doomsday song

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The last towering spire building collapsed, the waves surged up and submerged the land, and the howling sound that was neither human nor ghost shook the sky in the strong wind.

Half of a violently shaking high-rise building collapsed, and a man's head, blown disheveled by the wind, protruded from the roof, yelling frantically at the helicopter that was slamming away from him a hundred meters away: "Come back! ——Ji Chuan! return!--"

The loud sound of the civil helicopter's propeller slapping the air was earth-shattering, and in a blink of an eye the man's angry shout was shattered into the sound of the furious wind.

And in such a windy and turbulent mid-air, the hatch of the off-white painted helicopter was actually open, and a young man wearing a dark green military uniform shirt from the experimental department stood behind the hatch, with an obviously trained figure even in such a The situation is still very tall and straight.

"—It's no use. We're... all going to die."

The young man lowered his eyelashes, and his eyes quickly passed by the grayish-yellow sea water in front of him, and stopped at a black spot on the pale building in the distance.

"Ji-chuan-"

The sound of the man tearing blood was still heard through the sound of the wind, the young man tilted his head slightly as if he couldn't bear to hear it any more, the chaotic wind direction changing all the time messed up his short hair, forming a sharp and handsome side profile.

"...It's all fake." The young man said softly, like a desperate sigh.Finally he turned his face back, an almost decisive fortitude flashed in his slightly tired eyes, the screaming voice of the man a hundred meters away froze for an instant, and the despair that came without warning oppressed the man's heart and sank suddenly .

"Qin Ang, may we have an afterlife."

The young man by the hatch jumped down, and the dark figure fell vertically in the low sea of ​​fog.The sound of the wind stirred up the man's eardrums crazily, and the helicopter that was automatically controlled to hover not far away made a deafening noise. The man's brain was congested, and his eyes were pitch black, as if the world died suddenly!

The cry of collapse as if wanting to engrave that name to the death shook the sky hoarsely, the veins on the man's neck and hands popped out, his sadness inspired his determination, he turned around and sent a knife into the mouth of the mutant who attacked behind him!

"Ji-Chuan! Ji Chuan-Ji Chuan...Ji...Chuan..."

"Bang"!

"……what……"

The loud noise of doors and windows vibrating was earth-shattering, and the young people in the dark room woke up in shock. Behind the foot of the bed covered with snow-white sheets was a metal door, which was violently squeezed inward by some external force to form a concave arc.

"Bang"! "Bang"! "Bang"! "Bang"!

The continuous noise repeatedly attacked the young man's eardrums, forcing him to open his eyes with great difficulty. Deep in his consciousness, he was still extremely drowsy, and he couldn't tell whether it was from hallucinations or memories. , the piercing coolness that came from nowhere fell from his face to his heart.

The young man turned over and sat up, looked around and found that the room was closed, and there was no other source of wind except the airflow brought up by himself.

——Ji Chuan...

The hallucinatory gray and white fragments merged into a hazy flow of information in the mind, and the blurred and clear articulation was sometimes far away in the sky and sometimes close to the ears.

Who is Ji Chuan?

The young man suddenly coughed violently. Unexpectedly, the sound seemed to stimulate the movement outside the door. The arc pressed out by the strange force suddenly shook violently. With no time to ponder the turbulent and specious dreams that flowed in his mind, his back was tensed and arched, his eyes were fixed on the cracked door, and his hands were unconsciously trying to find a usable weapon at his side—this body spontaneously made a The state of stress readiness is like an instinct that has been trained countless times.

The metal door looked quite heavy, and a distorted human head squeezed out of the gap on one side, and fell to the ground with a "bang" under the young man's astonishing gaze.

Fuck? !

What is this?

The young man who just woke up in a strange place and has not recovered from his hallucinations and dreams witnessed a tragedy comparable to a horror movie was almost in a daze, but the living creatures that followed the corpse of the forerunner scrambled to squeeze in. Without giving him any time to react, he squeezed his rotten eyeballs and stared at the fresh and delicious living person in front of him. The leader's sharp claws cut through the stagnant air, and he broke free from the restraint of the door frame, less than five meters away from him!

The living creatures that squeezed through the door seemed to be unconscious, their heads and eyes were crooked and their gait was frivolous, and they even wore coats that looked like white coats, but they were already crumpled with blood and dirt.

Hollow and sharp whistling sounds were pulled from the broken vocal cords of the living dead, and a stench and foul breath filled the young man's nostrils for a moment. The intense stimulation of the living being right in front of him made his footsteps steady, and he moved to the front in an instant!

The young man couldn't care less about the churning in his empty stomach, he stretched out his hand to feel around him anxiously, and then suddenly grasped something tightly.

—a knife hidden under the edge of the bed!

The appearance of the knife was no less than a shot in the chest for the young man. The young man used force brazenly and raised his hand——

"Bangdang"!

The moment he raised his arm, he actually slammed his whole body against the bed!

The young man lowered his head in astonishment: his right hand was locked at the head of the bed!

I was too unconscious just now and was taken aback, so I didn't realize it at all!

Why was he chained to an inexplicable bed?

What happened to the guy in the door who was neither human nor ghost?

What exactly is going on?

The young man was filled with loneliness and indignation at his bleak situation, but the imminent situation of zombies did not leave him time to express his depressed mood.

The young man slowly stretched out his left hand and took the knife from the right.

This body is obviously not a good hand with two knives. The right hand feels full of texture and the left hand seems very cramped. It is estimated that it can withstand two or three rounds at a level of [-] to [-]%.The young man stared at the monster approaching in front of him, his throat clenched, and he couldn't help but estimate the angle from which to slash this knife.

"boom"!

A gunshot exploded outside the door, blatantly breaking the confrontation between life and death in the room!

The sound of footsteps outside the door mixed with the voice of the man assigning tasks resounded through the corridor: "This way! Hurry up! Caiyuan comes with me, Shu Yu, you and Pan Cheng search for a room on the fifth floor and don't leave behind!"

A shuttle of bullets came out of nowhere, at least a dozen or so zombies of various shapes blocked the door and fell down one after another. The door that had been violently damaged before could no longer be used normally. Someone came carrying the door panel that had been removed from elsewhere Hit it and open the door!

The heavy metal door panel collapsed, and the undead stuck in front of the door were crushed into a paste. There was a crackling sound of metal squeezing flesh and bones. Turning around, the young man seized the gap and slashed at the shackles on his right hand with a knife. The moment the zombie turned around, he switched hands and sent the blade into its mouth!

It was an extremely fierce and beautiful knife, the sharpened blade pressed against the rotten and smelly tongue of the living dead, smoothly cut open the cheek where only a layer of skin was left connecting the jaw, and opened the throat and brain inch by inch along the junction with the skull Dry, the last half of the cranial cavity turned sideways with the blade, and a stream of black and red blood spots stayed in the air for an instant.Then the young man raised his leg and kicked against the corpse's sternum, and kicked hard at the moment the rotting corpse fell towards him, only to see the headless corpse with its entire chest collapsed flying several meters away along with its head!

When Qin Ang put down the door panel and stood in front of the door panting heavily, what he saw was such a picture.

The young man in the middle frowned slightly, his face was cold, and when the time came, he raised his hand and stabbed at the vital point with a single stroke. The rotting blood splashed into the field of vision, adding a touch of bloodthirsty loneliness for no reason.

So fucking neat.

At a certain moment, Qin Ang's heart seemed to be run over by tens of thousands of zombies—even the soul-stirring moment was impossible to describe.

It makes people's hearts tremble, as if they can get to know each other again after being separated for thousands of generations.

In the small space, Qin Ang didn't dare to raise his gun to shoot again. Fortunately, most of the zombies in the room were wiped out by the door panel. , and stood in front of him holding a bloody dagger.

Qin Ang was tall and tall, including the thick soles of the military boots, which were 1.9 meters. The young man walked to less than half a meter in front of him—there were two door panels under it, which was half a head shorter than him.

And the momentum of the young man is indeed not inferior to him at all.

The young man glanced up at him, and said lightly:

"Step aside."

He didn't know where his involuntary command tone came from. In short, Qin Ang, who had been used to bossing others around for a long time since joining the special forces, felt an indescribable sense of perversion.However, the young man's slightly hoarse and indifferent voice was pleasant to hear, so Qin Ang persuaded himself to forgive him once.

Although the current situation is still fraught with danger, and it is difficult for the people in front of us to judge whether they are friends or foes, they finally got rid of the situation of being completely controlled by others for a while, and the young man felt a dangerous fatigue when his nerves relaxed a little. In any case, he is now I have to get out of here quickly, and find something to replenish my strength as much as possible.

But the tall man in front of him didn't intend to give in, which made him a little uneasy.

The young man fended him off with a knife, and walked out the door calmly with his long legs.

Qin Ang watched him go all the way, an indescribable smile appeared on his deep and well-defined face, and then he backhanded a handful of army thorns into the body of the zombie attacking behind him as if he had eyes in the back of his head.

"Brother Qin! Brother Qin, be careful! Pan Cheng and I can't control it! About thirty mutants have gone to the central passage!"

Qin Ang kicked away a bunch of carrion corpses that had been knocked down by violence and then staggered up. While looking at his watch, he hurried to the fire exit on the other side, pinched the walkie-talkie and said, "I'm still near the preparation room on the sixth floor. Caiyuan is here. On the other side, isn’t the central passage already blocked by escaping zombies? Let them fend for themselves, anyway…”

Qin Ang's voice froze, his eyes widened as if he suddenly remembered something, and he climbed up to the guardrail in front of him and looked down.

——A thin and vigorous figure is shuttling through the tide of zombies, almost breaking through a bloody path!