Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person

Even if we have to die, let's die with a bang!

"We can't go back, we can't go back!"

Someone's mood is pessimistic, while fighting zombies madly, they cry out, turning inner despair into strength, trying to carve out a chance of survival.

"You beast, come on, bite me!"

"I'll smash you, I'll smash you to death..."

"Damn it, look at me, hey!"

Upstairs, not only is Tan Huajun on the fourth floor continuously shooting, but the second and third floors also start throwing various things to the first floor, like folding stools, pillows, water cups...

The most impressive is that someone found a ladder from somewhere, two people swung the ladder like stirring a large water tank, smacking the zombies on the first floor!

Ordinary members don't have the ability to confront zombies on the front line, but they also hope to provide some help, trying to attract the zombies' attention to alleviate the pressure on the fighters.

It indeed had some effect, the zombies charging behind looked blankly upward, not knowing how to dodge when hit by things, but soon, they realized, the space blocked their chance of getting the blood food upstairs, they had to charge forward for hope of feeding, attracting about a dozen zombies to the ladder was considered a good result.

The brief pause indeed can alleviate the pressure on the fighters to some extent, but it's far from enough.

"Why, why is this happening..."

"Is there any way to stop them!"

"I don't want to die..."

The bleak atmosphere spreads among ordinary members, many sit on the ground and cry, they can already foresee their tragic end, when all the fighters are dead, zombies will ruthlessly rush upstairs and devour them completely!

Maybe one or two people will hide in dark corners and escape, but will that person be me?

Don't know...

"We should pick up weapons!"

"Yes, we need to prepare for battle..."

"If the guys downstairs sacrifice, we are the last line of defense, can't just wait to die!"

"Where are the weapons, where are the weapons?"

Ordinary members finally realize the seriousness of the problem, in the past, they could hide safely behind the fighters, doing some logistics work, exchanging intense labor for safety.

Unfortunately, when fighters can no longer resist, each of them will fall into a desperate crisis.

Moreover, when they realize the danger, usually there's no chance to resist, just like now, they want to pick up weapons to prepare for battle, but where are the weapons?

Liao Youzhi's leadership philosophy in the camp is very different from Zhang Su's, Zhang Su hopes for everyone to be soldiers, but Liao Youzhi doesn't want ordinary members to access weapons, compared to the zombie crisis, he seems more afraid of ordinary members' revolt...

So when old and young want to find weapons to resist zombies, they realize, there's nothing around that can be called a weapon, mop handles, table legs, big iron pots... these things against frenzied zombies, are no different than hitting a rock with an egg.

"It's over, going to die here."

Liu Tianji's heart races, tears rolling down with sweat, the high-intensity battle makes him feel his arms start to weaken, such symptoms mean time to persist is running out, his body's hormones have tried their best, like saying: I've done my best, from now on rely on willpower.

"It's my fault, truly careless, should have held the upper floor, lack of experience..."

Yuwen is in a messy state, his decent down jacket is tattered, but it doesn't affect defense because the real effect comes from the bulletproof vest crafted from petrified zombie skin, if without this vest, he would've died four or five times.

"Teacher Yu, stop talking, no one expected it to be like this!"

Zhang Ya's hand doesn't stop, the fire of hope in her heart gradually dims.

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I won't die, definitely won't die!"

Lu Yubo no longer fights with Wu Baokang and others, he's back with the Yama Corps brothers, at the final moment he still feels long-time companions are more reliable, or perhaps, even in death, he hopes to die with those he's familiar with.

"Brother Yu, today we might have to account for ourselves here..."

Li Zongkai gasps heavily, his heart is very bitter, his and Yuwen's specialties are managing the camp, organizing personnel, administrative work is handy, fighting zombies lacks experience, if initially they hadn't stirred fervor to lead the charge but instead shrunk at the safe exit to attract zombies for skilled kills, it wouldn't have turned into the current situation!

"Not until the last moment, no one is allowed to give up, kill, kill until death!"

Wu Baokang's voice is already hoarse, as the sharp edge of the whole team, he can clearly sense companions starting to weaken, human power has its limits.

He didn't expect such a catastrophe, if he knew earlier he'd rather follow King Yama to the Little Eagle Association and Apocalypse Corps, but now trapped here, only blood battle to the end.

Wu Daqiang is still very brave, his long military life makes his body far surpass ordinary people, but facing endless enemies touches his physical limit too, stays highly focused, holds breath to enter a state of selfless battle, if this breath slackens, he would die on the spot, relying on instinct to sustain.

Zhang Xin is panting like a cow, he feels even if someone tells him now city citizens are rushing to buy eight yuan per pound watermelon, and three hundred miles away a field of melons selling watermelon at three cents per pound, he has no energy to procure, if not for the people's roar around him, he'd wish to lie down immediately.

"Ah, Old Qiu, don't, ah, I'm coming to send you!"

Suddenly, someone in the crowd transforms into a corpse, causing a small chaos, those near him react later and stab into the transformed person's eye socket, decisively ending the companion's life, not cruel, but final mercy.

The body is casually thrown aside, no one has time to mourn or feel sad because the crisis in front hasn't eased at all, groups of zombies surround densely, as if endless to kill...