Doomsday rat

Chapter 82 The Battle of Justice 3
It is more than two meters high, and the lower half of the concrete and the upper half of the iron fence can't stop people at all. It is very easy to turn over, and you are not afraid of being discovered after you pass it. The branches and leaves here are denser, and it seems that the greening is too good.

Due to a power outage, the access control system failed, and it was dark and quiet inside the building door.To be honest, it's pretty scary. If a zombie pops out at this time, it can almost act in a horror movie.

It's a pity that not only are there no wandering zombies, but there is no movement in each household. It seems that this group of people has cleaned up the community.Unexpectedly, at this time, the zombies will not only not kill, but also save lives, save their lives!
The apartment type in the northwest of the sixth floor is easy to find.When Hong Tao went up to the third floor, he deliberately went into the corridor to take a look. The other party's method of breaking and dismantling was exactly the same as his own. He also knocked out the lock cylinder of the security door first, and then found the screw to fix the door handle, and the whole lock cylinder was useless. .

"Received on the 14th... Shift shifts in two hours... Oh, it's over! Fuck it, work overtime again, just know that we're going to work overtime, you fucking sleep with your bitches in your arms..."

This security door is quite new, and it silently opens a gap large enough for people to slip in.There was no one in the living room, the sentinel should be on the balcony of the master bedroom, as if he was talking to someone, and he was in a bad mood.

"Pada..." The furniture in the room is complete, but there are many things scattered on the ground, which are obviously searched.Hong Tao covered the flashlight with his palm, only the faint light leaked out, and crept into the corridor leading to the bedroom.Then, he picked up a pen from the ground and threw it at the security door. He ducked into the bathroom in the middle of the corridor, holding his breath and stood against the wall.

"Who is it?..." The swearing in the bedroom suddenly stopped. Following the question, a light flashed, and the sentinel came out very slowly, holding a Western-style kitchen knife in his hand. in front of you.

"Fuck, I've said it a few times, change the lock, and let me deal with it if a living corpse gets in!" He raised his flashlight and turned around outside the security door, but found nothing unusual. Whispered and walked back.This time, the speed was much more normal and more casual. Although the knife was still in his hand, he had already held it together with the flashlight. He freed up one hand to take out the cigarette case in his pocket.

"Uh... 呲呲呲... thump... bang..." Unfortunately, before the cigarette could be put into his mouth, he noticed something in the bathroom on the left.I wanted to turn around and raise my hand, but I felt that all the strength in my body seemed to run away with my breathing, and there was a hot thing spraying out of my neck, hitting the wall with a sound of water.

Then the person sat down slowly, and the blood still sprayed out from the wound on the neck, but the force was not as strong as the previous ones, only more than a foot away.

It would be very troublesome to talk about trouble if you want people's lives. They slap knives face to face with each other, and if they have received special training all the year round, it is impossible to know who will hit whom first, and it is difficult for people to lose resistance in a short period of time.

Hide it well. When you are most relaxed, you only need to have a sharp knife in your hand, find the exact part, lightly poke on the side of the neck, and make a small incision about an inch long, and a fresh human life will be lost. It's no different from killing a chicken and wiping its neck.

"Okay, let me hear what you guys are talking about..." He simply flipped through the body, which was still warm, without a gun, wearing a stab-proof suit, with a kitchen knife, and a handstand.

Looking at the frequency above, Hong Tao took out his hand and tuned it to the same frequency, remembered it on channel 2, and took a photo of the sentinel's face.Very young, in his early twenties, with tousled hair and dark bags under his eyes, doesn't seem to have slept well these days.

"Brother Beard... that car has gone far away, I don't know where it is going. When I chased it, it was gone. I guess it was a car that went the wrong way. When I saw the roadblock, I quickly turned around and slipped away. It's fate! ..." A man's report came through the earphones, not with a local accent, it should be Brother Beard.

"Tomorrow, you and the brothers are working so hard to block the intersection in the south and try to brighten up another layer of lights. With these lights, maybe there will be more moths coming to the fire... Finished!" The answer should be It's Brother Beard, his voice is quite dull, and he's still breathing a little, so he can't tell his age.

"Fuck you will enjoy it... Don't be busy, you'll be walking around without food in a while!" Based on Hong Tao's experience, this guy is either exercising or working hard in bed, and then contact the current time segment, the possibility of exercise should be small.

"San'er, are you here yet? It's over!" Hong Tao didn't dare to stay in this channel for too long, and switched back to his own channel to call Jiao San.

"Come on, come on, don't rush, I'm running out of breath... Finish... Finish!" Jiao San also answered with a snort, but he was no longer as handsome as the bearded brother. He was really exercising in the middle of the night. Woolen cloth.

"Brother Sun, can you see me waving? It's over!" Walking straight to the balcony, Hong Tao waved to the north.At this distance, the other sentinel upstairs next to him could only see the figure, but couldn't tell anything.No, he also waved his hand lazily, then leaned against the wall and didn't move.

"I saw... You really killed him?" The sentinel could see himself, and Sun Jianshe, who was across the road downstairs, should also be able to see it.But the old guy hid so well that Hong Tao couldn't see it until he stuck his head out.

"What's the matter, you're still planning to rescue your grandson without a fight... Then I really can't do this job, why don't you hire another genius! Finish..." Hong Tao rolled his eyes and directly switched the channel back to Sentinel's .

"Hey, I'm here, what's the matter?" After listening for a few minutes, seeing Sun Jianshe showing half of his body from the back of the car and waving to this side, he switched the channel back.

"Jiao Qiao is here, what should I do next? Done!" Sun Jianshe probably called Hong Tao several times, but got no reply.

"20 meters to the south, come slowly. Don't be afraid, the sentry won't be able to see it! Be careful, walk slowly, don't run, it's over!" Standing at the sentry position, Hong Tao found a new angle to observe other sentries vision.

Anyway, I couldn't see if anyone was walking on the street downstairs from the sentry on the opposite side, and the other side should be like that too.Only when it is close to the fence will it be illuminated by the light, but the view of the sentry on the opposite side is blocked by the leaves, and he can only see whether he is on the post or not.

"Sixth floor, come up, no one, it's over!" Watching Lao Sun and Jiao San leisurely cross the road and climb over the fence, Hong Tao found that the sentry on the opposite side lit another cigarette.This guy is so addicted to smoking that he has smoked three at this time. Why don't he just light one himself to get rid of the bloody smell coming from his face.

"Fuck... Be careful with your feet, I almost slipped on my head... The dead don't seem to be that scary, Brother Hong, why don't I feel like throwing up?" Soon there were light footsteps outside the door, and then Jiao San's complain.He didn't know if he vomited or not. Anyway, he was extremely nervous. The specific reaction was that he talked too much.

"Come on, stand here with me, you don't have to do anything, just help them as a sentinel for a while. Brother Sun, give me the gun..." Hong Tao didn't persuade nor relieved, he likes to be nervous and not nervous, like to vomit or not to vomit. Emotions can't be eliminated with a few words, just ignore it and do what you need to do.

"I'll go with you... Don't worry, I'm fine, I've been a soldier anyway..." Sun Jianshe didn't enter the bedroom, but stood next to the corpse in the corridor and stared at it from a close distance.He is quite able to adjust his mentality, and it will be fine to look at it more.

"Why don't you drag him in, it's a bit of a hindrance here!" Hong Tao is also welcome, don't you want to fight poison with poison? Well, I'll add more fire. It's not impressive just by looking at it.

Sun Jianshe was really unequivocal. He bent down and dragged the corpse's legs into the bathroom. He also took out the mop and wiped the blood on the ground. There was too much, and it was sticky and slippery.

After the old man finished wiping, Hong Tao took the lead and walked out.This time I went to the opposite room, which is facing the center of the community.Hong Tao didn't say anything, went straight to the living room balcony, grabbed a stool and shattered the balcony glass.In the silent night, broken glass fell from the sixth floor, and it was very harsh.

(End of this chapter)