Marvel's Umbrella

Although this group of people used all their strength to block the door, how much strength can a group of ordinary people have.

the next moment.

"Bang!" A loud noise.

The door was knocked open a crack.

"It's over, it's over, it's all you bastard."

The middle-aged man blocked the door with force, looking at the young man with resentment.

If it wasn't for this guy's bad deeds, they would have had their fill by now.

"Get out of the way, I'll close the door!"

At this moment, Naval, who was hiding in the cabinet, didn't care about hiding anymore, and after climbing out of the cabinet, she pushed the cabinet towards the door with all her strength.

When the middle-aged man saw Nawaer, he was surprised.

He didn't expect that there were other people in the canteen.

But he immediately realized that now is not the time to worry about this problem, but how to prevent the monsters from outside from entering, otherwise everyone will die.

"Come over and help, push the cabinet to the door together."

The middle-aged man began to direct everyone.

After everyone worked hard, they finally pushed the heavy cabinet to the door before the monster broke in.

With the sound of "bang!", the gate was tightly blocked, and monsters could not enter in a short time.

The middle-aged man comforted himself and said: "This cabinet, including the goods inside, weighs at least six or seven hundred kilograms. This monster will definitely not be able to push it open."

No matter how you say it, but the constant banging sound from the door made everyone feel uneasy.

But the hungry people quickly looked around for food and started eating.

in a few minutes.

Suddenly there was a "bang!"

Everyone turned around in horror.

I found a hand sticking out from the small window of the canteen, waving it non-stop.

From the deep bone wounds on this hand, as well as the ashes-like skin, it is certain that this is a zombie.

But this small window is very small, and there are iron railings blocking it, zombies can't get in at all for a while.

But even so, it frightened everyone.

Obviously, the movement here has begun to attract nearby zombies.This is not a good thing.

"No, I don't want to die, woo woo."

The young man showed desperate eyes, and he almost collapsed.

Now he was wondering if he had passed out, maybe when he woke up, everything would be over.

No monsters and no infections.

This kind of ostrich made him cry even more in his heart.

"To shut up!"

The middle-aged man slapped the young man viciously on the face, then turned his head to look at Nawaer, and said with a glimmer of hope: "We are not in a desperate situation yet, if I read correctly, this lady should be a mutant."

Naval nodded, and said helplessly, "Although I am a mutant, my strength is too low. At most, I can only protect myself."

She is only a mutant of the second level, and if she faces more than three or four zombies, she can only run away.

The middle-aged man was overjoyed when he heard the words, and then he analyzed with a heavy face: "As long as they are mutants, through my one-day observation, I found that although these monsters are almost immortal, they will die if they are hit in the head.

Wait for the monster to come in, let's block the monster's attack, let this lady attack the monster's head, maybe we still have a chance. "

There is one more thing he didn't say, this opportunity is actually when there are not many zombies outside the door.

If there are many zombies, I am afraid no one will survive here.

"Bang!" A sound.

There was another loud bang at the door.

Then a hand could be seen smashing a hole in the door and reaching in.

And as time went by, more and more holes were smashed into the door. It seemed that the door wouldn't last long.

Seeing the situation, the middle-aged man said anxiously: "Time is running out, everyone, find something that can protect against monster attacks."

After finishing speaking, he walked to the fire hydrant next to him, took out a fire axe, and after hesitating for a while, handed it to Navale next to him, saying: "The task of killing monsters will be entrusted to you, please."

Giving hope to this woman I just met is also a helpless move. Although it is said that it is enough to just chop off the zombie's head, it is not something that untrained people like them who don't even know how to use a fire axe can do it.

If it's just hacking, anyone can do it, but I'm afraid that if the monster is not hacked to death, I will be exhausted first.

Nawal took the fire ax and said solemnly: "I will do my best."

Seeing the situation, the others quickly picked up pot covers, wooden boards and the like, and began to arm themselves.

It's time to fight for your life.

In the apocalypse, no one will let you in and protect you just because you are old, weak, sick and disabled.

It's even normal for you to die because your conditions are insufficient and you can't compete with your peers.

Although cruel, it shows the jungle to the fullest.

After a while, the middle-aged man picked up a wooden shield, and said encouragingly, "As long as we kill the monster at the door, we will quickly move to the corridor next to it, and then find a room to hide and wait for rescue... Everyone, come on."

He said so, but the desperation in his eyes inadvertently showed, obviously he couldn't convince himself.

But at this time, everyone only needs a hope. No matter how slim the hope is, it is better than no hope.

After all, people who have no hope don't know what kind of behavior they will do.

After the preparations, everyone looked at the gate nervously, and was smashed into pieces bit by bit by the zombies.

The middle-aged man at the front of the line turned his head to look at the woman beside him, and asked solemnly, "Miss, are you ready?"

Navale didn't speak, but nodded heavily, and then clenched the fire ax in her hand, indicating that she was ready.

After 1 minute, with a loud "bang!" from the door, it was completely destroyed.

Soon, the first zombie rushed in.

"what!"

The young man seemed to want to atone for his sins, and he shouted for courage, and then took the iron plate, and was the first to rush up, resisting the attack of the zombies.

With a sound of "Bang!", the zombie was knocked to a stop, and the young man was also knocked away by the huge force.

"It's now."

Nawaer's eyes flashed brightly, and when the zombie stopped, she slashed down with the fire ax in her hand.

"Gulu!" With a sound, the zombie's head fell off, and black blood flowed out instantly.

Seeing the situation, the middle-aged man immediately felt hopeful, and said encouragingly: "Good job, come on, next one."

Because the door was not big, the zombies could only rush in one by one, and everyone took turns to block the zombies, creating a one-hit chance for Navale.

And when six zombies were killed, there were not many zombies at the door, and it seemed that hope was just around the corner.

When the next person rushed up with the lid of the pot, there was still a "bang!"

But even though he was knocked out, the zombie didn't stop.

They were so hungry, they hadn't eaten anything from morning to now, and they had no energy after worrying about it all day.

This is why they have to venture out of the house to look for food, otherwise they will starve to death before the zombies come to the door.

Seeing the zombies rushing towards everyone, the middle-aged man gathered his last strength and rushed up holding the board, blocking the attack of the zombies. Naval also took the opportunity to kill the zombies.

While panting, the middle-aged man continued to cheer up and said, "Everyone, come on, cheers. It will be over soon. There is hope."

And Navale took the fire ax and chopped off the heads of the zombies again and again. Hearing this, she turned to look at the middle-aged man with an inexplicable look in her eyes.

Hope, what a precious word, only when you lose it, do you know how precious and rare it is.

Some people feel as if the sky is falling when things go wrong, and they start to give up on themselves, while some people, even if they fall naively, can still persist in looking for slim hope.

Thinking of this, Nawal gripped the fire ax tightly again.

At this time, you must not give up hope, whether it is for Ada, Camilla, or your family.

Once you give up, it is really hopeless.

As if venting her emotions, Navale slashed at the head of the zombie with an axe, cutting off half of the head of the newly charged zombie.

Seeing how powerful Naval was, everyone felt hope in an instant, and began to use their last strength to resist the attack of zombies.

And at this moment, suddenly, there was a loud "bang!"

A black figure flashed in through the small window, directly threw itself on a young man, and then began to bite.

"Ah!" A scream.

The young man's desolate cry sounded in an instant, but it stopped after a while.

Only then did everyone see clearly what was coming in.

This is a petite zombie, no wonder it can come in through a small window.

But although the opponent is petite, his strength is not small at all.

It can be seen from the opponent tearing an adult's body alive.

"Camilla!" Nawal exclaimed in disbelief when she saw the little zombie.

Hearing Nawale's voice, Camilla immediately stood up from the young man's corpse.

Blood flowed down the corner of Camilla's mouth and dripped onto the clothes, dyeing the clothes bright red.

It's as bright as a wedding dress, but the red on it represents lives.

At this time, she also found the prey that was lost before, but now she still had food in her hand, so she didn't attack immediately.

At this time, there was a roar of "Hungry!" at the door, and another zombie rushed in, waking everyone up.

But no one stopped this time, because everyone was already too tired.

Although it was only a short ten minutes, they continued to fight non-stop for these ten minutes, and their tense spirits greatly consumed their physical strength.

After all, before this, they were just a group of ordinary people.

Only the middle-aged man still had firm and determined eyes, rushed towards Camilla holding the plank, and shouted at the same time: "I will hold the little monster, you block the door, there are no more monsters outside the door."

The voice of the middle-aged man woke everyone up. He was attracted by Camilla and didn't pay attention to the door. It turned out that the door followed the zombie, and there seemed to be no zombies outside.

It was as if hope was at hand.