zombie frenzy

Chapter 620 The Last Moment

The atmosphere in the basement became more and more oppressive.

Here the president and a few generals gathered around the computer desk, waiting with ugly faces. The staff knew that the outside was filled with water, and two supervisors had already opened the door with oxygen cylinders, but they hadn't heard of it for a long time. After passing back, no one could be seen emerging from the pothole on the screen. Gradually, they began to whisper and discuss in a low voice.

The more you don’t let people know, the more you want to know. The work in hand stopped a long time ago. One by one, they looked at the closed doors, and then turned to look at the presidents and generals gathered together. The panic in my heart, especially after seeing those people getting ready to board and leave, the whispers became louder, and some of them couldn't even sit still and pushed their chairs away and stood up.

"What are you panicking about?"

President Donald said majestically, "Those traitors will be driven away by us soon, and the shelter that can resist nuclear bombs is not something they can eat. Don't worry, the power of missiles, there are not many people in this world. You can bear it, you don’t have to think about it here, no one can get in here, I can assure you.”

"But..." a staff member asked hesitantly, "Abuli and the others have been out for a few minutes, why haven't they seen them coming out? What happened?"

Donald turned his head and looked around, and saw that every staff member was looking at him nervously, and looked sideways at the generals around him, knowing that he couldn't hide it, he said carefully, "A little accident happened, they temporarily There is no way to go out yet, but it’s okay, their oxygen cylinders are enough for half an hour, and they will go out before they run out.”

After getting the news, the staff gradually relaxed, looked at each other, sat back in their seats, and waited with peace of mind.

"It won't take long, and they will wake up soon." The general said anxiously.

"Do you have a better way?" The president squinted at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Escape, we must find a way to escape."

The admiral turned his head and looked at the door, "How to escape? The outside is full of feces, does the President want to get in and swim out?"

The president looked at the black sticky billowing on the screen, shivered, and then said with a livid face, "Those damned guys don't answer the phone, they've made up their minds to trap us inside, don't swim out , do you have a better way?"

"So what if we go out?" the general said dejectedly, "Without the equipment here, we would lose everything. Is there any point in living?"

President Donald snorted and said, "Idiot, have you forgotten that there is more than one such shelter?"

He pointed to his head, "It's all here. As the chief of staff of the previous president, I have recorded all the refuge locations with me. Don't worry, we will leave Washington immediately after we escape from here. Since no one responded to the shelter, it means that no one survived in it, and if we take it down, we can continue to rule the United States."

"However, there is a serious problem now." The general hesitated for a while, pointing to the door over there and said, "The other side of the passage is where the warehouse is, our ammunition and food, everything is there, and The oxygen cylinders used when going out are also there. Now the feces have blocked us from that side, and there is no way to get those equipments. Even if we escaped, there are no weapons and ammunition. With these people in front of us, I think we You will be torn to pieces by the zombies before you leave Washington."

"Oxygen cylinders? Weapons?" The president stroked the beard on his lips, and said in thought for a while, "A distance of tens of meters, you can swim out without oxygen cylinders, but weapons..."

He drew a small pistol from his waist, shook it in front of his eyes, shook his head and took it back, looking around blankly.

Such weapons can only fight against the most ordinary human beings, not to mention zombies, even the survivors outside, those humans who have grown into evolutionaries, they can't handle any of them.

The secret service went out again and again, and the report submitted every time they came back clearly recorded the changes of the survivors. Dozens of helpless men and women wanted to break through the defense line of the zombies and escape from Washington. But also to successfully cross the endless wilderness to reach the next shelter, such an action can be said to be close to death.

President Donald somewhat regretted his original decision. If the secret agents were not allowed to take away the laser guns, they might still be able to fight their way out. However, if they didn’t use them, those high-tech weapons would also be placed on the opposite side to be covered with dung. The warehouse area blocked by water is still invisible and intangible.

His eyes wandered around, looking at the staff who were busy again, then at the few M16A4s left on the table next to him, and finally stopped on the school bus that was leaving quickly with blue smoke, and suddenly shouted eagerly, "Go, we have to go now."

Several generals looked at him suspiciously, not understanding why the president was in a hurry to leave in an instant, and then he heard President Donald say, "They will definitely alarm the monsters if they leave like this, we just need to follow behind and avoid the places where zombies gather. escaped."

"Everyone is ready to leave here."

The supervisor understood, stood up and clapped his hands and said, "Take the equipment connected to the satellite, waterproof bag, and keep them well. Don't bring too many personal items. We are fleeing in an emergency, so try to keep your clothes light. Do you understand?"

The crowd became chaotic all of a sudden, some started to find out waterproof bags and pack equipment such as flat-panel antennas, some hurried back to the dormitory area, took away the photos of their clothes, and some looked around for weapons and ammunition. With the capable appearance of a secret service, he put a sharp knife in his waist, held a pistol in his hand, and checked the magazine.

The president smiled and nodded, instantly feeling that the possibility of escaping to the next shelter has increased a lot. He whispered to several generals, pointing at those staff members who performed well from time to time, preparing to Promote these people to higher jobs.

On the satellite images, the school bus has already begun to evacuate, a large cloud of dust is rolled up, and rolls behind the yellow vehicle body, the papers scattered from the collapsed buildings on the street are flying up, and some monsters on the street in the distance are ho ho Screaming, already alarmed by the noise here, they began to gather in their direction.

"It's almost time, and it's our turn to leave." The president said looking at the screen.

Around, people have gradually packed up their luggage. The equipment that should be taken away is wrapped in layers of waterproof plastic bags, and the information here is transferred through satellite transfer, just like Guo Fei and the others through the transfer of the command vehicle. connected.

The president looked at the generals, nodded to each other, and was about to tell the truth outside, and led them to dive out at the fastest speed, when he heard a sudden roar from outside.

"What happened?" the President asked loudly.

The supervisor put down the bag in his hand, walked quickly back to the operating table, tapped his fingers, and the images on the screen changed rapidly.

"Damn it, it's the warehouse district," the Admiral shouted.

In the picture, the tide is surging, and the black sticky matter suddenly bursts through the iron gate of the warehouse area and pours in. In just an instant, the area over there is submerged, and the dung water rises rapidly, rolling in waves, The contents inside were swallowed up.

The president's eyes lit up, and he shouted in surprise, "It's opened over there, so we won't be submerged?"

The general thought for a while and shook his head and said, "I'm afraid it will be difficult. The area over there is very small, and it is not as big as this hall. It is estimated that it will not form a hole if it is submerged."

"It's a pity." The president said, "I knew it would be like this. We opened the door here, and everyone can hide in the warehouse area. There is a huge space here. Maybe we can go out by wading through the water. You don’t need to dive in with the whole person.”

"Why don't we all go?" The general suggested hesitantly, "Open the door and wait until the place is almost submerged before going out?"

"Let's see how much it will drop first." The president thought for a while and said.

A few people stared at the screen, nervously watching the water level drop in the pothole, there was a sound of slapping outside, and waves of excrement surged, rushing towards the opened warehouse area quickly. Submerge it completely.

"It doesn't work, it hasn't dropped much." The president shook his head and said, looking at the picture from the satellite with an ugly expression.

A huge vortex appeared in the middle of the black viscous, the dung water kept agitating, the water level slowly dropped, but stopped after one meter lower, and the vortex gradually disappeared, leaving only the dung water churning in all directions .

The space in the basement is too large. The White House was completely blown up. The exposed basement is as large as the area above. It took four decontamination trucks busy for three days to complete the pouring alone. There is a small warehouse area can be filled.

The disappointed president shook his head, and was about to give the order to open the door, when he heard a creaking sound from the door outside, and then the iron door on the outermost passage flew out with a bang, a large stream of dung water They rushed in, with a huge impact, and slammed heavily on the door of the hall.

Through the thick glass, everyone was stunned, turned their heads, and watched the black goo rushing in from outside the door, tumbling crazily, splashing large black spots on the glass.

"What is this?" Those staff members who didn't know the truth exclaimed loudly.

People backed away in a panic, knocked over the seat screens, and watched in horror at the blackness rushing up like a tide.

quack quack.

The door began to make strange noises, and the thick bulletproof glass was shaken by the huge impact and pressure. Gradually, thin cracks appeared one after another, and quickly began to spread across it.

"Don't panic, it's just sewage. Get ready, everyone, and you'll be safe when you swim out." The supervisor shouted loudly, comforting the panicked and frightened staff.

The president and several generals watched with livid faces, their breathing became rapid, they bit their lips, nervously waiting for the last moment to come.

boom.

The door and the bulletproof glass shattered and exploded almost at the same time, and instantly countless cubic meters of feces poured in. A staff member near the window was swept up by the black feces, screaming, and fell to the ground. It was swallowed up and disappeared, leaving only one hand waving desperately.

"Don't worry, wait until it stabilizes before swimming out." The supervisor was still shouting.

"Shit, this is not sewage, this is feces." Someone shouted.

The smell that could suffocate people to death spread quickly in the hall, several guys let go of the table they were holding on to, bent over and vomited desperately, someone cried loudly, shook his head and shouted, "No, I don't want to come in here Inside, God, come and save me."

The impact of the feces pouring in from the windows and doors was huge, and it was just a wave. No one in the hall could stand still. Countless hands were thumping in the black sticky. Someone shouted, and then mouth Just filled up, too terrified to breathe.

(End of this chapter)