Apocalypse Rebirth: 3000 million won at the beginning

Chapter 1941 I was bitten, waiting to die, please do not disturb me
How could ordinary humans defeat the ferocious wall-climbing zombies?

After five minutes of anxiety, a big hole was torn in the bathroom door by a wall-climbing zombie.

A snow-white claw stretched out, and the man stabbed the claw with the hairpin without hesitation.

Pierce the claws.

But the wall-climbing zombie was not affected at all. Instead, it pulled the mop stick off while struggling.

Bang!

The stick fell to the floor with a crisp sound.

Seeing this, the man quickly bent down and tried to pick up the mop and put it behind the door again.

Now there is at least only one hole, and the wall-climbing zombies can't get in. If they stick their heads in, they can hit them with one strike.

This is also the only way they can fight this wall-climbing zombie.

Who would have thought that the moment he bent down, the sharp claws of the wall-climbing zombie scratched his face, leaving a deep scar.

Blood flowed down the river.

"Ah!!!" the man screamed in pain.

After smelling the blood, the wall-climbing zombies outside became more excited and banged on the door more fiercely.

"Are you okay?" The woman took the towel in her hand and helped the man wipe the blood off his face.

The man shouted angrily: "Don't worry about me, push the mop back quickly or the door will collapse!"

The voice just fell.

The next second, the door was violently slammed open by a wall-climbing zombie.

boom!
The wall-climbing zombie jumped in and knocked the man to the ground. Before the man could stab the zombie's head with his hairpin, the wall-climbing zombie bit his neck.

cough~
The man spat out large mouthfuls of blood.

The woman screamed in pain and stabbed the lens at the head of the zombie climbing the wall.

But the wall-climbing zombie moved very quickly. He suddenly raised his head, with a few pieces of meat in his mouth and a face covered in blood.

The ferocious face and slightly red pupils make people feel scared when they see it.

Stab it!

The woman's lens pierced into the face of the wall-climbing zombie, but it got stuck before it penetrated too deep.

After all, it's just a piece of mirror, far less valuable than a hairpin.

The attack failed to kill the wall-climbing zombie. The woman resisted the urge to escape and quickly bent down to pick up the hairpin that had fallen to the ground.

Unexpectedly, this wall-climbing zombie moved faster and bit her arm the moment she bent down.

yah~
The sharp teeth bit into the biceps and tore off a large piece of flesh.

"what!!!"

The woman wailed in pain, and at this moment she got the hairpin.

The head of the wall-climbing zombie was right on her neck.

The woman exerted all her strength, hugged the zombie's head, swung her arms, and stabbed the zombie's temple with the hairpin in her hand.

Click!

Pfft!

The moment the wall-climbing zombie bit the woman's neck was the same moment the woman's hairpin inserted into the wall-climbing zombie's temple.

The entire hairpin was inserted into the temple of the wall-climbing zombie.

The woman's neck was bitten off in an instant.

In her dying moments, the woman looked at her husband who was lying on the ground and about to turn into a zombie, with a trace of attachment in her eyes.

"Husband, let's be husband and wife in the next life"

thump!
The wall-climbing zombie and the woman fell to the ground at the same time.

A few seconds later, the man lying on the ground crawled up and turned into a zombie.

Between last night and sunrise, similar situations occurred many times within the Northwest Base.

A large number of residents and combat personnel who remained here turned into zombies and wandered around the northwest base.

Some wall-climbing zombies also hid in buildings as the sun rose.

But there are still some lucky people alive in the building. They are so scared that they dare not make any sound for fear of being heard by the zombies.

Once discovered by zombies, they will have no choice but to die.

From time to time, one or two shrill wails would be heard from the northwest base buildings. These were the unlucky humans who were discovered by zombies.

Every wailing means that someone has turned into a zombie.

As time passed, the bigwigs under the Central Research Institute of the Northwest Base became more and more anxious.

"Why haven't they arrived yet? Is there still no news from Wang Xudong? Huh?!" The boss' tone became increasingly agitated.

Zhao Mingzhong replied with an unpleasant expression:
"Wang Xudong is being blocked and can't get over. We still can't get in touch with Sun Yuan!"

Bang!

The boss overturned the table.

At this moment, he was like a madman, completely different from the big boss who used to be calm even when faced with a mountain collapse.

"How can they not get through? Trash are all trash! They are all trash!"

The big guy screamed hysterically and threw everything he could get his hands on to the ground.

Trash everywhere.

The boss at this moment is as helpless as a child.

He didn't want to die, nor did he want to surrender. He was an extremely strong-willed man.

But now he could only watch the Oil City army coming, and he was powerless to do anything.

Suddenly, he raised his head, revealing his bloodshot eyes.

Now there is another way before him: Break out of the Northwest Base!
He stood up slowly like a man-eating lion, looked at Zhao Mingzhong and said:
"Send a few people out to see if there are any intact armored vehicles outside as a last resort."

"But I just looked outside."

"Send someone quickly!" the boss roared.

"Okay." Zhao Mingzhong couldn't persuade him, so he found a few of his men to give them instructions.

"Captain Column, there are zombies everywhere outside. How can we get out? Going out will be suicide." The subordinates were obviously reluctant.

In their view, surrender is actually a solution.

If we really can't defeat Oil City, it's okay to surrender.

At least I can save my life.

"Just go when I tell you to go. Why are you wasting time talking!" Zhao Mingzhong shouted angrily.

The subordinate curled his lips and said, "Anyway, I don't want to go out and die. There are zombies everywhere. I will be discovered as soon as I show my head."

Wow!

Zhao Mingzhong pulled out his pistol in anger and pointed it at his men's heads.

"Are you going or not?" He definitely didn't want to do this unless he had to.

Because doing so is too risky and may easily lead to a mutiny.

But his elder brother had given the order, so he had no choice but to do this.

With a gun pointed at his head, the subordinate had no choice but to agree.

But he had already made up his mind that after he went upstairs, he would find a room on the first floor and hide there and would not come out no matter what.

Just lie in wait until the Oil City army arrives, then surrender to save your life.

He called a few unlucky guys to go up with him.

Zhao Mingzhong was afraid that he would pretend to obey but actually disobey, so he followed him to the closed door on the first floor.

Through the peephole of the steel door, there were dozens of zombies wandering in the hall on the first floor.

Zhao Mingzhong turned his head and looked at his men: "Along, I know you are angry, but this is for all of us. If the people from Oil City get to us, we will have no way out. You go out and look for them first."

The subordinate named A Long was full of disdain in his heart. He said, "You sound so nice, why don't you go out by yourself?"

There are zombies everywhere outside, stay north.

"I see."

Zhao Mingzhong nodded, looked at the people behind him nervously, and signaled to them: After Aaron and the others leave, close the door immediately.

This was taken care of in advance.

"I'll count to three, two, one, and then you rush out!"

"Okay." Aaron's brain recalled the scene on the first floor, and he remembered that there was a closed meeting room on the right side of the hall.

That door is not a wooden door, but an iron door, and it should be able to withstand the impact of zombies.

The distance is about fifteen meters.

"three."

"two."

"one."

Zhao Mingzhong pushed open the steel door and A-Long was the first to run out.

A zombie was seen heading towards him. The zombie seemed very confused about where the human came from. Before it could react, it was knocked to the ground by Aaron with the butt of his gun.

He ran towards the meeting room on the right at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

Two zombies suddenly appeared in front of them.

But he kept moving and moved in an S shape to avoid the two zombies.

The two men behind him had no choice but to open fire.

Boom!

The gunshot instantly attracted the attention of other zombies in the hall, and they rushed over.

Fifteen meters is short, but at this moment it seems so long.

Rushing to the door of the conference room, he saw two zombies in the conference room at a glance.

Bang bang, two shots killed it.

"quick!"

Of the three men who escaped, two were entangled by zombies.

The remaining subordinate ran the fastest and reached the door in no time.

Aaron pulled him in and closed the door of the conference room.

Click click click!

Lock it quickly.

This was not the end, he pushed the tables and chairs in the conference room over.

After doing all this, he sat down in the front seat.

Cold sweat broke out.

It’s so exciting!
Just then, a zombie's claw almost grabbed his face, luckily he ran fast enough!
Zizizi!
At this moment, Zhao Mingzhong's voice came from the intercom.

"Aaron, what happened to you guys? Why didn't you run outside? Why did you run to the right?"

Aaron replied irritably:

"I've been bitten and am waiting to die. Please don't disturb me."

"." Zhao Mingzhong fell silent.

It's really dangerous outside.

(Ask for monthly ticket)