Zombie Crisis: Survival comes first

"Okay." Lao Cheng nodded and took out the last bit of rope from his backpack: "That's all I've said. There's no point in talking about anything else."

Then he took out his knife and was about to cut the rope into thinner pieces, but Chen Yu stepped forward and stopped him: "Wait a minute, it's better to use a clean knife."

After saying that, Chen Yu took the knife that he had used to chop off Xiao Wan's little finger last time and handed it over.

"Ah, why?!" Lao Cheng was stunned, a little confused.

Chen Yu explained: "If you accidentally get a wound on your hand, the knife you have now is full of zombie blood and may become infected. Just in case, there is no need to take chances."

Lao Cheng suddenly realized: "That's right, brother, you are a bit too steady, I admire you!" After saying that, he also extended his thumb.

"Haha, don't worry, tie it up quickly and get ready for action. Dazhuang should be back soon." Chen Yu smiled slightly and stepped forward to help cut the rope.

Soon, the three of them were ready. Since they needed to take the lead, the backpacks were given to Chen Yu and the others. Fortunately, they didn't contain too many things and could be folded up and put into other bags.

Everything was done, and then Chen Yu nodded lightly. Hong Wu, Lao Cheng, and Liu Qing grabbed the railing and jumped to an open space next to them where there were fewer zombies.

"Chi!" Hong Wu's muscles surged, and he cut the zombie in front of him into two with a knife, and then rushed forward.

The two people next to them didn't hold back, and each slashed the zombie's neck with one knife, leaving their heads on the ground with grinning teeth.

"Let's go!" Chen Yu jumped down, took a step forward and stabbed the zombie's head from the neck. He stopped struggling instantly and shouted back.

Then quickly follow the three people in front and leave.

Suddenly, the warehouse was full of zombie remains, and the ground became sticky, making walking difficult. As several people leaned against the wall, they killed the zombies one by one.

After more than half an hour, most of the zombies in the warehouse had been cleared.

"You can't stop, or you won't be able to swing anymore!" Chen Yu suddenly exerted his strength, stepped forward and kicked the zombies in front of him away, and then yelled at the others.

At this time, Hong Wu, Lao Cheng, and Liu Qing were all covered in zombie blood. The down jacket had a few holes and a lot of zombie blood had been absorbed. It was very uncomfortable to wear it, as if it had fallen into the water.

Lao Cheng cursed and yelled: "Damn it, I'll chop you beasts to death!!"

Then he grabbed his clothes with his left hand, quickly unzipped it and took it off. His right hand was torn open by him, revealing his strong and tangible figure inside, and he quickly rushed towards more zombies to the side.

The other two people followed suit. Now they were furious, their bodies were sweating, and their down jackets were torn, so they simply took them off.

.......

After more than 40 minutes, all the zombies in the warehouse were finally killed. There were mountains of corpses everywhere, and the stench filled every corner.

"We, how many zombies have we killed..." Lao Cheng leaned against the wall limply, next to the box containing the medicine. His right arm was now stained with a thick layer of blood, all of which were zombies. body.

After it dried, it turned into blood clots and stuck to it. Lao Cheng slowly picked them off with his left hand.

"270 nine..."

Chen Yu said this number with a worried expression. After wasting so much effort, the people were almost exhausted, but they only killed less than a third!

"How many?!" Longlong looked in disbelief and asked with his eyes widened: "I almost fell down from exhaustion, and I only killed less than three hundred zombies..."

Hong Wu was too tired to speak at this time, and his right hand seemed to be filled with iron and lead. But when he heard these words, he couldn't help but said: "Seriously, if we do something like this again, how can we do it again?" He will definitely die here, just one warehouse of zombies takes so much effort, and they all rush over in batches."

Chen Yu was also in a heavy mood. He originally thought that there would be more than 100 in the warehouse, but he never expected that as time went by, zombies kept appearing in a steady stream.

Fortunately, the warehouse door is closed, otherwise I would really be buried here today.

"Seriously." Lao Cheng wiped away the blood stains on his body briefly, leaned forward and panted, "I used to watch too many zombie movies on TV and movies, and I always thought that killing these things was easy, just insert and chop. Only now that I have started to use it do I realize that it is so damn tiring..."

Chen Yu was also very tired. He sat on the ground with a knife in his hand and wiped it clean on the clothes of the corpse in front of him. Then he continued: "Those people think that they are invincible if they have a gun. In front of bullets, shooting zombies is like shooting target." , it’s actually not easy to aim at all, unless there’s a crosshair carved into the cornea.”

"And the most important thing is that gunfire will attract more zombies..." Chen Yu added again.

"Sigh..." Lao Cheng looked at his left hand and saw that the two fingers were still clean. Then he scratched his hair and said, "I really miss the life before the end of the world."

Just as a few people were sitting on the ground to rest, the door to the office was suddenly opened.

When Chen Yu heard the noise, he took out his pistol and quickly pulled the bolt, aiming at the door in less than a second.

Seeing this, the others also climbed up quickly.

Then, a familiar figure walked out, and there was a complaining voice.

"Xiaoyu, this is the second time you've targeted me..."

"Sorry." Chen Yu put away his gun and looked at Dazhuang and said.

Dazhuang curled his lips, then looked at the scene in the warehouse, clicked his tongue and said: "Tsk, tsk, you guys are really having a tough battle, it's a pity that I didn't participate..."

Lao Cheng continued to sit down, glared at him and shouted: "This is not chopping vegetables. Damn it, my hand is almost cut off. I never want to chop zombies like this again in my life."

"Haha." Dazhuang carried two backpacks, one larger and one smaller, and walked down with a small bucket of gasoline in his hand. He threw the small bag to Chen Yu and said, "Eat something. Sister Feng said you haven't been here all night." Come on, let me bring you some canned food."

Hearing the word can, Chen Yu looked up at Dazhuang, his eyes a little confused. Did she take those goods secretly? !

Dazhuang understood his thoughts, stepped forward and said softly: "It's not our supplies. After I brought the medicine back, I also said that I successfully landed on the island and found it in the warehouse. After she heard me tell me the number of zombies, she asked Alley took some from the community’s emergency supplies, which he had saved for a long time.”

After saying that, Chen Yu took out a can of yellow peach in a glass bottle from his bag. The outside was dirty, but the cap was intact.

From the looks of it, it was indeed not their batch of goods. Then Chen Yu handed the bag to the others and began to replenish his strength.