"What the hell, why are there so many of them? How should I kill them?"
"President, are we still going to fight the zombies? To be honest, I'm a little scared!"
"Oh my god, it's been a few months since the apocalypse. This is the first time I've seen so many people. I want to go back to the dormitory."
Several college students showed timid looks. The zombies were lying on the iron door, stretching out their bloody arms to try to grab the people behind the door.
The tall iron door was hit and swayed, as if it would collapse in the next moment.
Liang Yingsheng held the thorn tightly and used every opportunity to stab a zombie's head close to the gap in the iron door.
"Damn, this beauty dares to kill zombies. What are we afraid of? Come on, brothers!"
The president of the baseball club shouted loudly and rushed over with a baseball bat.
He used all his brute strength to pass through the gap in the iron door and hit the zombie hard with the baseball bat.
‘Ho ho——’
Liang Yingsheng raised his voice, "Everyone, do you want to experience what it feels like to set fire to a group of zombies?"
The moonlight was cold, and the fine light shone on Liang Yingsheng's face. Her little face was tense, and her dark pupils were filled with firelight.
However, the number of these zombies far exceeded everyone's expectations. There were thousands of them, trying to climb up the iron gate like hungry wolves attacking tigers.
At the beginning of October, the temperature gradually dropped, and it was even a little cool when standing on this observation deck at night.
Cao Lei stood on the observation deck and fired two shots at the zombies from time to time.
Liang Qiuwen stood on the balcony holding a telescope. The dormitory they lived in faced the playground and was blocked by the building next door. He could only see half of the main entrance.
Suddenly, fire burst out from outside the iron gate, and Liang Yingsheng lit the paper balls and threw them at the zombies covered in gasoline.
Zhou Lanxin nodded hurriedly, "I know, I know, go and see how your sister is doing."
"Comrade Cao, I need a chicken, a live chicken."
Cao Lei had already guessed that Liang Yingsheng was going to spray gasoline on these zombies and then light them on fire. Seeing that she wanted live chickens, he didn't hesitate.
That's fine, give this delicate little brother more exercise.
"Shuai Lu, go catch two and bring them over. Speed, run faster!"
Although I don’t know if there is a time limit in the space, at least a few days is enough.
The green belt in the school is all used for growing fruits and vegetables. There are quite a lot of spray cans, but the amount of gasoline is limited. No one knows what use these things are, and they feel distressed while filling them with gasoline.
"No, I'm worried about Sheng Sheng. I'll clean up the things. Zhi Mo, go and have a look. If you can't resist, bring your sister back. If it doesn't work, let's hide in the space."
Marshal Lu summoned some women to help fill the tank with gasoline.
There were terrifying faces pressed against the iron door, densely packed together. Some had missing eyeballs, some had half of their faces torn off, and some had relatively intact skin, but their ferocious expressions still made people feel numb.
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Unscrewing the lid of the spray bottle, Liang Yingsheng poured a full bottle of gasoline down, and then took the branch from Liang Zhimo.
Several college students responded loudly: "Of course I do."
He took the spray bottle from Liang Zhimo, stepped on the low stool, and aimed the spray bottle at the zombies below to water it.
Liang Zhimo was in charge of lighting the fire. As soon as Liang Yingsheng gave the order, he would immediately light the branches and throw them outside the wall.
"Zhi Mo, go get the spray bottle from the cart."
Smelling the smell of blood, the zombies became even more crazy. Groups of zombies swarmed in, like stacks of Arhats. With the chicken as the center, they quickly formed a small hill.
‘Ho ho——’
"Mom, if you go out, you will only make me worried."
"Beauty, you don't really plan to burn these zombies, it's impossible!"
Just in time, Marshal Lu came over with two chickens.
From time to time, messy footsteps could be heard upstairs and downstairs. Everyone was in a panic, fearing that the pure land of doom that they had finally arrived at was gone.
Cao Lei still had the last few rounds of bullets left, and the bullets of the other military and police officers had also been exhausted.
Hearing Liang Zhimo's voice, Liang Yingsheng was instantly unhappy and turned back to glare at him: "I didn't ask you to go back to the dormitory to protect your parents. What are you doing here?"
Although these college students are young, they are all enthusiastic owners. Whenever they see a zombie climbing the iron gate, they will pick up a baseball bat and hammer it hard.
"What good ideas do you have, beauty?"
Roaring sounds came one after another, and the zombies seemed to have no pain. They continued to climb up the iron door regardless of the flames that were gradually spreading on their bodies.
"But, we finally raised a batch of chickens, what do you want to do, Senior Brother Cao?"
The president of the baseball club was stunned at first, then kicked the person next to him, "Four, don't be in a daze, come on, come with me to help the beautiful woman burn the zombies!"
The area of the observation deck is limited, and it is already too crowded for five people to stand there. So each person just holds two spray cans, and sprays the gasoline on the zombies like it's free of charge.
Liang Yingsheng raised his eyebrows and smiled extraordinarily loudly, "What's impossible?"
When Liang Zhimo arrived, he happened to see this scene. He looked around in a panic and finally found Liang Yingsheng on the observation deck.
"Mom is worried about you. If I don't come, it will be her."
In the dormitory, hearing the gunfire outside, Zhou Lanxin finally couldn't help but want to break out of the door, but Liang Zhimo quickly stopped her with his sharp eyesight.
Liang Zhimo had no choice but to pick up the dagger given by Liang Yingsheng and said, "You guys lock the door. My sister and I will knock on the door when we come back."
"Zhimo, go find some dead wood branches," he said, kneeling on the low wall and looking at the group of college students below, "What are you doing in a daze? Tell two people to come up and sprinkle oil!"
Half an hour later, Marshal Lu came over with a cart with a dozen spray cans filled with gasoline.
Handing the spray bottle to Cao Lei, Liang Yingsheng took the chicken and took out a folding knife and slashed the chicken's neck without hesitation.
"I can barely see it. There are a lot of them. Please pack your valuables. We may have to be prepared to escape at any time."
"The method works," Cao Lei said with a face of joy, "It's just that these zombies are too scattered, and we have limited gasoline."
Not caring about anything else, he followed up and said, "Sister."
"I heard that the noise was really loud, Lao Liang, did you see it?"
"Senior Brother Cao has brought the things. Why are there so many zombies? Should we tell everyone first to be ready to retreat at any time?"
Blood instantly overflowed, and he aimed at the bottom and threw the chicken out.
When the number of zombies piled up more and more, he let go and the ignited branches fell on the zombies.
What happened to his senior brother? Why did he suddenly listen to a girl?
After killing one, the others follow, and the succession is endless.
Cao Lei was a little unhappy, "Stop talking nonsense and listen to Miss Liang from now on!"
"Senior Brother Cao, here comes the chicken."
'boom--'
The fire filled the sky, and with the night wind, the fire gradually spread, and the surrounding zombies were also surrounded by the fire.
In Jiangnan Middle School, the survivors lay in front of the windows and looked at the sky filled with flames.
"Why is there such a big fire? Will anything happen to us?"