Guo Fei was surrounded by the zombies, his hair was a mess, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was gasping for breath, and the long blade in his hand continued to slash at the zombies that got close to him. His windbreaker was already in tatters, and his movements were starting to slow down, but he was still persevering. One by one, the zombies fell at his feet, and slowly formed a small hill of corpses that was half a meter tall. He stood on top of the hill of corpses and fought with the surrounding zombies. There was no despair or struggle on his face, only madness and excitement …..
A long sword with a flowing light spun in the air, a short distance flashed by, and the long sword pierced through the left side of the zombie's head, and came out from its right cheek. The zombie's current appearance was very strange, its withered head was pierced by a long sword, and it looked like a cartoon character. With the sword pierced through its head, it pounced towards Guo Fei's feet. Guo Fei suddenly opened his eyes and saw the strange looking zombie at his feet, and also saw Zhang Xiaoqiang standing in the distance, looking at him. He lightly sighed, and climbed up from the pile of corpses. He pulled out the long blade from the shoulder of the D zombie, looked at the remaining zombies, and silently rushed forward …..
A D zombie finally waited until all the zombies in front of it were dead, and the road ahead was clear. It pounced towards Guo Fei, and Guo Fei used the last of his strength to swing his long blade towards the D zombie's forehead. His stamina was exhausted, and the speed of his blade was not as fast as before. Just as the long blade was about to hit the D zombie's head, the D zombie stepped on a corpse on the ground, and its body swayed. The long blade struck its shoulder, but it did not react to the injury on its shoulder, and continued to swipe at Guo Fei with its claws.
The straight blade in Guo Fei's hand was stuck in the zombie's shoulder blade and was unable to be pulled back. When the zombie pounced at him, he released the handle and waved his sleeves lightly. A large and a small straight blade appeared in his hands. The small straight blade in his right hand blocked the claws of the D-Type, while the small straight blade in his left hand stabbed towards the forehead of the D-Type. The small straight blade pierced the D-Type's head, but the momentum of the D-Type's charge was still there. The D-Type fiercely collided with Guo Fei, and one man and one corpse fell onto the pile of corpses. With great difficulty, he pushed away the D-Type that was on top of him, and 2 ordinary zombies pounced at him from the left and right. "Pu …." The zombie on the right had its eye deeply pierced by a small straight blade, and it took 2 steps before falling to the ground. The zombie on the left did not stop because of the fall of its own kind, and it continued to stagger towards him. Guo Fei saw that the ugly zombie wanted to pounce at him, and all the strength in his hands was exhausted. He threw out his last weapon. He was already at the end of his rope, but he did not despair, nor did he have the fear and malevolence of a normal person. He smiled and closed his eyes. This was the first time he had smiled since meeting him.
Inside the prison, the metal gates near the entrance were opened, the ground was littered with dried corpses and white bones. The prison was in a mess, bedding that was torn into strips, cotton that had been dyed black with blood, an overturned metal bed frame, and a broken wooden board. White bones and black and yellow clothes were mixed together, and occasionally, a Type-81 rifle that was covered in dust could be seen in the middle. Zhang Xiao Qiang walked slowly in front, his team members followed behind him and collected all the firearms and ammunition they could see. Three and his elites did not dare to rush to the front, and Three explained the terrain to Zhang Xiao Qiang while pointing out the way.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and his group walked past the prison and officially arrived at the back of the prison. The buildings at the back of the prison were the same as the front, there were no buildings that were higher than the walls, and a large plot of land was dug out. Following the cement path in the middle of the land, a thick wall with barbed wire appeared in front of them, and a dozen zombies were wandering around the half open metal gates.
After walking past a row of prison cells and turning a corner, another row of prison cells appeared in front of them. This time, the prison cells were locked tightly, and countless of zombie arms were sticking out from the gaps of the bars, waving at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Through the gaps of the arms, one could see the ugly and ferocious faces of the zombies behind the bars. The combat team raised their rifles and prepared to fire, but they were stopped by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Although the zombies were terrifying, they were the least threatening to them. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to waste time and ammunition on them. They formed a line and walked carefully in the middle. Guo Fei silently followed at the back of the group. He did not walk in the middle like the rest to avoid the claws of the zombies. He just walked forward, the blade in his hand swinging down time after time, and the limbs of the zombies fell to his feet. Wherever he walked, there was a path that was paved with the limbs of the zombies …
Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled out the Jing Wei Sword in his right hand, and the Beast Horn Awl in his left hand as he continued to kill the zombies. The Jing Wei Sword in his right hand sliced through the strong, agile or skinny zombies' heads and arms, and the Beast Horn Awl pierced through their eyes or foreheads, sending them to hell. A zombie appeared from behind a zombie that Zhang Xiaoqiang had just killed, it opened its mouth wide and tried to bite Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his left hand and used the Beast Horn Awl to deflect its claws, while the Jing Wei Sword in his right hand slashed down at its forehead. "Pa …" A clear gunshot rang out, and the zombie's forehead was blasted open as it fell to the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed in his heart, it was Shangguan Qiaoyun again that was meddling in his business. Shangguan Qiaoyun was like a vengeful spirit that followed him closely, every time he was at the peak of killing, Shanghai Qiaoyun would stop his electricity and kill the zombies that posed a threat to him. It was not a good feeling, but it was a crucial moment, and he did not have the time to turn around and scold her.
Wang Chong picked up the Beast Horn Spear and Jing Wei Sword that Zhang Xiaoqiang had thrown out earlier. He even washed the blood off the weapons with water. Zhang Xiaoqiang took the weapons from him. Wang Chong's performance was not bad, he dared to fight, and although he was not outstanding, he had killed quite a number of zombies. He could be ranked in the middle amongst the members of the Combat Team. The courtyard was not big, and a few hundred corpses filled the ground. A few dozen members of the Combat Team were patrolling the corpses. Gunshots rang out continuously, and the struggling zombies on the ground were shot in the head. Guo Fei took off his tattered windbreaker, revealing a set of armor that Zhang Xiaoqiang had given him. Although he had been scratched by the zombies more than 10 times, he did not receive any injuries.
But he didn't suffer any injuries. He remained silent as he used his tattered windbreaker to wipe the long blade in his hand.
A zombie crawled on the ground slowly, surrounded by the corpses of other zombies. It crawled slowly in the puddle of black blood that emitted a foul stench. The pool of blood behind it left a long trail behind it. It crawled slowly, its target was the living humans that were walking around the courtyard filled with corpses. A foot wearing a leather army shoe stepped on its back. It waved its claws in an attempt to struggle free. It wanted to turn around and bite the owner of the foot. It wanted to tear off pieces of flesh from his body and swallow them into its stomach that had been empty for a long time. A bayonet covered in black blood was pressed against the back of its head. "Pa …" The bayonet did not pierce through. With a slight tremble of the bayonet, a rifle bullet pierced through the back of its head. It laid on the ground and stopped struggling …