Chapter 43: Don't worry, the game with this little mouse has just begun.
It was a group of monsters that were almost covering the sky and the sun.
Countless monsters followed behind the people and rushed towards them.
Some monsters jumped from the roof of abandoned cars, some rushed forward from the sidewalk, and even monsters climbed up the high buildings on both sides of the streets and rushed towards the prison.
At first glance.
These survivors covered in blood seemed to have turned black, and they could only see the sea of black monsters at a glance.
And this black world is rushing towards them at an extremely fast speed, about to swallow the prison.
Long Shao saw this, his face changed drastically. Without any hesitation, he turned around and entered the prison gate. After quickly closing the prison gate, he roared at the crowd on the side.
"Assemble, assemble, everyone picks up their weapons and prepares for the assembly."
"Ha." Lao Yang couldn't help laughing: "I thought you would rush out and rescue them first, and then close the door."
The Long Shao turned his head and looked at the old sheep with a gloomy face: "I can still tell the lives of six people and hundreds of people."
"uh-huh."
Lao Yang shrugged disapprovingly, then removed the magazine from his rifle, checked it, and turned his head to look at Fa Ge: "Brother Fa, how do you do it?"
"well."
Chen Fa sighed lightly and walked towards the center of the prison square: "What else can I do? Let's face the enemy with these people."
"No, I mean, can I survive?"
"how."
"If you live, you can play it. If you can't live, you can't live."
Chen Fa glanced at the old sheep when he heard this: "I can't die."
A hint of clarity flashed in the old sheep's eyes, and she showed her teeth and laughed: "Brother Fa, I'll feel at ease if you say this."
Ah Huang, who was standing beside him, listened to all this with a confused look on his face. Is this old sheep trusting Brother Fa too much? Brother Fa said he couldn't die, so he couldn't die?
Brother Fa is also a human being, and he is not the living king of hell with his mother carrying the book of life and death.
At this time.
The survivors covered in blood had already run to the prison gate, shaking the iron fence gate in a crazy expression, and shouted excitedly: "Open the door, open the door!!!"
"Let's go in, let's go in!!!"
At this time, Young Master Long was standing two meters away in the iron gate with a spear in his hand, staring at the survivors who were shaking the iron fence gate with a ugly expression. He had no intention of opening the door without saying a word.
And they did not give these survivors much time to call for help.
Next second—
The black monster behind him rushed up and rushed to the ground.
The roar of pain suddenly rang out outside the iron gate. These survivors did not die at the first time. The pain of being bitten by the flesh on their bodies was like the tide of the sea hitting their nerves.
A trace of resentment flashed in the eyes of the few people, and they used up the last trace of strength in their bodies to throw the blood bag in their hands into the prison square.
The blood bag exploded in the air, like a blood rain, and gave everyone a bath in the prison square.
soon.
The survivors who attracted the monster group no longer had any sound, and there was not even a bone left. The monster group, which was not full, turned their heads and looked at the prison and waited for people.
Without a slight pause, an attack was launched.
Without knowing the pain, his body hit the iron fence gate and launched an attack.
The rusty iron fence gate quickly creaked under the impact of a group of monsters.
In the prison square.
Everyone witnessed with their own eyes how those monsters ate several living humans in the same way, with their hair and clothes.
Many people covered their mouths with fear and screamed extremely depressedly.
There were even a few people who had lost their confidence in confrontation, their eyes were filled with intense fear, they put down their weapons, knelt on the ground, folded their hands together, and whispered in a trembling voice to their God to hear their prayers.
Seeing that the iron door was about to be knocked open soon.
Young Master Long took a deep breath, rushed to the door with a big strode, raised the spear in his hand and stabbed a monster's head and roared angrily: "Don't be fucking stand still."
"Everyone comes to defend with weapons. As long as the iron gate is still there, we still have hope."
For a moment, there were actually a few men who couldn't help but trembled all over, but they still picked up their spears and walked towards the iron gate.
...
The situation looked pretty good for a while.
The iron gatekeeper blocked most of the monsters outside the prison gate. Although they kept squeaking, they had not been knocked open.
The men led by Mr. Long stood at the door and stabbed the spear in their hands forward, which made them have some results for a while.
Only the old sheep narrowed her eyes and looked at a monster rushing up the high wall next to the iron gate, and whispered: "The situation doesn't look great."
These black-feathered beasts have strong climbing ability, and these ninety-degree vertical walls cannot stop them at all.
Just finished speaking.
A monster jumped down from the high wall and rushed into the crowd, causing bursts of screams.
With the first monster jumping off the high wall, there will be a second, third, and fourth soon!
For a moment, many monsters jumped from the high wall into the prison square.
Just then.
"boom!"
As the dust mixed with blood splashed, the iron gate was finally collapsed. Young Master Long led the man behind him to retreat and shouted: "Get back, retreat back, and go back inside the prison!"
"Defend at that entrance inside the prison, back down, back down!"
As the words fell.
The monster group that could not see the end at first glance rushed into the prison like a tide.
Many people who had no time to retreat were dragged into the monster tide by monsters. They only had time to scream and there was no sound again.
More people rushed towards the prison, but in fact, many people had already hid in this low building.
That is where the prison usually detains prisoners. It is a three-story square low building with no windows around it. It is a low building made of concrete steel structures.
Each layer divides many cells of several square meters.
There is a hall in the middle, and the structure of the entire prison is like half a watermelon with a deep pit dug in the middle, and those cells are on the surrounding watermelon flesh.
Only the ceiling of the building has several windows for breathability.
There is only one entrance for the entire low building.
As long as you keep this entrance, there is no hope of survival.
Chen Fa did not fire. His grenade gun had no much ammunition, less than 1,500 rounds, and his points were far from enough to unlock the machine gun.
Ah Huang, who had already run into the prison, looked at Fa Ge beside him with a slightly anxious expression and said, "Fa Ge, why don't we rush out, these monsters will definitely focus their main target on the survivors in this prison."
"After all, they have a lot of people, and as long as we break out, we have a chance to rush out."
"Otherwise, you will definitely not be able to defend yourself if you are trapped here. If other monster groups are attracted by us, we will be trapped to death sooner or later."
Chen Fa's eyes narrowed slightly, paused for a moment, and a trace of inexplicable meaning flashed in his eyes, and he said softly.
"Don't worry, my game with this little mouse has just begun."
Chapter completed!