Rebirth: I went back to the day of the zombie outbreak

A black muzzle of a gun was pointed at both of us.

Behind the muzzle of the gun stood a uniformed policeman.

Oh my God, after so many days, I finally got to see someone from the organization.

Dear people’s police.

The policeman looked to be in his thirties, with a stocky build, a square face, a righteous look, and the way he held the gun was quite professional.

He stood in the middle of the hall, about ten meters away from us.

There are three elevators on each side.

At this time, several people appeared from various entrances and exits of the hall, each holding a stick-like weapon such as a mop or chair legs.

A middle-aged man wearing a yellow safety helmet appeared at the service desk.

He was holding a remote control in his hand and looking at us with a sly look.

So many people looked at Liu Xinnan and me without saying a word.

I felt a little uneasy when they stared at me.

At this time, the police tilted the gun and said seriously: "Put down your weapons."

I understand this.

I imitated the scenes in the movie, raised my hands as high as I could, bent over with my butt sticking out, and gently placed the butcher knife on the ground.

Then he stood up like a jerk and raised his hands high.

A young man ran over from the side and kicked the butcher knife and machete far away.

The policeman took a few steps forward, still pointing the gun at my forehead, with no intention of lowering it.

If this was an accidental discharge, I would be so angry that I would be ridiculed to death.

So I immediately said:

"Uncle police, we are students from Sequoia High School and we just escaped from school."

"Sequoia High School? Are there still living people there?" The middle-aged man hiding behind the service desk suddenly came out and asked in an extremely obscene voice.

He was wearing a yellow work vest and a pair of dirty overalls.

Tools such as screwdrivers, screwdrivers, wrenches, and pliers are hung on the waist.

He looks like an electrician.

Why is this jerk pretending to be so high and mighty in front of me?

Although I think so, but whoever holds a gun is the boss.

I immediately said politely, "Yes, there are 52 of us who escaped, all in the car. There are still a few students who stayed in the school."

"You guys attracted the zombies here? Damn it!"

The sound came from the second floor.

The lobby as soon as you enter is three stories high.

I looked up and saw a middle-aged man, about fifty years old, holding a shotgun at the fence on the second floor.

He was wearing a black helmet, a black short-sleeved shirt, and a black bulletproof vest with the word "Armed" printed on it.

No matter how you look at it, he looks like a money transporter escorting a money truck.

Money couriers are usually employees of security companies, not police officers.

But the shotgun in his hand is real.

If I were hit by this, I would be beaten into a sieve.

"You're a good guy, you can bring so many people out." The electrician said, and then he shook the remote control in his hand boastfully, "If I hadn't opened the door just now, you would have died. This glass door lock has a backup battery, it should be able to use it for a month or so."

This is true.

A great favor needs no thanks. I gave him a look, wondering if he could understand it.

It's not a good idea to keep us standing there like this.

There are more than forty people waiting in the Iveco outside. If they are not let out,

I guess he would be crushed to death if not suffocated.

So I pointed outside the door and said, "My classmates are still in the car. Some of them are injured and need medical treatment."

"Ah? Is it dangerous?"

"He just said there are more than 50 people. We can't accommodate them here."

"There are zombies outside the door now."

People in the hall began to discuss.

Why are there these ants everywhere?

These people can praise you above their heads today and trample you under their feet tomorrow.

With my experience in school, I know that I don’t need to care about the ideas of these ants at all, they will just blindly follow the trend.

The most important thing is to get the leader's consent.

Obviously, the leader here is the righteous policeman in front of him.

Before I could say anything, the policeman lowered his gun and ordered, "Check if they have any injuries."

The electrician and the young man who had kicked away our weapons approached me cautiously and touched me all over.

Probably because he didn’t find any weapons, he led me into the toilet.

Liu Xinnan was taken to a room by two people dressed as nurses.

As soon as I entered the bathroom, I smelled a foul odor.

The other two seemed used to it and were staring at me warily.

The electrician took off his hard hat, revealing his bald head, and leaned against the door panel, explaining: "There was a power outage, so the drainage system couldn't work. The sewer backed up, but it's okay."

The electrician was not tall, had an unshaven beard, and was quite strong. His neck was covered in dirt, and it was unknown how long it had been since he had taken a shower.

I stripped down to my underwear and turned my arms back and forth.

Apart from various bruises and wounds from abrasions, falls and beatings, there were no scratches or bites like those from zombies.

During the meeting, the three of us introduced ourselves.

The electrician is called Wang Defa. He is a technician in the hospital and is usually responsible for circuit repair and maintenance.

The young man is called Hou Lei and calls himself a rapper.

I came to the hospital for hemorrhoids before, but after the zombie crisis, I accidentally ran into the inpatient building.

"Wait a minute." Just as I was picking up the clothes on the ground, Hou Lei, who had been watching me for a long time, suddenly reached out and patted my butt, and said with a pout, "For safety reasons, take off your underwear too."

Then he covered his mouth and laughed embarrassedly.

I noticed before that his walking posture was a bit effeminate, but I didn’t expect him to do the same to me at this time.

No wonder you have hemorrhoids.

You’re still a rapper? Fuck you.

But people have to bow their heads under the eaves.

We are all grown men anyway, why are we afraid of exposing ourselves?

I spread my hands, thinking that it was a good opportunity to go to the bathroom.

So she simply pulled her underwear down and stood in front of the urinal, allowing them to check her thoroughly.

Although I can't compare to a beast like Duan Kai, I think I should not be underestimated.

Unexpectedly, when we left the bathroom, the two guys behind us were laughing so hard that they were bent over.

Hou Lei even put his thumb and index finger together, less than 2 cm apart.

At this time, Liu Xinnan also came out and she had changed her clothes.

Probably from another nurse.

Several people nodded to the police, probably to indicate that there was nothing wrong with Liu Xinnan and me.

Only then did the policeman put the pistol back into his holster.

He came up and shook hands with both of us, saying that it was all for everyone's safety.

Finally, he introduced himself. It turned out that this policeman's name was Yan Shunguo and he worked in the local police station.

We had received a call about a wounding incident in the hospital, so we came here to deal with it.

After the zombie crisis occurred, he led some people to hide in the hospital building.

Fortunately, there is a supermarket in the hospital building, which is enough to keep these people going for so many days.

They had been waiting for rescue, but they didn't expect to receive us.

"Officer Yan, what about my classmates..." I asked impatiently after listening to his brief introduction.

Officer Yan frowned and thought for a while, then ran to the gate to take a look, and then took us to the fourth floor via the emergency stairs.

The stairs leading to the fifth floor are filled with various tables and chairs.

According to Officer Yan, they have only reached the fourth floor so far.

As for the situation upstairs, I know nothing about it.

We came to the window on the fourth floor and could see a large platform outside.

The afterglow of the setting sun has already filled the entire hospital filled with the breath of death.

A few of us stepped through the window, came to the edge of the platform and looked down.

The front of the inpatient building is in full view.

Dense swarms of zombies have spread all over the front of the hospital building, all of which were attracted by the Iveco just now.

After so much time, the zombies no longer banged on the glass doors, but wandered around aimlessly.

The Iveco was not far in front of us, and there was a circle of cars in front of the gate.

The straight-line distance from here to the ground is about twenty meters.

I could see the tops of several people's heads inside the Iveco through the sunroof.

The men grew increasingly agitated in the car.

Come to think of it, there were so many scary zombies wandering around, bumping into the carriage from time to time, making a "bang" sound.

The place was packed like a can of sardines, with no way out or entrance.

People with claustrophobia are about to explode on the spot.

I asked, "What should we do? How can we save these people?"

In fact, the people I want to save are just those friends who have been through life and death with me.

As for those ants, just leave it to fate.

I gave a general introduction to the situation in the car. Several people were seriously injured and several were bleeding.

Most importantly, someone got scratched.

Upon hearing this, several people were horrified, as if they had seen a ghost.

Wang Defa was the first to shake his head and said, "It's hopeless, there's no hope. Give up on these people."

Oh my god, you must have been born an electrician.

The idea of ​​dealing with the problem is indeed either zero or fire.

He is so cruel, so mean and so cold-blooded, just like me.

“No!” the policeman said firmly, “It is my duty to protect the people, not to mention that there are a group of students inside. As for the injured person, as long as he has not turned into a zombie, we should not give up.”

Look, he has to be a people’s policeman and speak with such level of skill.

I have never thought about such words.

If it weren't for the system task, I would have chopped that injured idiot to pieces long ago.

At this time, someone saw us from the skylight.

It's like seeing a savior.

Some laughed, some cried, and some banged on the car windows and wanted to jump out.

A man climbed out of the skylight, but was frightened by the scene before him and immediately shrank back.

"The situation is urgent, we need to rescue them all quickly." At this time, I also said something inappropriate at this time.

The policeman frowned and asked, "Lao Wang, is your ladder long enough?"

Wang Defa shook his head and said, "It's hopeless. The ladder is at most ten meters long. It's too high here. It definitely can't reach it."

So, I proposed a plan - make noise to attract the zombies' attention, and then kill the zombies in front of the gate.