Your Highness, zombies are coming

If a zombie climbed up, of course Issa could put a bullet in his skull, and then, it was fate, they had no idea how many zombies were down there!

It really won't be as simple as going back the same way. Issa thought with some resignation that a blockbuster horror movie would never give the protagonist a chance to slip away from the monster. screams to satisfy the audience's eyeballs.

The place where he and Luna stayed was at the crossroads of ventilation ducts, and there were passages on all sides, suitable for hiding. The only problem was which direction the guy named Carter was going to come up.

"Do you still know how to climb up?" The woman below laughed dryly, like those old stuck tapes, lifeless at all.

"Save your energy, bitch," the zombie cursed, but he quickly pried open the partition, and the piece of metal fell directly to the ground. Issa heard the muffled sound of the metal, and he guessed that the other party had crawled in. There are still more than ten meters away from them. In such a place that is not spacious enough, it is almost impossible to turn around quietly.

The two human beings could only lie down in place. They were at the beginning of the two passages, thinking about how to kill a zombie quietly.

Issa took out a small knife with four intertwined wings on it. They were in the shape of a cross and wrapped on a silver handle. They were the weapons that Roman asked for one time. handed the dagger to the man.

"To activate, just put your finger in the center of the cross. You have to be careful, this thing is too sharp."

He stroked those fine lines, his eyes were soft, and finally stayed in the center, and the tip of the dagger began to flash a ray of blue light, just like those colors that would always float around Roman.

Issa held his breath and stayed motionless against the pipe. He knew how to snipe a person and how to make him die without saying a word—the zombie was getting closer and closer, and the body after death was obviously not suitable for this kind of exercise. Under his torment, the metal pipes made regular noises.

He could see clearly, and he could even see that the protruding finger was only half a fingernail. The guy's neck was very close, maybe only twenty inches away. Issa thought that the other man had already poked his head out, and he must have been bald when he was alive. .The man held down his throat with one hand, and the knife went straight into the hollow of the brain and neck.It felt so smooth, like cutting butter, the dagger even made a circle around the nerve center. The whole process took less than five seconds. Issa supported the upper body of the deceased and carefully placed it on a flat surface. superior.

"Are you stupid enough to fall?" cried the woman below.

Luna looked at the other side nervously, and her companion spoke in a low and vague voice, "I found a mouse."

The way they came here has been opened for a while, and the two humans can no longer pass through there. Before the zombies on the ground can react, they have to find another passage and leave this ghost place.The whole tunnel seemed to be endless. In order to avoid making noise, Isa felt that their actions could be described as creeping. Through those partitions, he saw some zombies sitting around the ground, just like ordinary people Chatting or something, since they learned from the past, they didn't dare to stop.

Luna chose a warehouse as the exit, she easily jumped onto those goods, and then turned on the flashlight. "You must jump down gently, there are all explosives here." She whispered.

This sounds great. Putting so many dangerous chemicals in the pharmaceutical factory may blow up those bastards in a while, Issa thought, stepping on those boxes with some trepidation.

"I hate this. When they built the NO.13 factory building, they added new materials to the cement. It is said to be anti-commercial espionage. For that little patent, my father has gone crazy. The walkie-talkie stopped after 300 meters. No signal." Luna spoke quickly, as if trying to make up for the time she had suppressed just now.

"If we can't get out, no one will know the truth." Issa concluded for her.

"Don't be crowed, we have to go out." Luna raised the flashlight and looked around. She stared at the concrete floor for a long time. "I recognize the girl in high heels. She is a college student we rescued last week. Before this, there had never been any zombies in the base..."

"Those things probably got mixed up in that college student team and entered the base. I'm a complete idiot. I killed dozens of people for a little stupid sympathy." Even when she admitted her mistakes, she was too straightforward. "After this matter is resolved, I should give up this position."

"As you said, it will be later." Issa said, patted her on the shoulder.

Luna was stunned for a while, but she was obviously not the kind of person who hurt the spring and the autumn, so she quickly took out her weapon and walked in front.

Except for the pile of dangerous chemicals, this warehouse is quite safe, and even the smell of rotting meat has disappeared.Issa stood next to a small door, separated by an iron plate. The space inside was extremely quiet, and no zombies could be heard. He gestured and kicked the door open.

Those metal tables and chairs are neatly arranged inside, revealing an air of inorganic matter. Some freezers are placed against the wall. Luna moved the lighting to the ground, and there are many scattered experimental vessels underneath, as if they had been Wrecked once.

"Back back now," Issa said.

Luna didn't think much about it. She knew the ability of her companion behind her. He was able to kill a monster without any mistakes in the darkness before. He was as precise as some beasts lurking in the woods, with unimaginable reflexes and Lethality.

When she ran back to the door, the man was still standing inside. He was holding something and hit it down. There was a sound of a dog whimpering from the other end. Immediately afterwards, Issa rushed towards the entrance. He had just stepped on his front foot. After entering the warehouse, Luna began to close the door, and when it was half an inch away from the lock, the thing behind it slammed into it hard.

With the joint efforts of two people, the door was barely closed, with bumps left by the impact on it, gradually spreading to the entire door panel with more violent impacts each time.

“I bet it just came close,” said Issa, holding an iron bar as if the one who broke in was just a street thug.

The door fell to the ground with a clang, and as it was obviously not a product to prevent monsters, it had done its best.A paw that looked like a human hand protruded from the laboratory and stepped on the poor door. Luna's eyes widened. It was not because of how shocking the thing was, but because it was a little bit different from the image of a dog. Far.

It's like pressing a dog's head onto a human body, just unifying the color and appearance into what carrion should have. It's terribly stiff, like a child's graffiti, and there is no logic at all.It seemed that because its head was an animal, it chose to land on all fours, held its head high, and let out a low growl with malicious intent at the two humans.

Issa was sure that he saw the saliva of the 'dog', he raised his right hand, and swung the iron rod directly. Think about how to attack.

"Do you have any suggestions?" Issa asked. The girl next to her had already brought a box, and she didn't know what was stuffed in it.

"I decided to send him a case of special acid," Luna said.

Like most mutated zombies, at the beginning, this hybrid was also afraid of the strength of the prey, staying at a distance and refusing to approach, but those overwhelming appetites, the desire for raw meat soon overwhelmed everything, it Pounced on one of the thinner humans.

Issa raised the iron chain in his hand. He was far away from the thing. Once these monsters fell into the state of hunting, they would ignore everything. It was tripped by the rope that was suddenly lifted—a series of glass bottles It hit the concrete floor beside it, making tsk-tsk sounds on the floor and those rotten flesh, the zombie could no longer stand up, the skin was stuck to the concrete floor, struggling violently, the man directly inserted an iron rod into it head.

What happened next was disappointing. The passage behind the laboratory was obviously occupied by zombies, and their unconscious roars could be heard from a long distance away. Luna fumbled through the map a little depressed, trying to find another passage .

The other door of the warehouse suddenly heard a sound, the sound of the doorknob being turned—this is not a good thing, most of the zombies in that direction are talking ones.Yisa gestured to his companions, and the two hid in the corners of the warehouse, which was very large and covered everywhere.

"Looks like they've been here," one said.

"It's really a rough human being. It completely ruined the puppy. I'm still very interested in this experimental product." Isa recognized the voice of the second person, which was so soft that it was abnormally soft. It was undoubtedly the literature teacher. "Look along the path of the ventilation duct. It may still be in this house. Remember to remind those idiots that they are only allowed to be captured alive. I don't need pieces of meat."

"Aren't you going to take a look, Mr. Lild."

"No, I need to be quiet, Layla is too noisy, even death can't calm her down." Lild said, he seemed to be annoyed by his girlfriend, it's hard to imagine that zombies would have this kind of trouble .

Issa hid behind a piece of canvas that was heavy and piled up in thick folds enough to cover several adults.He looked out through a hole, and the white-haired young man was standing a few meters away, with his back turned to him, looking like he was doing nothing.

"When King Arthur ruled this land, he was a great king." The zombie hummed vaguely, and could hardly hear the original tune. (Note [-]) Issa raised his gun, and the probability of hitting the back of the opponent's head through a layer of cloth is not [-]%, but it is indeed a tempting guess. If he can kill the leader of this group of zombies in one fell swoop, their next battle will be easier. many.

"This king made a pudding, put a lot of raisins... the king and queen ate the pudding." The white-haired undead seemed to have noticed something, and he walked towards the pile of goods behind him.

For zombies, it is not difficult to spot living things half a meter away. Issa finally pulled the trigger. As the guy got closer, the target he could see became more and more blurred--the bullet went through the canvas, man Running out the other end, but the zombie didn't stay where he was, he disappeared.

A burst of severe pain almost broke Issa's back knee. He knelt on the ground unavoidably. The man gritted his teeth and turned the hand holding the gun behind him. Another bullet was fired, bringing The sound that pierces flesh and blood.

In the next moment, Issa's right wrist was also hit hard, and the gun fell to the ground and slid to a distance of more than ten feet. The man gasped, staring closely at the zombie walking in front of him, his His right hand fell to the ground, and the wrist bone was so painful that he couldn't feel it.

"Where did I sing just now?" Lild said, he didn't notice the appearance of the intruder until this time: "Oh, it's an acquaintance, I'm sorry that there was no welcoming ceremony."

"I'm not such a cruel bastard," the young man touched the tip of his nose. When he was still, his face could only give the illusion of a marble sculpture, cold, white and lifeless. "You can answer my two questions, and you'll get out alive. After all, I've always liked Colin."

As if to show that he was an empathetic zombie, Lild held the man's right hand again, twisted it suddenly, and the place was reconnected, in a rough, primitive way. "My medicine is not that good, if there is any problem, just do it again." He said softly.

Issa lowered his eyes, and the sweat from the pain was sliding down his forehead and down to his eyelashes. He guessed that his complexion was as bad as that of a zombie. In the back, she will definitely find a chance to run out, and all he needs to do is delay time.

"First question, what happened to the queen who ate the pudding?"

"I don't know." The man said, just hearing these nursery rhymes, he already lost his appetite to eat.

"Oh, poor man, your mother must have never said that the queen was fried." Lild kicked the human in the chest, and the latter curled up and fell to the ground.

"Well, you still have one more chance." Said the pale zombie, his red eyes were as cold as snakes, "What does that Mr. Andrew with a long name have to do with you?" (Note [-]) Note [-]: When King Arthur ruled He was a great king of this land at the time.He stole three bags of cereal to make a big pudding.The pudding made by this king put many raisins and a big piece of butter, which was as big as my two thumbs. The king and queen ate the pudding, and the nobles around him also ate it.They didn't eat anything that night, and the queen was fried the next morning. ——From Mother Goose Horror Nursery Rhymes Note [-]: Roman's full name, Alphonse Roman von Andrew