“Can you hold on?” Chun Cao asked without turning back.
Dr. Zheng, after several hours of intense delivery, was almost completely exhausted. Now holding a crying infant in his arms and carrying a barely breathing mother on his back, the heavy weight seemed to give him endless courage. He affirmed: “I can!”
Sinan softly said: “Be careful, watch out, go upstairs.”
Chun Cao led the way, the doctor in the middle, Sinan at the rear, taking advantage of the brief interval when zombies were moving from the first to the third floor, they tried their best to move to the higher floors.
However, despite their full effort, this survival team could hardly move quickly.
The zombies’ dragging footsteps from below grew closer, and finally, a howl sounded at the end of the corridor – the zombies were catching up!
Sinan: “Open fire!”
Chun Cao suddenly turned back, aimed, and both simultaneously pulled the trigger. Dr. Zheng, a civilian from peaceful times, was scared by the sudden explosion of gunfire, crying out loud. In a daze, he only felt someone pulling him forcefully, but in this night environment with bullets flying, he couldn’t even distinguish whether it was a human or a zombie, and could only instinctively protect the child.
“Run! Run run run!!” A few seconds later, he finally heard someone roaring in his ear – it was Chun Cao: “Stairs! Go upstairs!!”
Dr. Zheng ran desperately with the mother on his back, while Chun Cao and Sinan suppressed the zombie group with high-powered fire and pulled him to the staircase. However, just as they were about to go upstairs, Chun Cao suddenly screamed in a changed tone: “Zombies here too! Be careful!”
After calming down, the baby’s cries became particularly noticeable. Before Dr. Zheng could comfort her, Chun Cao sat down on the floor, and tears began to fall uncontrollably.
“Why would she want to die? She just gave birth to a child, how could she be so heartless?”
The baby seemed to be infected by the adults’ sadness and despair, constantly waving her hands and kicking, crying hoarsely. Chuncao held the child tightly to her chest, overwhelmed with grief: “We were willing to protect her, why did she choose to die? She might still have a chance, she hasn’t reached the point of no return!”
