~.< Shuhai Pavilion >-~ Chapter 32 Death of Classmate
The lickers launched an attack, and the strong odor from their bodies poured into Tang Zheng's nasal cavity as they attacked. Their skinned heads and sharp claws also quickly zoomed closer in the field of vision, with murderous intent boiling!
Wen Xiao was just talking about old times, her attention was distracted, and she didn't notice the licker's attack at all. When she saw Tang Zheng suddenly turning around, she actually had a puzzled expression on her face. She couldn't help it, Tang Zheng had gone through too much.
Through many cruel fights, he had already developed a strong nerve that would not change even if the mountain collapsed. If he was a little scared, Wen Xiao would also be able to sense something was wrong.
"Dodge to the left." Tang Zheng roared loudly, and several countermeasures flashed through his mind. The Licker quickly pounced on the ceiling, relying only on the civilian version of the semi-automatic assault rifle. There was absolutely no way to kill him.
The speed was not enough and the repelling power was not enough, so he decisively let go of the g36c short protrusion, grabbed the Benelli M4 slung at his side with his right hand, and while aiming at the licker, he grabbed the tactical handguard with his left hand and pulled hard
.
With a crisp click, the bullet was loaded, and Tang Zheng pulled the trigger.
Bang, the muzzle flame erupted, and the shotgun blasted into the zombie's chest, causing it to fall back. The blood spattered from the wound was like a blooming rose, bright and scattered, and even sprinkled on Tang Zheng's face.
For the sake of safety, retreating quickly and keeping distance from the licker is the best plan. However, for Wen Xiao, Tang Zheng not only did not retreat, but rushed forward. He even wanted to shoot the licker that was rushing towards his classmate with his first bullet.
Or, it's a pity that his vision was completely blocked by the one that jumped towards him.
Tang Zheng leaned forward, thrust out the gun barrel, almost pressed against the licker's body, and fired the second shot.
Bang, the Licker's entire upper body was beaten into a sieve, and its kind was knocked over. Wen Xiao screamed, covered his ears, and hid aside.
The third licker arrived, whizzed down, and shot out its hard tongue, nailing Tang Zheng's face.
"Run forward." Tang Zheng roared again, took a step to the right, and moved the muzzle upward. The Licker had already jumped down, and his head hit the muzzle of the gun. It stretched out its long arm and grabbed his cheek.
The claws with rotting flesh almost grazed the bridge of Tang Zheng's nose and scratched across. There was also a huge impact on his arm, which almost caused the shotgun to fall away.
Bang, Tang Zheng fired the third round, firing at close range. The licker's head was directly beaten into a rotten watermelon, the brains were scattered everywhere, and the headless body fell over.
Wen Xiao's reaction was too slow, and his mental quality was too poor. His body was shaking because of fear, his mind was in a mess, and he couldn't think correctly. Hearing Tang Zheng's shouting, he ran forward reflexively, but unfortunately he was still half a beat too slow.
The licker that was knocked over didn't get up, but spit out its hard tongue, and like a powerful crossbow arrow, it drove into Wen Xiao's calf, piercing it directly.
Wen Xiao screamed and fell down, hitting the ground on his cheek and causing a nosebleed.
The licker was so strong that he shook his head and pulled Wen Xiao back.
Tang Zheng moved the muzzle of the gun downwards and fired fiercely. He fired the remaining four rounds and exploded the heads of the two lickers.
"Save me, save me, I don't want to die!" Wen Xiao struggled, grabbing her hands and climbing on the ground. The pain in her calf made her burst into tears.
"It's okay, the zombies are all dead." Tang Zheng helped Wen Xiao up, comforted her, and checked the passage, fearing that a few more would come.
Wen Xiao was frightened and threw herself into Tang Zheng's arms, crying non-stop.
The passage was quiet, leaving only the strong stench, beaten corpses, and filth.
"Am I going to die? I was bitten." Wen Xiao's face was distorted. She looked back and found the licker's thick, red tongue stuck in her calf. She almost fainted. She was desperate and clenched
He grabbed Tang Zheng's clothes and wanted a negative answer.
"It doesn't matter, he won't die." Tang Zheng grabbed the straight knife, pulled it out, cut Wen Xiao's trouser leg, then pricked the licker's tongue and pulled it out.
Blood flowed out again. Tang Zheng took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap, poured it on the wound, and then wrapped it with a bandage. These things were all brought from the hotel, but they were of little use. They were injured by zombies.
It's basically hopeless.
"You lied to me, the woman who was bitten before turned into a zombie." Wen Xiao couldn't calm down at all, roared loudly, and then continued to cry, "I don't want to die, I'm only twenty years old!"
"Can you leave? I'll carry you." Tang Zheng bandaged Wen Xiao's wound and tried to help her up, but was pushed away.
"Go away, you liar, you said you would help me, but what did you do?" Under the pressure of death, Wen Xiao almost collapsed. In addition to complaining about his own incompetence, he also blamed Tang Zheng.
"I'm sorry." Tang Zheng apologized, gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and hit the wall hard, "I'm sorry."
Looking at Tang Zheng who was blaming himself, Wen Xiao, who was noisy, suddenly became quiet and smiled sadly.
"Let's go and chase the others." Tang Zheng put the backpack on his chest and picked up Wen Xiao.
There was silence in the passage, except for the footsteps of two people.
"How are you going to explain my injury to them? After knowing that it was caused by zombies, they will definitely isolate me!" Wen Xiao is not stupid, not to mention that this involves his own interests.
"Don't worry, I would say it was a gunshot wound. Anyway, there is an unknown enemy hitting the tank." Tang Zheng tried to lighten his tone to ease Wen Xiao's nervousness, but once he thought about his junior high school classmates turning into zombies, he felt uncomfortable.
Extremely.
"I'm sorry, I was just too scared to say that, thank you, otherwise I would have died." Wen Xiao thought of Tang Zheng's reaction just now. If it was Cao Rongxuan and his group, they would have traveled as far as they could.
If he was far away, he would try his best to save himself, so she was truly grateful to him.
"It doesn't matter." Tang Zheng was very generous.
"Are you tired?" Wen Xiao reached out and wiped the sweat from Tang Zheng's forehead. The total weight of himself and the backpack was estimated to be 130 kilograms. His pace was obviously much slower.
"It's not a big deal." Tang Zheng smiled and wanted to comfort Wen Xiao, but couldn't find the words.
"When I was in junior high school, my relationship with you was just average. Why would you do this for me? You can't possibly like me, right?" Wen Xiao suddenly made a joke, which made Tang Zheng a little uncomfortable.
"Haha, you are still so quiet. I guess you haven't found a girlfriend in college." Wen Xiao licked her chapped lips and rambled. She put her hand into her pocket and took out the Glock pistol, "
I'm so ordinary, you will definitely not like me, but what about Song Xin? She is beautiful and has a good personality, why don't you agree with her confession? "
"What I'm pursuing is not love." Tang Zheng suddenly remembered his goal. Within ten years after graduating from college, he would save enough money to spend a hundred years. But now, it has become a matter of tearing down the Trojan horse and destroying it.
this game.
"Well, I know that men all have ideals." Wen Xiao nodded cautiously, looking at the sweat on Tang Zheng's forehead, but still walking firmly, and smiled, "I suddenly understand why Song Xin likes you.
Tang Zheng, you are really gentle and strong!"
"Don't praise me, I'll be complacent." Tang Zheng felt her movement and looked back, "What are you doing with a gun?"
"Learn to kill zombies. You have to pull the slide, load the gun, and then turn on the safety. Look, I'm pretty smart. I remembered it after the policewoman said it once, but why didn't I get into high school?" Wen Xiao followed Dong Zixuan's teachings.
Process, load the Glock.
"It's too dangerous, don't let it go off." Tang Zheng frowned, but the gun might give Wen Xiao a sense of security, so he didn't let him put it away.
"Tang Zheng, I discovered when I was in junior high school that you are actually a bad guy. If your classmates are in trouble, you will help them. Do you remember that in the second year of junior high school, a group of students suddenly broke into the class and beat Zhao Xiong. It was your first time.
One of the guys who came to help him yelled that people in our class should not be bullied, and the other boys also took action. By the way, after that time, the whole grade knew that our class was very clingy." Wen Xiao said an interesting anecdote from junior high school.
, seemed to have calmed down, "I heard that Song Xin fell in love with you because of that time, and felt that you were very responsible and like a man."
"I don't like fighting." Tang Zheng took action that time not only for Zhao Xiong, but also to defend his territory. It would be really embarrassing if other students were allowed to hit someone in the class and then walk away.
"Tang Zheng, please change your character. You are too emotional and not a good person. Otherwise, when you graduate and you suffer, I will have more social experience than you." Wen Xiao said
There was a cry in her tone, trying to hold back the tears, but they still rolled down her cheeks like broken pearls.
"Yeah." Tang Zheng entered the hall and saw zombies all over the place, as well as dead long faces.
"Haha, there is someone more unlucky than me." Wen Xiao pushed the Glock to her temple, "Tang Zheng, I don't want to become a zombie..."
"You won't..." Tang Zheng couldn't say the word "death", and was choked back in his throat by the sound of a gunshot. Hot and wet blood splashed all over half of his back, as well as on his head, and flowed into his collar.
Snap, Wen Xiao's arm drooped, and the Glock fell to the floor.
"Hey, Wen Xiao, would your husband mind if his son has a godfather?" Tang Zheng stiffened for a moment, took a deep breath, and continued walking, teasing Wen Xiao. He knew that the most correct thing to do was to throw him away.
Get off her to save energy, but for some reason, he couldn't do it.
Tick, tick, tick, the blood quickly soaked through the clothes of the two people and dripped on the floor, leaving a series of cruel traces!
"Trojan, why don't you just get all my classmates into Trojan's room?" Tang Zheng bit his lip, wishing to tear it apart. He walked not far from the glass door, and before he could see the whole office area, he suddenly heard
The sound of clanking iron blocks.
"Huh?" Tang Zheng squatted down slowly, put down Wen Xiao, unfastened his backpack, picked up the assault rifle, raised his ears, and listened attentively.
The sound of high heels hitting the ground rang twice and then stopped. The other party was obviously observing the environment. Within a minute, it started again.
"In the hall." Tang Zheng looked around and quietly walked into the office room on the left.
