The little crybaby in the group, the young master is a softie

When the last child climbed up, Zhou Hao heard the sound of dragging chains from below.

He took out the micro-detonator hidden in his boot, pulled out the safety pin and threw it into the pipe. The violent explosion shook the cement blocks above his head and fell down. He took the opportunity to climb out of the cave and found himself in a cold storage full of rotten meat.

"Go through the unloading port!"

He pointed at the rusty rolling door, and saw eight or nine ogres guarding it. Zhou Hao grabbed the blower of the frozen meat warehouse and sprayed the accumulated ice crystal powder at the ogres.

The biting cold and flying ice crystals made it impossible for the other party to open his eyes. He took the opportunity to knock on the emergency switch. After going through eighty-one difficulties, Zhou Hao finally succeeded and led everyone into the night.

Let’s turn our attention back to the main battlefield.

The attacker's explosives exploded in the third second, and the blast blew away the iron door panel and crashed through the deer head specimen at the end of the corridor.

Mu Yang led the reconnaissance team in, and the muzzle flames of the assault rifles illuminated the wall. Those so-called animal head specimens were clearly skinned human heads, with their eyeballs dug out and filled with maggots.

"There's movement upstairs!" Before the sniper's warning was over, a body was suddenly pushed down from the second floor. The body of the girl in school uniform was still dripping with water, and the time bomb tied around her waist was counting down.

Mu Yang's pupils suddenly shrank, and he pushed the police officer next to him away: "Get down!" The explosion shattered all the window glass, and broken glass mixed with flesh hit Mu Yang's back.

He struggled to look up and saw a dozen ogres rushing down from the second floor. The burly man in the lead was carrying a sharp fire axe with half a human shoulder blade hanging on the axe blade.

"Fire!"

The bullets from the reconnaissance team penetrated the chests of the ogres, but only resulted in their more frantic roars. These monsters were not afraid of the pain at all, and they rushed forward one after another, tearing the bulletproof vests with their teeth and digging the throats of the police officers with their severed fingers.

Mu Yang fired accurately, and the bullet blew out the eyeball of an ogre, but he caught a glimpse of the leather bag hanging around the other's waist. It contained more than a dozen bloody canine teeth, most likely the trophies knocked out from the victim's mouth.

"Fuck-!"

Chen Yifan's roar came from the side yard. His little brother was pressed against the wall by the ogre and disemboweled, his intestines dragging on the ground like a slippery gray snake.

Chen Yifan slashed the ogre's neck with his saber, and arterial blood sprayed on his face. He turned around and stabbed another ogre in the lower abdomen. The internal organs slid down the handle of the knife, and a pile of sticky corpses soon piled up under his feet.

The situation on the main battlefield took a sharp turn for the worse.

When Mu Yang was changing the magazine, he suddenly heard the sound of iron chains dragging on the ground behind him. The ogre carrying the fire axe had circled behind him at some point, and the axe blade chopped at the back of his neck with a sound of breaking wind.

Mu Yang rolled on the ground. The moment the axe blade hit the floor, he saw clearly the anklet tied around the other person's ankle. It was an ornament made of baby arm bones.

"Captain! Little..." The scout's warning was interrupted by the sound of a bone knife cutting his throat.

As soon as Mu Yang raised his gun, he was grabbed by the waist by another ogre and thrown against the wall, and his assault rifle fell to the ground. He touched the dagger on his tactical belt, but the other party bit his wrist at the moment he swung it, and the severe pain made the dagger fall out of his hand.

The ogre's fangs pierced his wrist guard, and its smelly saliva mixed with his blood dripped into his collar.

At the critical moment, Chen Yifan's saber chopped the ogre's right shoulder. "Fuck!" He kicked the monster away and looked at Mu Yang with disdain:

"Didn't I tell you to be careful? You almost died, didn't you?"

There were three deep cuts on Chen Yifan's back, so deep that the bone could be seen, but he was still swinging the knife and killing, and every cut was accompanied by flying blood and flesh.

The bloody battle was in full swing. He caught a glimpse of Mu Yang being forced into a corner by more than twenty ogres. One of them was holding Mu Yang's waist with a bone knife, and the other two were holding down his gun-holding arm.

Chen Yifan pulled off the chain from his waist, wrapped it around the neck of the ogre beside him and pulled it back violently. As the monster stumbled back, he took the opportunity to step on the corpse's shoulder and leap up, spinning in the air and throwing out the chain.

The iron ring accurately wrapped around the ogre's wrist that was holding Mu Yang down. The moment Chen Yifan landed on the ground, he exerted force, lifted the ogre upside down and smashed him against the wall.

Amid the dull sound of the skull breaking, Chen Yifan rushed towards Mu Yang. At this time, the bone knife had already pierced half an inch into Mu Yang's abdomen. He reached out and grabbed the ogre's wrist, and the saber in his other hand stabbed into the opponent's clavicle, using the reaction force to pull Mu Yang behind him.

"Didn't I tell you to be careful?"

Chen Yifan pressed his knee against the ogre's lower back, his saber stirring in his flesh and blood, and said to the ogre viciously, "Only I can take his life. Whoever dares to snatch it will die!"

In the center of the battlefield, Da Hu wielded his mace to smash open the ogres' defensive circle, and the steel nails on the mace hooked out a large piece of flesh and blood. But soon several ogres pounced on him at the same time, one of them hugged his legs, and another scratched his thigh with a bone knife.

Da Hu roared, swung his mace and smashed the head of the oncoming ogre into pieces. His brains splattered on the wall, drawing hideous patterns.

Although Chen Yifan's thugs were fearless, the number of ogres was too large. Er Gouzi was shot in the shoulder by a bone arrow, but he still gritted his teeth and used an iron chain to wrap around the ogre's neck, strangling it until its eyeballs popped out.

Anuo waved a big stick to protect several injured thugs, and the head of the stick hit the ogre's crown, making a crisp sound that made one's teeth ache.

"Brother Chen! The western defense line can't hold!"

The roar of the tiger mixed with the smell of blood came. Chen Yifan turned his head and saw more than 20 ogres holding homemade shields and pressing forward. The shields were made of human ribs.

He wiped the blood off his face and picked up a fire axe from the ground. The axe blade was stained with intestines that he didn't know whether they belonged to the enemy or his own people.

"Everyone, cheer up!" Chen Yifan kicked the corpse away and rushed towards the ogre's shield formation.

He hit the shield with the back of the axe, and at the moment the opponent showed a flaw, the saber stabbed accurately into the throat.

As the ogre's body fell, he used the momentum to leap up and hit another ogre in the face with his axe. The sharp axe blade directly split half of his face.

Mu Yang covered his abdominal wound and fired continuously with his bloodstained pistol. When he ran out of bullets, he pulled out the telescopic baton from his waist and struck the ogre horizontally and vertically, causing his skull to dent.

But more ogres rushed up and his back slammed heavily against the wall. An ogre took the opportunity to bite his arm and tore off a large piece of flesh.

"what--!"

Mu Yang screamed in pain, but at this moment he saw Chen Yifan killing his way through the blood like a madman. Chen Yifan was covered in blood, his saber and axe were stained with minced meat, and he would chop down two or three ogres with every step forward.

He rushed to Mu Yang, chopped the ogre that was biting Mu Yang with his axe, and stabbed another ogre's heart with his saber.

“Fuck!” Chen Yifan tore off the strip of his shirt and roughly tied it around Mu Yang’s wound. “Waste! If you dare to die here today, I’ll grind you to dust!”

He stuffed the axe into Mu Yang's hand and said, "Take it! None of these beasts will get out alive today!"