Zombies' short bodies and flexible speed allow them to easily pass through obstacles, fully demonstrating their advantages in melee sneak attacks.
The people in the gathering point had lost all their courage to resist. Facing the tide of zombies, they could only retreat as hard as they could, wailing and begging for mercy.
The massacre was taking place, and in an instant, the three survivors were surrounded by zombies.
The youngest and strongest person in the crowd immediately threw out the iron rod in his hand, fought off a zombie, and then quickly hid behind the other two.
The other two guys who had no time to react were directly knocked down by the surging zombies, pressed to the ground crazily, and opened their ferocious mouths to eat to their heart's content.
"ah……"
The oldest person didn't even have time to scream, and his neck was bitten off by the zombies. Along with the bloody screams, he was dragged into the dark night by the zombies.
Another survivor was still struggling wildly, waving sticks at random to fight off the zombies, but there were too many zombies. Five or six zombies attacked his neck, shoulders, hands and feet at the same time, and even his stomach was bitten alive by zombies.
The severe pain caused the man to let out a shrill roar, and he was no longer able to make any resistance. He soon became the second person to be knocked down.
The zombies tore off his arm, and their dirty and smelly mouths gnawed at the wound crazily. The loss of a large amount of blood made him wail crazily. He had to turn his eyes for help to Wang Yu behind him, and while wailing, he let out the most piercing screams.
plea,
"Help, help me...ah, it hurts so much!"
"Sorry, I can't save you!" Faced with his companion's call for help, Wang Yu's face turned extremely cold.
He indifferently shifted his gaze and looked at the area where the zombies were most concentrated, but his heart sank a little bit.
The entire gathering point has been completely occupied by zombies. A large number of zombies are rushing towards each passage. At this speed, it won't be long before every corner of the first floor of the cafeteria will be occupied by zombies. By then, I'm afraid not even a single person will be able to move.
There are no places.
"Damn it, why are there so many zombies coming out together? This is completely different from before!"
Wang Yu was a little dumbfounded. Even with his strong combat power as a superpower, he couldn't help but feel chilled and couldn't think of any strategy to deal with the enemy.
And just as his expression kept changing, and he was thinking about whether to get rid of these burdens and escape alone, he caught a glimpse of a tongue of fire from the corner of his eye, which was suddenly projected from the area behind the cafeteria, and then hit the floor hard.
Bang!
After a muffled sound, the mouth of the bottle filled with gasoline immediately shattered, forming a large ball of flame on the ground.
As the gasoline spread, tongues of fire licked rapidly, igniting several zombies in an instant, forcing the zombies who were already rushing in front of the crowd to retreat a little.
"Who's setting the fire?"
Wang Yu's heart moved, and he subconsciously looked behind him at the place where the gasoline bottles were thrown. Then his eyelids twitched fiercely, and soon he saw Meng Fan, who had been arranged by him at the back door, standing on a high place, constantly throwing gasoline in this direction.
bottle.
These gasoline bottles seemed inconspicuous, but they were filled with gasoline. After being thrown vigorously, they drew parabolas in the air, and finally landed in the area with the highest concentration of zombies, and shattered crazily.
The mouth of each exploded bottle will emit a strong smell of gasoline, and when ignited by the flames, it will instantly form a strong tongue of flame, completely igniting many zombies that have squeezed in.
Although zombies have no sense of pain, they have a natural fear of flames. When they find a large amount of flames burning, they roar "Ouch" and even take the initiative to retreat back.
"This kid not only guarded the back door, but he also had the energy to rush here to help?"
But looking at Meng Fan who easily repelled the zombie attack like a magic weapon descending from the sky, Wang Yu's expression turned gloomy to the extreme.
Previously, he deliberately sent Meng Fan to guard the back door, just to use the zombies in the direction of the back door to eradicate this guy who challenged his authority.
Unexpectedly, not only did he not die, he actually came up with such a way in the desperate situation and ran to the front to intervene in the battle here.
Wang Yu was in a bad mood, very angry that this guy was not dead yet, but with that personable smile on his face, he pushed through the crowd blocking him and walked towards the place where Meng Fan threw the gasoline bottle and shouted
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"Meng Fan, you are the one who can actually come up with such a method."
Facing Wang Yu's verbal praise, Meng Fan's expression was very indifferent, and he shook his head coldly, "Stop talking nonsense now, and quickly lead people to retreat. Gasoline can't withstand it for too long, and these zombies will soon be gone."
Come again."
Sure enough, although the method of throwing gasoline can drive away the zombies, there is not much gasoline available in the gathering point, and even this little gasoline will not burn all the zombies to death.
As time goes by, the gasoline will eventually burn out, and then the zombies outside will inevitably take action again.
"Okay, everyone, evacuate first, quickly return to the second floor, and guard this staircase."
At this juncture, Wang Yu no longer cared about Meng Fan's attitude, and hurriedly waved to the survivors to follow him and retreat towards the second floor.
At this time, Meng Fan also threw the last bottle of gasoline at the entrance of the stairs and quickly followed the crowd to evacuate.
Behind him was Xia Xi, who had a dull expression. As if she had been psychologically shocked, she just followed the team silently and didn't speak from the beginning to the end.
Soon, the crowd collectively retreated to the second floor, clinging to the only staircase. Looking at the zombies struggling and retreating in the flames, everyone's face was filled with the joy of surviving the disaster.
It was not easy. In the first melee, they suffered at least ten casualties. Although they were lucky enough to kill many zombies, the number of survivors also dropped sharply.
Only two-thirds of the people were left. Facing nearly eighty or ninety zombies, they were almost ready to be slaughtered. If Meng Fan hadn't killed them in time and used gasoline and flames to drive back the zombies, the number of casualties would have been even higher.
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The battle was so brutal that these ordinary survivors had no choice but to pin their hopes on Wang Yu and Meng Fan. After all, one of them was a powerful superpower, and the other had just helped everyone.
Having escaped a disaster, he is the only reliable person here.
Unfortunately, in the face of these people's praise and flattery, Meng Fan's face looked extremely cold.
"It's better not to waste your energy on complimenting others. As I said, this gasoline won't stop the zombies for long. It won't be long before there will be a second battle."
Although these words were cruel, everyone knew that what Meng Fan said was also true.
Even Wang Yu, who had always looked down on Meng Fan, took the initiative to walk up to him at this time, cleared his throat and asked, "Do you have any good ideas?"