Sinan’s voice trembled: “Yan Hao!” Yan Hao’s gaze was unfocused, convulsing in a pool of blood, with countless broken bones and a terrifyingly collapsed chest. The alpha pheromones quickly decayed. Sinan knelt beside him, shaking as he removed his coat, forcefully pressing it against the bleeding wound on Yan Hao’s neck.
“…” Yan Hao mumbled something, but no sound came out. His ears, nose, and throat were blocked with blood.
His consciousness drifted like floating in a warm deep sea. Someone was pressing hard on his neck—he knew it was Sinan. “Don’t speak,” Sinan gasped, “It’s okay, don’t move… don’t speak.”
After four armor-piercing rounds, Zhang Yingjie knelt on the ground and opened a new magazine. His hand trembled while loading, and the bullet actually fell to the ground. As he hurried to pick it up, the zombie suddenly let out a piercing roar and shakily stood up! Half its chest was blown away, with only a few muscle fibers hanging from its left arm, yet it somehow wasn’t dead—it charged straight towards Sinan’s back!
The magazine clicked into place. Zhang Yingjie raised his gun to aim but couldn’t focus. His vision was blurry, the target splitting into double images at this distance. A slight deviation could hit Yan Hao and Sinan.
As if the last drop of blood in his dying body rushed to his head, Zhang Yingjie gasped and stood up. I’m about to die anyway, what am I afraid of? Holding his breath like an angry lion, he jumped down from the pit with a heavy machine gun! The zombie crossing the experimental field was pounced on by Zhang Yingjie falling from the sky, erupting in a series of strange cries.
Then Zhang Yingjie straddled it, jamming the assault rifle directly into its mouth! Bang! The zombie’s bandages scattered. Bang!! Blood erupted from its seven orifices. The zombie shrieked sharply, flinging Zhang Yingjie away with one arm! Zhang Yingjie crashed into the scattered debris, motionless. The zombie was like a haphazardly assembled skeleton. Its skull was almost completely crushed. Standing there, it looked around blankly, seemingly unable to find a target.
