doomsday escape

Chapter 3: Escape

Wang He picked up a chair and smashed it against the glass, but the strong tempered glass didn't leave any mark at all. Instead, it hurt his hand. At this time, people's killing cries came from behind, and he was immediately killed in front of him.

The scene shocked me.

Under the leadership of the role model, the people who were driven to despair raised all the items they could find that could be used as weapons and launched a counterattack against the zombies. Wang He's blood was also aroused, and he grabbed a chair and joined the battle.

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He jumped up from his desk, knocked down a zombie hard, raised the chair and rushed forward. These zombies couldn't dodge or block, they would just charge forward stupidly, like humans.

When I threw away my fear, I unexpectedly found that these guys were surprisingly easy to deal with.

Wang He, who was tall and strong, quickly rushed to the front line, knocked a zombie down the stairs, and swung the chair, hitting zombies one after another.

Being knocked down by a chair may be a fatal blow to humans, but it does not have much effect on zombies. Only a small number of zombies did not stand up again after being knocked down. But with the help of this momentum, humans finally

He rushed to the first floor and rushed towards the street.

However, this short-lived unity did not last long. The people who rushed to the street quickly divided into several small groups and dispersed in all directions.

Wang He rushed to his store immediately. The motorcycle parked in front of the store was the key to his escape.

Perhaps after seeing Wang He's strength and bravery in the battle just now, Mr. Huang and the only remaining security guard felt very safe following him, and they also ran over.

But when they saw Wang He getting on his motorcycle and about to leave, the two of them suddenly seemed a little frustrated. Mr. Huang came up to him and begged him: "Brother, please take me away, I'll give you money..."

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Wang He was obviously very unwilling. Every extra minute of delay would reduce his hope of escape. How could he have time to run around with a stranger? At this critical moment of life and death, what use could money be? Seeing Mr. Huang's eager eyes, he

He refused directly, started his motorcycle and drove away.

There were more and more zombies, and after a period of time, many injured people also joined the ranks of the zombies, and the crowds fled in any direction, more or less followed by a group of zombies.

And these zombies seem to be particularly sensitive to sound. A scream or a collision will attract a group of zombies. The sound of Wang He's motorcycle even attracted a large group of zombies to follow closely behind.

The commercial street that used to be bustling and bustling is now as terrifying as purgatory. People who are too panicked to choose a way out and have no time to escape are scurrying around the street like headless flies.

Some rushed into houses to take shelter, and some rushed out of houses to escape. Most of them were running around in the middle of the street. This brought a lot of trouble to Wang He. Just avoiding these people made it difficult for the car to speed up.

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Without paying attention, a person running straight on the road suddenly changed lanes. Wang He was unable to dodge, and the car tilted and slid out. Fortunately, the speed was not fast. Wang He just rolled on the spot a few times and stood up immediately.

The zombies that had been chasing behind him pounced on him. Suddenly, he grabbed Wang He with one hand and ran into a clothing store on the roadside. He closed the door of the clothing store tightly and locked the U-shaped lock on the door.

Go up.

There were seven or eight zombies in the clothing store. Four or five people were fighting the zombies. Behind them, there were more people huddled in the corner, shivering.

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These people were obviously inexperienced. They used the legs of tables and chairs, steel pipes on shelves, and fire extinguishers to hit the zombies. The zombies were beaten back repeatedly, but they were never able to effectively kill the zombies.

A strong man rushed too far forward, and a zombie grabbed his arm. In just a few seconds, his arm was torn into pieces.

"Hit them on the head!"

Wang He, who had just come in, saw this situation and immediately opened his mouth to remind him that in the previous fight, he saw that all the zombies that could not get up after being knocked down were attacked on the head without exception.

Of course, just reminding them couldn't help these people. Wang He had already picked up a steel pipe and rushed forward, pointed it at the head of a zombie, and knocked it down hard.

One stick, two sticks, the steel pipe was already a little bent, but the zombie still did not fall to the ground. Other zombies had already bitten another person, and despair once again enveloped everyone's faces.

Wang He kicked the zombies down, pulled a shelf over, pushed it towards the zombies, and pushed several zombies against the wall. Everyone finally got a breather, but the shelf was too light after all, and the zombies easily knocked it away.

Wang He saw the only stainless steel table in the store at a glance, turned around and ran over, trying to push the table up and hit the zombies.

"Don't use the table, it's too heavy."

A crisp shout reminded Wang He that this was probably the owner of the clothing store, a pretty girl in her twenties.

"Use the bundles of clothing in the ground as a shield!"

The clothes in the store are put in a pile of more than ten pieces and tied up with ropes. The thickness and flexibility of more than ten pieces of clothing should be able to prevent some damage.

Wang He picked up a bundle of clothes and held it in front of him. The zombies pounced on it, grabbing and biting it. In the end, they failed to break through all the barriers of the cloth, and Wang He smashed his head with several sticks with all his strength.

The clothing "shield" was indeed effective. People rushed towards the zombies with bundles of clothing, and soon pushed several zombies against the wall. The weapons in their hands fiercely hit the zombies' heads, but people's attacks

It can't be fatal for a while.

"Puch."

A clothes-picking pole made of bamboo was inserted diagonally into the clothes-picking pole, and the sharp metal head on the clothes-picking pole pierced a zombie's eye fiercely.

The zombie twitched and then collapsed. After several consecutive stabs, the zombies were stabbed to death one by one. The girl pulled out the clothing pole with force and used it as a crutch in her hand until she was panting from exhaustion.

"Hurry up and put down the rolling shutter!" the girl shouted to the people near the door of the clothing store.

The roller shutter slowly lowered. Looking at the preyed human compatriots outside the glass door, they could only helplessly tighten the simple weapons in their hands and watch them being torn to pieces.

At this time, the locked tempered glass door was suddenly smashed with great force, and several zombies got in through the gap of the rolling shutter that was about to be closed. Wang He, with quick eyes and quick hands, grabbed a wooden leg of a bench and smashed it, killing them.

These zombies.

"Huh!" Throwing away the wooden stick, Wang He's legs went weak, and he just lay down on the floor, breathing heavily, and rushed out all the way, exhausting him.

This is a women's clothing store, and most of the people hiding here are women. The danger has been temporarily lifted. After many people relaxed, the first thing they did was cry, and then they called and sent messages.

Wang He also took out his phone and called his father, but there was always no answer, or the line was busy, the network signal was not good, and the phone was always stuck, so he had no choice but to put away the phone.

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"Brother, what's going on? Why did this person suddenly go crazy?" The man who just extended a helping hand and pulled Wang He sat down next to him and lit a cigarette.

handed it to him.

Wang He took the cigarette, took a deep breath, and shook his head: "I don't know, it's all the fault of that thing." After speaking, he pointed at it with his finger.

"Tell me, who made those, aliens?"

In the past, Wang He would have laughed at him, but now that he has experienced so much, he would believe in immortals, let alone aliens.

After putting out the cigarette, Wang He stood up and asked: "Thank you, buddy. My name is Wang He. Is there any other exit from this store?"

"Just call me Xiao Zhang. Brother Wang, do you still want to go out?"

"Well, I have to go home quickly..."

"Brother, what's going on outside? You..." Just as Xiao Zhang was about to persuade him, a middle-aged man took out a pack of cigarettes and came over with a smile and said, "Excuse me, brother, I won't bother you."

I heard you talking carefully, we just have to leave, how about we get together?"

"Thanks!"

Wang He took the cigarette, but looked behind him very warily. The middle-aged man immediately called a young girl behind him, hugged her and said: "Don't worry! We are all good citizens, this is my girlfriend A Ling

, I am a teacher at Tianyuan University, my name is Yang Yao."

This girl doesn't look like she's in her twenties. The teacher named Yang Yao is at least fifty. His girlfriend... who would believe it?

"It's okay to go out together, but after we go out, we will go our separate ways. This... this girl doesn't seem to be in a good condition?"

"It's okay. She was a little frightened just now. I can guarantee that she was not injured..."

Yang Yao responsibly asked A Ling to spin around. Apart from her extremely ugly face, the girl did not have any wounds on her body.

"Count me in." A tall man stood up and pulled a girl over. Wang He was still a little impressed with him. When he was dealing with zombies just now, this big man was very fierce.

"Yes, you can, but you must follow my instructions. These zombies' eyesight is not very good, and their sense of smell is almost non-existent, but their hearing is extremely sensitive, so they must not make any sound."

"No problem! It's whatever you say, as long as we can walk to the parking lot..."

Several people hurriedly nodded their heads like a roly-poly. Now they just hope that someone can take the lead and lead them out of the group of corpses outside. It doesn't matter who is the leader.

"Okay! Let's take action quickly, boss lady, are there any other exits here?"

The young female boss pointed to the top of her head and said: "The balcony on the second floor is quite close to the next door. Go there and have a look."

Wang He thanked him and led a few people up to the second floor. He could easily jump from the balcony to the next door. Looking down, he saw dozens of zombies crowded at the door of the clothing store, but not a single one at the door next door.

With a wave of his hand, Wang He jumped to the next door first, and others jumped over one after another. When it was Xiao Zhang's turn, he hesitated and said to Wang He: "Brother, I want to stay."

Looking at Wang He's puzzled eyes, Xiao Zhang continued with some embarrassment: "Most of the people in this store are women. The owner, Sister Ting, usually takes good care of me. I want to stay and protect her."

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