[Martial Arts] Infinite Chamber Game

When Chu Liuxiang hurried over, the front of the South Second Gate was already a sea of ​​fire. Dozens of people were hiding in the pavilion, staring at the blazing fire in a daze. The Third Brother, Shen Bijun, and seven or eight other men were stabbing the zombies' heads with steel bars through the South First Gate.

The situation was temporarily under control, but Chu Liuxiang's heart was still in pain. The tragic scene of the survivors' base in Luyuan District being breached suddenly jumped into his mind. He rolled his throat, trying to make his voice steady, and said to the intercom: "Who is on guard today? What's the situation outside now? What happened?"

The voice in the intercom was trembling: "There are so many zombies, there must be hundreds, no, thousands of zombies, coming this way! At first there were only a dozen, and I didn't take it seriously. Who knew that there would be more and more, and I had no idea where they came from! The iron gate at the outermost of the community was knocked open in an instant, and then the third brother brought people over, but it was too late. The second south gate was about to be knocked open. Fortunately, Sister Jun came quickly and summoned more than 20 cars at once. My goodness, a series of rear-end collisions directly blocked the second south gate. Then the third brother asked someone to bring a bucket of gasoline and pour it out, and the fire was lit, and that was it."

The fire was burning fiercely, with occasional loud explosions that shook the earth. Although it was dangerous, it also became a natural barrier that temporarily stopped the zombies.

The third brother yelled at the intercom at the top of his lungs: "Damn it, where are the others? They always say they want to kill zombies, but they always fail me at the critical moment, right? Lao Zhang, go get those who can breathe! Women, stay back, those who have children, take care of them, and try to go home and lock the door!"

"Xiao Wu! Xiao Wu? Where the hell have you been, Wu Peiqi? Go to the warehouse at the back and move out all the guns and ammunition that can be carried!"

"Oh! Not good!" A distorted voice of fear suddenly emerged from the noisy intercom.

The second south gate was finally knocked open, and more than a dozen zombies crossed the sea of ​​fire and struggled to rush out.

Naturally, the zombies were also burning with flames.

Spring is the season when poplar and willow catkins fly. Of course there are trees at the entrance of the community, and of course there is a thick layer of poplar catkins accumulated under the trees.

A dozen or so zombies on fire took steps, burning the ground as they went. The roars of the zombies came from afar, one after another. Being here, people felt like being surrounded by a wave.

Dozens of people hiding in the pavilion had originally come to support after receiving the news, but they had been comfortable in this base for too long, and were suddenly thrown into chaos when faced with such a horrific scene. The zombies were obviously still far away, and they had weapons in their hands, but when they heard their companions screaming in panic, they panicked for no reason. All the methods of killing zombies that they had trained in their daily training inexplicably slipped out of their minds. When one person screamed, everyone followed suit. One person's escape led a group of people. A few faint voices of "Don't shout!" "Get water to put out the fire!" "Go home!" were drowned out in the panicked crowd.

Chu Liuxiang drew his knife and rushed forward against the panicked crowd. In an instant, dozens of fire zombies' heads fell to the ground, and the flying catkins were ignited with sparks, dancing in the April wind.

He didn't care about the fire and stood alone in front of the second south gate with a dagger in each hand. He chopped off the heads of all the zombies that rushed out of the sea of ​​fire, or pierced their eye sockets or temples and crushed their brains.

The foul-smelling corpse liquid splattered everywhere.

The chaotic situation was not controlled by his personal bravery. On the contrary, it made those who were trying to escape feel more at ease.

In the final analysis, Chu Liuxiang was not a qualified leader. He was better at protecting the weak under his wings and giving people a sense of security. So even if someone wanted to help, they were stopped by the people around them.

"Our NPCs should have some self-awareness. How dare you steal the protagonist's highlight?"

The person who was pulled was stunned.

He never thought of himself as an NPC. Although his life was dull and uneventful, he was real. He had his own name, parents, relatives and friends, and a workplace. He had his own thoughts, dreams and a strong will. He also believed that the world existed because of him, and dreamed of becoming a hero who would "go forward even if there were tens of thousands of people against him."

He was clearly determined to realize his dream, but someone held him back.

The reason was lame, but he was convinced somehow.

He escaped, and he escaped quickly.

NPC? What a joke, he doesn't want his life to become a stepping stone for a hero!

There was another earth-shattering explosion, and the raging fire and thick smoke were blown by the wind and poured into the brain, choking people so that they couldn't open their eyes and couldn't help coughing. Zombies were not afraid of fire or smoke, steel or knives, and they were not afraid of pain. Their chaotic and rotten brains could only issue one command: eat the fresh flesh and blood!
More and more zombies crossed the sea of ​​fire.

Some people gave themselves a reason to escape, while others did not think about anything and rushed forward with knives drawn. Of course, the support came from the Nanyi Gate. From the beginning, Chu Liuxiang was alone with him, and before he knew it, he had been surrounded by the zombies.

Chu Liuxiang never thought of himself as a hero or the immortal protagonist in some story. He even felt that when the next explosion came, he would be clawed by a zombie.

But he must not retreat. If he retreats, Lijingyuan will inevitably repeat the mistakes of Luyuan District.

He didn't want to see the people he spent every day with die in front of him, that's all.

However, even a hero would feel a little sad when he is abandoned by the people he tried so hard to protect and is left alone and helpless.

The front of the South 1st Gate was filled with zombie corpses, stacked up like a small hill. So the later zombies climbed up by stepping on the corpses of the previous ones. Gradually, the zombies were standing taller than the gate.

It is undoubtedly extremely dangerous to attack zombies from high places while standing below.

The third brother's eyes were choked by the black smoke and his face was streaked with black and white. Seeing the zombies standing higher and higher, he gritted his teeth and said, "Retreat! Retreat to the pavilion! Quickly!"

Someone said anxiously: "Third brother, if we retreat, we can't defend this iron gate!" Third brother was too angry to say anything, so he slapped the man on the head, and pulled his two younger brothers aside to retreat like an angry lion. Just as they took two steps back, there was a bang, and the iron gate and the wall were pushed down, as if endless zombies were swarming in.

"Run!" Someone shouted, and the zombies rushed to the front.

"Close your eyes and don't look back!" Shen Bijun shouted and then used her skills.

A large truck loaded with steel coils suddenly appeared, and rolled over to the ground. Several tons of steel coils rolled towards the group of corpses, and blood and flesh flew everywhere.

The third brother ran while grabbing the intercom: "Wu Peiqi! Where the hell have you been?"

The intercom beeped twice, and a crying voice came out: "Third brother, the warehouse where the guns are stored has been robbed. It was those bastards surnamed Liu. A lot of people drove their cars and crashed through the north gate and ran away! Lao Zhang also ran away. This bastard, fuck him! We brought people to stop him, but he killed two of our brothers. Now there's a big hole in the north gate, and the zombies are coming this way!"

The third brother's chest was shaking, his eyes were almost bleeding, and thousands of words merged into one "Fuck!"

Shen Bijun grabbed the intercom and said, "Don't worry about them. South Gate 1 and South Gate 2 can no longer be defended! Send more people!"

A moment later, more than 20 people came running over, both men and women, most of them were young people around 17 or 18 years old. Some were holding guns, but more were holding steel bars and long knives.

Xiao Wu ran in the front and burst into tears as soon as he saw his third brother: "Third brother, they all ran away. The doors of the warehouses were pried open and several cars were driven away."

When the third brother heard this, tears started to fall. It was not because he felt sorry for the things, but because he was sad.

Although there were many people in the base, the car keys, especially the truck keys, were mostly still in the hands of those who followed the third brother at the beginning, and even Chu Liuxiang had no right to ask.

The only people who could drive away were those people—those who had followed him from the gym.

There is no time to be sad. The swarming corpses don't care what your mood is. The third brother wiped his face hurriedly, waving the steel bars and said with a thick nasal voice: "Lao Wang, Zhao Jiang, Zheng Shuang, the rest of you go to support Brother Chu, he is surrounded."

"Fuck! Are there only a few of them?" "Hey! Lin Shiyin, she——"

boom!
With a flash of strong light, a group of zombies were blasted into ashes.

What Lin Shiyin was holding was the laser cannon left by Wang Lianhua. This weapon from another world could be turned into a ring and worn on the hand. When needed, one pressed the ring surface and it would become the size of a pistol. It was very powerful, but there was one thing: the laser cannon did not have much energy, so it would not be used unless it was a truly critical moment.

A strong light flashed continuously from the muzzle of the cannon until the energy was exhausted and it was able to barely suppress a wave of zombies, allowing everyone to catch their breath.

Chu Liuxiang leaped into the air and landed in front of Lin Shiyin. He was not injured, but his whole body was splattered with corpse fluid and his face was blackened by smoke.

"Why are you here? Where's Xiaoyun?"

Lin Shiyin exhaled softly: "Leave it to Xiaohui. It's a mess in there. I can't figure it out."

You don’t have to think about what this chaos is like to know what it is.

The third brother asked, "Where's my wife? Did she run away?"

Lin Shiyin said: "In the basement of the villa, there are many people inside. They also moved the drinking water in. When I came out, they had already locked the door."

What this means is self-evident.

The third brother scratched his scalp angrily, as if he was relieved, but he was also a little unhappy. He was angry, but it couldn't be said that what they did was wrong. The same was true for several people around him, who all felt very uncomfortable.

How should I put it? It's true that we hope everyone can close the door and protect themselves, but it makes them look like fools while struggling desperately in front.

Chu Liuxiang asked: "Is anyone injured?"

No one could say for sure, so dozens of people checked each other. The results of half a year of hard training were obvious, and no one was injured, which was cause for celebration.

The fire in front of the door burned for more than four hours. The prefabricated steel house and a row of trees at the door were all burned down. The two modified cars parked at the door were also burned down. The third brother thought, since everything was burning anyway, he might as well drag the bodies piled at the South Gate into the fire, which would save trouble.

It was not until the fire spread into the residential area that people came out one after another and put out the fire with basins and buckets of water.

……

There was a lot of noise in the basement of the villa. Everyone was talking and everyone was shouting at the top of their lungs to get others to be quiet.

"Today is only the first wave. I used a telescope to see that there are still many heading this way! Everyone should be alert tonight. If you live on the upper floors, don't go back. Sleep on the floor here."

"This is fucking weird. How did the zombies find us?"

"Count! Raise your hands when your name is called. Let's see how many people are left. Stop fucking crying."

"That heartless guy in my family ran away. I was still pregnant with his child. He was driving in front of me and I couldn't catch up with him..."

"Wow, I regret it. I don't want to have a baby anymore. Doctor He, please help me get rid of the baby. I really didn't know it would be like this!"

"Fuck, Zhang Yangyan ran away too? Wasn't he the first one to follow Third Brother?"

"Don't even mention him. If I see him, I'll kill him first! It's fucking interesting. More than a dozen people died, and not one of them died in the mouths of zombies!"

"I want to have an abortion. I'm only a month pregnant. Why would I keep my belly open if the person is dying? I can't even survive myself, so how can I raise the child?"

"You can't have an abortion, Doctor He, you can't let her have an abortion. I was counting on her to give me two grandchildren. I already lost my son, you can't let me lose my grandson too!"

"Old Bitch, I really gave you face and gave you a golden grandson. I gave you a fucking grandson!"

"Stop arguing, stop arguing! Brother Chu, zombies! The zombies are coming this way again! They're already at the People's Hospital!"

"Stop making noise, stop making noise! ​​Speak louder on the intercom! Where are the zombies?"

"People's Hospital! People's Hospital! We're at the People's Hospital, hurry up and get someone here!"

The noisy crowd gradually quieted down. Even though the intercom was almost shouting at the top of its voice, no one stood up. Everyone was silent, even the third brother did not speak.

The voice on the intercom gradually calmed down, and hesitantly asked: "You...you...Brother Chu? Chu Liuxiang?"

Chu Liuxiang is not here.

He had already gone out when everyone started arguing.

It was a long and silent night, the sky was dark and there was no light at all.

Twenty-six people died in the chaos during the day, twenty-one of whom were picked up by Chu Liuxiang from outside. He clearly remembered the scene of meeting each of them.

Among these twenty-six people, there was one who was still a child, a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old. When he was picked up by Chu Liuxiang, he was hiding in a small supermarket waiting for his father to come back. He had been waiting for more than two months.

Chu Liuxiang wanted to take him away, but he refused. He said that he and his father were surrounded by zombies, so his father asked him to wait here while he led the zombies away and then came back to find him. His father was an armed police officer with excellent skills. He would definitely come back if he said he would.

Even though Chu Liuxiang had never been a father, he had raised a child. He knew that few fathers in the world would leave their teenage children waiting in a dangerous place for two months. But as a father, when he was at the end of his rope, it was not a difficult decision to lead the zombies away alone and leave the hope of survival to his children.

He took some time to trick the boy into Lijingyuan. That night, the boy hugged him and cried all night. He also promised the boy that he would protect him like his father.

Now the boy is dead, stabbed six times, and Chu Liuxiang doesn't even know which beast did it!
These miserable corpses were placed at the north gate and had not yet been buried. Some of them were hit by fleeing vehicles, some wanted to stop the chaos, and some wanted to fight for supplies. No matter what the reason, they died, at the hands of their companions who had been with them day and night.

Chu Liuxiang leaned down and stared quietly at his dead companions.

In a trance, he seemed to hear some sound, was it accusation, abuse, crying, or wailing?
(End of this chapter)