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Chapter 636 The Zombie Nation in the Apocalypse

Chapter 636 The Zombie Nation in the Apocalypse (14 chapters)
The team member was terrified by the sudden appearance of the demonic face and immediately let out a horrified scream.

He took a sudden step back and reflexively raised his gun to shoot the zombie in the head.

"Dazhu, stop!"

Qiao Zhijie felt a sense of foreboding and quickly tried to stop the team member named Dazhu from firing his gun.

But it's too late.

Throughout the journey, Dazhu kept his finger on the trigger, ready to deal with zombies at any time.

Upon seeing the zombie, he pulled the trigger without a second thought. The speed of the shot was far faster than the speed of Qiao Zhijie's shout.

The scene of the zombie being blown out of the head did not appear because there was a glass barrier between him and the pillar.

This bulletproof glass was so strong that bullets had no effect on it at all.

The expected sound of shattering glass did not come, but Dazhu let out a cry of pain.

It turned out that he was too close to the glass, causing the bullet to ricochet and hit him instead.

Dazhu collapsed with a thud, clutching his throat and groaning in pain.

Qiao Zhijie quickly squatted down to check his injuries.

The bullet pierced the left side of Dazhu's throat.

At the same time, attracted by the commotion, more and more zombies appeared behind the glass on both sides.

For some reason, all the zombies here are locked up in the laboratory.

These ferocious zombies were separated from the team members by only a wall. Although they knew that glass was very effective at defense, it still created a very strong visual impact.

Qiao Zhijie tore open his clothes and pressed them tightly over Dazhu's throat wound, trying to stop the bleeding.

"Dazhu, hold on, hold on!"

But everyone present knew that his actions were futile.

Yang Qingxu and Zhang Jun exchanged a glance; these two tough men had reddened at the corners of their eyes.

Soon, Dazhu's groans grew weaker and weaker, and he could only make low, irregular hissing sounds.

His eyes gradually dimmed and lost their light. In his final moments, he looked at Qiao Zhijie and murmured three words.

"kill me"

A fatal wound to the throat will lead to death soon.

A moment later, Dazhu opened his eyes wide and stopped breathing.

Qiao Zhijie's hands, which were pressing on the other person's wound, immediately relaxed. He knelt down, his eyes vacant and unfocused.

Every research lab around was filled with zombies.

Although their shouts could not be heard in the corridor, the dull sound of banging on the glass could be heard.

Qiao Zhijie also realized that now was not the time to be sad.

He closed his eyes tightly, then suddenly opened them.

This time, when he looked at Dazhu again, his eyes held a light of forbearance and resilience.

He took out a dagger and personally inserted the blade into Dazhu's head to prevent Dazhu from turning into another zombie after death.

In the apocalypse, far too many people, who were family, friends, and confidants one moment, turned into mindless and hideous zombies the next.

If you can't bring yourself to headshot the opponent before they mutate, then you'll soon face a scene of mutual slaughter.

Rather than seeing your former friends and family turn into terrifying and disgusting zombies, it's better to take action sooner rather than later.

After pulling out the dagger, Qiao Zhijie casually wiped the blood off his face and stood up.

Yu Muhuai and the others divided Dazhu's weapons and supplies equally as usual.

The 8-person team has now dwindled to 6 members.

The six people walked forward along the corridor.

As Yu Muhuai moved forward, he observed the situation of the zombies locked in the research room.

The corridor is T-shaped, and at the end, there are passageways on both the left and right. At the end of each passageway, there is a tightly closed door.

Everyone stopped, and Qiao Zhijie silently pondered which way to go.

Just then, Yu Muhuai whispered to Yang Qingxu beside him.

"Have you noticed that these zombies are all wearing different clothes?"

Yang Qingxu turned to look at the group of zombies inside the glass door, examined them for a moment, and a puzzled expression appeared on his face.

"Well, some are researchers, and some seem to be like us, armed personnel."

There seem to be some ordinary civilians as well?

Zhang Jun frowned and asked a series of questions in confusion, "How did the common people find this research institute, which is hidden in a remote corner of the mountains?"

Were they brought in gradually, or were they already there before the apocalypse? Why were they locked up together?

Yu Muhuai glanced at the two of them and said quietly, "You should ask, 'Who locked them up?'"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingxu and Zhang Jun paused for a moment.

The two exchanged a glance, both seeing undisguised shock and unease in each other's eyes.

Qiao Zhijie, who was at the very front, also heard this.

He stopped thinking, turned around and glanced at Yu Muhuai, his brows furrowed and his face serious.

"Ni Chang, what do you mean by undermining morale at such a crucial moment?"

Yu Muhuai shrugged, completely unconcerned about Qiao Zhijie's attitude.

She didn't answer Qiao Zhijie's question, but instead asked it back.

"Captain, I'd like to know, how did you find out about the vaccine here?"

Qiao Zhijie pursed his lips, lowered his eyes to think for a moment, and then spoke.

"This is the message that Dazhu brought back from his mission a couple of days ago."

He found a seriously ill researcher in a villa. The researcher was in very poor health and on the verge of death.

He believed he wouldn't live much longer even if he got out, so after telling Dazhu and his teammates the news, he asked Dazhu to kill him.

Before he died, the researchers said that the top research institute in Canada had recently developed a vaccine, and that they must go and bring it out as soon as possible to save all of humanity.

Yu Muhuai chuckled softly.

Seeing that smile, Qiao Zhijie felt extremely annoyed, and his brows furrowed even more.

Seeing the other person's expression, Yu Muhuai offered a rare explanation, "Captain, my smile wasn't directed at you, but rather because I've figured things out."

"What do you understand?"

"Captain, this is a top-secret research institute of the Kingdom of Jia. The people who are busy inside are all the top researchers in the Kingdom of Jia."

You all probably know how few top talents there are.

But look around, the number of zombies in these research labs is clearly not the capacity a research lab should have.

This means that many teams had already arrived before us.

This is not something that can be done in the next two days.

However, Dazhu received a message saying that the vaccine had only recently been completed and that we should come as soon as possible.

It's obvious that the information received doesn't match the actual situation; someone is lying.

Dazhu doesn't lie, and the people who died in the villa don't lie, so it must be the researchers here who are lying.

We're coming here not so much to get the vaccine, but to become its test subjects.

Upon hearing this, the other five people were extremely surprised.

Their eyes widened, their mouths slightly open, and their bodies froze on the spot.

Wish you sweet dreams and good night (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭~
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(End of this chapter)

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