sunset escape

The thing lying under him was extremely hard, his back was stiff and dull, the pain on his forehead gradually became clear, and some voices he had never heard before were caught in his ears.

...Who are they, who are they whispering beside?

He Chen tried his best to open his eyes, and what he saw was the darkness flickering with dim lights, and the tall roofs spread wide and wide.

This is...the factory building?

There was a sudden movement from the side, a warm hand touched his cheek, as if it was just out of excitement, without any meaning.

"Teacher He, you finally woke up."

It was Xiang Jiajun's voice, accompanied by a haggard and sleepy face.The young man looked at his face carefully, and he breathed a sigh of relief after observing for a while, "Wait a minute, I'll let Liu Yao come over to accompany you, and I'll get the medicine first."

He Chen opened his mouth, his throat was hoarse and unable to speak, he could only watch Xiang Jiayun hurried away.

Enduring the pain in his head, he half sat up with the thin blanket under his body.

This is indeed an abandoned factory building, and there are many people in it. The whispers that I heard in a trance just now came from all directions.People here control the volume of their speech, and the resting place is roughly divided into small squares, which seem to follow some rules.

Presumably one of those shelters where survivors congregate.

He lowered his head and coughed twice, and when he looked up again, he saw Liu Yao, who had said goodbye long ago, ran over from not far away.

The young man ran to him with a worried expression on his face, squatted down and looked left and right at his face, "Brother He, does your forehead hurt?"

He Chen touched his forehead and touched a circle of gauze.He shook his head and said hoarsely, "It doesn't hurt, pass me a bottle of water."

When Xiang Jiajun saw that he was awake, he was too excited. He was busy getting him medicine, but forgot to get him water.

In addition to He Chen's "bed" in their small square, there is also a small pile of supplies.He took a rough look and found that there was only about one-fifth or six of their supplies here.

Liu Yao took out a bottle of water from the small pile, didn't realize that it had been opened, and handed it to him directly.

He Chen hesitated for a moment, but still didn't say anything, took it and drank half of the bottle.

He cleared his throat and asked the question he was most puzzled at the moment: "How long have I been in a coma?"

At the last moment in his memory, he fell into Xiang Jiajun's arms and tried all his consciousness and strength to warn him not to go out.

"It's close to two days, and it's already the second night." Liu Yao said.

two days?Had he been in a coma for so long?

As soon as the young man mentioned this, he opened up the chatterbox and started talking endlessly: "After we separated from you that day, Xia Shuya and I met the search and rescue team sent by the base. On the way back to the base, we heard a commotion in the distance. Let's guess what happened. It was you and brother Xiang, afraid that you would be in danger, so we looked in that direction, and we actually met you."

He Chen recalled the chaos in the research institute that day.Did Xiang Jiajun take himself out so quickly? How did he deal with the zombies outside by himself, dragging himself an unconscious person...

"Brother Xiang," he didn't dare to ask, "are you injured?"

He Chen looked at the young man, afraid that an affirmative answer would come out of his mouth.But Liu Yao really nodded, and said in a low voice, "When I met you, both you and him had a lot of blood. At first I thought it was yours, but after treating your wounds, I found out that Brother Xiang's arm was also injured."

He was silent for a while.

After placing Xiang Jiajun on the second floor that day, he quickly rushed up to the stairwell on the third floor and dealt with the zombie.After that, he continued to go up, hammering down three of them one after another, and he finally boarded the fifth floor.

He was brought here once by his father. His father's office was on the fifth floor, and he was basically only active on the fourth and fifth floors on weekdays.

He Chen hid at the stairs and observed for a while, and found that there was only one zombie in the corridor on the fifth floor, and the number was far lower than he expected.With doubts, he took advantage of the opponent's turn around, sprinted over and hammered him down in one fell swoop.

After the zombie fell, he looked around.Why are there so few zombies in the research institute? The day the zombies broke out was obviously a working day, and the employees didn't come to work?

He came to his dad's office, the door was closed, and when he opened it, there was no one inside.But on the whereabouts sign at the door, behind his father's name, the sign clearly pointed to "on duty".

I came to work, but there was no one there, where could I go?Could it be that like yourself, you have already left your place of work?

He Chen then checked every office and laboratory on the fifth floor, but there was no one there.

The smell of machinery and medicine in the laboratory permeated the air, the lighting in the corridor was not good, and it was even more drowsy after the power was cut off.

He stood there and pondered for a while, but he couldn't figure out why there was no living person on the whole floor.

In the end, I decided to go to the fourth floor to explore again. After all, the fourth floor is also where his father often moves.

The fourth floor was finally more lively, and there were several more zombies than the fifth floor.He Chen leaned against the wall at the entrance of the stairs, looked at his watch, 15 minutes had passed, and he was about to make a quick decision.

He moved his slightly stiff arms and shoulders, ready to kill again.I planned the killing sequence in my mind, and everything went smoothly when it was implemented.

When the last zombie fell down in the corridor, he heard a slight voice.Turning around abruptly, it happened to meet a head protruding from the door.

It turned out to be a survivor.

This person was also wearing the overalls of the research institute. He looked only about 30 years old, with a sallow complexion and sunken cheeks. It seemed that he hadn't eaten for a long time.After seeing himself, he became active and waved.

He Chen walked over, and the other party said to him angrily, "Where did you come from?"

He frowned, and when he saw this person, he felt that his eyebrows were mischievous, and even his tone was blunt: "Stairs."

Just as he was about to ask the other party if he knew He Kang, the man suddenly rushed out of the door and went straight for the stairs.

He Chen turned his head back speechlessly, and quickly searched the fourth floor, but there was still no one except the coward just now.

He walked back to the entrance of the corridor, but bumped into that coward just now.The man didn't leave, he was sneaky and didn't know what he wanted to do.

"What are you doing?" He Chen mouthed impatiently.

After being bumped into, the man hurriedly took two steps back, but accidentally stepped on the air.He hurriedly grabbed the handrail, but his foot kicked hard against the steel bar under the handrail.

A loud noise reverberated between the upper and lower floors with reverberation.

The sound was too loud, and He Chen's brain seemed to resonate, buzzing.He didn't have time to curse in his heart, and rushed down the stairs in three steps at a time.The coward behind him also reacted and followed behind him.

However, it was still too late. As soon as He Chen ran to the stairs on the third floor, he ran into a zombie who heard the sound from inside.

He glanced at the corridor on the third floor, and his heart suddenly felt heavy. Why is the third floor so lively?

These zombies probably haven't eaten for a long time, and the level of ferocity is the worst He Chen has ever seen.The two leading male zombies arrived in front of him in a blink of an eye, pounced on his neck from left to right.

The steel hammer in his hand could only deal with one first. He stretched out his left arm, pressed it against the neck of the zombie on the left, and seized the time to hammer and break the neck bone of the zombie on the right.

These guys are too strong, and it is a bit difficult for him to deal with it alone.After finally hammering down the one on the left, he turned his head to look at the bastard, and found that this person had already run downstairs while he was dealing with the zombies.

Rubbish.

He snorted in his heart, and turned his head to deal with the continuous rush of zombies.

However, before he could straighten his head, a zombie jumped up and rushed towards him.He was thrown backwards and took several steps back, not forgetting to lift the steel hammer and smash the zombies in front of him that were dripping with stinking saliva.

But in a panic, he couldn't find the handrail, and fell down the stairs with his back turned.

Time froze for a moment.

He Chen seemed to see himself suspended in the air for a short distance, and fell heavily on the stairs the next moment.There was a dull pain from the back hitting the ground, but the pain in the head was extremely sharp.

He rolled down the stairs, dizzy when he stopped.

Try to keep your eyes wide open. In your field of vision, more and more zombies appear at the stairs on the third floor.He Chen eagerly wanted to stand up, but his body was painful and dull, especially his forehead.

The pain on his forehead seemed to penetrate into his mind, making his consciousness gradually blurred.

He Chen lost his hearing for a short moment, and then his painful breathing rang in his ears.He stared at the monsters, and tried his best to get up from the ground.

The bodies of zombies are much stiffer than humans, and going downstairs should not be a flexible movement for them.In other words, I still have time.

He felt that he couldn't stand up straight, staggered and held on to the handrail, and walked to the second floor with weak steps.

The more he subconsciously became more and more vague, he vaguely remembered that he took the fire door on the second floor, then stumbled to open the utility room, and saw an anxious face.

Then fell into a coma.

The author says:

"On the Importance of Good Teammates in the Doomsday——Thinking of Cowards Who Get into Trouble"