When his feet slipped, no one thought that the zombie whose head had been opened earlier would actually become a stumbling block on Tang Xiaoquan's way forward.
Although Tang Xiaoquan had noticed something strange the moment he pushed the door open, he still stumbled and fell because he was too nervous and the momentum of his previous rush was too strong.
"Bang!" Fortunately, there was a dead body under him to cushion him, so the sound of his fall to the ground was not loud this time.
But even so, falling in this silent corridor where you could hear a needle drop, it was still invisibly amplified and spread.
Wang Qiang was startled. When there was a muffled sound, was he afraid? Afraid! Is he nervous? nervous!
But he still had no hesitation, pulled Huang Yaru away from him without hesitation, and rushed out with a quick step.
What does it mean to show true love in times of need? What does it mean that brotherhood is as high as the sky? Wang Qiang is interpreting the meaning of these two sentences with his actual actions.
He hurriedly stretched out his right hand, and Wang Qiang asked with a concerned look on his face: "How's it going? Quan Zi, you're not hurt anywhere, are you?"
"No, it's okay!" Tang Xiaoquan looked very embarrassed. He slowly stood up with the right hand handed over by Wang Qiang. His whole body was stained with unknown mucus from the dead body.
"Damn it! I don't know if these things are contagious or not!" Tang Xiaoquan put his palms on his sleeves and wiped them vigorously.
After Wang Qiangwen heard these words, he immediately stared with a pair of black eyes: "If you say a few words, you will die! Have you ever heard that good things don't work and bad things don't work?"
"Shh!" Tang Xiaoquan raised his finger to silence, and signaled Wang Qiang to listen.
"Shashasha~"
"Shashasha~"
Insignificant movement.
Wang and Tang looked at each other, and then both showed a look of shock that was difficult to conceal.
"Zombies!" Almost in unison, the two of them said these two words from hell at the same time.
"Where is Huang Yaru?" Tang Xiaoquan was the first to recover from the shock.
"Oh, it's still in the house!" Wang Qiang pointed to the door.
"Call her out quickly. We have to get to the sixth floor before the zombies come downstairs!" Tang Xiaoquan picked up his weapon and took a defensive posture.
Without any nonsense, Wang Qiang knew that every second counted at this moment. Without saying a word, he opened the door and regardless of Huang Yaru's reaction, he took the latter's delicate hand and pulled her out.
There is no doubt that when people are extremely nervous, they will not consider caring for their loved ones at all.
So Huang Yaru, who had originally hoped to rely on Wang Qiang outside, had a rough tug from the latter, which made her head clear a little.
Especially after she went out, she heard the footsteps that symbolized "the coming of death", and she consciously stood between Wang and Tang without warning.
The queue was completed, and Tang Xiaoquan was the first to step onto the steps.
He was holding a stainless steel spatula in his left hand, a kitchen knife in his right hand, and a thick bat stuck in his backpack.
Such equipment can be said to be both offensive and defensive.
As Tang Xiaoquan took steps, Huang Yaru and Wang Qiang also started to move.
Wang Qiang held the "Zhangba Snake Spear" tightly in his hand, and the sharp spear tip exuded a cold light.
As for Huang Yaru, who is in the center of the team and is in a protected position, her weapons are much worse than those of the two men. There is only an inconspicuous plum blossom with a wooden handle that is held alone. in hand.
However, weapons are about practicality. It doesn’t matter the size or appearance, as long as they can kill people.
The plum blossom in Huang Yali's hand has undoubtedly been tested by Wang and Tang in actual combat, otherwise Tang Xiaoquan would not have given it to the former.
The team moved forward slowly. Tang Xiaoquan, who was leading the group, had to wait and watch almost every step he took.
Although he wanted to rush to the sixth floor immediately, as the leader, he knew very well what he was shouldering, which was related to the life and safety of the entire team.
The rustling in the corridor became more and more tense, no doubt caused by Tang Xiaoquan's fall just now.
And not only that, there was also a faint sound of commotion outside the corridor...
"NM, these beasts really like to get together and join in the fun!" Wang Qiang muttered to himself, and the "Snake Spear" in his hand was tightened a little.
Tang Xiaoquan's expression was solemn. He naturally heard the movements around him, but even so, he still suppressed the impatience in his heart and advanced towards the 6th floor step by step.
They took another step up the stairs. With one more step to go, they could successfully enter the corner of the corridor and put some distance between themselves and the zombies downstairs.
However, there are unforeseen circumstances, and the facts are always unpredictable. Just when the corners of Tang Xiaoquan's lips were about to reveal a hint of joy of victory, a gray-black figure appeared in his field of vision with staggering steps...
"Roar~" The human corpses looked at each other without much communication. A single roar sounded the clarion call for a battle.
The zombie moved very quickly, and his instinctive bloodthirst drove him to spread his arms and rush towards Tang Xiaoquan.
Tang Xiaoquan did not show any weakness and immediately placed the stainless steel pot in his hand across his chest.
"Clang~" The pot claws intersected, causing a crisp sound.
Perhaps because of the missed hit, the annoyed zombie looked up to the sky and howled, then started scratching the bottom of the stainless steel pot with a pair of corpse claws.
"Zi la la~Zi la la~" The sharp claw tips scratched marks on the bottom of the metal pot, and the harsh scratching sound made people shudder.
Tang Xiaoquan resisted desperately, while waiting for an opportunity with his right hand to counterattack, but the attack frequency of the zombies' corpse claws was so dense that he could not find any opening to slash with his sword.
Just as Tang Xiaoquan was in a bitter battle, Wang Qiang almost at the same time got into a fight with the zombies coming from downstairs.
However, compared to Tang Xiaoquan's embarrassment, Wang Qiang's side seemed to be much more at ease.
He benefited from the distance advantage of Zhangba's spear. Often when a zombie showed up, he would stab it out and pierce its head.
In just a few minutes, the number of zombies Wang Qiang had to kill exceeded three.
But as the sound and noise continued to expand, more and more zombies gathered.
Facing such a dense army of zombies, Wang Qiang, who had previously remained calm and composed, began to show his anxious nature.
"Hey! Qiangzi, what's going on over there? If you don't take action, I won't be able to withstand it!"
Hearing Wang Qiang's roar, Tang Xiaoquan was in a state of confusion.
At this time, he was forced to move by the zombies in front of him. If it weren't for the bottom of the pot blocking his face, he would have been killed by the zombies long ago.
But even with the protection of the pot, Tang Xiaoquan knew that this would not last long.
Because he could clearly feel that under the influence of tension, fear and other negative emotions, his left arm holding the pot was already feeling faintly sore and numb. He believed that it would not be long before it lost its strength and would be unable to bear the pot. Bottom weight.
so……
There is only a thin line between life and death. Either kill the zombies and move upward; or continue the stalemate and wait for the group to be destroyed.
So, Tang Xiaoquan made a decision! !
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