Chapter 179: Dead Siege Practice (XVI)
When Tang Xinjue received the call for the second time, she was climbing over the school wall.
As they had expected, the main entrance area connecting the dormitory area and the teaching area was filled with unprecedented prosperity and bustle, as if it was specially designed to block the students' passage. Almost half of the zombies in the school were having a party here, and the traffic was blocked like a subway during the morning rush hour.
To pick up Zhang You, climbing over the wall became the only option.
"Hello? Heart Technique?"
Zheng Wanqing's voice was lost in the gentle sound of the grass falling.
The person on the other end of the line sounded happy: "It's a good thing I didn't leave the medical building directly, otherwise I wouldn't have run into those two! They gave me your contact information... By the way, where are you now?"
Tang Xin Jue simply determined the direction and asked, "Where are you?"
Zheng Wanqing was delighted: "Oh, I'm in a room on the third floor of the medical building. There's a student base here, and they're chasing me outside!"
Tang Xin Jue: "..."
"It doesn't sound like a good thing. Do you need help?"
"No need, I'll just jump out of the window and find you. It's just that there are two other students here, and their situation is a bit complicated right now."
Zheng Wanqing quickly told what had just happened.
She sneaked into the stronghold mainly to find a phone, but after finding it, she remembered that the school had a power outage. She happened to meet two students who claimed to know Tang Xinjue, so she rescued them from the stronghold and stole two mobile phones.
According to her, the fighting ability of the stronghold organizers was almost negligible. Until this group of people found that they could not defeat the enemy even with all their helpers, they secretly took out several syringes from the second floor and injected them into the "helpers".
"That stuff is like stimulants, but it's incredibly strange. One tube is red and the other is black. The red one is used to stab their own people, and the black one is used to stab us."
Zheng Wanqing escaped the stab wound, but the two students she had saved were not spared. She took them into hiding in a room and witnessed their painful convulsions and gradual transformation into zombies.
Tang Xinjue could hear not only Zheng Wanqing's voice in the microphone, but also the banging of the door and painful groans.
After receiving the red injection, the students at the base not only experienced a surge of frenzy and increased strength, but also became almost insensitive to pain and danger. Zheng Wanqing quipped that if the virus turned people into dead zombies, then the red injection turned them into "living zombies," monsters that knew only to obey and attack.
How could this kind of drug appear in the hands of ordinary students?
"Another injection..." Tang Xinjue's mind moved.
In the East Gate Canteen stronghold, the organizers forced students to inject a black liquid.
They are all controlled by a handful of organizers who control hundreds of students, with a cold and treacherous attitude. It doesn't seem like true protection, but rather exploitation and oppression, while the relationships between them are also competitive and hostile...
Zheng Wanqing suddenly exclaimed, "It seems the zombie transformation of these two has stopped?"
But the crazy howling and banging outside the door continued, which should not be because the reagent time limit has expired.
While Zheng Wanqing was narrating, she observed closely and found that the two people's bodies were no longer twitching, their breathing had not stopped, and their vital signs were obviously becoming stable.
Although the ulcers and wounds on her skin were still shocking, she could feel that the mutation that had just come with such force had been in vain, and the two people in front of her had returned to normal.
"Ugh, ugh—"
The girl with a hairstyle similar to Guo Guo's woke up first. As soon as she opened her eyes, she started vomiting, digging her throat and spitting out a lot of dirty blood and broken tissue. Her complexion actually recovered a lot.
She looked up blankly: "I, I'm alive again?"
A few seconds later, the same thing happened to the other boy. Zheng Wanqing made a quick decision: "As long as he wakes up, let's go first!"
The sofas, tables and chairs against the iron door were shaking, and the door lock was even more precarious.
She quickly climbed downstairs from the window and caught the two people who jumped down one after another. She was about to leave, but was stopped by Tang Xinjue's words.
Tang Xin Jue said, "Those injections are likely related to the zombie virus. They are using students as petri dishes."
Zheng Wanqing was stunned, recalling the scene she had just seen. The students on the first floor were mostly listless, with abnormal pus-filled sores on their bodies.
This is the medical building. There's plenty of food, water, and medical supplies on the second and third floors, but not a single bandage for these students. Plus, there are these unusual groups of zombies gathering outside the building...
Under the confused gazes of the boys and girls, Zheng Wanqing turned around, walked to the main entrance of the medical building, and smashed it down with a shovel!
On the other side, Tang Xinjue crossed the road intersection and successfully met Zhang You who had rushed over.
Before Zhang You could catch his breath, he heard a loud noise from Tang Xinjue's phone.
"Is this Wanqing banging on the door?"
She knew it without having to guess, because Guo Guo would not make such a big fuss.
Then there was the sound of the door opening. After a commotion , Zheng Wanqing's voice brightened again:
"I didn't bang on the door. I just knocked twice to warn them that those psychos are on the third floor now. If anyone wants to run, they can."
As for what the students choose, that is their own business.
"Oh, by the way, I also brought two people out with me. You guys can study them later... Hey, hurry up and follow me."
She reminded the two people behind her.
The two students were running panting: "But boss, you are too fast..."
They wanted to follow, but they couldn't catch up at all!
Although they were exhausted, the benefits were obvious - the pursuers from the stronghold were left far behind by them and soon disappeared without a trace.
Following Tang Xinjue's guidance, Zheng Wanqing took a detour along a road with fewer zombies, and the two teams finally met in a supermarket.
"I'm glad everyone is okay."
Zhang You checked and confirmed that Zheng Wanqing and the other two showed no signs of infection.
The unlucky boy and girl who had been unlucky all morning were named Yang Hang and Sun Qian. They still had horrible sores from the black potion on their bodies. They hadn't noticed them while they were busy running for their lives, but now they were almost frightened to death by the sight of them.
"I'm going to die, I must be dying..."
Yang Hang collapsed to the ground, as if he saw himself about to turn into .
Sun Qian was much calmer. She trusted Tang Xinjue and his team's judgment more. Moreover, she had experienced near-death experiences before, but now she seemed healthier than she had been this morning.
"I also feel that I have no symptoms of infection."
She thought for a moment and said confidently, "Many infected people will become ill within an hour, and the more intense the exercise, the faster the onset. If the two of us were infected, we would have mutated while running just now."
Yang Hang's eyes were blurred with tears: "Really? But even if we didn't die, we are disfigured."
Sun Qian was speechless: "...Then next time you die, I'll disfigure you for you, okay?"
"When you were at the East Gate Student Base, did you have any abnormal reactions every time you injected the medicine?" Tang Xinjue suddenly asked.
Sun Qian was stunned, and after a moment's thought, she hesitated and said, "Actually, after the injection, we can't remember much. I just remember that my whole body was in pain, I was twitching, I couldn't breathe, and my head was as confused as in a dream. It lasted for more than an hour."
"No skin ulcers or zombie-like conditions?"
The girl shook her head: "No."
The two black injections are obviously different varieties.
According to her additional recollections, the East Gate cafeteria base was completely different from the infirmary base. The organizers in the cafeteria didn't rely on injections to control the students; they were outnumbered and used violence, while the organizers in the infirmary were even more shady.
For ordinary students, the level of terror is comparable.
Tang Xin Jue continued to ask, "Will there be hallucinations? Not just after the injection."
This time, Sun Qian thought for a longer time before answering, "It seems... yes?"
She and Yang Hang looked at each other.
Yang Hang sniffed. "Every time I inject that thing, I have the illusion that I'm dead and lying in the sun on the sports field."
Sun Qian frowned tightly, initially unable to speak. But when she looked into Tang Xinjue's eyes, the pent-up fear seemed to be inexplicably diluted, and she couldn't help but say:
"Sometimes I dream that I'm completely dead. Not turning into a zombie, but dying in a more terrifying and desperate way than a zombie..."
She shuddered violently, her expression became dazed again, and she couldn't remember the rest of the content.
Sitting opposite each other, Tang Xinjue and Zhang You Wanqing looked at each other and saw the same guess in each other's eyes.
Tang Xinjue's voice dropped slightly. "What kind of clothes does the organizer usually wear?"
Sun Yang and his partner were puzzled: "They were all wearing the same thing, white with red stripes, like sportswear."
606 three people:!
At this moment, the two students' stories overlapped with Guo Guo's prophetic hallucination, pointing to the same answer that was about to come out -
The organizer of the East Gate Canteen stronghold was the executor of the sacrifice!
What about the organizers of the medical building? What role do they play in this instance? Before the three could ask further questions, Tang Xinjue suddenly heard a slight noise and raised his shovel to block the way.
"Someone."
The five people became nervous at the same time and looked around intently. They heard the sound in the silent air becoming clearer and closer - finally stopping behind a shelf.
After a rustling sound, the entire shelf was pushed open from the middle to both sides, revealing the space behind it.
Behind the shelves, a group of dusty-faced students cautiously emerged. The moment they saw Tang Xinjue and the others, their expressions were even more horrified than Yang Hang's:
"There are zombies, run!"
The leader turned around and ran in without hesitation, but forgot that there was a group of people crowded behind him. Suddenly, the shoes at the back stepped on the shoes at the front and the crotch got stuck. They fell one after another like dominoes, and fell in a mess amid exclamations and screams.
"Don't panic. The zombies can't run as fast as us. We can make it back. Once we get back to our base, we'll be safe! Don't panic!"
The leader shouted at the top of his lungs, completely forgetting that he was at the back of the crowd and couldn't move the teammate who had fallen in front of him no matter how hard he pushed.
Tang Xinjue and his group: "..."
Do they look like zombies?
Yang Hang sniffed and said tentatively, "Um, classmate, we are not zombies."
The leader glanced at him and turned back decisively: "You're all corpse-like, you're kidding! Everyone, run quickly, we'll be safe once we get back to the base..."
"stronghold?"
Tang Xin Jue caught this word.
She remembered that in addition to the two bases at the East Gate Medical Clinic, there was also a third base that had the least presence until now.
"Are you from the Student Affairs Center?"
The author has something to say:
False stronghold: An Ran guards the house without worrying about food and drink, and Rong Mama who has mutated after being pricked by an acupuncture needle
The real stronghold: the poor unlucky people who work hard in the jungle together
