The sound of the helicopter was still roaring outside the building, and it had already arrived near the building. It seemed that the sound would reach near the rooftop of the building.

On the first floor of the skyscraper, zombies roared loudly, forming a terrifying atmosphere.

At the end of the corridor on the south side of the hall, two filing cabinets with a height of two meters blocked the corridor, leaving only a gap of half a palm. Zombies could not get through that gap at all. The filing cabinets had already been slapped.

deformed, but there were too many files inside, and it would take a long time for the zombies to completely smash the file cabinet into pieces.

Tang Ji and several others worked together to support the filing cabinet. While breathing heavily, they all smiled more or less. Although Malos's death was sad, it could not offset the joy of escaping from death.

Bang!

"Tang, I really have you!" Will punched Tang Ji's chest and said with a relieved expression. In such a critical moment, Tang Ji's calmness amazed him. He watched the zombies running towards the stairs.

Come on, what can you do in just twenty seconds?

If there is enough time, anyone here can think of moving things to block the corridor. Of course, if there is enough time, there is no need to do that at all, because everyone has time to go up, but the time is short, everyone has already panicked

, the thoughts of panicked people will become confused, and death will be all in their minds. People will become crazy, and they can rarely think calmly.

But Tang Ji can, because Tang Ji has always known that panic has no practical meaning other than increasing his own danger. Everyone knows this, but there are too few people who can really stay calm in trouble.

Moreover, Will had planned to send Tang Ji up first. Tang Ji obviously did not need to take such a risk, but he did. If Will had followed Tang Ji since the beginning of the apocalypse, he would definitely be able to spy on Tang Ji's thoughts now.

, It's a pity that he didn't. He didn't know how much Tang Ji cherished his life. In other words, he didn't know how much Tang Ji was afraid of death. At this time, Tang Ji was willing to take great risks and choose to save everyone. The thoughts contained in it were unknown.

People know.

After several people took a breath while holding the file cabinet, they began to wait. The remaining people at the stairway a few steps away were quickly going up to the second floor. Several ropes had been dropped from above. With the cooperation of everyone, even without Will's help

, a person can get up there in just a few seconds.

After about a minute, everyone went up except a few people at the filing cabinet.

"Quick, come up!" Monica shouted to the people below. She was lying on the stairs on the second floor. Because of the angle, she couldn't see the situation near the filing cabinets below.

"You guys go first!" Will suddenly pushed Tang Ji, turned over, and changed his body from leaning against the filing cabinet on the left to standing between the two filing cabinets, facing the filing cabinet, arms spread out

Open, two big hands pressed on the two file cabinets respectively, one foot moved backward, the body arched down, and pressed the constantly vibrating file cabinets with all its strength, all the muscles in the body tensed up.

Will held up the filing cabinet with his own strength, and several other people quickly ran to the stairs. Tang Ji grabbed the rope formed by several webbings gathered together, and used his hands and feet to climb a certain distance. The two people on top

He immediately grabbed Tang Ji's arm and dragged Tang Ji up.

Several people quickly went up to the second floor, and Will was the only one left below.

"We're ready, come up!" Monica shouted, standing up at the same time, straightening her arms and stepping back, blocking everyone near the stairs.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

With a few heavy footsteps, Will ran to the top of the stairs. He rounded his arms and threw up the backpack he took off while running. Then he stepped on the remains of the stairs and jumped up, grabbing the only thing on it.

At the edge of the remaining staircase, he exerted force on his arms and raised his legs back. His body immediately completed a leap from the air. With a bang, his feet landed on the ground. Will reached the second floor smoothly and stood up straight.

It was also an amazing move, very similar to what Monica had done before, but Monica did it with his help, and when she got upstairs, she didn't land smoothly and rolled in, but Will did it alone.

Everything was done and he landed smoothly.

When it comes to making judgments, there is a reason why Will can become Malos's most trusted subordinate.

Boom! Bang!

Just when Will arrived on the second floor, the sound of two file cabinets overturning was heard one after another, and then a group of zombies ran under the stairs, reaching up and screaming crazily.

Zombies don't know how to climb and help each other. Unless they become dead, other zombies will know how to step on it, and everyone will be safe.

"Huh!" Will breathed a sigh of relief. He bent down and reached out to pick up his backpack. He put it on his body and quickly glanced at the people gathered in the corridor on the second floor. There were only less than ten people. Needless to say, the rest must be

He ran upstairs.

At this time, the sound of the helicopter had begun to move away from the skyscraper, and gunshots also rang out upstairs. Will and everyone did not run upstairs, but went to the window at the end of the corridor on the second floor and looked out.

Sure enough, due to the obstruction of nearby skyscrapers, everyone on the second floor could barely see a helicopter flying away and flying towards the north. It was a Bell 407 helicopter, one of the best private helicopters, HTS-

900 new turboshaft engine, with a range of 675 kilometers, a black and blue exterior, and a maximum take-off weight of 2.27 tons.

There are more than 10,000 private helicopters in the entire United States, and Manhattan, as the most famous financial district and wealthy area in the world, has many wealthy people, and many people own private helicopters.

Bang bang bang bang bang! Ta-ta-ta-ta-ta-ta!

There was a burst of fierce gunfire, and everyone started shooting out of the window with semi-automatic rifles. All of this was in vain. It was very difficult to shoot down the helicopter with ordinary semi-automatic rifles, not to mention that the helicopter was getting further and further away.

Getting smaller and smaller in sight.

At this time, unless there is an anti-material sniper rifle, relying on Sark's marksmanship, it is not impossible to shoot down the helicopter within a few shots. Unfortunately, there is no such gun. That kind of gun is a complete waste against zombies. It has poor ammunition supply capacity and cannot be used.

It was necessary to make the best use of everything, and it was also very heavy. It was a big burden to carry it all the time, so Maros didn't prepare an anti-materiel sniper rifle at all before.

Bang! Bang!

"Holy shit!" Will stopped shooting until the helicopter completely disappeared from sight. He cursed angrily and punched the window glass with his fist. The glass was shattered by his punch.

Five minutes later, everyone gathered together. On the twentieth floor, there were a total of twenty-one people left. Among them, only Monica was a woman. The rest were all between the ages of twenty-five and forty.

man.

Everyone was silent and seemed to have lost their vitality for a moment. The zombies were "siege" and could not escape or leave. After escaping the crisis downstairs and the other party's sniper escaping, everyone seemed to have lost their target. That moment

Suddenly my heart became empty, as if something was missing.

after an hour.

In a cubicle office next to the window on the 20th floor, the room had not been damaged. Except for a little dust, everything else looked very neat. Tang Ji pushed the chair with a pulley to the window and sat on it to watch.

He was staring out the window, blinking his eyes every ten seconds, very regularly.

Tang Ji seemed very depressed. A few dozen minutes ago, Will had called everyone together to discuss ways to leave here. The result was no surprise, but there was no way. There were too many zombies. The number was unimaginable. The surrounding area was filled with zombies for several kilometers.

Well, relying on everyone's own strength alone, it is impossible to clean up the zombies, and it is impossible to lure away the zombies. Everyone can only be surrounded, wait for the food to be eaten, the water to drink, and then quietly wait for death.

Of course, this is the most pessimistic idea. Maybe someone will lure away the zombies within a few days, maybe there will be violent explosions in other parts of Manhattan, maybe... there are too many possibilities, but people cannot pin their hopes for survival on

On the ethereal possibilities.

In fact, Tang Ji had a way to leave here, but he didn't say it because the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment.

For a whole hour, Robbie has not contacted Tangji, nor Manilla, nor anyone. Tangji's thoughts are already very pessimistic. They are all likely to be killed. If they are still alive, with their help,

It is not too difficult to lure away the zombies and get everyone here to leave. Unfortunately, there has been no news from them.

……………………

One day later, it was the morning of another doomsday day.

It was still the same room, still the same position, Tang Ji was still lying on his back on the chair, looking outside, the sunlight shining through the glass on his stubble-covered face, Tang Ji's eyes were a little confused, even though it had only been a day.

, but this day seems to have lasted a long time to Tang Ji. He hopes that the walkie-talkie will ring once, even if it is a chirping sound, it can prove that someone is alive.

Unfortunately, no, nothing.

In this room, besides Tang Ji, there are several other people. Some are sleeping, and some have got poker cards from someone who knows where. They are playing poker games alone. Monica is also in this room.

She had lost her charm. Although she was still wearing the clothes, her expression was cold.

She had been like this since yesterday. It seemed that she was willing to reveal her true self only after Malos died. She sat alone on the ground in the corner of the room, wiping her gun silently, lowering her head and not communicating with anyone. She looked very...

Lonely.

June 13, 2015, 10 am.

On the third day of Tang Ji's siege, the building lost power. It should have affected the entire Manhattan. There was no power at all. There must have been some survivors who had an even worse life.

On this day, Tang Ji still did not receive any news about Robbie Manilla and others. Tang Ji was sitting in a chair with a haggard face, with a travel bag containing food at his feet, and a small part of the food had been eaten.

Tang Ji has calculated that according to his own appetite, he can only eat for eight days at most if he eats enough every day. This is still the appetite of a person with Tang Ji's stature. It is conceivable that a person with Will's stature can only eat for eight days at most.

If you live frugally, the food in your bag will only last you three or four days at most.

On June 16, 2015, the sixth day of Tangji's siege, some people had finished eating their food, many people became very anxious, and vented screams and gunshots could often be heard.

On this day, everyone who was originally very united had a conflict.
Chapter completed!