Wasteland Survival Code

Chapter 634
"Don't die! Hold on!"

Cheng Yanqiu growled at No. 147, unscrewed a bottle of medical alcohol, and poured it on his wound.

It seemed that the wound was burned by alcohol, and No. 147, who was in a coma, groaned in pain.

"Hold on, grit your teeth and pass—" Regardless of whether No. 147 can hear it or not, Cheng Yanqiu poured the remaining medical alcohol on the saber while talking, and then pinched No. 147's wound with his nails to die The skin and flesh began to be cut.

As the necrotic part was cut off, bright red blood gushed out again. Cheng Yanqiu quickly took the hemostatic cotton that had been prepared by the side and stuffed it into the wound, and then wrapped the wound with a bandage.

There were more than a dozen wounds on No. 147, Cheng Yanqiu only picked the most serious ones and treated them, and then carried him to a hospital bed parked in the corridor.

"Glucose and plasma are still needed..." Cheng Yanqiu muttered to himself. No. 147 lost a lot of blood. If he didn't have a blood transfusion, it would still be difficult for him to survive. The only thing to be thankful for is that this guy is not a rare blood type. It's the common type B blood.

It's a pity that Cheng Yanqiu himself has type A blood, otherwise he could directly carry out one-on-one blood transfusion to rescue No. 147.

"Blood bank... Where is the blood bank in this hospital?" Cheng Yanqiu hurried to the entrance of the building, where there was a detailed structure distribution map of the whole building.

"Basement level...the left...the fourth warehouse..."

After memorizing the location of the blood bank, Cheng Yanqiu pushed the No. 147 hospital bed into the pharmacy, and locked the door of the pharmacy with the chain buckle used earlier——to prevent theft, the door of the pharmacy is made of all metal , This is also the only iron door on the first floor of the entire hospital building. In case a mutant creature enters the hospital, this is the safest place on the first floor.

After setting up No. 147, Cheng Yanqiu ran to the basement of the hospital.

The elevator in the hospital had already been out of service, and the door to the stairwell was locked with finger-thick iron chains. Cheng Yanqiu could only use the butt of his gun to smash down the entire doorknob that was entangled in the chains.

Pushing open the door of the basement, there was a strange smell coming from the corridor. Cheng Yanqiu took a look and saw many corpses sitting on both sides of the corridor. Some of these corpses were wearing military uniforms, some were wearing hospital uniforms. There are also some corpses that seem to be civilians.

"Is it too late to evacuate and be left behind?"

Although he had some doubts in his heart, Cheng Yanqiu didn't have the time to take care of these corpses at the moment, so he hurried to the door of the fourth room on the left.

However, when he saw the half-closed door of the blood bank, Cheng Yanqiu felt a chill in his heart——

He forgot one thing. The entire LS City People's Hospital had been cut off power several years ago. The reason why the electric retractable door can be activated is because the electric retractable door is powered by an independent battery, and the blood bank is different. Yes, if you want to preserve the plasma and the separated red blood cells, you have to keep the temperature at minus tens of degrees all the time, which consumes a lot of power...

The cold storage for storing blood has long ceased to operate, and the plasma stored in it has also deteriorated and is scrapped.

"Ugh!"

Cheng Yanqiu punched the wall angrily, and a fist mark half a centimeter deep appeared on the dusty wall.

Without blood, there is no way to transfuse No. 147, so whether he can survive or not depends on his own luck.

Although No. 147 is an evolutionary, his evolution direction is not in terms of physical ability. Not only does he not have life-saving abilities such as accelerated healing and recovery from injuries, but even in terms of basic attributes such as strength and agility, he is inferior to ordinary soldiers. Just a little bit stronger.

This punch made Cheng Yanqiu's head slowly calm down. He leaned on the wall, panting heavily, and began to think about the next countermeasure.

At this time, a large number of mutated creatures must have gathered outside the hospital, and Ghost Face and the others, let alone where they are now, can't even know whether Cheng Yanqiu is dead or alive. No. 147 is seriously injured and dying... In other words, The only thing he can count on now is himself.

"We have to persist until dawn... When dawn comes, the number of mutated creatures wandering in the city will decrease a lot, and I'm trying to find a way to get out of here then."

Cheng Yanqiu returned to the first floor and began to check the remaining equipment.

Including the No. 147 share, there are still two large-caliber assault rifles left, three and a half magazines left for the corresponding bullets, less than a hundred rounds, two Sauger P226 pistols, one Type 92 pistol, and ninety-two pistols. 55 mm pistol ammunition, one broadsword mine, one directional bomb, and 150 grams of plastic explosives.

To use this little thing to stick to it until dawn, to be honest, Cheng Yanqiu's heart is also in suspense.

Carrying the No. 147 assault rifle behind his back, Cheng Yanqiu walked up to the second floor with his own assault rifle in his arms. However, when he looked out the window, he was completely stunned.

Those mutated creatures that were chasing him and No. 147 have completely disappeared at this moment, and replaced by a place of corpses that have been digested in sevens and sevens and eighty-eight... a sheet that almost covered half a block Huge meat film!
Cheng Yanqiu is very familiar with this layer of fleshy membrane, and he also clearly knows the function of this thing - to produce a large number of flesh and blood puppets!
In the underground shopping mall back then, he and Qi Lin were once forced into a very embarrassing situation by the endless flesh and blood puppets, but now, the area of ​​this piece of fleshy membrane is far larger than the one in the above ground shopping mall!
Not only that, the meat membrane is still spreading towards the inside of the hospital at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this moment, the meat membrane has overflowed the electric retractable door and arrived in front of the flower bed, and the nurse zombie who was killed by Cheng Yanqiu But it has already been wrapped in the meat membrane, and with a disgusting squirm, the zombie's body quickly turned into the nourishment of the meat membrane...

"Why...damn it! This city... this city is probably already under the control of the mastermind!" Cheng Yanqiu took a last look at the fleshy membrane that was spreading towards the building, turned around and ran to the first floor.

No. 147 must be transferred immediately. If he continues to stay on the first floor, he will soon become like those mutant creatures and the zombie, and become the nourishment of the meat membrane - just an iron door is absolutely unstoppable. that kind of stuff.

Cheng Yanqiu pushed the hospital bed to the stairs, carried No. 147 and rushed to the rooftop above the seventh floor of the hospital.

There is a circular helipad on the roof, but unfortunately, there is not a helicopter parked on the apron.

(End of this chapter)