zombie frenzy

Chapter 29 Poor Nick
"Nick, Mom is helping downstairs. If you feel uncomfortable, just call Mom."

A fat woman stood by the bed and touched Nick's forehead, gave him a few words of advice, pressed him down by the horns, and then walked out.

Nick's face was a little flushed, and his whole body was hot when he woke up in the morning, so he was forced to ask the teacher for leave to rest at home.

"so boring."

Nick tossed and turned, and before he knew it, it was almost noon.

"I'm so hungry, I wonder if mom has cooked?"

Nick rolled over and got up, stood by the window and looked down.

There is a supermarket at home, and the whole family lives upstairs of the supermarket. Although it is a bit narrow, he likes it very much, because the school is next door to his house, and he can lie on the bed for a while every day, unlike other students, Get up early and go out.

At this time, Mom should be receiving the goods outside the yard, and Nick stuck his head out.

"Hey, mom."

Nick waved down in greeting.

Mom was busy counting goods with several black men and didn't seem to hear him.

"Well, it looks like I'm going down."

Nick muttered, and took one last look under the window before going out and downstairs.

"Hey buddy, what's up with you?"

Nick stopped and walked back to the window.

A black man curled up on the ground, his body twitching non-stop. His mother was terrified, and squatted beside him, pushing him and shouting loudly. Several black men who were carrying goods also came over, helped up his companions, and some touched him. Touching his forehead, some took out their phones and wanted to call emergency services.

"It's okay, don't fight, don't waste money."

The twitching man came to his senses and reached out to stop his companion's behavior.

Nick didn't think so, this is a slum area, and many people are cautious about going to the hospital, just like he didn't feel well and just lay down at home instead of choosing to go to the doctor.

The people downstairs muttered softly, and Nick couldn't hear what they said, but he guessed it was to ask about the situation.

Mom stood up and was about to go back to the supermarket. Nick smiled, um, I'm done picking up the goods at this time, and I should be ready to eat.

Nick was about to go downstairs again, but out of the corner of his eyes, he saw the three black men trembling suddenly, falling to the ground one after another, twitching and shaking non-stop.

What's going on here?What day is today?How come everyone is sick?

Nick frowned.

"Hey, what's the matter with you?" Mom walked back and shouted loudly.

Nick is a little dissatisfied, damn it, don't you know that Nick is hungry?
At this time, the people on the ground suddenly got up, shook a few times, and suddenly rushed up together, pressing mother under them.

"Help, Hawk, help, come and save me."

Mother's painful voice came, and she called out to father for help. Nick behind the window was dumbfounded and couldn't understand what was going on for a while.

He often sees these deliverers, they are more easy-going, and have never seen any violent tendencies, how could it be...?
Nick froze, standing by the window neither knowing to shout for help nor rushing downstairs to help.

"Hey bastard, let go of my wife."

Dad rushed over from the supermarket, holding a pistol in his hand, waving it, and yelling at the black men.

Mother's screams could be heard from the ground, but they were blocked by several black people. Nick couldn't see what was going on below. His face was a little pale, and his body trembled slightly with anger.

"Do you hear me, let her go."

Dad took another step forward, hammer open, ready to fire, muzzle wobbled.

A black man suddenly raised his head and looked at Hawke, a pair of blood-red eyes appeared in front of him, his mouth was full of blood, and a piece of flesh was still biting between his teeth.

"Damn it, what the hell is going on?"

Hawk took a step back in shock, and shouted again, "Let her go, or I'll shoot."

The mother had already lost her voice on the ground, her body trembled from time to time, a large area of ​​blood flowed out, and instantly turned into a pool of spring water.

Several black people stood up shaking their bodies, gave up the delicious food on the ground and rushed towards the yelling Hawk.

Bang bang bang.

The gunfire kept ringing, Hawke pulled the trigger, flames sprayed out one after another, the bullet casings flew out from the side of the gunfire, rolled in the air and fell to the ground with clangs.

Nick looked dumbfounded. This is, is this the zombie that everyone has been talking about?

Is the end of the world really here?
Nick couldn't believe it, and rubbed his eyes vigorously, hoping that what he saw was an illusion.

Bullets kept hitting the blacks' chests, and bullet holes appeared one after another. Those blacks only shook their bodies a few times, but continued to pounce on them.

"Daddy, hit it on the head, hit it on the head."

Nick came to his senses, stuck his head out of the window and shouted loudly.

"What?" Hawke didn't hear clearly, and raised his head to look at Nick while shooting.

"No."

Nick exclaimed, his mind went blank for a moment.

Taking advantage of Hawke's raising his head to talk to Little Nick, several monsters rushed up and threw him to the ground.

"Ah, get out, don't, help me."

Hawk yelled loudly, dropped the gun in his hand, and pushed his hands out desperately to resist the monster's bite.

"hold onto."

Nick shouted loudly, and quickly ran to his parents' bedroom.

In the closet, he knew there was a long gun hidden there, with the cartridges in the lower drawer.

Bang.

Quickly knocking open the bedroom door, Nick rushed in, pushed aside the clothes in front of him, and took the long gun in the corner of the closet in his hand.

"Bullet, bullet."

Nick muttered, opened the drawer and rummaged inside.

"Yes, Dad, hold on."

Nick grabbed a handful of bullets casually, and ran downstairs while reloading the bullets.

Remington's simple structure allows him to operate it proficiently although he rarely touches it.

"dad."

Nick yelled loudly and rushed from the supermarket into the backyard.

The three monsters raised their heads, looking at him with blood-red eyes, and their mouths were full of bright red blood.

On the ground, Hawk moved his eyes and looked over, with blood spurting from his mouth, he opened his mouth reluctantly, and said vaguely, "Nick, run, run."

"Ah, no."

Nick shot desperately like crazy, rushed to the monster's side in one step, put the gun against the monster's forehead, and then squeezed the trigger forcefully.

Bang, bang, bang.

Three shots were fired, and the black monster was sent flying, with half of its head missing, and its brains splashed everywhere.

"How are you, Dad? Hold on, the doctor will be here soon."

Nick dropped the gun, knelt on the ground shaking Hawk's body and yelled, tears streaming down his face.

"Mommy mommy."

Over there, his mother was already motionless, and with tears in his eyes, he could vaguely see that his mother, who had covered him with the quilt in the morning, was missing half of his neck, looking at the sky with his head tilted, and the ground was already soaked in blood. .

"damn it."

Nick ran back to the supermarket, came back with a few towels, and blocked the wound on Hawke's body with force, but no one answered the phone in his hand.

Hawke stopped shaking, closed his eyes, and lay there quietly.

"Woooooo."

Nick knelt on the ground slumped, propped his hands on the ground, and wept softly.

"Huh? Dad, are you okay?"

Suddenly the noise in front of him woke him up, Nick wiped away his tears excitedly, and looked up at Hawke.

"Oh, no, I'm Nick, Dad, wake up, I'm Nick."

Nick backed away desperately, Hawke sat up slowly, staring at him with blood-red eyes, the skin on his body was changing color a little bit, his mouth was screaming, just like the few days when he shot his head. black monster.

His fingers accidentally touched the spear on the ground. Nick grabbed it in his hand and aimed the gun at Hawke, "No, Dad, no."

Bang, bang, bang.

Hawke shook a few times, and fell to the ground suddenly, with most of his head missing, and dark black blood kept flowing out from his neck.

"Whoa, why? Why?"

Nick thumped the ground hard, crying out in pain.

Ho ho, ho ho.

A strange, unconscious voice woke Nick up, and he raised his head. Zombies were shaking in twos and threes on the street.

Bang.

A car crashed into the neighbor's house across the street. A woman screamed and escaped from the car. Her face was covered in blood but she didn't bother to wipe it off. She disappeared around the corner in a blink of an eye.

Nick looked down at the dead bodies of his parents, wiped his tears vigorously, picked up his gun, carefully looked at the shaking monsters around him, bent over and stepped back into the supermarket step by step.

The back door was locked tightly, and Nick rushed to the front of the supermarket quickly.

Usually there are very few customers in the supermarket at this time, so I specially chose to buy at noon.

But Nick didn't dare to be careless. He leaned against the door frame, added bullets into the gun body one by one, pulled the bolt carefully, and slowly pointed the muzzle at the container.

One row, another row.

The supermarket was very quiet, there were no strange screams from zombies.

Nick stood on tiptoe, bent over to check row by row, gritted his teeth to hold back the fear and sadness in his heart.

Huhu.

Nick sat on the ground, panting heavily against the container, holding the spear in his arms, which was his only support.

"Dad, Mom." Nick cried softly.

For a moment, he didn't know what to do. The end of the world, this word that just appeared in jokes, did not expect it to happen to him like this.

Suddenly there were several loud bangs on the street outside the gate, someone screaming for help, and there were terrifying screams.

Nick curled up under the container, his body trembling constantly.

A figure appeared staggeringly at the door, stared at it for a long time, then staggered away gradually.

When the shadow was cast on Nick, his blood became cold, and he stared blankly at the monster through the gap between the items on the container, not even picking up the gun.

The gate, yes, and the gate.

After the figure had gone away for a few minutes, Nick finally came to his senses. He scrambled and rushed to the gate, carefully stuck his head out, looked left and right, but didn't find any zombies, and hurriedly pulled down the rolling gate.

The sound of pulling the door alarmed the zombies around, and after a while, footsteps and slapping sounds began to come from the door.

Every sound made Nick tremble in shock, but fortunately there was no sound, no living person's breath could be smelled, and the zombies finally went away slowly.

Nick didn't know when he fell asleep. In a daze, he dreamed that his family was driving for an outing, and his parents took a group photo with him in their arms.

"Dad, Mom."

Nick woke up crying, wiped his tears, and heard the sound of guns and guns in his ears.

From time to time, there were shadows of zombies passing by in the hole of the rolling gate. The loud noise attracted the attention of the surrounding zombies, and they migrated there one by one.

Nick ate something indiscriminately, and continued to hide in the dark in a daze.

He didn't know when the electricity stopped, he just huddled in the corner, holding the gun, thinking about nothing.

Clang.

The rolling gate suddenly opened, and a flood of light poured in. A large group of people rushed in, frantically taking items.

Nick didn't dare to say anything, and when he found out that it was a human being, he finally couldn't help but rushed out, and shouted loudly while pulling the bolt of the gun.

"These are Nick's, you all get out of here."

(End of this chapter)