I am in the last days, I can connect to reality

Half an hour later, everything was ready. Qin Zhong put on his raincoat and opened the door. Wukong woke up once and ate a lot of food, but soon curled up in his backpack and fell asleep again.

Looking at the curled up Wukong, Qin Zhong felt a little worried. After the last outburst, it has been listless. He wondered if it was a sequelae.

But the strange thing is that although Qin Zhong also used berserk once, it may have ended early. Although he felt very weak, he was not as tired as Wukong.

It's not clear what happened to Wukong.

Putting aside his worries about Wukong, Qin Zhong, who was ready, stood at the door and blew a whistle to test the effect. Soon, rustling footsteps were heard from deep in the corridor.

Watching the three zombies swaying and walking towards him, Qin Zhong held the Miao Dao tightly in his hand. Seeing the zombies getting closer and closer, he held his breath and was on guard. If anything went wrong, he would immediately counterattack or jump away.

A zombie approached Qin Zhong, staring at him with its gray eyes. Qin Zhong turned his head slightly to avoid eye contact, and at the same time forced himself to remain calm.

Three zombies brushed past Qin Zhong and walked past him as if they hadn't noticed. Qin Zhong secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "This method really works!"

After taking a few deep breaths, Qin Zhong went downstairs and out of the hall. He held the Miao Dao tightly in his left hand and the crossbow in his right hand. He walked forward among the zombies with his head lowered. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of sandbags piled up at the intersection to form a roadblock, with a lot of weapons discarded on it.

After crossing two streets, the view suddenly opened up. There was a square under the Oriental Pearl Tower. The square was crowded with people, and thousands of zombies were rubbing shoulders with each other, which made people feel creepy.

But now that I've come this far, it's too late to regret. Moreover, the flesh and blood on my body are drying up very quickly as the sun comes out. If I stay here any longer, I'm afraid the smell of flesh and blood will soon disappear.

By then, the smell of his own flesh and blood would probably be released, and he would definitely be dead among this large group of zombies.

Thinking of this, Qin Zhong gritted his teeth and could only quicken his pace as he walked into the ocean of zombies, where he was hit on the elbows and shoulders by zombies from time to time.

As they were walking, a zombie stumbled and suddenly fell forward, stretching out its arms and just hooking the crossbow string in Qin Zhong's hand.

A "clang" sound was heard, and the surrounding zombies suddenly became chaotic, and their dead-gray eyes all looked at Qin Zhong.

"Fuck!"

Qin Zhong made a prompt decision, let go immediately, lowered his head and left. When he was about to reach the gate of the Pearl Tower, his clothes were already soaked with cold sweat.

At this time, a lot of his flesh and blood had dried up and fallen off, and many zombies began to look at Qin Zhong with puzzled eyes, as if wondering why this companion had the breath of a living person.

Seeing this scene, Qin Zhong couldn't help but quicken his pace. Finally, he even ignored his disguise and ran quickly, constantly knocking away the zombies in front of him.

Qin Zhong's running immediately attracted the attention of more zombies. The howling of zombies continued to be heard. In the zombie group that Qin Zhong did not notice, there were two extremely fast figures running towards him quickly.

At this time, Qin Zhong was running quickly with his head down. Soon, he felt a bright light in front of his eyes. It turned out that he had broken through the encirclement of zombies and arrived at the gate of the Pearl Tower.

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Outside the gate of the Pearl Tower, there was another circle of sandbag fortresses. After climbing over the fortress, there were all kinds of discarded hot weapons everywhere. At this time, Qin Zhong did not bother to check and climbed up the stairs along the pedestrian corridor.

After climbing up more than thirty steps, I came to a hall. I saw corpses all over the hall. There were soldiers in military green uniforms, policemen in special police uniforms, and many civilians. The ground was covered with dried blood.

Seeing this bloody scene, Qin Zhong couldn't help but mutter to himself: "The Pearl Tower is in such a dangerous position, with so many weapons and equipment, how can the zombies still attack it?"

After taking a quick look at the surroundings and the weapons and equipment scattered all over the ground, Qin Zhong couldn't help but shake his head. "What a pity! If the space ring was still with me, all this equipment could have been left behind. However, even with all this equipment, these people were still wiped out. With such fighting power, alas!"

Qin Zhong sighed as he picked up a few grenades and put them into his backpack, preparing to continue going upstairs.

"Boy, what do you know?"

Suddenly someone spoke, which frightened Qin Zhong so much that his heart jumped. He turned around quickly and saw a person sitting up tremblingly among the pile of dead bodies.

"Are you still alive?" Qin Zhong rushed forward, his heart suddenly shocked.

"You also know what combat effectiveness is?"

This was a young man in a captain's uniform. He glared at Qin Zhong with his bloodstained face. Although his expression could not be seen, his tone was full of contempt.

Qin Zhong didn't care about the rudeness in his tone. He just looked at the blood all over his body and worried whether he could survive: "You...your injury, can it be saved?"

The young captain ignored his words and muttered to himself, "Let me tell you what combat effectiveness is. Combat effectiveness isn't about strategic terrain or superior weapons, it's about the trust between comrades. You can trust him with your back, and there's no need to worry."

His voice was very weak, but he spoke these words in a sonorous and awe-inspiring voice, as if he was speaking some profound truth.

"What do you mean?" Qin Zhong frowned slightly, not quite understanding what his purpose was in saying this.

The young captain sighed, a look of fatigue in his eyes. "If the comrades around you can turn into man-eating demons at any time, where is the trust? Without trust, what combat effectiveness can we talk about?"

Qin Zhong nodded as if realizing something, and said softly, "Let me bandage your wound first."

As he spoke, Qin Zhong put down his backpack. Sun Xiaoyan had specially prepared a first aid kit for him. The kit contained a complete set of medicines. Although it could not guarantee that the captain would not die, it could at least delay his death.

"No need. I've persisted until now because I want someone to deliver this to the Pudong Armed Police Corps on my behalf!"

As he spoke, the young captain took out an envelope with great effort. Qin Zhong heard that it was the place where Chen Xiangdong and Xiao Yingyong went, so he reached out to take it with both hands. He suddenly withdrew his hands and said, "This is confidential, you can't open it!"

"I promise not to open it, but I don't know what's going on with the Armed Police Corps..."

Qin Zhong sighed: "There are too many zombies now, and many troops are out of shape. If this continues, I'm afraid..."

"I'm afraid what?"

The young captain said with difficulty, "If even the Armed Police Corps is... gone, no, they must still be holding on."

Qin Zhong couldn't bear to say anything more, so he just nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely go."

A hint of relief flashed in the young captain's eyes. He had relied on his perseverance to hold on until now, but in fact he had been on the verge of death. At this moment, he felt relieved, and his body fell to the ground and died.