Great time travel

Chapter 13. Capture the Broadcasting Room
The fiery laser, like the blade of death, swept across the corridors where the zombies wandered, cutting them into pieces piece by piece.

Then, a melon grenade exploded in the flower bed at the other end of the corridor, attracting the attention of a large group of zombies, and lured these walking dead, who could only find their prey by sound, to a place far away from the school's broadcasting room.

Next, Wang Qiu, Doraemon, Fat Tiger, Xiaofu and others jumped into the shattered windows one after another and landed on the corridor outside the broadcasting room, while Nobi Nobita and Minamoto Shizuka drank [Voice coagulant], shouted at both ends of the corridor, blocking the road with piles of solid voices - because they used the [Bamboo Dragonfly] to break through from the air, there was no need to fight a bloody path along the corridors and stairs, so they progress was extremely rapid.

As soon as Fang landed on the ground, Wang Qiu felt a terrifying atmosphere rushing towards his face in an instant.

——Splattered pus and blood stained the walls around the broadcasting room red. There is also a complete human eyeball... It looks like a slaughterhouse.

Obviously, when the zombie frenzy just broke out, there should have been a rather tragic fight... or a massacre.

Next, when he kicked open the half-hidden door of the broadcasting room and looked inside, he was so disgusted that he almost vomited
——In the hazy twilight, I saw a relatively complete "person" lying on another incomplete "person", and took out the stomach and intestines from the other person's abdominal cavity with both hands, and slowly put them into his own mouth stuffed it, and then pulled out a bone, put it in his mouth and sucked it with a tsk tsk...

All of a sudden, another uncontrollable feeling of nausea surged up, making Wang Qiu unable to help covering his mouth with his hand.

No matter how many times he had seen this kind of cannibalism scene, he still couldn't be completely immune to the disgusting feeling of stomach cramps.

Hearing that the door was kicked open, the zombie eating people in the room seemed to be aware of it. Like a rusty machine, it slowly turned its head, turned the bitten half of its face to Wang Qiu, and then staggered. He stood up staggeringly... On his body, the blue work clothes of the same style as Ma Tong's senior sister had been soaked into purple-black by the blood, but it was still known that he was a school worker here before his death.

But now, he is just a man-eating monster... Wang Qiu pulled the trigger of the AK47 assault rifle expressionlessly, and the continuous bullets smashed his head.The extremely foul-smelling black-red viscous blood and gray-white brains immediately splashed out in all directions, some splashed onto the wall, some splashed onto Wang Qiu's American camouflage uniform, and the zombie's body fell limply, dying. I can't die anymore.

A muddy eyeball was beaten flying with blood, and rolled to Wang Qiu's feet. The numb Wang Qiu just kicked it away and looked at the messy broadcasting room. Room——Obviously, the teacher who issued the evacuation warning in the radio room should have had a fierce fight with zombies before he died, so that he broke a lot of things...

When it was even worse, too many bullets were fired from the zombies just now, and more furniture and equipment were further damaged.

"...This is so bad, even the computer screen was smashed... It seems that these devices have to be repaired before they can be used. There are also flesh and blood and human organs all over the floor, which also need to be cleaned up. Dude! Fat Tiger! Come here... well, forget it, I'll do it myself!"

Seeing the two elementary school students bending over and throwing up, Wang Qiu shook his head helplessly, looked around, found no cleaning tools like brooms, turned around and opened a suspected mess next to him. The small door of the storage room opened the largest locker inside.

Then, with a "click", rolled out of the cabinet... an unconscious woman with big breasts and long black glasses?

Or... the zombie of a girl with big breasts, black glasses, and long straight glasses who has been infected?

Well, this is a serious question that needs serious study, detailed investigation.

Wang Qiu rubbed his chin, and began to conduct a careful and comprehensive inspection of this youthful female body—first opened her mouth and looked at it, the teeth looked white, and the tongue was tender, it seemed that there was nothing wrong with it. There was an unpleasant stench... It's a pity that the time is limited now, and a group of elementary school students with good morals are following behind, so they can't take off her clothes, and carefully check whether there are traces of zombie bites on her whole body...

Therefore, Wang Qiu decided to seize the time, get straight to the point, reached out to hold her pair of big breasts, and rubbed hard! ! !

——After witnessing such a cruel end-time scene and killing so many zombies, Wang Qiu also has a lot of psychological pressure to vent! ! !

Obviously, in front of Doraemon, he couldn't catch a girl and push her down, so he had to rub his chest to calm the fire.

The pair of bouncy boobs in the palm... at least have the grade of E cup!What a nice little cow!

"...Eh? What's going on...Ahhh!! Don't!!! There are idiots!!! Ugh—"

After waking up from the coma, the girl with big breasts and glasses immediately felt the abnormality in the sensitive part of her chest.

As a result, the expression on the girl's face was confused and stunned at first, and then quickly turned into anger under Wang Qiu's kneading movements.

——Unbelievable!This strange uncle in camouflage uniform in front of her, actually played with her body wantonly when she couldn't resist!

In an instant, the girl's face turned red with shame, and tears oozed from the corners of her eyes.

However, just as she screamed subconsciously, she was so frightened by the cold barrel of the gun that it suddenly touched her forehead that she stopped.

"...Name? Identity?" Wang Qiu pressed the AK47 with the safety off on the girl's forehead, and asked in as cold a tone as possible.

"...Uh... Minako Matsushima, a student in Class A of the first grade, an announcer of the school radio station..."

——Student Minako Matsushima replied in this way, and at the same time finally realized that the polite and peaceful world before was gone.

"...very good, after confirming, I still maintain my sanity, and I haven't turned into a zombie..."

Wang Qiu announced so in a serious manner, put away the rifle at the same time, and let go of the big-breasted girl.And Minako Matsushima groaned, like a frightened little rabbit, quickly hugged her head and shrank to the corner of the wall, her face was even redder as if she was about to drip blood at any moment.

At the same time, Doraemon had just dragged out the remains of the zombie whose head was shot by Wang Qiu, and was about to come in to drag away another corpse whose internal organs had been emptied, when Wang Qiu happened to harass a certain big breast The scene of the glasses girl, but after struggling for a while, I finally had to sigh quietly, "...Be careful next time, don't do this kind of thing in front of Nobi Nobita, so as not to teach him badly..."

But Minako Matsushima's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "...Wow! This is... Doraemon? I'm not dreaming!"

"... Be quiet! Be quiet! Matsushima-san, even zombies have appeared right now, so what's so strange about Doraemon coming to save the world?"

Wang Qiu reprimanded her with a stern face, and at the same time borrowed his magical prop [Restore Light] from Doraemon, and began to restore the damaged electronic equipment in the broadcasting room to a good state one by one, "...you are Announcer, right? Then come help and activate these radio equipment..."

At the same time, Fat Tiger and Xiaofu outside the door finally vomited almost, and walked in with their legs weak, supporting each other.

Next, Fujimi Academy ushered in the most lethal and destructive school music broadcast since the school was founded...