Courtyard House: I fish in the heavens, a professional bird abuser.

"Clang—"

It's as if to prove the Red Queen's jinx.

Outside the main control room, deep in the long corridor, a loud thud suddenly came from the sound of something heavy falling.

In the deathly silent underground bunker, this sound was louder than thunder, striking a chord with everyone.

Captain Xue De whirled around, his gun instantly raised, pointing deadly at the end of the dark corridor.

His hands were trembling slightly.

Not only him, but everyone present, even the mercenaries who had experienced countless battles, felt a chill run from the soles of their feet straight to the top of their heads.

"What...what was that sound?"

Matt clutched his head, his voice trembling as he asked. He was just an ordinary environmentalist, not a fighter, and this scene was almost overwhelming him.

"Quiet!"

He Yuanchao gave a low shout.

The cynical smile on his face had vanished, replaced by a wolf-like calmness and focus.

He did not panic because of the loud noise.

in contrast.

His blood began to boil.

The Desert Eagle that had always been tucked into his waistband was now silently in his hand.

The cold, metallic touch gave him a long-lost sense of security.

"The price of a system restart is having all the doors unlocked."

He Yuanchao turned his head and spoke to the group of special task force members who were still in a daze. He spoke quickly, but every word was clear.

"Those 'employees' who were originally confined to various offices and laboratories are now free."

"Listen to me."

"If you don't want to die, switch all your guns to single-fire mode."

"Conserve every bullet."

"Because the number of guests coming next... will be so large that it will make you question your existence."

Rain scoffed dismissively, picked up her gun again, and cocked it. "You mean those corpses that were poisoned by the gas? Sir, you're too cowardly. What's there to be afraid of in corpses? Are they going to get up and bite me?"

He Yuanchao did not refute her.

He just glanced at her with the look of someone looking at a dead person.

"You can give it a try."

"I hope you'll still be this tough when your neck gets bitten off later."

Before he could finish speaking...

The teeth-grinding "rustling" sound began to intensify.

That was the sound of countless feet dragging on the metal floor.

Disorganized and disorderly.

But it's getting closer and closer.

"Thump...thump...thump..."

It was accompanied by a heavy, labored breathing sound, like a broken bellows being pulled.

Alice's intuition was exceptionally sharp. She took a sudden step back and pointed at the monitor screen outside the corridor: "Look there! Something's coming!"

All eyes were focused on the split-screen image projected by the Red Queen.

Restaurant B, the place that used to be filled with corpses.

Those "corpses" that were originally lying haphazardly on the ground are now slowly...standing up from the ground in an extremely twisted and bizarre posture.

Some of them had their necks tilted to their shoulders.

Some of their legs were clearly broken, with the white bone fragments exposed, yet they seemed oblivious to the pain, dragging their limbs across the ground.

On their faces.

It was a deathly white.

Or perhaps it should be described as bluish-gray.

Those eyes, without pupils, only whites, held a primal, frenzied longing for the flesh and blood of the living.

"My God..."

Kaplan nearly dropped the instrument in his hand again. "What is this? Is this also an Umbrella research project? Resurrecting the dead?"

"No."

The Red Queen's calm voice punctuated the scene at just the right moment, as if providing commentary on this hellish spectacle.

"This is a side effect of the T-virus."

"It can reactivate dead cells, but only retain the most basic feeding instinct."

"They did not come back from the dead."

"They are...walking dead."

On the screen, the horde of zombies began to move.

Hundreds and thousands.

Densely packed.

Like a gray tide, it flowed down the corridor and up the stairs, towards the only place where there was life—the server room.

among them.

There was a "corpse" dressed in a repairman's uniform, dragging a heavy fire axe in its hand.

The axe blade scraped against the ground, sending up a trail of sparks and emitting a chilling shriek.

That was the zombie that left the deepest impression on He Yuanchao in the original work.

The first "executioner".

"Get ready to receive guests."

He Yuanchao raised the Desert Eagle in his hand.

He didn't choose to hide in the server room and hold out. It was a dead end; if he were trapped there, he would run out of bullets and be left to die.

We have to break through.

We must fight our way out and rush back to the train platform before the horde of zombies completely surrounds us.

"Xe De, lead your men, triangular formation, charge!"

"I'll provide flank cover."

"Don't even think about those fancy headshot maneuvers, you guys don't have that kind of marksmanship yet."

"Break their legs! Incapacitate them! Then run! Even if you have to crawl, get to the exit!"

He Yuanchao's tactic of completely deviating from the conventional zombie movie tactic of "must be a headshot" actually makes sense.

In their extreme panic, it was incredibly difficult for these soldiers to aim at a swaying head.

Instead, the key to survival lies in attacking the larger areas of the torso and legs to slow down the enemy.

"Walk!"

Xue De, as expected of the captain, still made decisive decisions at crucial moments.

"GOGOGO!"

The task force rushed out of the main server room.

As soon as I entered the corridor.

The stench that hit you was so strong it could knock you over.

That was the smell of hundreds of corpses fermenting with blood and poison.

At the corner ahead.

The zombie repairman dragging an axe appeared, swaying unsteadily.

Its face was half rotten, its chin drooping, revealing a mouthful of blackened teeth.

I saw a living person.

It let out a roar like a wild beast: "Roar—!"

Then he suddenly raised his axe and pounced on it without hesitation.

"Die, monster!"

Rain was the first to fire.

The MP5 submachine gun in his hand spat out a tongue of fire.

"Rat-a-tat-tat—"

A whole magazine of bullets hit the zombie in the chest.

Black blood splattered.

The zombie was knocked back several steps by the enormous impact, leaving several bloody holes in its body.

but……

It didn't fall.

There wasn't even a long pause.

Still dragging its broken body, it charged forward with even greater frenzy.

"Damn it! He's unkillable! He's practically unkillable!"

Rain screamed in terror; the scene, which defied all common sense, was causing her to lose her composure.

"I already told you, they're dead, they don't feel pain!"

He Yuanchao stepped out from behind.

His eyes were cold.

The murderous aura forged in the flames of war erupted completely at this moment.

"Look carefully!"

"This is the correct way to handle a gun!"

He raised the Desert Eagle in his hand.

There were no extra aiming movements; it all came down to the feel of the gun that was ingrained in my muscle memory.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out, as loud as a cannon.

The large-caliber Magnum bullet, carrying enormous kinetic energy, slammed into the zombie's head instantly.

It's like smashing a rotten watermelon with a sledgehammer.

The red and white pieces exploded instantly, covering the entire wall.

The monster that was impossible to kill this time didn't even utter a sound, and fell straight backward.

The axe fell to the ground with a clang.

"That's right."

He Yuanchao blew away the non-existent gunpowder smoke from the muzzle of his gun, turned to look at the group of dumbfounded soldiers, and a cruel smile appeared on his lips.

"I want them to stop."

"We have to blow their CPUs up."

"Learn from this, newbies."

"The road ahead."

"It will be a hundred times more exciting than this."

He had barely finished speaking.

At the end of the corridor, a dense chorus of footsteps and countless pairs of eyes yearning for flesh and blood surged forth from around the corner like a flood.

A real zombie apocalypse.

It's officially started!

"Fire!!!"