doomsday escape

"We're here," Li Jingou said softly. Wang He groped his way to him and lightly knocked on the wall. It was indeed hollow, probably made of gypsum board or something like that.

Li Jingou picked up the Corpse Claw sword and cut a small opening like tofu. Li Jingou looked at it for a while and nodded habitually. Unfortunately, Wang He could not see anything in the dark environment. He waited for a long time.

Finally I couldn't help but asked softly: "Are there any zombies?"

"No."

"Why didn't you tell me earlier..."

"..."

"Aren't you fucking nodding again?" Wang He was furious. This was the most annoying thing about Li Jingou. He had a precious mouth, but he couldn't bear to open his mouth, which would drive people to death.

Anger returned to anger, urgency returned to urgency. It was not appropriate to have a quarrel in this environment. Wang He took a dagger and cut a passage as if to vent his anger.

The construction of this section is perfunctory enough, with light steel keels forming a frame, woodworking boards screwed with self-tapping screws, and structural glue used to glue the gypsum boards on the outside.

A single stroke with the Corpse Claw Sword is as easy as cutting paper with a utility knife. The difficulty is that it is in the dark and cannot see anything. I am afraid that if it cuts the keel, the partition will collapse. The movement will be huge.

Wang He was groping for the hole as big as a washbasin when he heard Li Jingou say from the other side of the hole: "There is a door on the left..."

Wang He's lungs were almost bursting with anger. He resisted the urge to stab him to death with his sword, groped for the door, took his companions through, and did not forget to use newspapers to plug the hole.

"Pa" a beam of light illuminated the dark parking lot. Li Jingou stood on the roof of a car, scanning the dark space around him. This bold move showed that there must be no zombies here.

Wang He was furious and was about to have a good talk with Li Jingou, but someone grabbed his sleeve. When he turned around, Wu Ting put her ear to his ear and whispered.

"Were you very nervous in the dark just now? I was following behind and could hear your heavy breathing. If Maomao hadn't deliberately provoked you, I guess your breathing could have attracted the zombies."

Wang He was stunned for a moment. Indeed, he was groping in the darkness like a blind man just now, and his heartbeat almost jumped out of his mouth. After being tossed by Li Jingou, his tense nerves relaxed a lot.

Did this guy deliberately distract me? Wang He looked at Li Jingou standing on the roof of the car with some gratitude. The next second he saw Li Jingou glance at him and chuckle slightly sarcastically.

one time.

"MD, this guy is just showing off that he has night vision..." Wang He was almost so angry that his eyes glowed red.

"Brother Wang, something is wrong with this place..." After confirming that there were no zombies, Chen Hu fulfilled his role perfectly, leading the soldiers to collect various supplies and report the information they had. This was specially given to Wang He.

their tasks.

"We found that most of the vehicles were empty, with nothing useful at all, and...we found many zombies and human corpses in front. The wounds of the zombies were all on the head. In addition to the wounds left by the zombies, humans also had wounds on their heads.

Fatal injury..."

"Are there survivors?"

Wang He's first reaction was that there were survivors hidden here. Wu Ting had the same idea as him. Li Jingou left the flashlight behind without saying a word. His figure flashed and disappeared, while Wang He and Wu Ting went.

Investigate the body.

In the elevators and stairwells of the parking lot, there were at least fifty corpses lying densely packed, including about ten human ones, two

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The warriors are on guard here with short spears.

Wang He stepped forward and took a look, and found that they were all killed by cold weapons.

Chen Hu came back to report at this time that the road from the third floor to the second floor was blocked by a large number of cars and debris, and there were also many human and zombie corpses. So far, no survivors have been found.

The person must be on the third floor. All the entrances and exits to the second floor are blocked. All the zombies on the third floor have been cleared. It is impossible for people to run up there. There must be something hidden here that they have not found.

space.

Wang He thought for a moment and said to Chen Hu: "You work in pairs and search as carefully as possible. We will meet here in 5 minutes. If you can't find it, forget it. We don't have enough time."

"Yes!" Chen Hu left with a soldier, while Wu Ting led another soldier in the opposite direction. Wang He was left behind to collect water bottles to fill the remaining gasoline in these ownerless cars.

They are now severely lacking in weapons. They only have a few corpse claw swords, a bow and a crossbow. The only thing they can collect in large quantities and make into weapons is gasoline.

Wang He first dragged a few zombie corpses to use as fuel, poured gasoline on them and lit them as bonfires. Then he pulled out the trash cans among the dead and prepared to collect some bottles and cans.

As soon as I pulled the trash can out a little, I found several dark corpses in the pile of corpses. When I pulled them out, I saw that they were the corpses of three "niggers".

There were no external injuries on the body, only the inside of the mouth was torn and several teeth were broken.

You must know that Wang He's arrows made of black ghost teeth can easily penetrate the bone shields of high-level zombies, and also shoot through the heads protected by the bone shields. They are so hard that the ghost teeth are broken. I don't know.

How to do it.

From the looks of it, the nigger died because the inside of his mouth was destroyed by some kind of weapon and his cervical spine was injured.

There was no damage to the relatively soft areas such as the cheeks and parotid glands. The control of damage alone was beyond the capabilities of ordinary people and weapons.

What's even more strange is that the skin, flesh and blood show no traces of burns or corrosion, and there is no residual smell of gunpowder or other chemicals.

"How is this done?" Wang He looked at the messy corpses cut up by his corpse claw sword and was puzzled. Obviously this was beyond the scope of his cognition.

This person has such terrifying methods. If he wants to harm them, it is impossible to prevent them. However, in this end of the world when everyone is in danger, how can there be a way out if we don't unite?

Wang He put this matter aside for the time being. No one knew where he was, so it was useless to think about it so much. The most important thing was to hurry up and leave here.

I tried my best to collect some gasoline, but no one else came back. I promised 5 minutes, but 20 minutes have passed, and the walkie-talkie can't contact anyone.

Wang He had no patience to wait any longer, so he picked up his luggage and walked in the direction Wu Ting was exploring.

He had just left, but he didn't notice that in the ventilation duct above his head, there was a pair of shining blue eyes staring at him. As his figure walked further and further away, the owner of the eyes slowly raised a finger and pointed it at

on the back of his head.

Wang He was looking for his companions in the darkness with a flashlight when he suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck. The past few days of fighting made him roll to the side instinctively.

"Pocket!" There was a tiny explosion, like a finger poking hard on the taut plastic film, it was very small.

An invisible mass, in his

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There was an explosion in front of the original location, and a fist-sized hole was immediately broken into the hood of a car. The power was so huge.

What was it? Wang He broke out in a cold sweat. If it hit his head, his brain would have burst. He didn't dare to stay where he was. He dodged left and rolled right and hid behind a car.

Judging from the angle of the explosion, the opponent must have been at a high place, otherwise it would have been the wall behind the car that was blown up, not the hood.

What is there at high places? Apart from various electrical conduits and fire hoses, the only thing that can hide people is the ventilation ducts.

Wang He did not dare to stick his head out, but took out his mobile phone, turned on the flash, raised it over the front of the car, and took several photos in the dark place.

"Park!" A small hole burst out in the front of the car. If Wang He hadn't closed it quickly, his cell phone would have been blown away.

Opening the photo, although the photo taken by the mobile phone is a bit blurry, you can clearly see that there is a person lying in the ventilation duct 10 meters away, a woman, pointing here with her finger.

It seems that she is the real culprit in this explosion.

Although there are no zombies here, there are a large number of zombies roaring next door, and thick smoke from burning corpses has drifted here through various gaps.

Wang He didn't dare to shout for fear of attracting the zombies next door, so he could only lower his voice and said: "We don't mean any harm. There is a fire next door. We are passing by to escape, so it's convenient..."

I don’t know if I was too far away to hear him, but the other party didn’t respond or make any move.

Wang He gritted his teeth, kicked his feet hard, and slid out from the side of the car. He rolled and hid behind another car.

He repeated the same words again, but there was still no answer. He simply stopped talking and slowly approached the opponent under the cover of the car while dodging left and right.

The woman didn't wait any longer, she only heard "BoBoBoBo..." and a series of explosions. When she finally got close to four or five meters away, Wang He was hit on the shoulder. She just passed by, and there was a blast on her shoulder.

A piece of flesh and blood, even the bones were visible.

"asshole!"

Wang He was furious in an instant. He really thought that he was made of flour. He could be as round as he wanted and flat as he wanted, and he could be kneaded by you. Didn't he lose his temper?

He took off his backpack, pulled out a piece of cloth, dipped it in gasoline, lit it and threw it out. The other party obviously knew what he meant, and blew up the cloth with a finger.

But at that moment Wang He had already memorized the position, pushed his bow and nocked an arrow, and with one leap, the carbon hunting arrow pointed directly at the opening of the ventilation duct.

"Bump!" Accompanied by the sound of the arrow hitting the iron sheet, a woman exclaimed. Without hesitation, Wang He pulled off another piece of cloth, tied it to the arrow, dipped it in gasoline and lit it, and shot the arrow towards the person who screamed.

Shoot somewhere.

"Plop~" The rocket was nailed to the ventilation duct like a torch, and the people in the ventilation duct had already turned over and fell to the ground to avoid it.

His right arm was drooped, and there was a black arrow stuck in his forearm. He was sitting on his knees on the ground. His left index finger was still pointing at Wang He, but he did not launch an attack because Wang He also raised his bow and aimed a carbon arrow at it.

Hold her.

"I told you, I'm just passing by. There's a fire next door. Are you a zombie? Can't you understand human speech?"

"Put down your bow and arrows..."

A voice suddenly appeared not far from the two of them. A middle-aged man of medium stature but very strong came out of the darkness, pointing a pistol at Wang He's head.

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