a small pitch-black monster.

The oval part that can be regarded as the head has no facial features except a crack, and a pair of long arms are almost touching the ground.

There are two flat spear-like things that should be on the wrists. The two monsters are like father and son, one big and one small, and they look exactly the same.

"What the hell is this?" Wang He raised his big sword and knew at a glance that the person coming was evil. Since the two monsters appeared, even the roaring zombies outside the door have become quieter.

"Be careful, these two guys are very powerful." Uncle He reminded from the side.

"Maomao, you are small, I am big, everyone else, rush over and protect Uncle He." Wang He also has selfish motives. The only clue now is this old man, so protecting him is naturally the primary goal.

"Jiejiejie..."

The cracks on the heads of the two "niggers" suddenly opened, revealing a pair of bloodshot fangs, but their expressions seemed to be "laughing".

"You're laughing at me, you idiot." Wang He said with a cruel look on his face, holding his sword horizontally and charging forward.

At the same time, Li Jin hooked his waist and ran out close to the ground. Judging from the speed, he was much faster than Wang He. He quickly surpassed Wang He and went straight to the little "nigger".

"Ding~" The little "nigger" blocked the military thrust with his left arm, and made a sound of gold and iron clashing, while his right arm stabbed straight like a spear.

I saw Li Jingou walking away against the wall

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, a kite turned over and came behind the little "nigger", stabbing out the military thorns with both hands.

"Ding ding ding ding ding ding..." Li Jingou struck dozens of times in one instant. Unexpectedly, the "nigger's" body was made of iron, and no part of it could be penetrated.

"Jie!!!" The little "nigger" became furious, turned around and stretched out his arms. Li Jingou jumped back and dodged one "gun". Another "gun" came one after another, so fast that he had no time to dodge.

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Li Jingou stepped on the wall with his feet in the air and jumped up high. Not only did he avoid the "gun", but he also jumped on the head of the little "nigger". When the little "nigger" raised his head, Li Jingou fell down in the air.

One stab, right in the nigger's mouth.

"Gah~" The little "nigger" squatted down and narrowly avoided it. Even so, his mouth was full of blood, and even his screams changed in pitch.

"In the mouth..."

As soon as Li Jingou landed on the ground, he shouted something, and then started fighting with the little "nigger" again.

The sword-dancing tigers on Wanghe's side were so powerful that even a monster like the big "nigger" had to use both "guns" at the same time to catch it. Even so, the big "nigger" was beaten back again and again.

Several people watching the battle were so shocked that they could not shut up, especially Uncle He, who had seen how these two "niggers" slaughtered the elite soldiers of the army. Now these two ordinary people were not only equally matched, but also had the upper hand.

He didn't know that Li Jingou might have some fighting skills, but Wang He didn't know any moves and relied entirely on instinct and body reflexes to fight.

"Go quickly, don't hinder them."

Wu Ting held down Uncle He's head, grabbed his collar and walked out. The poor old man was so pressed by the little girl that he couldn't lift his head, so he staggered to the emergency exit.

"Get out..." Wu Ting kicked the door open and led a few people out of the corridor.

"Bang!" The door was opened behind several people. Li Jingou accidentally kicked him out of the door by the little "nigger". The little "nigger" jumped out immediately and stepped on Li Jingou's shoulder.

There are "spears" in both hands, one left and one right, which are thrust downwards.

At the critical moment, a short spear was thrust out from the side. Wu Ting's face was expressionless and her expression was stern. The short spear in her hand was extremely fast and it penetrated the little "nigger"'s mouth with unusual precision.

"Gah bang~"

The "nigger" with his mouth full of blood was not stabbed to death by a spear. The sharp teeth in his mouth bit hard and the aluminum alloy spear handle was bitten off.

"Pfft!" Wu Ting did not retreat, but stabbed again, and the short handle without the spearhead penetrated the "nigger"'s mouth again.

"Gah~" The "nigger" was furious and swept with one arm. Wu Ting was too close and had no time to retreat. Seeing that the "gun head" was about to cut open her chest, Wu Ting took a big step forward.

"Boom" Wu Ting was hit by a black arm against the wall. She fainted instantly and blood flowed from the left side of her head.

"Pfft~" A samurai sword was thrust into the mouth of the "nigger" who was about to raise his "gun" to finish the blow. The nigger shook his body a few times and then became unresponsive.

Liu Jian looked pale and pulled out his samurai sword with force. Qin Yan stepped forward to help Wu Ting to check the injury, took out medicine to stop the bleeding and bandaged it. Another soldier stepped forward to carry Li Jingou on his back.

On Wang He's side, the unstructured swordsmanship made no progress, but forced the "black ghost" to retreat continuously. However, the "black ghost" took advantage of his unpreparedness to hang a few tricks on him.

Wang He became angry and struck fiercely with his sword. The "nigger" raised his two "guns" crossed to block him. Even so, he was struck by the sword and fell to one knee.

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