All Worlds Madhouse

Well, looking at the way he walks, it must be old Joey.

So, Ziliang and others stepped over the heads covered with windlass on the ground and walked over.

Old Joey also saw everyone at this time. He happily threw his head back and said, "Hey, I'm just going to find you."

"We can see it." Zi Liangxu said with eyes.

Suddenly, he was stunned for a moment.

"Um, what happened to your arm?" He asked, pointing to one of Old Joey's arms. There was a deep tooth mark that had bitten the flesh.

Old Joey was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and looked at his hands.

"This. Haha - it must have been bitten by someone just now." He said nonchalantly. It seemed that if Ziliang hadn't reminded him, he might not have been able to find the wound: "You know, the last plane Here, the strength I accumulated has basically been used up, so now I am still very weak."

"Well, you're so weak," Quinn said jokingly, looking at the headless zombies that were chopped to pieces all over the floor.

"What happened to this city? These people are rotten, and their flesh smells like sewers." Old Joey complained while shaking the blood on his hands. Some of the blood was his own, but more Those are the zombies that he chopped open.

"We don't know either. Until now, we haven't seen a normal human being." Ziliang responded: "But if we keep looking, we can always find some clues.

Let's bandage his hand first. "Ziliang suddenly said to Quinn.

"Bandage? Well, this wound doesn't seem to have any impact on him." Quinn said.

Ziliang also hesitated for a moment. He looked at Old Joey's wound. Indeed, for him, this small injury was no different from being bitten by a mosquito. But why did Ziliang always have a feeling in his heart when he looked at this wound? Inexplicably uneasy?

"It's better to bandage it first. The smell of blood is likely to attract those living corpses, so be careful." Hannibal said.

Ziliang and Quinn both nodded.

Immediately, Quinn quickly bandaged old Joey's wounds.

"What now? Where are we going?"

Ziliang thought for a while: "Let's go to the police station or the hospital first."

Indeed, although I don't know what happened in this city, no matter what, it can't become like this in an instant. Therefore, some places with armed forces, such as the 'police station', will definitely resist more than civilians. For a longer period of time, the final line of defense may have been established there. If there are still people alive in this city, then the police station will undoubtedly have the greatest chance.

There are also hospitals. Whether it is an epidemic, war, alien invasion, or any other event that can turn a city into what it is now, the hospital will always be overcrowded at the first moment. Go there and flip through the last medical records. It is estimated that many clues can be deduced.

"Then let's go to the police station first. Cross the short street and walk a short distance to get there." Quinn said. As a top medical student in Gotham City, he can naturally memorize eight things at a glance on a map. Nine is inseparable from ten.

As a result, the four people in this group immediately moved towards the next goal without saying a word.

Just like Quinn said, the police station is not far away, and with Old Joey joining in, the four of them can just walk along the street as long as they don't foolishly provoke the groups of corpses wandering aimlessly in the distance. Just walk there, no need to cross the path.

So soon, after turning a corner, the Raccoon City Police Department appeared in front of everyone.

This is a very large building, almost the largest that everyone has seen along the way. The whole building is hidden at the end of the road. When viewed through the haze, it still has a classical artistic atmosphere. Although This style doesn't match "police department" at all, but the three huge letters "Raccoon City Police Department (R.P.D)" on the door tell everyone that this is the right place.

However, this place seems to be no different from other places, except that the scrapped household vehicles have been replaced by police cars. They are all blackened by fire, and they are as sleepy as the icy roads in Raccoon City...

"Are there really any survivors here?" Old Joey asked.

Ziliang did not speak, but walked to the row of crashed police cars: "I don't know if there are any survivors, but there must have been a firefight here that lasted for a long time.

The car here was deliberately arranged like this. There were roadblocks and tapes next to it. Well, there were bloodstains on the car body, but there were no people or bodies. The front window of the driver's seat was all shattered. There were 12-gauge shotguns and gunshots everywhere on the ground. 9 mm pistol cartridge cases, and a considerable number of rifle cartridge cases. "

As he spoke, Ziliang knelt down, picked up a red shotshell shell from the ground, put it under his nose and smelled it for a while, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly:

"Hey, good news, the smell of gunpowder hasn't dissipated yet. This battle should have happened a few hours ago. There were no guns on the ground. They were taken away. At least at that time, there were still people alive."

At this moment, perhaps to verify Ziliang's guess, someone came from somewhere in the police station

"boom!"

There was a gunshot.

Everyone was stunned, because the sound of gunshots basically proved that someone, at least those living corpses hanging around, didn't look like they could shoot. So Ziliang and others immediately rushed to push the iron door of the police station in a panic.

The reason why I was panicking was not only because I knew someone was in the police station, but also because of the gunshot, which was followed by a series of wailing sounds, and all the zombies that were wandering around were all panicked. Looking this way.

"Damn, isn't this going to cause trouble?" Ziliang muttered angrily.

Of course, at this time, it was impossible for the door of the police station to be pushed open just like that. Moreover, there was a thick and locked chain on the door.

"Joy." Ziliang shouted as he looked at the wailing zombies.

And Lao Qiao Yi did not wait for him to speak, so he had come to make a step first, holding the pig knife, "Dang Dang Dang Dang" was cut in a mess at the iron chain, but it may be that Old Joey really accumulated accumulated accumulated accumulation. All the power was used up, so for a moment, only sparks were seen jumping around, but it still didn't cut off.

Seeing this posture, Ziliang estimated that when he cut off the iron chain, there would be no bones left, so he gritted his teeth and took it out directly.

"Get out of the way." He approached Old Joey and fired at the locked face.

But using bullets to open a lock is not as simple as in the movie. Even if the shrapnel is not bounced, it can't be done with one or two shots. Therefore, until Ziliang uses up all the bullets, Then the lock was broken open. At this time, the zombie group was already close at hand, and some of the ones that were close had been chopped down to the ground by Old Joey and others.

"The door is open, hurry up." Ziliang opened the chain and shouted.

Facing these countless living corpses, the group did not dare to fight, so they quickly turned around and got into the door.

"Latch, there is a latch over there." Ziliang pointed to a big iron bar next to the door.

Hannibal and Quinn quickly moved the latch up and blocked the door. The next second, there was a banging sound on the other side of the door.

"Huh, it's really dangerous."

"Haha - if you want to eat Old Joey, there is no way."

No matter what, everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief, and then everyone turned around. The lobby of the police station came into view.

This was obviously a base for a battle. Many ammunition boxes were piled on both sides of the hall, but now they were all empty.

On the floor of the hall is a painted logo of the Raccoon City Police Department. Opposite the emblem is a statue of a goddess, which is probably an auspicious image from some ancient legend in Raccoon City.

Between the emblem and the statue of the goddess is the police information and registration desk in the hall. An old-style printer formed a sharp contrast with the computer next to it. If it hadn't been for the receptionist's special preference, it would have been moved to an antique store in Raccoon City for retirement.

On both sides of the hall, there are two stairs leading to the upper floor, but they are blocked by fences, and only a few closed doors can be vaguely seen.

"It seems to be quite safe here." Quinn said casually.

at this time

"Bang! Bang!" Two more gunshots came from the porch on one side, which didn't sound very far away.

Everyone looked at each other and ran towards the direction of the gunfire without any time to say anything else.