Quick Wear: But I just want to be a little transparent

Apart from the rigorous screening training at the base, this was only He Ji's third time on an outbound mission, and he had never seen such mutated zombies that were beyond his imagination.

Panic: "What should I do?"

No one answered his stupid question.

Xie Min called out, "Qin Hao."

A pillar of fire rose up in response, completely enveloping the zombie.

Ice cones are useless to it, but burning flames can break through the venom protection on its surface.

Thanks to the zombies' developed sense of smell, Song Xun could not only hear the crackling sound of pus bursting, but was also forced to smell a burnt fishy odor. If you compare it in detail, a public toilet that hasn't been cleaned for five days would have to call it daddy.

Song Xun suppressed his thoughts that were constantly wandering in the direction of disgust. His stiff facial expression broke the limit for the first time. His disgust was evident in his words and he couldn't help but pinch his nose with his hand.

Wu Hui glanced sideways: "You two are the same species after all. Your behavior is too hurtful to the zombies."

Song Xun refused to admit that they were of the same kind. He could accept people with missing arms and legs and a piece of flesh missing from their faces, but this thing in front of him was covered in sticky snot bubbles and stank more than a toilet.

The zombie that Song Xun ridiculed as ugly was covered in flames, but it still looked alive and well, as if it was specifically targeting Xie Min who attacked it for the first time.

It continued to emit sharp calling sounds from its mouth, and rushed towards Xie Min like a fireball.

The zombies' attack was clearly reflected in Xie Min's eyes, but his expression did not change at all, he was calm and composed.

The moment the distance closed, he dodged sideways, flipped his wrist, and stabbed the dagger into the back of the zombie's head.

The tenacious vitality of the mutant species was demonstrated. The zombie just shook his body and waved his arms towards Xie Min. The venom on his surface was corrosive and it was very likely that he was carrying the virus.

As expected, Xie Min put away his knife and stepped back, not giving the other party a chance to breathe. He stepped on the handrail of the stairs to gain leverage, then leaped up and rushed down as fast as a gust of wind.

The dagger pierced through the zombie's head.

The sound of someone falling to the ground was then heard.

Xie Min waved to everyone: "Speed ​​up."

Noisy and chaotic footsteps began to be heard in the corridor, running upwards like a beehive, roaring.

The group quickly went upstairs.

Song Xun slowed down halfway through his run.

That’s not right. Why is he running? Is he going to be eaten alive by the zombies downstairs?

Song Xun stopped and stood in the middle of the corner of the stairs. Soon a group of zombies rushed up from below and started roaring at the zombies that were standing there stupidly and blocking the way.

Song Xun felt that he was provoked, and looked down from a high place: "Roar——"

The zombies that were just arrogant became obedient in an instant, standing still and not daring to move. New zombies coming over from downstairs kept on pushing their companions aside and squeezed forward, but were equally suppressed by Song Xun.

Song Xun's throat was about to smoke from yelling, but to be honest, it felt great to be the boss and discipline Xiao Luo Luo. It was indeed a wonderful feeling to have power in one's hands.

Song Xun, who was immersed in being the boss, did not notice the swarm of zombies rising up from the bottom of the building again.

The front is not moving, but the back is still increasing and surging upwards, pushing upwards in waves.

The zombie in front of Song Xun was squeezed so hard that his body became unstable and shaky. He could no longer hold on and fell to the ground with a bang.

A second before being crushed, Song Xun was still roaring arrogantly, never dreaming that a stampede would happen to him.

Everything went dark before his eyes, and his bones were crushed by the weight of several zombies piled on top of each other, making a sound of being squeezed under the heavy burden.

Song Xun tried his best to squeeze forward, but only one hand managed to break through the crowd, and his sleeve was torn.

It's all over, it's all over. He doesn't have any fearless, heroic spirit of sacrifice. The most he wants to buy some time. After all, they are his parents who provide him with food and clothing, and they provide him with food and shelter. He really has no intention of sacrificing himself.

Just when he was about to suffocate, Song Xun's outstretched hand was grasped by another dry hand with thin calluses on the fingertips.

Song Xun felt his body suddenly lighten as he was dragged out from a tangled pile of zombies. He met Xie Min's cold look.

"What are you running around for?"

Song Xun was dragged upstairs and was very dissatisfied with Xie Min's sour face.

These ungrateful humans, I was the one who wasted time for them.

Xie Min casually dealt with the zombies that rushed in from the security door: "After you get out, take one of the rabbits."

Song Xun:?

The sky fell in an instant. He had been hungry for three days, and Xie Min was actually withholding his food rations. Is there anyone in the world more unreasonable than Xie Min?

Qin Hao and his companions were already waiting on the top floor. When they saw Xie Min bringing Song Xun up, they quickly opened the security door and locked it after everyone came in.

Soon, there was a knock on the door from outside.

The few of them ignored it and began looking for traces of survivors on the top floor.

Walking around the large office area, Xie Min looked for the location where a red cloth was hung outside the building asking for help, and came to the door of an office.

Knocked on the closed door.

"Central Base Rescue Team, open the door."

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the door opened.

The young man who opened the door saw that the person coming was Xie Min, his eyes lit up with excitement, and he introduced himself: "Central Base Area 9 Survivor Tracking Department, Yang Ji."

A middle-aged man then came out of the office. Yang Ji introduced him, "Zhang Hekuan. He organized the survivors to hide inside."

"This is Team Xie, who was sent by the base to rescue us."

When he mentioned Xie Min, his tone was obviously much more excited. He was a prominent figure in the base, never defeated, and most of the time he was on secret missions outside. It was rare to have a chance to get close to him.

"Hello Captain Xie, hello Captain Xie, thank you for coming to rescue us." Zhang Hekuan smiled and wanted to shake hands with Xie Min, but the moment he looked into his eyes, he finally retracted his outstretched hand.

Xie Min's eyes were indifferent, his brows were cold, and he had an aura that kept strangers away.

He asked Yang Ji directly: "What's the situation inside?"

Yang Ji said seriously: "There are 25 people in total, among them is a woman with a broken right leg, so it is not very convenient for her to move."

When they came from the base, the building was already surrounded by zombies. In order to deliver food to the people trapped inside, he was the only one left out of the five people.

Xie Min cast a look at Wu Hui: "Evacuate now."

Wu Hui was the first to go in to support the injured woman and organize the evacuation of personnel.

Ninety percent of the twenty-five people were men, mostly middle-aged, all of them were listless, trapped inside with a shortage of food, and had sunken cheeks.

The building has staircases on both sides for employees to evacuate.

Now that the zombies are gathered together, it's the best time to leave.

Zhang Hekuan looked at Xie Min and the others hesitantly and said, "Aren't there too few people coming to rescue us? If we go out now, what if..."

Yang Ji interrupted him: "It's okay, Captain Xie's men are very capable and will definitely get us out safely."