The blocked iron door suddenly heard a violent impact, and it seemed that the zombies outside the door suddenly became restless.
Listening to the noisy questioning, the man remained indifferent.
It's still an illusion.
He remembered clearly that there were zombies outside surrounding the place.
Those rescue teams either died at the hands of monsters, or they took a detour far away.
If someone does come, they will shoot the zombies outside first.
But he didn't hear the gunfire or the sound of the car.
Am I already crazy?
Looking back at the crumbling iron sheet, which was about to be knocked open, the man shuddered.
The sound of impact was like a reminder, like the last straw that crushed him.
Ahhhhh!!
I would rather die by my own hand than be eaten by zombies!
Without hesitation, the man looked at his wife who was equally blank and fired with a crazy expression.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
In the closed broadcast room, two firelights briefly lit up a few minutes apart.
After killing his wife and children with his own hands, the pain in the man's heart almost tore him apart.
Even Chu An, who was not disturbed by emotions, suddenly felt as if his mind was being bitten by countless poisonous insects, pulling him towards the abyss.
"Bang! Bang!"
Behind the iron door, the man felt the increasing impact force and laughed miserably.
"Wife, children"
"I'm here to accompany you"
"Click-click"
Gunshot, jammed.
The muzzle of the gun inserted into his mouth did not fire the fatal bullet.
His expression froze, the man collapsed completely, and fired wildly, only to find that the bullet was firmly stuck in the barrel of the gun.
Even if you want to die, won’t you let me die!?
The next second.
A huge force suddenly knocked him away.
Subconsciously, I turned around and endured the pain.
Outside the iron door that was knocked open, a ray of bright sunlight came in and shone on the man's face.
The sun is warm.
But after seeing clearly the soldier holding a gun outside the door and maintaining a posture of breaking down the door, the man's heart suddenly became ice-cold.
Someone is here to save me!?
Is it real or an illusion.
In a trance, unwilling to believe it.
The soldier holding the gun took off his gas mask and pulled him up from the ground with a slight doubt:
"Why don't you open the door!? Why don't you come out!?"
"We've been shouting with loudspeakers outside for days!"
The touch was real, and the man who was pulled up shivered in disbelief, trembling all over.
Through the broken iron door, he saw groups of armored vehicles and soldiers walking past the radio station.
Turning around suddenly, he looked back at the radio station that had been playing continuously these days.
I saw that the broadcasting station was in a mess, and there was no trace of electricity anywhere.
No zombies, no warnings, no broadcasts.
He was deceived.
Chapter completed!