zombie frenzy

Chapter 806 The Perverted Survivor

District Four.

food warehouse.

Hackster sat curled up on the ground with a numb face, reaching out his hands to feel the darkness from time to time, and stuffed a little food from the tin can on the ground into his mouth.

The room exudes a strong bloody smell, covering the turbid and unpleasant air. In the corner, there is a corpse with only bones left. The flesh and blood on the body have been removed cleanly. The ground and the rest were all packed in a large glass container. Beside it, there were some gray-white bones scattered in a mess. More than a dozen skulls were staring coldly at the surroundings with their eye sockets.

I don’t know how long I’ve stayed here. At the beginning, there were still people looking at their watches, counting the time, and waiting for rescue. But as the days passed, people began to despair, and their watches were smashed. The days are depicted on the wall, and later, the scratches on the wall are also scraped off, and the rest is dull and numb.

Days passed, and the heavy warehouse door here separated them from the zombies, but no one dared to go out, just outside the door, against the iron gate, the hoo hoo of the monster could be heard in their ears, and With the sound of slow footsteps, there are always zombies hovering around them.

The warehouse behind them was full of large boxes of canned food, enough to feed a thousand people for a year. Even if more than 20 of them let go of their stomachs, they probably wouldn't be able to eat them all until they died.

In the beginning, these people behaved fairly normally. While waiting for rescue, no one dared to indulge the devil in their hearts. Even if they smashed their watches in despair and scratched off the nicks, half a year has passed, and there are only occasional noisy fights. A few times, until, one day, the sound of missiles launching suddenly came from the base.

The remaining electric energy was exhausted, and after the light bulb flickered for a while, the whole world was plunged into darkness, and activities could only be guided by the flashlights found in the warehouse.

One day later, the big Daur suddenly went berserk. Bossy, who was sitting next to him and had conflicted with him, became the first victim. He was killed for no reason when there was enough food. Afterwards, he was forced to Watching everyone here share their flesh and blood.

From then on, every once in a while he would burst out suddenly. From the beginning of being persecuted, people were terrified, and later, those who were alive had cold eyes in their eyes every day, and kept scanning their companions around. Whenever Daur approached someone, the rest of the people tensed their muscles and waited nervously and excitedly.

Yesterday, Hackster's best friend, Big Peter Pan became the target, and Hackster pounced on him without hesitation, before the blood on his body dried up, he directly bit the flesh with his mouth, and Those who were still alive scrambled until their stomachs were swollen before stopping this feast.

Eating unpalatable and disgusting tin cans with the same taste every day, they have long been bored. The warm flesh stimulates their desire to survive and vents their despair in this world. After being persecuted by Daur once, they completely became his assistant.

Hackster stuffed food into his mouth boredly, not because he was hungry, but because he needed to find something to kill time. His fingers touched the cold flashlight on the ground, he picked it up unconsciously, put it under his head It gives light.

The light suddenly appeared in the warehouse, and several survivors turned their heads in an instant, and saw a snow-white face appearing in front of them, the eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the face that had not been tidied up for a long time was covered with beard stubble. In the open mouth, there was a shred of meat stuffed between the teeth. Feeling someone looking at him, the eyes began to move slowly.

"Idiot, damn it, you'll be next." Daur rushed forward angrily, held him down, threw away the flashlight, and beat him on the head and body.

The eyes of several survivors lit up, their breathing became rapid, and strange zombie-like noises came from their throats. One of them couldn't help swallowing secretly.

Hackster held his head, numbly allowing Daur to punch and kick, with a strange expression on his face, as if he was relieved, excited, and a little sad.

Daur suddenly stopped beating, sat on Hackster, tilted his head and listened for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Did you hear that?"

Hackster turned his head to look at him blankly. Next to him, a survivor moved and pressed his face against the iron gate. After listening for a while, he said, "Someone is coming, Area [-], they are stealing our missiles, Haha, the zombies have all been lured away."

"Chance, this is the last chance." Daur stood up, "I have to go, if I don't go, I will die here alone."

Killing one by one, sooner or later there will be only him left here. Daur just indulged the demon in his heart, wanting to express the meaning of his life in this way, but being abnormal is not the same as being stupid, it has been a few months Finally, someone came and led away the monsters at the door. If they didn't leave, they would probably be buried here forever.

Daur didn't pay attention to whether anyone would follow, Daur walked to the door in a few steps, and after listening carefully for a while, he turned his head slowly, illuminated all the people with a flashlight, and said in a low voice, "You all ate , don't forget this."

No one spoke. The survivor who was hit by the strong light squinted his eyes, turned his head to avoid the beam of light, and waited quietly for his next move.

The weapons piled up in the corner next to it were taken out, and after Kala Kala checked the bolts of the ammunition, Daur looked at the survivors who were fully armed, stretched out his hand, and slowly pushed the iron door open.

The cold air blows in like a strong wind. Although the outside is also turbid and rotten, it is still much fresher than here. However, these guys have already been smothered by the stench inside, and they can't feel the change at all. Nervously observing the movement around him carefully.

This is a huge warehouse area. They are located in the most remote corner of the warehouse area. When the catastrophe happened, it was lunch time. Everyone in the base was in the cafeteria in front of the warehouse area. They fled in a panic. Hiding here, relying on the thick iron gate, escaped the predation of those not-so-powerful zombies.

I don't know who pressed the fire alarm, and a fire door was lowered, blocking these monsters in this area, making them dare not even go out these days, nesting in the warehouse for more than a year. They all had a strong stench, and after the smell of blood dissipated a few meters away, the remaining smell was good at covering up their whereabouts.

Outside, a large group of monsters wandered around, several large cafeterias were crowded with monsters, the seats had been overturned long ago, some monsters were alarmed by the noise outside, blocked in front of the fire doors, and kept beating the thick The thick iron gate roared loudly.

"Damn it, we can't get out." Daur cursed under his throat.

"I know there is a way here." Hackster panted, "Not far from the fire door, there is a small door for maintenance over there, and you can go out from there, but the door is usually closed. No keys."

As a senior officer of the base, Hackster has a lot of information that others don't know, and he figured out a solution after just a few glances.

"Lead the way." Daur said coldly.

Sticking to the wall, several people moved carefully. The nearest monster was only 30 meters away. Whenever those blood-red eyes looked over, these guys stopped moving instantly, like a gecko He remained motionless, and his breathing stopped.

The body exudes a stench, and the faint smell of blood can already be ignored. The zombies did not pay attention to this place, and there is no movement and no smell. In this dark world, the monster's vision is worse than theirs, and they can only rely on their ears and noses. Go find blood food.

All the way forward, the flashlight can only be turned on occasionally, and it must be tightly wrapped with clothes, leaving only a very small ray of light to see the road clearly.

They couldn't see anything in the underground base. Fortunately, they had nowhere to go. They were so familiar with this place that they couldn't go wrong even if they squinted their eyes. With the blood-red eyes of zombies as a reference, they reluctantly groped and left. Warehouse canteen.

"It's right here." After carefully identifying it for a while, Hackster pointed to the side of the blood-red eyes in front of him and said.

"If you make a mistake, I will be the first to throw you in to feed the monster." Daur warned in a low voice against Hackster's ear.

The distance between the two doors is too close, so close that the distance is less than 20 meters. After the catastrophe, someone once ventured out. In their sight, this guy was found at such a distance from the monster, and was instantly torn into pieces. Pieces are eaten.

The breathing became much faster. Several survivors covered their mouths and noses with their hands, suppressing the fear in their hearts, and moved little by little until they came to the small door.

With the help of the weak flashlight, Daur turned the doorknob behind him. There was a slight clicking sound, and the door was locked, but the doorknob did not respond at all.

The sound of the twisting door was very small, and 20 meters away were all monsters screaming crazily, beating on the iron door, and they could barely hear it with their ears pricked up.

However, beyond people's expectations, those monsters stopped moving suddenly, all blood-red eyes turned here, and the surrounding became extremely silent.

"Walk."

Daur roared, took half a step back, slammed into the small door forcefully, and rushed in without looking back.

Several guys screamed and fled in after him in horror. Those sluggish and still monsters screamed and started to chase frantically. By the small door, they pushed and crowded hard. Some powerful and agile monsters took the lead. After rushing out, the rest was to hit and push the door frame, until cracks appeared on it, and it collapsed with a roar, revealing a huge door opening.

"Run this way." Hackster caught up with Daur, who was hesitant in front, and shouted loudly.

This is where he is most familiar with the road. He snatched the flashlight from the opponent's hand, the beam of light shook, and a familiar scene appeared in front of him, and the speed of fleeing was much faster.

A large group of monsters were screaming and chasing wildly from behind, only a few tens of meters away from them, as long as they made a wrong step, they would be torn into pieces and devoured instantly.

Area No. [-] is not the deepest part of the base. It is a square space. One, Two, and Four are actually very close to each other. Only Area No. [-] is the deepest and farthest place. The pipe went over and a small door was opened, and the office area of ​​District [-] appeared outside. Looking to the right, you can already see the light appearing above in the distance.

Several guys were running excitedly, shouting loudly, while nervously looking back at the monster that sprang out from behind.

"As I remember, you and Big Peter Pan were best friends."

While running, Daur suddenly approached Hackster and said in a low voice. Before he could respond and explain, he raised his foot and kicked his calf bone in two.

"I won't let unstable people follow me, I'm sorry, I hope you won't be eaten." Daur smiled triumphantly, and strode away from him.

(End of this chapter)