The Undead

The roar of a helicopter descending came from overhead, and Guo Weixiang shuddered, quickly pulling the trigger on the dozen zombies surrounding him. Machine gun bullets instantly poured out, and before he could load a new drum, several bullets from high in the sky brushed past, instantly blowing the zombies’ heads off.

“Rong-ge!”

Two deep green helicopters circled and landed on the hospital rooftop. Before they had fully landed, Zhou Rong had already roughly broken free from Ding Shi’s restraint, leaping out of the cabin, his coat billowing in the hurricane created by the rotor blades.

Dr. Zheng’s limbs went weak, stumbling forward: “Zhou, Zhou, Zhou-captain, Sinan, I don’t know what’s happening, he’s going…”

Zhou Rong said nothing, grabbing the climbing rope at the edge of the rooftop and sliding to the ground, clearing zombies with a few shots while running, stopped by Guo Weixiang: “Rong-ge, quick, in that direction, Sinan went that way——”

“Are you okay?”

Guo Weixiang’s tongue was so tangled he could only frantically shake his head.

Zhou Rong nodded and was about to chase in the direction Sinan had disappeared when he suddenly stopped: “What’s that smell?”

From Guo Weixiang’s expression, he might not even believe the words he was about to say, but in this critical moment, time allowed no buffer or concealment, only the naked truth was violently torn open before everyone:

“O… Omega.”

Guo Weixiang trembled: “He, he, he… he is an Omega.”

Zombies emerged from street corners, behind garbage piles, from gaps one would never imagine, and several times he felt his coat’s back being hooked by zombie nails. Just a moment’s pause would tear him into bloody fragments on the street.

Buildings on both sides of the street flew past rapidly. Suddenly, Sinan caught something in his peripheral vision and looked back, seeing large red characters on the wall—”Demolition”.

The old urban district was being demolished, with the street separated from the construction site by a barrier.

On the site, a crane stood lonely, reaching to the sky, dense steel bars and concrete slabs half-constructed, looking bizarre at first glance.

Sinan didn’t care whether today’s luck was clashing with the construction site, his foot twisting as he ran along the frontmost zombies on the sidewalk, vaulting over the barrier and rushing into the site, quickly climbing the scaffolding.

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