The eighteenth quarter(1/2)
Xinyan's helmet mask was lifted up. She bared her teeth and bit a strand of dark black hair. Her smooth forehead was covered with fine sweat. She stared at a zombie who had just been in the scope cover and pulled the trigger hard.
“Bao———”
The bullet hit the target's head accurately, and the zombie tilted and then turned over.
Scattered zombies staggered from the side and behind the passage, and the dozen bodies lying across the ground were enough to prove Xinyan's achievements. She ran back and forth on the roof of the warehouse, constantly changing her shooting position. The recoil coming from the butt stock hit her shoulders, which was sour and painful. But she had no sense of consciousness, her eyes were on fire, but her heart was as cold as a gun in her hand.
She didn't know if she could escape alive———There were a large corpse group, at least thousands, or even more. There were only three assault rifles full of magazines. Although she tried to aim and let these monsters get close to her before hitting, she was not a professional shooter after all, and she had no experience. Almost half of the bullets would shoot in the air.
For novices, this score is already considered excellent.
However, Xinyan could not forgive herself. Her eyes became bloody red, her aiming time became longer and longer, and her shooting distance continued to shorten from twenty meters, even ten meters or five meters...
Han Jing ran back and forth in the exhibition area near the wall, constantly looking for available vehicles.
Su Hao taught her how to use a wire box to ignite the engine, but these new cars were locked and the door could not be opened at all.
The helpless girl is getting more and more desperate.
She cried, shouted and scolded, kicked and smashed with her fists. The smooth body left a mess of footprints, but it still did not loosen.
"I can't open...wow...what do? Without a key...wow! I can't open them---"
She was naturally frightened when dealing with this tense and dangerous situation for the first time. Even an adult man would not behave better than her at this time.
"What's the use of crying?"
Xinyan's roar came from the roof: "Break the car window glass, use bricks, sticks, and your gun, whatever you want, hurry up———"
Han Jing swung his pistol without thinking and used a hard buttstock to hit the off-road vehicle window next to him. His body, controlled by the will to survive, burst out with unimaginable force. Marks began to appear on the surface of the solid window, making a "crackling" sound, crackling and cracking in all directions like a spider web, scattering.
She is younger than Xinyan.
For some reason, Xinyan's scolding had an unexplained comfort effect on Han Jing.
Han Jing suddenly became calm and smashed the wire box to connect the engine to normal.
Han Jing felt that she had become another person at this moment, her body and mind were completely separated, and she acted like a machine rather than a human. She sat in the cab completely based on her instinct, closed the car door, and honked the horn hard at Su Hao. Then she leaned back and aimed at the zombies rushing towards the side. While crying, she shot, loaded, and then fired.
Su Hao threw away the dagger with a gap in the blade, took out the M500 pistol from the back, turned around and dodged the zombies that were rushing towards him, rushed to the front of the wall at an astonishing speed, and stood still.
This scene was very strange. Even Xinyan and Han Jing forgot about the danger and looked at him with confusing eyes.
There is a dead end, a wall, not an exit.
Suddenly, Su Hao's muscles bulged all over his body, and he rushed forward in an instant, roared, and suddenly hit the contracting right fist towards the wall.
The solid brick wall collapsed instantly, and broken bricks and gravel bounced from the center of the collision point, and a gap of more than two meters wide appeared on the wall. Through the flying dust, you can see the roads and sidewalks outside.
Su Hao continued to wave his fists to widen the gap, and yelled at the two girls who were stunned without looking back: "Come here quickly, we don't have much time———"
Han Jing gritted her teeth, stepped on the clutch hard, quickly loosened it, and then stepped on the accelerator. The off-road vehicle that gained power rushed out like a wild horse, ran through the scattered bricks all over the ground, and pounded violently down the sidewalk, and stopped steadily on the road.
Su Hao stood in front of the warehouse, looking at Xinyan standing on the roof, opened his hands and shouted loudly: "Jump———"
Without any hesitation, Xinyan only felt that his brain drove him to make a jumping outward movement, and his thinking became confused. Then there was a brief heartbeat, his consciousness was lifted up high, but his body was falling rapidly... It did not touch the ground, nor did it feel severe pain as imagined, but was firmly caught by a pair of powerful arms, holding the whole person horizontally and running wildly outside the wall.
Then, I was thrown into the back seat of the car.
The moment he sat in the passenger seat and closed the door, Su Hao clearly saw that at the intersection directly in front of the road, a black "Chery" sedan drove from the left, with a speed of about 40 kilometers per hour. Several faces with surprise and then terrified faces emerged from behind the front windshield without an explosion-proof membrane.
The black car suddenly stopped and stalemate for almost three seconds. The strangers suddenly woke up from a dream. The car roared violently with its engine and rushed towards the opposite street.
Han Jing asked subconsciously: "Who are they?"
No one answered.
All three people, including herself, clearly saw that at the rear of the black car, there was a very long iron chain tied with a bloody woman tied on it. She was naked and cut into two sections from her waist. Scattered intestinal tubes and internal organs continued to fall out of her hollow abdomen, and a shocking blood mark was dragged out on the ground.
The zombies have reached the gap in the wall and are very close to the off-road vehicle.
At the end of the road in the distance, there are dense black spots that are constantly expanding. Although they cannot see the shape and appearance clearly, they all know what it is.
Han Jing started the off-road vehicle again and rushed towards the bank building.
Xinyan looked dazed and didn't believe in everything he saw: "They, they want to trap us... I want to kill us?"
"No! It's not just us. There are others, our people."
Su Hao's voice was as cold as ice.
..
No one noticed when dark clouds appeared in the sky. They slowly piled up from the horizon, blocking the sunlight and making the whole world darker. The wind was getting stronger and stronger, and the high temperature accumulated on the ground was dispersed a lot, showing a slight coolness.
It's going to rain.
Hu He was sitting in a pickup truck, squinted his eyes, and used his telescope to observe the small bank building a hundred meters away. His eyes flashed, and he didn't know what he was thinking.
This is exactly the corner of the street. Due to the height and nearby buildings, it happens to be in the visual blind spot of the guards on the rooftop roof.
In addition to Hu He's car, the other two cars were also filled with people. Next to them, there were more than 20 men holding sticks and nervous expressions. Du Tianhao, Liao Qiu and fat people were all among them.
He closely paid attention to the movements in the small building. After Su Hao and others drove out in the morning, Hu He ordered his men to follow him, killing several imprisoned women as bait, attracting zombies from different directions, and completely blocking the exit of the car supermarket.
If there is no calculation error, there should be a man, two women, a baby, and an old bastard who will never die.
What are you afraid of with a gun?
There are dozens of people here.
The great leader said back then: "The atomic bomb of American imperialism is a paper tiger and will be submerged by the vast ocean of people's war."
If you use human life to fill it, you will be afraid of bullets!
A trace of ferociousness flashed across Hu He's mouth. He put down his telescope, smiled at the hook guarding outside the car, and said in a bad tone: "Start! Let those kids move more quickly, don't waste time. If anyone messes up... I will use him as a ingredient to hold an open-air barbecue banquet."
..
The observation post on the rooftop of the small building has a wide view. Using flower pots and bricks brought up from downstairs, the survivors piled up more than a dozen shooting positions at different angles. Although it is not very beautiful, it is very useful.
Old Song was wearing a loose round-neck sweatshirt and shorts, slippers, standing under the shadow behind the protective wall, smoking a cigarette deep on his face. The large-caliber Barrett sniper rifle was placed next to him, within reach.
According to the Chinese people, 72 years old is considered a long life. Compared with his peers, Song Zhizhong, whose face is covered with soft and soft flesh, undoubtedly looks younger and more energetic. He always straightens his waist and has a clear mind. Although his hands and feet are not as strong as before, he still does not breathe or blush when he carries a watermelon or rice bag weighing several kilograms to the sixth floor.
Almost all the elderly people will express envy and surprise when they know Song Zhizhong's real age. This makes him feel very proud and satisfied, and he is not tired of revealing his daily recipes, work and rest time to the seekers again and again. Seeing those who take out notebooks and record carefully like elementary school students, he always wants to laugh. To be honest, even he himself can't explain why he looks younger than other peers? Why is he blushing and strong? He never takes any tonics, and his monthly pension is not enough to buy health products. Cucumbers, tomatoes, cabbage and tofu, pigs, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, dogs, meat, frogs, bees and pupas... He never avoids food, and eats whatever he has. Occasionally, he likes to drink a few cups and smokes.
There were several old men of the same age near the residential building where I lived in the past admired Lao Song very much and ate it according to his daily recipes for a while.
As a result, one caused high blood pressure due to eating beef, the other suffered a stroke due to drinking and smoking, and the other caused a recurrence of bronchial asthma. After a week of dying and kicking his legs...
He is quite a womanly relationship———Many old ladies who dance square dance in the community like him very much. A few of them are single and clearly express the meaning of "Let's spend it together". Lao Song was very satisfied with one of the retired teachers in his sixties, and had the idea of getting a marriage certificate again. Unfortunately, the sudden outbreak of the virus changed all this.
That morning, Lao Song watched her with his own eyes as she was infected, then turned into a zombie, and then... Then, Lao Song chopped off her head with a kitchen knife and threw it out of the window on the sixth floor.
She can make delicious braised pork, and the washed clothes are always folded neatly. The neighbors upstairs and downstairs are very happy that they have such a companion. The more well-behaved child has even started calling her "Grandma Song".
The corners of his eyes were slightly sour. Lao Song threw away the cigarette butt between his fingers, wiped his eyes heavily with the back of his hand, and picked up the sniper rifle placed next to him.
This thing cannot be found on the surface of the word "madeinchina", and its power is amazing. Lao Song practiced for several days before finally understanding the structure and basic principles of the gun. He didn't know where Su Hao got so many weapons, but he and Tao Yuan had never asked, nor did he discuss similar things privately. He had experienced the world and knew that there were many things in this world that were not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
Everyone has their own secrets———Inspectors of the Commission for Discipline Inspection may like to watch AVs masturbate with five girls in private. The respected male mayor may be a cross-dresser who likes to wear thongs and stockings. The leaders of the Health Bureau may love to pick their feet and do not have the habit of flushing them actively after going to the toilet.
As for Su Hao... he saved everyone in this building, but he did not use it to raise his value. He was humble, always had a smile on his face, and was very handsome.
He is a good person.
This is enough.
Feeling that his mouth was very light, Old Song took out the cigarette box from his trouser pocket, took out one and prepared to light it.
Just as he turned the lighter, Old Song suddenly heard a harsh scream from a distance.
He suddenly stood up, picked up his sniper rifle, stretched his head out of the rooftop wall, and looked nervously at the direction where the sound came from.
On the east side of the street downstairs, a woman who looked extremely panicked came over. She was about thirty years old and was wrapped in a wide coat. She only tied a few buttons on the front. She could vaguely see her plump and white breasts. She seemed to be wearing nothing except shoes. She might have been injured. Her left sleeve was already wet, and blood kept dripping down the cuffs, forming intermittent lines on the gray asphalt road.
Old Song subconsciously moved the scope back in the direction of the woman's running———At more than fifty meters behind her, several zombies were chasing her. They obviously smelled the smell of blood, and the woman's screams kept stimulating the empty stomach sac. These terrifying mutant creatures howled, as excited as desert travelers saw an oasis, and their pursuit speed continued to accelerate.
Old Song bent down and grabbed two empty glass bottles from his feet and threw them hard towards the inside of the building. After a moment, the rapidly falling bottle made a "bang" sound, smashing it to pieces on the ground.
Empty cans of food were scattered everywhere on the rooftop. The sound of these wastes being thrown from the upper floor was very harsh, and the survivors in the small building used this method as an alarm.
"Hey! Come here, hurry up———"
Old Song waved his hand vigorously and shouted desperately at the maximum volume he could make.
The woman may have run a little out of force, and her speed began to slow down. The zombies chasing behind gradually shortened the distance. Feeling the woman who was approaching death, she tried to move her feet forward, screaming and gasping violently. The oxygen inhaled into her body was quickly consumed, her lips and hands and feet trembled violently, and her face was as pale as a dead person.
"Bang----"
The 12.7mm caliber bullet hit the front chest of the zombie, and the huge kinetic energy exploded the entire body into two pieces. The body that had lost control staggered a few steps down and fell on the side of the road. The upper part was stubborn and fiercely crawled forward, with fishy, sticky yellow paste flowing from the corner of the mouth.
The gunshots made women see hope.
Surprise appeared in her eyes and she immediately changed direction and ran towards the building.
Barrett had a very strong recoil. After firing two shots, Lao Song felt that his entire shoulder seemed to be hit hard by a high-pressure forging machine, and he might fall apart at any time. He shook his body, put the sniper rifle aside, took out his pistol, turned around and opened the small door of the rooftop, and limped downstairs.
Tao Yuan collected rotten hormones in the trap courtyard.
There was a lot of noise here, and he would come over quickly after hearing this. Now, there are only Han Ying and Li Xiaomei in the building. If you want to help the woman outside, you must open the door as soon as possible and let her in.
Song Zhizhong didn't think there was anything wrong with doing this - zombies are the common enemy of all survivors. As long as they are not infected or mutated, then she is her own kind and must save her.
To be continued...