Bang!

Bang bang!

The impact of the iron door hit everyone's hearts like a giant hammer. The thick iron door was bumped into pieces, and the door bolts fixed to the wall began to deform, and the cement peeled down.

"They are here!"

Zhang Ping'an looked back at the team members around him. Under the dim emergency light, more than a dozen young and haggard faces were pale.

A young team member's voice was trembling, "Captain, can we escape this time?"

Escape? Where else can you escape?

Zhang Ping'an's heart had long been cold. Since he found zombies coming over the sentry guard outside the base three days ago, he had expected this to be the ending, but he didn't expect that the base with powerful force would be defeated so quickly and thoroughly!

The two-hour sentry defense line was broken, and five satellite bases on the periphery were destroyed one after another in ten hours. In less than 47 hours, millions of mutated zombies formed a siege on the main base.

After three years, the zombies that have been constantly alienated have become extremely powerful and have destructive destructive power, and ordinary guns are difficult to pose a threat to them. What's even more terrifying is that they have become more organized and their wisdom has been significantly improved. They no longer stay in a daze all day and wander around.

In contrast, human power seems so weak, and layers of defense are like paper in front of the overwhelming zombies. This largest armed base in China, which has a population of millions, is currently known as the last survival fortress of China.

Their data communication team with less than ten people hid in the underground computer room for three days, and now they cannot escape the fate of death.

Zhang Ping'an felt empty in his heart. He thought that he had already worn himself into numbness and indifference in this world, but at the moment of death, he still felt unstoppable sadness and confusion.

The virus suddenly broke out in December 2012. Overnight, friends, neighbors, and passers-by around him turned into terrifying zombies, wandering around, attacking humans, and devouring flesh and blood. After surviving, he began to escape like a wild dog and seeking survival. Some people along the way became food for zombies, some people simply went crazy, and more people became human-eating devils.

Human beings may be able to unite and help each other in the face of controllable disasters, but when the entire group is in despair and hunger, morality and human nature have become ridiculous. Over the past two years, he has traveled to three or four settlements, and what he saw was people crazily killing each other for food and selfish desires. Natural disasters and man-made corpses are everywhere. Tens of millions of survivors in China, dozens of settlements of all sizes have fallen one after another. In more than three years, dozens of survivors have survived.

Living people live in fear and despair all the time, and more and more dead people are constantly aggravating this emotion.

Now everyone outside is dead, and the last base is destroyed.

Human beings... perish...

"Maybe, dying is not a bad thing. If you die, you will be free..." Zhang Ping'an sighed and leaned against the wall.

Bang! Bang!

The iron gate could not withstand the continuous impact of the zombies. There was a crisp sound on the ground. The door bolt on the left side broke and flew away. The closed iron gate creaked and twisted inward, revealing a gap, and several gray and thick arms stretched in from the gap.

Zhang Ping'an touched his pocket, took out a bag of blood-stained cigarette and a wrinkled photo. The cigarette was picked up by a high-rise corpse at a base torn by a zombie. A few days ago, such a pack of extremely ordinary cigarettes could be exchanged for two beautiful women or more than a dozen kilograms of rice.

He took out one and took a slight shot, sniffed a smoke ring, and took out all the high-explosion grenades from his bag.

Bang!

The iron gate was finally knocked open, and the mutated zombies rushed up very quickly.

Zhang Ping'an took a last look at the family photo in the photo, let go of his hand, and the high-explosive grenade holder flew out, "This dog-day zombie, the dog-day chaotic world... This nightmare is over!"

boom!

The fire burst out, and Zhang Ping'an felt himself flying.

***

"Zhang Ping'an, get up for me!"

Zhang Ping'an felt his head shocked, and he suddenly became shocked. His shoulders and back hit the wall behind him, making a dull sound. The computer keyboard on the desk was brought to the ground by his arm and fell apart.

"Damn public property, okay." A fat man stood in front of him, his fat face shaking, and his hands slapped on the table again, "The performance is not completed, and he still has the face to sleep during working hours. I will send you four or five thousand a month to let you sleep here? Hum?"

Zhang Ping'an was stunned. What's going on? Why am I here?

In the small office, there were a crowded desk, and more than a dozen colleagues sat down with their heads buried in their heads to pretend to do things, but their eyes couldn't help but glance at themselves secretly.

Isn’t this the Internet business company that he worked in the end, and the fat man standing in front of him was the manager Liu Bapi Liu Wencai? Shouldn’t he be infected with the virus long ago and become a member of the zombie army?

Wait, why is this scene so familiar... Three years ago, the day when the virus broke out, I was caught by Fatty Liu because I was too sleepy and napping for several days. After saying a few words to him, Fatty Liu took the opportunity to slap himself, and even relied on the unpaid salary that month. It was precisely because of this that I got off work early and went home in a mess, and by chance I avoided the first wave of zombie attacks with the largest number of deaths.

Could it be...

A thought came to Zhang Ping'an's mind, and his breathing suddenly became rapid. He touched his pocket. As expected, the phone was still in his habitual left trouser pocket. He held it in his hand and pressed it, and the screen lit up.

December 20, 2012 at 11:37 am!

It was really three years ago!

Reborn by himself?

Zhang Ping'an was shocked. If he really returned to December 21, then the virus would break out on a large scale in six hours, and relatives and friends would turn into zombies, and he would have to experience the lonely and dark end of the world again, and then finally be eaten by the zombies that have become increasingly powerful?

So fucking fucking!

Is there anything more to cheat than this?

"I'm talking to you, why are you in a daze? I haven't woken up yet? I don't want to do it, right? I don't want to do it, so I'm getting out of here. The company won't keep idle people!" Seeing Zhang Ping'an staring at his phone in a daze, Fatty Liu felt that he was ignored, and he became angry and started yelling.

Zhang Ping'an took a deep breath. Three years of cruel life experience made him calm down quickly. What he should face is to face. If he can't escape, he must face the challenge. Since he knew in advance that the virus would break out in six hours, facing this human catastrophe again, he must do something and hold his destiny in his own hands.

The most urgent task at the moment is to leave here as soon as possible and seize the time to prepare for response.

He put his phone back in his pocket, thought for a while, suddenly looked at Fatty Liu, and asked, "Your car is parked downstairs?"

Liu Wencai was stunned, "What?"

Zhang Ping'an had no time to talk nonsense, stepped forward, supported his hand on the table, and jumped over the desk in the air, landing in front of Fatty Liu.

"Give me the car key!" Zhang Ping'an's tone was very plain, but he showed unquestionable determination.

Fatty Liu was startled and took a step back involuntarily.

Zhang Ping'an stretched out his hand, grabbed Fatty Liu's collar, and pulled it in front of him.

"Ma, what do you want to do! I..." Fatty Liu was very strong and struggled hard, but he couldn't break free. He opened his mouth and cursed when he looked up, but he saw Zhang Ping'an's sharp eyes, quiet, and a sense of coldness. Fat Liu's mind was trembling for no reason, and his mouth opened, swallowing half of the words back into his stomach.

"Why is this kid different from usual?" Fatty Liu was a soldier when he was young. He had seen Zhang Ping'an's wolf-like look. Only veterans who have actually been on the battlefield, killed people, and blood have seen it. How could Zhang Ping'an have such murderous aura?

Fatty Liu thought about it and found it ridiculous. Zhang Ping'an was in the company for more than half a year. He knew the materials he had been in the company. How could he be so anxious? This made the others in the company see it and they lost all their face.

Fatty Liu shouted, pushed him hard, and punched Zhang Ping'an in the face.

As soon as he raised his fist, Zhang Ping'an let go of his hand, and at the same time he turned his body and flashed to one side, hooked his feet, and pushed Liu Wencai's shoulder with one palm.

thump!

Fatty Liu suddenly lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground, knocking down a table with a bang, and his fat body slammed on the floor. Everyone in the office felt the floor trembling suddenly.

Fatty Liu screamed in pain and roared loudly. Just as he was about to stand up, Zhang Ping'an had already walked up and kicked his toes hard on the back of his head.

The kick was fierce and accurate, without any drag. Fatty Liu groaned, and his head hit the ground again, and he never moved again.

Zhang Ping'an bent down and touched Liu Wencai, found the wallet and a bunch of keys in his hand.

All this happened too quickly. In less than a minute, the fierce conflict and the shocking scene shocked every colleague in the company. They did not react until Fatty Liu fell to the ground and screamed. A young colleague opened his mouth wide, "It's too ruthless to attack, shouldn't he be beaten to death?"

"Fuck me, it's so awesome. It's more than 200 kilograms, and I'll be knocked down after one meeting. I can't tell that I can beat you so hard... Fatty Liu is usually quite arrogant, and it's not a good thing." The colleagues in the company hid far away, and no one dared to come up to check it out, pointing and muttering in a low voice.

Zhang Ping'an found what he wanted, got up and went back to his desk, took his shoulder bag and walked towards the door.

"Hey, where are you going..." A female colleague wearing glasses came over.

Zhang Ping'an stopped and looked at her.

"Zhang Ping'an, he scolds you a few words, and you can just say that you will deduct at most some bonuses. What should I do if I mess with him? Oh, what should I do?" The female colleague complained in a voice, with a worried look on her face.

Zhang Ping'an smiled slightly. He remembered this female colleague, a very kind little girl. She was a little interested in him on weekdays and often had dinner together.

It is rare that she still plucked up the courage to remind herself at this time. Zhang Ping'an knew that she was out of good intentions. Fatty Liu had some background and made a lot of money with this. However, no matter how awesome the background is, it will be cloudy in a few hours.

"It's okay," Zhang Ping'an said seriously, "You'll go home from get off work now, lock the door and don't come out.

"Uh?" The girl with glasses was stunned.

Zhang Ping'an said calmly, "The end of the world is coming soon, staying here will be dead."

Before the girl with glasses could react, everyone around her laughed when they heard this.

"Is he crazy? It's so happy..."

Zhang Ping'an narrowed his eyes and suddenly made an action that made everyone dumbfounded. He suddenly reached out and grabbed the girl's collar and pulled it down.

"Wow!" The buttons of the shirt were stretched out, revealing a snow-white chest.

"You're crazy!" The girl was stunned, covering her chest with her hands, her face full of incredible feelings.

Wow! My colleagues in the office were so excited all of a sudden. What day is this? What kind of good show is going on!

"You can go home now." Zhang Ping'an smiled and walked straight out of the door.
Chapter completed!