Being obsessed with killing, I became a knife crusher

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"Sister 45, you don't seem to be worried about the commander at all. Isn't he our family? Don't you recognize him yet?"

Sitting in the passenger seat of the off-road vehicle, UMP9 bit into a piece of chocolate military ration and asked absentmindedly.

"He is a commander I recognize. He really made me see 40 again. I think he will not get hung up on a minor incident like a concussion."

UMP45 said lightly.

"Huh? Then you mean he will definitely recover!"

UMP9 moved his attention to UMP45 in a fuss.

"Isn't that natural?"

"Then why do we have to go out to find a brain doctor? Why don't we just stay by the commander's side?"

"That's really stupid. I believe Commander can survive, but that doesn't mean he doesn't need our help. What I say survive is because we have provided Commander with the best recovery conditions."

UMP45 reached out and tapped UMP9 on the head.

"So, Sister 45, you are still worried about the commander, right?"

UMP9 showed a meaningful smile and asked mischievously.

"Of course, he let me see 40 again, and he is more doting on the human form. This is the best destination for us."

"Oh! Then let's quickly catch a brain expert!"

UMP9 swallowed the rations in his hand in several mouthfuls and checked his magazine.

"Are you ready? If we don't clean up the entire hospital, we won't be able to bring the people out alive. There may be a lot of alienated zombies in areas dealing with viruses. Once inside, there is no turning back."

Ump45 looked at the hospital gate not far away.

A thick layer of metal bullet casings covered the entire ground, and there was also an overturned tank. It was obvious that this place had experienced an extremely difficult battle.

The broken hand guard of the firearm is condensed in the black oily blood, and the broken camouflage uniform fragments tell the story of the soldiers who fought here until the last moment.

The Fifth Affiliated Medical College of Sun Yat-sen University in the morning sun is like a giant beast with its mouth wide open, waiting for its prey to come to its door. The thick sour smell of corpses in the air and the continuous roars of zombies make people shudder.

"Don't worry, Sister 45, I won't die in a place like this. I still want to see you in a wedding dress with my own eyes! It must be very beautiful!"

"Let's wear them together then."

UMP45 opened the door of the off-road vehicle and pulled out the combat dagger, and UMP9 also stepped out of the vehicle from the other side.

In less than half a minute, dozens of zombies poured out of the hospital door like debris from an avalanche. UMP45 and UMP9 took the initiative to greet them without fear.

The two of them were involved in the group of corpses like meat grinders with full firepower. The daggers in their hands quickly and accurately pierced the zombies that rushed forward one by one. The zombies fell quickly like cut wheat, but If you kill one, two or three zombies will overflow from the hospital.

Fill the area in front of the two people.

In a medicine room in the Fifth Hospital of CUHK, three young nurses, two old people and a pregnant woman with a pregnant belly were sitting stiffly in the corner like zombies.

The sudden riot of corpses outside the window startled the six people.

"Xiao Huang, go over and see what's going on outside?"

One of the white-haired old men was the first to calm down and asked.

A little nurse bravely leaned against the window and watched tremblingly.

"No, I don't know, but, the corpses seem to be moving towards the gate."

There was a hint of surprise in the little nurse's voice.

Chapter 263 Survivors in the Hospital

"What?? Let me see!"

Another little nurse also came over.

"Yeah, Wu Xiaoxi, don't use so much force. It hurts so much."

The little nurse who was pushed to the wall rubbed her purple arm that had hit the wall in grievance, and said with tears in her eyes.

"Seems like? Someone is inside!?"

Wu Xiaoxi's words immediately cheered up the others. They jumped up from the ground and looked out the window.

"Hey... there are only two of them. Even if they are special forces sent by the army, they will be dead. There are more than 5000 patients in our hospital..."

The old man sighed and leaned against the wall in disappointment.

"Dean Song, she, they don't seem to be dead yet..."

Wu Xiaoxi said with some uncertainty.

"Huh? What?"

Dean Song stood up in surprise, leaned towards the window and saw two red blood shadows moving among the corpses.

"Are these really people? They don't seem to be afraid of being bitten at all?"

"No matter who they are, we have to pray that they can make it here alive. Our glucose solution is only enough to sustain life for another two months at most."

"And Zhang Hong has been relying on vitamins to provide her body needs, which is extremely harmful to the growth of the fetus, not to mention that the protein she supplements is..."

Dean Song sighed, walked aside and took out a roll of medical gauze.

"Let's make a distress sign to ask them for help. We want to keep the children alive as much as possible."

"But we don't have pens, so we can't write."

"Let's draw blood. This will also attract some zombies to our building and take some of their pressure off."

Dean Song lowered his head and thought for a moment before speaking.

"But, what if they finish taking the needed medical supplies and ignore us?"

Wu Xiaoxi said with a pale face that the reason why they were able to survive until now was entirely due to their cowardice and their great luck in arriving at the drug warehouse and being able to survive on glucose.

Writing in blood to ask for help... is obviously a huge risk.

"Then you have to do it! Zhang Hong will be due in one month, and she will bleed when she gives birth. At that time, all the zombies will follow the smell of blood to the door. Do you think relying on those two filing cabinets? Can you withstand the onslaught of zombies?”

Dean Song said seriously.

After being scolded by Dean Song, Wu Xiaoxi lowered her head and did not dare to speak any more.

"Let's draw blood."

Dean Song rolled up his sleeves, revealing his arms that looked like dry branches.

"Dean, shall I do it? You are so old. If you draw blood again, it will be bad if you become anemic."

Another young nurse looked at Dean Song worriedly.

"Zhang Hua, your life is worth more than this bad old man like me. You still have a lot of years left. Stop talking and draw blood quickly!"

Dean Song shook his head and said firmly.

Zhang Hua wiped his tears, picked up a pack of blood collection bags, tore off the packaging, and drew blood for Dean Song.

The light black blood like soy sauce gradually filled the blood bag, and Dean Song's face gradually turned pale.

When Zhang Hua pulled out the needle | tube, the elderly Dean Song swayed and almost fell down.

Zhang Hua opened the sterile gauze and wrote a big "sos" with Dean Song's blood. Wu Xiaoxi quickly pulled the gauze and hung it outside the window.

The zombie wave that was besieging UMP45 and UMP9 suddenly stopped, sniffed and followed the fresh smell of blood in the air, then suddenly turned around and rushed towards the gauze fluttering in the cold wind.

"Hey, Sister 45, there is an SOS distress signal on the window over there."

UMP9 quickly eliminated the remaining zombies with poor sense of smell around him, and then said excitedly.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's hurry over and take the people out while the zombies are attracted by the blood."

UMP45 looked at each other with a solemn expression, gradually forming a group of corpses like a human ladder, and then rushed towards the entrance of the building.

"Ah, wait for me, Sister 45."

Ump9 quickly shook off the corpses on his body and quickly caught up with UMP45.

UMP45, who had just rushed into the gate, suddenly saw a tentacle covered with flesh thorns pointing at his throat. He immediately reacted quickly and raised the dagger in his hand, directly deflecting the flesh thorns.

Then UMP45 saw a zombie with a big belly suddenly tearing its mouth open and making a vomiting motion.

"Oh! Sister 45, I'm here to help you!"

As soon as UMP9 rushed to UMP45, he was kicked into the corner by UMP45. The next second, a foul-smelling turbid liquid was sprayed out by the pot-bellied zombie, and it splashed to the floor with a hissing sound, and a burst of white smoke rose up. got up.

After rolling to adjust his posture, UMP9 instantly grabbed the brand weapon hanging in front of his chest and blasted the head of the acid-altered zombie with a burst of fire. UMP45 also picked up the brand weapon at the same time and killed the stinger.

Without a word of unnecessary conversation, the two of them ran upstairs in tacit understanding.

At this moment, a small black shadow suddenly jumped down from the ceiling, instantly knocking UMP45 to the ground like a bullet.

A black baby zombie was gnawing at UMP45's head with its jagged teeth.

At the critical moment, UMP9 caught the baby's neck and smashed the baby zombie directly against the wall. The baby zombie was immediately smashed into a ball of flesh.

"Sister 45~You are careless~"

UMP9 said with a smile.

"Let's go quickly, we don't have much time."

UMP45 rolled his eyes at UMP9, then raised his gun and killed a baby zombie that jumped behind UMP9.

"Sh! It, why are there so many scary little ghosts in this ghost place?"

UMP9 cursed with some annoyance.

"There will definitely be some mothers in the hospital. This is normal. Don't complain."

UMP45 said lightly, then waved the dagger in his hand again and stabbed the two heads.

Two 10 minutes later.

The two came to a medicine warehouse.

"Sister 45, judging from the location, this should be right here, right?"

"Well, hey, everyone inside, come out quickly. We don't have much time. We must evacuate immediately."

UMP45 smashed the door with his fist and shouted.

"Immediately, we will evacuate the bunker immediately, but have you cleared all the zombies in the hospital building? We are not as powerful as you."

A panicked female voice answered.

"If you don't leave, you will wait here to die."

UMP45 said coldly.

Suddenly there was a lot of jingling noises from behind the door, and then Wu Xiaoxi opened the door that had been closed for several months.

"hiss."

People in the room felt a little creepy when they looked at UMP45 and UMP9. The combat uniforms they wore seemed to have been soaked in black blood. They were also stained with various human organs, exuding a corrupt evil. Stink.

If it weren't for the dagger and gun in UMP45's hand, they would have even suspected that the people standing in front of them were two ferocious alienated zombies.

Chapter 264 Doctor’s Integrity

"Do you have a brain doctor here?"

UMP45 glanced at everyone and asked indifferently.

"I had a minor in brain science before."

Dean Song, who had lost too much blood, rubbed his cheeks that were as dry as tree bark, braced himself and answered.

"9, put him on your back and let's go."

UMP45 waved his hand, and UMP9 immediately ran to Dean Song, intending to hold him on his back.

"No way! Dean Song took blood just now, and your body is covered with this infected blood. If you carry him on your back, if the virus gets on the wound, he will definitely be infected!"

Zhang Hua quickly stopped UMP9.

"Tsk, it's really troublesome. Then send one of you to carry him on his back and follow us quickly."