Chapter 7 Escape

"We have 30 seconds to prepare after smashing the glass, and give me as much strength as you can! If you can't run, you will run. If you don't run, you will die! Do you know?" Zhao Zhuo almost put his face on Liang Lingling's face. He gasped loudly, his ears stood upright, and always paid attention to the roar and impact from the back door!

Liang Lingling swallowed a mouthful of saliva. She was only 16 years old. It can be imagined that she was under great pressure. Zhao Zhuo was trying to say something more!

"Bang!!"

A huge impact sounded suddenly sounded at the back door, and the ground trembled. Zhao Zhuo staggered and almost hit the door, and suddenly found that the stench around him was strong!

Where's the bag! Give it to me."

Liang Lingling quickly handed the bag to Zhao Zhuo. Zhao Zhuo grabbed it. His facial features were squeezed together, and his whole face was twisted. Zhao Zhuo opened the zipper and tossed for a while. It was full of food and water. Suddenly, he was stunned. He found a trace of white and pulled the bread away. Zhao Zhuo found that it was actually a bag of sanitary napkins. ." What is this? What are you going to do with this thing? What did I tell you, bring food, food!"

"Blood will attract their attention. I'm a girl!! What do you want me to do?!" Liang Lingling was so scared that he cried.

There was another violent impact sound from the back door, and Zhao Zhuo could already see that the loader blocking the back door had fallen down. There was no time. Zhao Zhuo stared at Liang Lingling again and couldn't say anything more. He quickly stepped on his backpack on his back. At the same time, he made a retreat gesture to Liang Lingling, suddenly swiped the baseball bat, looked at the glass of the front door, and smashed it up.

"Bang!!"

"Kka!!"

"Ah!!"

The back door was smashed almost at the same time as the glass, and Zhao Zhuo ran out as if he had pulled Liang Lingling, who was still stupid. Just a few seconds after they went out, the tide-like zombies gathered in the supermarket behind them. A large group of zombies smelled human smell, and they pushed crazily and there was no one willing to give in. It has been too long to eat human flesh. Now the smell of loose hair on the two people has made them crazy.

However, when they first reached the door, the zombies walking in front of them suddenly fell to the ground!

Zhao Zhuo shook his baseball bat and knocked over a zombie who tried to jump on the ground. At the same time, he waved his hand, and several more daggers appeared on the head of the zombie near Liang Lingling next to him. Liang Lingling looked up in shock and quickly ran forward.

"Hurry up and sprinkle it. Run away. Can you run over them?!" Zhao Zhuo was so angry that he scolded and smashed another zombie. He immediately stopped and ran forward. The zombies in the back have caught up, and the layer of oil can only block the front few zombies. It only takes a few seconds, and there is no time to care about anything!

"Give me the oil barrel, and I'll give you this knife!" Zhao Zhuo grabbed Liang Lingling, who was still running in front, and grabbed the oil barrel in her hand and handed her a dagger.

Liang Lingling still wanted to say something, and then felt Zhao Zhuo's compelling eyes and took it fiercely in his heart.

"I won't stop you if you want to die, but look at those zombies! At this time tomorrow, there will be another zombie dragging rotten meat in this place!" Zhao Zhu didn't know what to say at all. He could only hope that Liang Lingling could protect himself. At this time, he couldn't take care of it at all.

Zhao Zhuo carried the backpack on his back, which was full of the following food, and there was no room for his loss. The zombie in the distance was only about 50 meters away from him. Zhao Zhuo opened the oil barrel and suddenly filled his brain with a greasy smell. Regardless of the greasy smell, Zhao Zhuo quickly poured the oil on the ground. He didn't pour much, but poured a thin layer. These zombies were not high at all. This layer of oil could already Enough to make them fall to the ground.

In this way, whenever Zhao Zhuo pours a layer of oil and runs a short distance, there will be fewer zombies behind him. Those in the front row of zombies will inevitably fall down. However, as long as they fall to the ground, it is difficult to stand up. They are trampled over by the zombies behind them, and their feet can only crawl on the ground at all. .

When Zhao Zhuo ran over two intersections, there were only more than 20 zombies left behind, and there were dozens of zombies lying on the road behind. They all roared loudly and wanted to climb up, but they could only rub off their own rotten meat on the road.

"Brother Zhao, where are we going?" Liang Lingling shouted that she did not commit suicide, but did not have the courage to kill the zombies. She just picked up the steel boxes on her body and smashed them at the zombies. Stop them from coming here.

"Run into the alley!" Zhao Zhuo sprinkled all the oil on the street, and then quickly ran to the alley.

The 7 bodies still came from the alley. Zhao Zhuo grabbed Liang Lingling, who was still running inside. As soon as Liang Lingling was about to struggle, he found that there was something wrong with Zhao Zhuo's face.

"What's the matter, Brother Zhao? There are no zombies here." Liang Lingling said.

"Something's wrong. Don't you see a lot of things on the ground near here?" Zhao Zhuo looked at the ground with a solemn face and carefully pasted the door card he had kept.

The door opened loudly, and the zombies behind him chased back bustlingly, with only a dozen. This alley can accommodate three zombies to come together, but with Zhao Zhuo's oil, their speed slowed down. Zhao Zhuo was not in a hurry. He looked carefully at the gate.

At that time, he did not close the door when he left the library, because he didn't have time. The door would automatically close after ten minutes. He spent less than 5 minutes in the alley, that is to say, there was a 5-minute blind spot. Zhao Zhuo gave Liang Lingling a retreat posture, and Liang Lingling looked worriedly. At a glance, the zombies behind him, although a little reluctant, still ran to the back.

Zhao Zhuo moved carefully. His nose was also sensitive and smelled the unique smell of zombie corpses. He carefully glanced at the hall of the library and suddenly found a trace of black and red blood from the stairs leading to the second floor. The blood had solidified. Zhao Zhuo's heart suddenly tightened. At this time, Liang Ling Ling was already urging him. Zhao Zhuo picked up the door card, and the whole door was immediately closed. Zhao Zhuo put down his backpack, controlled the switch at the door, and turned on all the lights.

"Brother Zhao, is this library yours?" Liang Lingling looked around and suddenly felt a little difficult to breathe. This library was so big. She knew that there was a library nearby, but she had never been here. Thinking that Zhao Zhuo was a beggar before, she couldn't help but feel a little awkward. This is not a beggar. I'm afraid it's just an ordinary rich man. She couldn't get such a big library. For a while, she trusted Zhao Zhuo more.

"Stay back and don't go to the stairs." Zhao Zhuo is too lazy to answer. He is about to die and cares about this. This girl is really retarded.

The light disappeared along the corner of the stairs. Zhao Zhuo took a look at the dark second floor, couldn't help taking a deep breath and slowly walked up. The second floor was very quiet. Zhao Zhuo roared, and the baseball bat suddenly slammed to the left. At the same time, he rushed to the left and threw the knife behind him before his feet fell. However, there was nothing. There was nothing on the second floor. Zhao Zhuo took a few deep breaths and restrained his beating heart to press the wall. As soon as the hand touched the switch, Zhao Zhuo suddenly felt something wrong. The switch was a ceramic design. However, at this time, Zhao Zhuo touched a very sticky object, and Zhao Zhuo's mind was stunned!

"Ah!!"

The baseball bat suddenly hit out, and Zhao Zhuo's mind was blank. The baseball bat swept through the night, and the window made a banging sound. It took several moments for Zhao Zhuo to react.

"What's going on, Brother Zhao?" Liang Lingling trembled from below. She prayed secretly, but also came up. Zhao Zhuo still had a trace of courage in her, but if Zhao Zhuo died, she did not even have the courage to commit suicide.

Zhao Zhuo was awakened by Liang Lingling's voice. Only then did he find that he had retreated to the attic on the second floor. He looked carefully in the dark and immediately found that there was a crack at the door of the data room just now. A rotten arm was hanging at the door, and the mezzanine door of the data room kept shaking slightly. Moving!

"The zombies are caught in it!" Zhao Zhuo was lucky in his heart that he had never closed the door of the information room. Maybe the zombie entered it but was caught by the automatic door and could not get out.

The next thing was easy. Zhao Zhuo directly cut off the arm. The zombies inside howled but there was nothing they could do. At the moment when Liang Lingling opened the door, Zhao Zhuo suddenly waved his baseball bat. The zombie was completely folded in half. Zhao Zhuo turned on the light on the second floor and stopped stopping. He quickly rushed into the data room. He looked through all the maps in China, had a schoolbag, and then pulled Liang Lingling and quickly escaped.

Zhao Zhuo, a water cup in the basement, held two large plastic buckets on his shoulders and walked out of the back door like a fugitive. Shortly after they left, the whole library was surrounded by the zombies who heard the sound later.

"Brother Zhao, where are we going?" Liang Lingling was too tired to stand on the edge of the road to rest, raised her head and stood with a smile on Zhao Zhuo's face. She had never been so hopeful. There is a broad road ahead, and Zhao Zhuo is such a trustworthy person. She believes that she can live.

"We're not going anywhere." Zhao Zhuo looked at the distance and said without looking back. He threw the dagger in his hand at Liang Lingling. Zhao Zhuo pointed to a zombie on the roadside and said, "It's not too late to kill it."

Liang Lingling's smile froze in an instant.

A cold wind blew over, and Liang Lingling suddenly felt an unspeakable coldness on her chest. She looked at Zhao Zhuo with her eyes and prayed, hoping that Zhao Zhuo would let herself not let herself do that kind of thing, but in vain. Zhao Zhuo has closed his eyes, and Liang Lingling's heart sank, and he... Are you really going to kill those terrible zombies?!

"Go quickly. There are some things you have to face. You can't escape or escape."