The zombies are getting closer and closer to us, and their number is also increasing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Tang Xiaoquan knew that reality left him little time. If he could not find a way out as soon as possible, death would be the only thing waiting for him and his companions.
Looking around, Tang Xiaoquan tried to find any object that he could use to cut the hemp rope, because he knew very well that no matter what escape method he used, breaking away from the restraints was a prerequisite.
But what made him feel powerless was that as far as he could see, except for the empty streets, there was not even a place to hide.
And just when Tang Xiaoquan was so depressed and at a loss, his thoughts were interrupted by the sound of glass falling to the ground.
After hearing the news, Tang Xiaoquan couldn't help but be shocked, and his eyes suddenly shrank into needles.
It was a floor-to-ceiling glass door in the middle of the second floor on the opposite side, but the glass door at this moment was broken and damaged.
There were a lot of zombies crowded behind the big door, presumably attracted by the honking of the car just now.
The brainless zombies were all extremely excited. They were not aware of the "danger" in front of the door at all. However, under their fearless swarming, a zombie in the front row finally responded to the "screams" of its companions. "He fell downstairs with a sound.
"Bang!" The gun hit the ground, making a muffled sound as expected.
If this happened to a normal person, even if he didn't die, he would probably be disabled.
But zombies are not ordinary people after all. As the dead in hell, unless their brain center is damaged, even if they are smashed into mud, it will not have any impact on them.
The zombie slowly raised its head from the ground, and its blank eyes looked around confusedly. It seemed that it had noticed something was wrong, but it quickly forgot about it. Because the delicious prey not far away once again made it forgetful and excited.
Since both feet landed on the ground, the impact not only broke both of the animal's legs, but also punctured its abdomen. Black blood flowed down the hole like a flood that burst a bank. Just looking at it from a distance is enough to make people feel terrified and unable to restrain themselves.
But even so, it cannot hinder the beast's thirst for blood. Without legs, it can crawl forward with its hands.
And based on this alone, you have to admit that there are things about zombies that are worth learning and admiring. At least their determination to never give up until they achieve their goals is something that many of us don't have.
However, before this poor zombie could even crawl out two steps, it was buried tightly by the flesh bombs falling from the sky.
It was quite a shocking scene, and almost all the survivors were stunned.
Hundreds, no, probably more! But these are not the point. The point is that the corpses on the second floor are rushing one after another in a way that is unbelievable and almost suicidal, rushing out of the broken door together.
It is difficult to describe such a scene in words. The corpses are constantly squeezing and falling. Rather than saying that they are committing suicide, it is more appropriate to say that they are playing.
Looking at the groups of corpses that fell to the ground and got up one after another, Tang Xiaoquan felt a hint of despair.
There is no doubt that facing such a fearless opponent, with their hands and feet tied and without weapons, they have no possibility of confrontation, so death seems to be inevitable for them.
As for the end of the world, death is not terrible, or it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a kind of relief.
But also in terms of the end of the world, there are many types of death, such as suicide due to being unable to bear the cruelty of reality, death from hunger and thirst due to lack of supplies, death from serious illness without medicine, and of course death from ruthless robbery, etc. And so on and so forth.
However, when it comes to the most miserable and inhumane way of death, the death that all survivors least want to encounter is to be bitten to death by zombies.
Because of this method of death, not only do you have to endure the pain of being dismembered and dismembered while you are alive, but even if you die, you will also have to bear the burden of sin like a walking corpse without rest.
"MD! You guys are in trouble today!" Wang Qiang looked solemn. Although he was very unwilling, the cruel reality still forced him to bow his head and accept his fate.
yes! As Wang Qiang said, the survivors really fell into trouble today.
They have experienced many dangerous situations along the way, almost every time more difficult and dangerous than today; but they have never been as helpless and helpless as they are today.
"Damn Lu Rui! It was our mistake not to kill this son of a bitch last time!" He shouted angrily to the sky. It seemed that this was the only way Wu Chao could alleviate some of the fear and depression in his heart.
Among all the survivors, only Da Zhuang was still struggling, because to him, these zombies in front of him were sworn enemies of his family. He could not tolerate or accept that he could just sit back and wait for death. die.
It's just that some things can't be changed by your thoughts or persistence.
In less than a moment, the number of zombies nearly doubled, and the blood flowing from Hu Xiaodong's legs was undoubtedly like a catalyst, further "motivating" the beasts to move forward, move forward, and move forward.
"Damn it! If only I could have a knife to cut the hemp rope at this time!" Wenquan Xin's words also revealed everyone's thoughts.
As long as the rope can be broken, even if it is impossible to confront the zombies, at least there is still a possibility for survivors to escape.
But right now...
Hu Xiaodong vigorously shook his increasingly chaotic brain. Due to the dual impact of self-blame and injuries, his condition was very bad at the moment.
"How are you, Xiao Hu?"
Obviously, it seems meaningless to ask Hu Xiaodong about his physical condition at this juncture, so after finishing these words, Zhao Yunhai could not help but sigh.
I have to say, this is really a trick of fate. You must know that half a month ago, it was the young man in front of me who encouraged him to regain his confidence and live strong.
However, now, he is in danger of life and death because of this person.
Of course, Zhao Yunhai was not resenting Hu Xiaodong, but... the fact that he had no chance to see his wife and children made him, an older man, feel a little sad.
But just when Lao Zhao was filled with emotions, Hu Xiaodong's slightly depressed voice brought him back to reality.
"Old, Old Zhao, I, my leg, my leg, you, you open it, there is a knife inside."
There was no trace of red on his pale face, but Hu Xiaodong's words were like a stone falling into everyone's hearts, which were almost stagnant.
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