Apocalypse: I watch a survival game in a safe house

Inside the lower cabin, the slaughter began.

Toothbrushes were stabbed into the necks and eyes of one person after another, and wooden sticks were hit on the head and body.

They don't have very good killing weapons, so their efficiency is very low.

When people fight with each other, they can only use clothes as weapons to strangle each other.

This kind of close combat, with a group of people entangled and rolling on the ground, is full of the most primitive blood.

Those who were blinded by the killing intent were now also shrouded in the fear of death deep in their hearts.

At this point, many people can no longer even tell who is the enemy and who is their comrade.

They were not very close to begin with, and accidental injuries often occurred due to their unfamiliarity with each other.

Wailing and screaming filled the entire lower cabin.

Above them, the people from the Rock Flow Group immediately noticed something was wrong.

The shrill screams, like those of evil spirits from hell, continued to come from under the floor.

The ferocious screams woke up some people who were still sleeping.

"What's going on? Where does the sound come from?"

"Below, there are shouts from below!"

"Is this... a fight?"

Many people quickly lay on the floor to listen to the sounds below.

Soon, their eyes widened.

"Murder, murder down there!"

The people in the Yanliu group were trembling with fear.

Compared with the people in the lower cabins, their living environment is very superior.

There is sufficient food and heating supplies every day.

Over time, they have lost their awareness of death and chaos.

Only at this moment did they recall the horror they had experienced on Rock Island.

Che Haicheng quickly got up from the floor. In order to take credit, he rushed out the door first, then came to the door of the cabin and banged on it desperately.

"Murder! Murder down there!"

At this time, most of the crew members were still eating, and only a few were patrolling.

They had not yet discovered the tragic situation in the lower cabin.

However, Che Haicheng's shouting attracted their attention.

When a crew member heard the words "murder", he frowned and walked over.

Through the crack in the hatch, he raised his gun and asked, "What's going on? Why are you shouting?"

Che Haicheng stared with fear and said, "There's murder down there in the cabin!"

At this time, the crew member listened carefully and indeed heard faint bursts of shrill screams from below.

His face turned serious and he immediately returned to the control room.

In the control room, the crew member in charge of monitoring was eating, while leisurely crossing his legs and watching everything happening in the cabin.

"A fight started?"

The crew member who came over asked.

As he spoke, he moved closer and looked at the scene on the surveillance screen.

However, there was no panic or fear on his face.

Instead, he slowly revealed a strange smile, then slowly sat down and watched with the crew member who was watching the surveillance.

"Who were the people involved in the fight? Were they the group of stowaways and the fishermen from earlier?"

"Isn't it? I told you they'd fight sooner or later. And so it happened!"

"Hey, it looks like the fishermen have the upper hand. Not bad for being solid!"