my doomsday wish list

Chapter 27
Sergeant Wu and his team walked through the dark and narrow path to the underground garage of the police station.

He raised his crossbow and forced one of his accomplices to go ahead and clear the way.

You could hear needle drops all around, and there was a rotten corpse smell.

Forced by the power of the crossbow, the accomplices could only cry and move tremblingly little by little, for fear of making any noise and attracting zombies.

Sergeant Wu stood behind and watched coldly. Seeing that there were not many people left around him, his heart felt like a boulder and became heavier.

When he went downstairs to escape, he encountered zombies that suddenly attacked and killed two more people.

The team that was pulled together with great difficulty now has only three accomplices left.

He knew very well that it was almost impossible to leave this ghost place alone.

There must be a dead ghost standing in front of him, so that the group of bloodthirsty zombies can be held back for a short time.

There was deep doubt in his eyes.

Why did the police car suddenly turn on its lights and slam into Junhe to death.

He even carried the zombies together and broke through the iron gate in one fell swoop.

Apart from that medieval boy Zheng Xun, he couldn't think of anyone else.

"It seems that Zheng Xun was not the one who shot to death, but a scapegoat." Sergeant Wu's eyes were cold, and he tightened the crossbow in his hand, "I've been tricked by this kid."

When the zombies rushed into the building, he didn't hesitate at all, and chose to retreat immediately, without seeing clearly whether it was a human or a ghost in the car.

In an emergency where every second counts, if you delay for a second, you will die.

In order to prevent accidents in the escape, he didn't even have time to bring the hostage Lixiu.

The kind of girl who cries and screams and is scared to death is undoubtedly a time bomb.

It is more risky to carry it, throwing it on the roof can also attract a wave of zombies.

Fortunately, there were many fire doors set up along the stairs that Chief Wu took, which could effectively block the zombies' hearing.

Although he managed to escape downstairs, the crisis was not resolved.

Right now, their group is about to enter the underground garage.

The only chance of escape is to drive in a police car.

Several people did not dare to breathe loudly, and even when their toes landed, they tried to be as light and steady as possible, and they could even hear their hearts beating wildly.

In the aisle not far behind, there were bursts of running footsteps from time to time, accompanied by a beast-like growl.

Zombies are close at hand.

No one dared to look back, they could only pray silently in their hearts that they could walk out of this building smoothly.

The color of fear crawled all over everyone's face.

"Fear. Heh." Sergeant Wu's face was cloudy and uncertain, almost gnawing his teeth, "Zheng Xun, wait, sooner or later, I will find out your real secret!"

He originally wanted to stay and find out.

But the people around were basically frightened, not to mention staying here, trembling even when they ran away and walked.

The originally good situation suddenly took a turn for the worse, and all the guns and ammunition at your fingertips were wasted.

The organized team and the captured hostages have all become the rations of the zombies.

According to the original plan, he should now be equipped with a loaded pistol and take control of the arsenal.

Using the third floor of a nearby residential building as a base, lead a group of strong survivors to establish an initial survival group in the apocalypse.

In this group, he will be the only one with authority!
But now everything is in vain, and he is running away in embarrassment, and he has to beware of zombies that may attack at any time.

There is probably only one person who caused all these evil results.

That medieval boy!

Zheng Xun!

After several rounds of confrontation, Xin Nan died, and Jun Hyuk, the craziest, also died.

As a senior police chief, he has gathered a group of villains and strong men, and he can only struggle to survive.

A kid in middle ages can do this in the doomsday zombies.

Unless he is really immune to zombie attacks.

Sergeant Wu thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't believe it, but the facts were right in front of his eyes.

He was the one who answered the pager, he was the one who released zombies to kill Xin Nan, he was the one who drove his car and killed Jun He, and he was the one who released a bunch of zombies into the building now.

If he is not immune to zombies, why is he so rampant?Why come and go freely in the zombie nest?

His expression became more ferocious, hatred, longing, and unwillingness intertwined in his heart, torturing him like a fire.

He longs for real answers.

He wished he could catch that Middle Ages boy right now.

But now the only thing that can be done is to escape and save his life.

"No matter what, get out of here first, find a chance later, and then catch that kid, when the time comes...!"

Sergeant Wu clenched his fists, took a few deep breaths, stabilized his mind, and had an idea in his mind.

In the memory of his mind, he retrieved all the files about him, firmly remembered Zheng Xun's home address, and clearly outlined his appearance.

Surrounded by zombies, Zheng Xun came to the door of the armory smoothly.

I looked around and found nothing unusual.

"The one surnamed Wu can really hide."

"Even Brother Corpse couldn't be found for so long."

"But it's just right, there's no need to worry about an ambush."

Just now, Zheng Xun drove away a group of zombies, and went to the entrance and exit of the underground parking garage to wait.

He didn't choose to go into the underground garage, because he didn't know how many bows and crossbows Sergeant Wu still had in his hand.

Even with a gun in his hand, he has never fired a single shot in 17 years, and he will never win against Sergeant Wu, who is extremely proficient in playing crossbows.

Zheng Xunzi lamented that Sergeant Wu's one-shot and one-shot technique could not be compared.

I can only encourage myself and practice more frequently in the future.

It just so happens that there is a policewoman on the roof, if there is something you don't understand or is not skilled in, you can ask her for advice.

Zheng Xun took out the key, opened the corner of the weapons warehouse door, and stuffed the two corpses in first.

Even though he knew that Sergeant Wu would not be able to open the door, he took precautions to prevent other survivors from hiding in the arsenal.

He saw two zombies standing in the room with blank faces, so he walked in boldly.

Looking around, I found that there are quite a lot of weapons and equipment in the room, and the entire warehouse is neatly arranged.

Pistols, electric batons, stun guns, explosion-proof shields, body armor, special clothing, etc. are all available.

Police chiefs in South Korea are not allowed to carry guns during ordinary office hours. To hold a gun, they must fill out a report application and carry it when they are on special missions.

The zombie crisis broke out suddenly. It is estimated that the warehouse manager joined the army of zombies early, so that the firepower of the entire police station was basically stored in the warehouse.

He walked over to the gun rack and picked up a pistol.

This is a revolver that can load five rounds at a time.

He didn't know the specific model.

I just feel that when I hold it in my hand, the metallic feeling is cold and oppressive, and heavy.

He tried holding the gun with one hand and aiming straight.

"I didn't expect it to be a bit difficult."

Clenching your hands together makes you feel more stable.

Although they are all revolvers, the shapes of the guns are also different.

"What bullet goes with what gun?"

Zheng Xun was completely confused, so he had to draw a different gun, then took a few boxes of bullets and went to the rooftop to ask the policewoman for advice.

Return to the rooftop.

When Lixiu saw the strange boy coming back, although she was not as terrified as before.

But the lingering fear after the catastrophe still lingers in his heart, so he can only try his best to shrink his body in a corner.

Zheng Xun squatted in front of her and put the gun and ammunition on the ground.

When she saw the gun and ammunition in the boy's hand, her wet red eyes grew wider and wider.

There was only one thought left in my mind.

Dead! ! !
She remembered that Sergeant Wu had been looking for the key to the armory, just to get the pistol in the warehouse.

In the doomsday, whoever owns a gun has the real power of life and death.

But she failed to escape the fate of being a prisoner after all.

He couldn't help but close his eyes tightly, and wept aggrievedly.

"Lina, sister, I'm sorry for you!"

"Hey, why are you crying, open your eyes!" Zheng Xun squeezed hard, "I'll make a deal with you, why are you panicking?"

trade? !
Lixiu exclaimed that it hurt, and then she opened her eyes again, feeling aggrieved.

After pondering for a few seconds, but unable to guess the result, he asked weakly.

"What deal do you want to make with me?"

"You taught me how to shoot, and I killed Wu for you."

Zheng Xun was unusually stern.

　Follow up on Tuesday!

　　Two big chapters are issued in succession, and your hands will never shake!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)