The Undead

He couldn’t escape the experimental site, so he could only run along the circular metal wall, with the zombie closely pursuing. Several times Si Nan felt his clothes’ back being hooked, but at critical moments, he would break free again, barely avoiding the zombie’s pursuit using large equipment.

After all, the zombie wasn’t a living person and wasn’t very agile among the complex equipment, smashing countless machines with loud bangs. In the dim light, one chasing and one escaping, running seven or eight laps around the football field-sized experimental site. Si Nan was truly at his limit, almost coughing blood while running, when he suddenly tripped on a cable, falling forward.

The zombie crushed an iron chair with one foot, its decaying breath right behind him. Si Nan drew his dagger, like a silent fish in the air, pressing the blade against the zombie’s throat. The zombie lowered its head and roared, its sharp teeth almost touching Si Nan’s head, yet the blade couldn’t penetrate its neck!

Si Nan had never been this close to death before. Each second of stalemate felt like a year. His arm muscles bulged with veins, and blood even seeped from his fingernail crevices due to excessive exertion. The zombie’s mouth inched closer, almost touching Sinan’s eyelashes! At that moment, a voice came from above: “Sinan!!”

Yan Hao knelt on one knee, carrying an assault rifle: “Get out of there!!” Sinan fell backward, using the knife blade pressed against the zombie’s neck to slide back several meters along the ground. As the zombie tried to get up, Yan Hao pulled the trigger—The 9mm armor-piercing bullet shot out, precisely hitting the zombie and instantly blasting it away!

This coordination was impeccable.

Page 82 of 401
error: Content is protected !!