"how's it going?"
Shaking his head helplessly, Acheng spread out his palms, and four rusty nuts were lying there.
"Brother Hu has already removed 4 of them, but there are still 2 that are too rusty. It's really..."
Before Acheng could finish speaking, the wooden door that had just been closed suddenly shook violently, and the huge impact directly knocked out the two barber tables blocking it.
"Hurry, Wu Chao, Xiao Wen!" Who still had the thought to care about the condition of the iron bars? Tang Xiaoquan's eyes widened in fear, shouting and greeting Wu Chao and Wu Wen who had not even had time to catch their breath and once again threw themselves into the new situation. During the battle.
The four of them, working in pairs, pressed against the barber's table with the help of the tilt of their backs.
One after another, the zombies swarmed in through the broken glass door. Now that they were unblocked, they really seemed to be in an uninhabited land, marching straight in without any scruples.
As they continue to swarm in, the zombies that enter later will inevitably collide with their companions who entered first. This makes the entire zombie group become a natural collision car, and its target is the survivors. The last line of defense is the wooden door.
Hu Xiaodong heard everything that happened behind him, but at the moment he couldn't help his brother at all.
Sweat flowed drop by drop, reaching into the eyes, feeling sour and astringent. He blinked twice subconsciously and forcefully broke the stuck wrench again, but the rusty nut seemed determined to fight him to the end.
Still motionless, Hu Xiaodong felt depressed and wanted to drink loudly. You must know that his arms were on the verge of exhaustion after undergoing a series of high-intensity activities such as slashing and climbing.
Therefore, if he continues to be unable to deal with these two nuts and remove the iron bars, then he and his brothers' lives may be at stake...
The collisions of the zombies became more and more ferocious. Almost every collision of these excited beasts would make the wooden door tremble.
This feeling made those who resisted very uncomfortable. Tang Xiaoquan felt as if his back was being hit repeatedly with a heavy hammer, but even so, he did not dare to step back half a step, because in front of him, The wooden door is their last line of defense.
Breaking the door means death. Although the conclusion is a bit cruel, it is an indisputable fact.
The pressure on Hu Xiaodong at this moment is undoubtedly huge, but it is a pity that such huge pressure failed to transform him into any motivation.
On the contrary, due to the continuous consumption of physical energy, the strength that his arms can exert at the moment is getting smaller and smaller.
Breathing heavily, Wen Quanxin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Hu Xiaodong, who was standing on the high platform working behind his back. At this time, his usual cheerful face was completely gone, and his fair face turned pale due to fear and exhaustion, and there was no trace of blood.
Wu Chao was also extremely nervous. The constant collision of zombies made him realize the seriousness of the situation. He firmly believed that the door would be broken only in seconds.
There is no doubt that the wait before the darkness that the survivors are currently facing is extremely excruciating, especially after they have determined that the incident is inevitable. The sense of shocking fear is like a fermented bitter fruit that keeps growing. eroding their hearts.
In the end, Acheng was unable to withstand the baptism of this endless abyss. He was quite young and shouted uncharacteristically loudly: "Hey, Brother Hu, haven't you finished it yet? Our door won't last long!"
"I fucking got it!" Hu Xiaodong replied sternly without even thinking about it. The dual psychological and physical pressure also made this strong man become a little hysterical.
This is definitely not a good phenomenon. If even Hu Xiaodong, who has rich life experience, appears irritable and confused, then you can imagine the mood of the rest of the people.
Tang Xiaoquan's brows furrowed into knots. He often dabbled in psychological books, and he knew very well what kind of abnormal state people would show when they are desperate.
But right now, he absolutely doesn't want to see those conditions, so...
His eyes quickly scanned the movements of Hu Xiaodong's hand, who was still struggling to turn the wrench.
Through the bulging veins on his arms, Tang Xiaoquan knew that the latter had used all his strength.
So he immediately gave up the idea of asking others to replace Hu Xiaodong.
After all, if even Hu Xiaodong couldn't get rid of those two nuts, then the rest of his party would probably be even more unable to do so.
There was another violent tremor on the back, and Tang Xiaoquan, who was distracted, almost missed being knocked to the ground by the violent impact.
He staggered up and returned to his original position. Just when he was about to raise his eyebrows and look at Hu Xiaodong again, something in the tool bag made his tense nerves flash.
"By the way, Hu Ge, try hitting it with a hammer!"
With his raised right hand hanging in the air, Hu Xiaodong was stunned for two seconds, then patted his head with his hand as if he had realized something, and then raised his head to the sky and exhaled fiercely:
"I'm so stupid! How could I forget such a simple method!"
Wang Qiang struggled to stand up from the ground. After a short rest just now, his overstretched physical strength finally recovered a little. Although his legs and feet were still sore, they were much better than before.
He struggled to pull out the hammer from the tool bag and handed it to Hu Xiaodong. The latter took it without saying a word and started operating it.
The wrench was stuck on the nut again. Hu Xiaodong raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, then raised the hammer and smashed it down angrily.
"Bang!"
Blocks of wood mixed with broken sawdust flew out. Wenquan Xin was unable to dodge, and a bloody gash was opened on his right arm. Immediately, scarlet blood splashed out.
"Xiao Wen! You..."
"It's okay! Watch your back!" Not caring about the bloody mouth on his arm, Wenquan Xin picked up the machete in his hand and slashed at the corpse hand that was attacking Tang Xiaoquan.
Unexpectedly, the physical exertion along the way was too great, and coupled with the impact of the wound, Wenquan Xin's knife only changed the direction of the corpse's hand, but failed to cut it off.
Due to the stimulation of the blood in his arm, the owner of the corpse hand frantically raised his arm again, and the five claws on it were like five sharp steel knives dancing up and down in front of the survivors.
"Damn it! If only the spear were still there at this time!" Tang Xiaoquan began to regret his action of discarding the spear just now, because if he had a spear in his hand now, he could completely penetrate the cracks of the zombies outside. Solve the holes one by one.
It's a pity that reality has no what-ifs, and just when Tang Xiaoquan was secretly regretting it, another wooden board on the side was successfully demolished by zombies!
All of a sudden, the number of corpses rushing in increased...
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