In the crisis survival game, relying on space to win numbness

After Mo Lin's death, everyone looked up to Zheng Weijun.

But in Zheng Weijun's heart, it was just because the remaining few people were timid, stupid and lacking in opinions.

It was that Bai Yu who made him look at him with admiration.

Therefore, he doesn't worry about other people's sacrifices, so what about his own life?
Bai Yu didn't spend as much time as he did, so she took the opportunity to glance in the direction of the factory gate.

The workers in the workshop and those running towards the cafeteria, like a tide, jumped out of the metal fence.

But soon, louder screams came from outside the factory gate.

Within a few seconds, some panicked workers turned back from the factory gate.

Zhao Tianjin and Wei Xiaoyun also saw this scene and were puzzled.

"It should be time to flood the street with water outside. Those workers have wounds on their bodies, and they can easily be turned into mummified corpses by the mutated hair in the water."

"People with normal health will inevitably be accidentally injured."

After Bai Yu finished speaking, he proposed:

"It's easy to fish in muddy water, why don't we take advantage of the current chaos and act quickly?"

Zheng Weijun finally made up his mind:
"Okay, Wang Zi and Wei Xiaoyun took advantage of the chaos and went to the workshop office area to get their internship certificates according to the original plan.

The rest of you, if you have no objection, come with me to go outside the restricted area of ​​the factory to find out!
Attention everyone, don't get too close to the no-go zone!

Wang Zi, if you have any progress, please feel free to contact me by mobile phone. "

White Feather added:
"Everyone must pay attention to keeping a distance from the workers, especially those whose clothes are wet and bleeding."

As soon as Bai Yu finished speaking, everyone's mobile phones rang.

Wei Xiaoyun quickly took out his hand to have a look, and a message with a red exclamation mark jumped out:

[The extremely strong sandstorm, which is rare in a century, is expected to hit Qingsi Town at 19:[-] tonight! 】

He glanced at 18:50 on his phone, and was shocked:

"I'm going! A strong sandstorm is coming! Brother Weijun, we need to change our plan immediately and go to the production workshop to avoid it!
There are still 10 minutes in the countdown, let's go! ! "

Everyone was stunned:
When Bai Su inquired about the news earlier, the people in the town clearly stated that the sandstorm had never entered the town.

The setting of this game, how to say turn your face, turn your face!
Difficulty also means that as you improve, you will increase!

I really don't want any face!

Temeow is simply sick!
Hey!
Zheng Weijun leaned over, took a quick glance, and immediately said:
"It's too late to explain! Go, everyone, go to the workshop first!"

Everyone didn't dare to delay any longer, so they raised their legs and ran towards the workshop.

At this moment, the streetlights in the factory area suddenly went out.

Soon, the lights in the workshop, dormitory, and cafeteria were all extinguished.

The entire factory area fell into endless darkness in an instant.

The screams in the dormitory and outside the factory gate have never stopped from beginning to end.

The smell of earth and blood is mixed together, and the smell is getting stronger and stronger.

Bai Yu didn't care about other things, while trotting, he took out the mask from the space and put it on directly.

Seeing this, Su Mengmeng was about to ask her where she got the mask when she suddenly felt her delicate ankles go cold.

A cold and sticky feeling, like a snake, wrapped around her ankle.

Soon, this icy cold feeling has spread all over the body along the pores.

Su Mengmeng felt goosebumps all over her body.

A bad premonition floated in her heart.

But she didn't dare to stop to check at all, she could only grit her teeth and rush forward desperately.