Chapter 17 Facing the Sea of ​​Corpses

Not far from the main entrance of the police station, in an office building.

A dozen men and women watched in shock as the zombie horde and the mutated rats fought hand-to-hand.

"Director, Lao Wang, Lao Wang didn't come out."

A young man in a police uniform whispered to the tall middle-aged man standing in the middle.

"kindness"

A faint answer, completely unable to see the mood of the chief of the police station at this time, but from the clenched hands of this person and the hateful eyes looking at the mutant mouse, it is obvious that this person is about to be ignited by anger and hatred, like a A volcano about to erupt.

"Find someone, go again, these zombies are not enough." The director said lightly.

"Director Wang, that's enough. A lot of people have died to attract zombies, and looking at the situation below, these zombies obviously can't beat the mutant mice, but let them evolve continuously." A well-dressed man stood up directly, Said to Director Wang.

"Then tell me, what should I do?" It was like murmuring in a dream, or talking to herself.

"We should go now. There are too many zombies here. It's not safe to stay any longer." The well-dressed man said directly.

Seeing that Director Wang in front of the window obviously had mental problems, the well-dressed man paused briefly, and then said: "Director Wang, please be sorry, I know..."

"You know a fart, you know a fart...you know a fart besides making black-hearted money."

Director Wang was directly ignited by the words of the man in front of him, angrily tugged at the man's collar, and cursed loudly.

Maybe he felt uneasy, Director Wang directly punched the man in the suit on the nose, the strength of a professional made the man in the suit fall to the ground, but fortunately the man in the suit has also successfully changed his job, except for a line of nosebleeds and the obvious collapse The bridge of the nose did not suffer any further trauma.

Seeing the two big mountains in the team arguing, the others were all overwhelmed with chills.

The man in the formal suit took out a square scarf from his pocket, and wiped the blood from his nose carefully. It may be that the movement of his hands touched the wound, and the man in the formal suit frowned.

Looking at Director Wang, who was obviously in a state of collapse, the man in suit sighed softly.

"Director Wang, I know that your daughter's death has hit you hard. We trust you very much, so we support your plan to attract zombies and take back the police station. But who doesn't know that your plan is actually just to satisfy made out of my own desire for revenge."

Looking at Director Wang, who was slumped in the corner, a look of disappointment and contempt flashed in the corner of the man's eyes.

"Besides, you have also seen the current situation. This plan, apart from making the mutated mice stronger and causing us to keep losing manpower, has no other effect."

"Under this situation, you have obviously been deprived of your sanity by hatred, so Director Wang, it is not suitable for you to issue any orders for the time being."

Director Wang in the corner didn't respond to these words at all, he just kept grabbing his hair and whimpering incomprehensibly.

The man in formal attire ignored Director Wang in the corner and walked directly to the window.

"How many of us are still attracting zombies outside?" the man in suit asked.

Standing in front of the crowd, a gorgeous woman dressed as a secretary replied: "Boss, those who attracted zombies outside have all returned, and the rest who have not returned, I'm afraid..."

"Hey, we lost 7 professionals." He looked angrily at Director Wang who was huddled in the corner.

The man in the formal suit said directly to the rest of the people: "We have only so many people left now, and a large part of them are ordinary people who have not changed jobs. The most urgent thing is to find a place to rest. The place we are staying now, The risk is too great."

Before the people around could react, the man in the formal suit turned his head and said to Director Wang, "Director Wang, I know that your daughter's death has hit you hard.

But in the current situation, we need your strength, if you feel owed to the brother who died because of your stupid plan, cheer up and lead us out. "

"That's right, the plan I made was to avenge those mice." Director Wang calmed down briefly.

"Because of this stupid plan, our small manpower has been reduced a lot. This is my mistake, and I apologize to everyone." Director Wang stood up again and straightened his waist.

"I'll send you to a safe place, and then..." Director Wang turned to look at the man in suit, "Just listen to Boss Zhang. I'm no longer suitable to lead you."

Director Wang ignored the gazes of the others, turned around and walked downstairs.

"Wait, Director Wang, Brother Zhang, come and see, there are people in the corpse tide."

Before Director Wang could walk out the door, the little policeman in charge of the sentry yelled, as if he had seen something terrible.

Boss Zhang strode to the window with a stride, looked at the scene below, and opened his mouth in surprise.

...

After Wen Yu made his decision, he immediately walked downstairs quickly.

The smell of fresh flesh and blood attracted zombies. When Wen Yu walked downstairs, the entire office building was already crowded with zombies. Obviously, fresh flesh and blood made these zombies ignore the danger of the man in front of them.

Looking at the staggering zombies, Wen Yu simply checked his equipment: F-grade steel knife, F-grade protective clothing, plus 3 points of his physical fitness.

"Then, let's start killing."

I saw the little soul beast that was originally floating swish into Wen Yu's ear, and then a huge force surged out. Wen Yu felt the huge force in his body, and rushed directly to the group of corpses in front of him with a steel knife.

...

The originally small window was already surrounded by Boss Zhang and others in the office building. Looking at the scene below the office building, everyone couldn't help opening their mouths.

"This, this, is this still a human?"

A middle-aged woman stuttered and said, the companions around ignored the woman's surprise, and sighed "Is this still a human?" in their hearts.

The tide of corpses that were originally squeezing towards the main entrance of the police station was diverted directly. At least hundreds of zombies in the whole street rushed towards one place frantically. The densely packed zombies could not see clearly what was going on inside. It can be seen that in the center of the big circle, zombie heads are constantly flying out, and then countless zombies continue to pounce on them.

Originally, the melon-eating viewers thought that within a few tens of seconds at most, the overwhelmed human downstairs would be torn to pieces by the ferocious tide of corpses, but as time went by, more and more headless corpses were under Wenyu’s feet , slowly piled up into a hill, and everyone finally saw Wen Yu's appearance.

The worn-out jacket has long since disappeared, and it was replaced by a thin tights. Because of the protection of the tights, the zombies did not cause much harm to Wenyu's body, but the exposed head would undoubtedly not be able to withstand it. After the baptism of such a huge wave of corpses, there were three huge bloodstains clearly printed on his face. Boss Zhang saw that it was a wound scratched by a mutated first-level zombie, but he didn't wait for the first-level zombie to do anything else. , The sharp steel knife has cut off the head of the zombie.

The originally handsome face was polluted by blood stains and became a bit ferocious, but the humans downstairs were obviously powerful in fighting, and the piled up corpses instead became a barrier for this person. The momentum made everyone in the office building tremble.