Rules for surviving the apocalypse for sickly beauties

Sun Yao was entangled by the mid- to low-level mutants that were constantly coming at him, and he couldn't help at all.

Li Jiaoyang could only rely on the tree trunk next to him as a cover to avoid the high-level attack.

"Sun Yao, there is a dispersant in the trunk, take it out when you get a chance!"

Li Jiaoyang squatted down and ducked under the high-level mutant. He held the tree trunk with both hands and kicked it sideways. The black boots hit the high-level mutant without any pain or itch.

"What are you doing!" Li Jiaoyang immediately retracted his feet and ran towards Sun Yao, "Gun!"

Sun Yao held a sniper rifle in one hand and a pistol in the other, killing the mutants around him. When he saw Li Jiaoyang running towards him, he immediately threw the sniper rifle.

A mutant wolf drew an arc in the air and bit the sniper rifle.

Li Jiaoyang opened his eyes wide, staring at the mutated wolf running away with a gun in his mouth, and cursed: "I'll kill you!"

The high-level mutant behind him pressed forward. Li Jiaoyang turned his head slightly. The high-level mutant had already come behind him, with its claws raised high. Li Jiaoyang had no way to avoid it. He could only turn around to resist its claws with his hands, and fell on his back. In the snow.

He bent his legs, pressed against the mutant's abdomen, and pinched Gao Jie's neck with his hands. Blood flowed from his wrists, dripping, and dyed with a bright red color.

This high-level creature was very powerful, and its fangs were getting closer and closer to his neck. The sound of his wrist bones cracking and dislocating was heard. Li Jiaoyang gritted his teeth, his whole face turned red, and his veins bulged.

"Fuck!" Sun Yao was entangled by the endless mutants. Seeing that the fangs of the high-level were about to touch Li Jiaoyang's neck, he freed his hand and fired several shots at the high-level with his pistol.

But he was instantly thrown to the ground by the mutant behind him, and became entangled again.

The few shots just now had no effect on the high-level ones, and even put him in a tough fight.

Sun Yao was bitten on the hand by a wolf and dragged in one direction. Blood spread in the dragging traces in the snow.

He raised his hand and put the pistol against the mutated wolf's chin, and the bullet penetrated without hesitation.

And another mutant pounced from the air one after another.

"Oh!"

There was a gunshot in the distance, and the mutant that rushed towards Sun Yao was shot away by the bullet, fell to the snow, twitched twice, and died completely.

The sound of vehicles was getting closer and closer, and Sun Yao stared excitedly at the car in the distance and the position of the window.

Cang Mingzhu leaned half of his body out of the car window, holding a sniper rifle in his hand. Bullets were fired continuously, and each shot was extremely accurate.

"It's the colonel! It's the colonel here!!"

Sun Yao's body trembled, and the light in his eyes brightened. He shouted towards Li Jiaoyang: "It's Colonel! Captain Li!"

Li Jiaoyang tilted his head, and the sharp fangs had already scratched his neck. Blood was flowing from the wound. The hands holding the senior's neck were trembling, as if he would be torn apart by the senior mutant if he let go for a moment.

"Bang!" The bullet whizzed past the ear, and shot into the head of the high-level mutant from the center of the eyebrow. Li Jiaoyang's curled legs pushed up, and the fangs left his neck stained with blood, and he collapsed on the ground.

He held his neck, blood flowing out from the gaps between his fingertips, and his somewhat dazed eyes looked at the sky covered with white clouds. The sun passed through the clouds, and the warm light hit his body, but it was a bit cold.

"Ha..." Li Jiaoyang pulled his lips and smiled happily.

Sun Yao rolled and crawled open the trunk and spilled the dispersant. The surrounding middle and low-level mutants were stimulated and began to flee in all directions.

Li Jiaoyang's chest heaved and he coughed several times. The color on his face gradually faded. He reached out and grabbed a handful of snow and covered the wound on his neck.

But the white snow turned red instantly.

Tantai Zhao stopped the car, rushed out with his backpack, pulled off the bandage, looked at Li Jiaoyang's wound, and his heart skipped a beat.

"Mingkong, you came so late...do you really want me to die?" Li Jiaoyang's eyes were a little wandering, his words were interrupted, and his lips were white from the cold.

Tantai Zhao pressed his lower lip tightly, took out the medicine to stop the bleeding, and poured it all on Li Jiaoyang's neck.

The bleeding stopped, but Li Jiaoyang seemed to be sleepy. He put his blood-stained hands on his eyes and squinted his eyes. If it weren't for the fact that his chest was still rising and falling slightly, Tantai Zhao would have been at a loss.

Cang Mingzhu cleaned up the mutants around him, put down his gun, walked over, and half-knelt on the ground.

"Boss... Li Jiaoyang's situation... something's not right..." Tantai Zhao's voice began to choke slightly. He resisted the soreness in his eyes and moved his trembling fingers around his neck. Wounds wrapped around.

Cang Mingzhu curled his fingers, his dark eyes darkened, but then he raised his eyes and said: "Potion, the potion given by Ayan."

Tantai Zhao was stunned for a second, and immediately pulled out his backpack and rummaged around. Yes, Teng Xiyan gave them life-saving potion, but his one was not used yet!

He hurriedly took out the potion, opened Li Jiaoyang's mouth, and poured it in carefully, for fear of leaking a drop.

Cang Mingzhu raised his head, looked at Sun Yao, took a bandage and a hemostatic device and walked towards him.

"Colonel, my wound is fine... Let's wait until Team Li doesn't need it... then..."

Sun Yao shook his head and refused, but Cang Mingzhu held him down, sprinkled stasis on the wound, and wrapped it with a bandage. His voice sounded calm and silent: "He has done all he can on his injury. He doesn't need these things anymore. Whether he can survive depends on him." Leave things to yourself and the living.”

Sun Yao was silent and allowed Cang Mingzhu to bandage his wounds.

After hearing Cang Mingzhu's words, Tantai Zhao pressed his eyes with both hands and breathed a little tremblingly.

Lin Wangxi was sitting on the experimental bed. A fruit candy she was holding in her hand suddenly fell to the ground. She was stunned.

Teng Xiyan bent down to pick it up and handed it to her: "Come here and do another blood test."

Lin Wangxi didn't know why, but she felt depressed and uncomfortable. She held the fruit candy Teng Xiyan picked up tightly in her hand and followed Teng Xiyan to the other side for a blood test.

After Teng Xiyan checked Lin Wangxi's condition, he found that the infected toxins in his blood had completely dissipated, and his heart finally dropped.

Fu Zhou, who came in from outside, also came in with other people's blood reports.

"The infected people have almost recovered. The remaining two or three are too weak and may need a few more injections before they are OK."

Fu Zhou put everyone's blood reports on the table, pulled up a stool and sat down, staring at the white papers on the table, his eyes paused.

"Hey, did the dean give this to you?"

Teng Xiyan glanced at him. Fu Zhou was holding what Dr. Zhai had given him, and he hummed lightly.

Fu Zhou looked at the ingredients and data of the potion inside and sneered: "Is it really what I thought? There is no way for you to escape?"