Wails erupted from inside the prison building, seemingly from nearby, followed by countless dragging footsteps, and the distant rolling iron door began to be repeatedly struck!
Wall dust and stones fell, everyone’s expression changed dramatically. The deputy roared: “Colonel! The ground floor entrance has been breached, zombies are coming!”
The young man shouted: “Put down your guns!”
“Colonel!”
“Let me go—!”
Tang Hao turned back and fired several shots!
The electric shock’s intense pain caused the young man to kneel and then collapse, losing consciousness for several seconds.
His chest suddenly felt heavy, as if crushed by a thousand-pound stone. The young man coughed violently, spitting out blood foam. The next second, he raised his hand, but his wrist was easily caught and pressed to the ground by Tang Hao, his muscle spasms from the electric current unable to tense.
Tang Hao silently cursed, his expression somewhat disheveled – not from the fighting, but from the blood the Omega had spit out.
Even covered in gray dust, it couldn’t hide the young man’s handsome features, with sword-like eyebrows and star-like eyes, a straight nose bridge, and a perfectly crisp line from jaw to neck.
The blood rich with pheromones splattered on Tang Hao’s field uniform sleeve, causing an indescribable stimulation to rapidly rise from his instincts.
“The apocalypse will place Omegas in hell. If you leave now, the living will be more terrifying than zombies. Especially someone like you,” Tang Hao heavily wiped his thumb across the young man’s cheek, startlingly white beneath the dust.
“You won’t even survive tonight. Being eaten alive by a pile of zombies might be the most merciful death.”
“Take him away! Full retreat!” As if to mask his instinctive reaction, Tang Hao suddenly stood up and walked out.
Just then, he saw the soldiers’ expressions change simultaneously. Before he could react, he felt a strong force at his ankle, and in the next second, he was pulled down—
“Damn!” Tang Hao nearly got a concussion and finally let out the curse he had been holding back.
But then, from the corner of his eye, he saw the young man pick up the gun and lean close to his ear, a raspy voice almost directly touching his ear:
“I like dying old.”
The young man pulled out the magazine from Tang Hao’s pants pocket, quickly stood up, pointing the gun back and forth at the soldiers in the encirclement, and simultaneously retreated towards the window.
Tang Hao seemed to suddenly realize something and roared back: “No—”
But it was already too late.
Under everyone’s gaze, the young man suddenly smashed the glass window and leaped out in a shower of glass shards.
—This was the third floor!
Tang Hao rushed to the window like an arrow, with soldiers swarming behind him. Time seemed to stretch and freeze. The young man’s slender body twisted and arched in mid-air, like a bow drawn to its limit, his black hair flying back.
Bang!
The young man landed in a crouch, rolling smoothly, as precise and perfect as a tactical textbook, rising to kneel with his gun raised!
Finally, an unmistakable look of confusion appeared in Tang Hao’s eyes. He heard his subordinate ask, “Colonel, should we chase?”
Tang Hao stretched out his hand to stop them—it was too late.
Following his gaze, they saw dozens of zombies in the parking lot below turn around, dropping the bloody remains in their hands, and shambling towards the young man.
The young man seemed surprised by this situation, momentarily stunned when facing the undead.
At the same moment, Tang Hao snatched a soldier’s gun and fired without looking, shooting a zombie in the forehead just a few steps from the young man.
Bang—
The zombie fell, its body covered in necrotic spots, dark purple sticky blood slowly flowing on the dirty ground.
The other zombies continued their moaning approach, unaware.
“Getting bitten means infection!” Tang Hao’s roar came from above: “You must shoot the head!!”
Before his words finished, the young man seemed to wake from a confused dream and suddenly moved—
Tang Hao could barely see how he lifted his foot. In the blink of an eye, he saw him rush out like a whirlwind, brushing past the second zombie.
The young man stepped on the third zombie’s shoulder—a high-security prisoner who had escaped during the zombie outbreak—and then fired several shots, exploding the heads of the zombies reaching for him.
However, more zombies surged forward. Tang Hao, watching from the third-floor window, could clearly see zombies from the street gathering towards them!
—He was running out of bullets!
The young man showed no hesitation or fear, directly leaping forward. He almost stepped on the zombies’ heads and shoulders, each step lightning-fast and incredibly risky.
Within seconds, he had crossed the zombie horde like a forest of branches, landing in a single-knee crouch on the road outside the prison gate.
Tang Hao instantly understood his intention, his eyebrows raising.
As expected, the young man didn’t pause, springing like a cannonball towards the nearest car.
It was an ordinary Toyota Camry, both doors open, with a middle-aged male zombie as the driver, constantly moaning under the restraint of the seatbelt, blue-purple fingers blindly scratching forward.
The young man didn’t look back, shooting the driver’s head, throwing the body out, and swiftly sitting in the driver’s seat, closing the door with a sharp snap.
The zombie corpse fell among the horde, tripping the nearest zombies. Tang Hao lowered his binoculars, his expression slightly dark.
“Colonel, we must retreat immediately.”
The solid iron shutter at the hall’s end, under the zombies’ relentless pounding, was about to collapse. Concrete chunks fell, and with a nerve-wracking screech, it was torn open.
Ragged, bloody zombies poured in like a tide. The front-line soldiers fired, and the prison hall instantly became a bloody battlefield!
Tang Hao strode forward, shrugging his shoulder, unslinging the MP5 submachine gun from his back, pouring a storm of bullets at the zombies climbing into the hall, sending rows of undead flying back from the 9mm Luger’s massive impact.
“Colonel!”
Tang Hao fought and retreated, not looking back, his left hand sweeping down sharply: “Go!”
The soldiers quickly retreated through the safe corridor. In the last moment of crossing the threshold, Tang Hao’s gaze moved from the zombies’ horrific faces to the floor-to-ceiling window—
On the street filled with zombies, ruins, and abandoned vehicles, the silver Camry cut through like an arrow through bloody waves, quickly disappearing at the street’s fiery end.
Tang Hao retracted his gaze, kicked the safe corridor door shut, trapping the zombies in the hall. As the soldiers rushed to the roof, he sharply caught a hint of something, his throat bobbing on his sturdy neck.
—That was the sweet, tempting Omega pheromone coming from his camouflage sleeve.
“Colonel?” the soldier asked.
Tang Hao climbed the stairs two steps at a time, pointing his gun at the blood stains on his sleeve: “After returning to base, extract the DNA and cross-reference it with the city’s population registration database. I want to know the identity background of this Omega.” His subordinate nodded.
★ Chapter 2
When the apocalypse arrived, densely populated cities instantly became hell, with crashed vehicles, rolling smoke and flames on both sides of the streets, zombies wandering back and forth, and scattered corpses covering the roads.
Stores stood with open doors, broken glass everywhere, shelves as if swept by a tornado, walls splattered with blood and black-red handprints.
