Chapter 301: The Evacuation Begins
"Retreat! Retreat now!"
"Run! Run!"
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A constant cacophony of noise rose from the crowd.
The moment the human forces ceased all firepower, the Death Legion in the distance resumed its advance.
Previously, the zombie horde's encirclement had shrunk to about 40 meters, but after bombing by bombers, the encirclement was pushed back by more than 100 meters.
At this moment, the humans were about 200 meters away from the main force at the forefront of the zombie horde.
Although the zombie horde is advancing very quickly, it will take about 20 seconds for the zombies to arrive completely.
Even the faster, zombified beasts would take about 10 seconds.
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Next, three different situations emerged on the human side of the battlefield.
First of all, those survivors who joined later out of sheer fervor have already developed a fear of this war.
Many people they used to know died before their very eyes. How could these people have ever seen such a scene?
Especially when they see:
A coexistence of alien species, zombies, and zombified beasts?
These zombie-like creatures can even control firearms? ...and so on.
A series of things beyond their comprehension kept appearing here.
These things instilled a deep-seated fear in them.
They figured it out; they finally all figured it out:
This legion of death seemed to be led by mysterious, unknown intelligent beings, carrying out an organized and disciplined attack!
Now that they can stop fighting, they are naturally very happy.
These people ran the fastest, and before long, they all ran back into the passage.
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Then came the soldiers in the guard.
Instead of rushing back into the passage, they took advantage of the remaining time to tidy up the supplies on the ground.
The soldiers quickly collected the firearms and ammunition on the ground, wanting to take as many weapons as possible back with them before they withdrew.
Because the underground research institute had given everything it had for this great battle.
If all these weapons are left here, then they will probably have no ability to resist at all.
However, the soldiers could only retrieve some easily portable weapons; large weapons and slow-moving tanks would definitely not be able to be taken back tonight.
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The last group of people was a bit unusual; instead of retreating back into the passage or collecting the weapons on the ground, they kept running around.
Han Shuo was among them. The moment everyone began to evacuate, he turned around and ran towards the corpse of the nearest alien species.
He kept urging us on as we ran.
"Fatty, Xiao Zhao, hurry up! While the zombie horde is still some distance away, you two need to grab the turbid liquid!"
"Know!"
Actually, even without his reminder, Fatty and Xiao Zhao did the same thing.
Without prior arrangement, the three of them injected themselves with adrenaline to ensure they were in peak physical condition, and frantically scrambled for the turbid liquid on the ground.
When others take adrenaline, it's to escape for their lives, but these three were doing it to steal something?
Just now, many, many alien species died here. At that time, the group didn't have time to collect the turbid liquid. Now, at this moment of evacuation, they have finally found this opening.
The saying goes, "The bold get rich, the timid starve," and at this moment, these three were the bold ones.
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At this moment, the situation at the front was very chaotic, and the noisy shouts kept reaching Han Shuo's ears.
He ignored it completely and focused on doing the task at hand.
brush!
With a single swift stroke, he sliced open the alien's skull, pulled out a bottle, and collected the turbid liquid as quickly as possible.
Although the situation is very critical now, and although they have now been completely defeated.
but!
Han Shuo still refused to give up this opportunity.
He understood that this defeat almost certainly meant the underground research facility would be breached, and they, too, would likely die soon...
Nevertheless, he wanted to make one last effort, to fight for one last chance to survive.
The turbid liquid represents strength; the more he collects now, the greater his chances of surviving.
Even if there's only the slightest chance, he's willing to give it a try.
It was this unwillingness to accept defeat, this refusal to give up, that allowed him and his friends to survive until now.
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And so, Han Shuo bent down and stood up, bent down and stood up...
He kept weaving through the crowd.
Without thinking, he turned around and glanced back, seeing the horde of zombies getting closer and closer. He quickly estimated the approximate time in his mind.
He then calmed himself down and continued collecting the turbid liquid.
A few seconds later, Han Shuo felt that there were fewer and fewer people around him. At this moment, more than 90% of the people here had retreated back into the passage.
Soon, several of the fastest corpse leopards rushed into the crowd.
"Ah! Ah!"
"ah!……"
Screams rang out again, and those who were greedy but powerless were the first to die.
Just then, Steward Wang, who had stayed near the passage to cover the rear of the group, also witnessed this scene.
He shouted anxiously as he slaughtered the scattered zombie beasts.
"What are you still doing! Retreat! Retreat!"
As soon as the voice fell, Han Shuo noticed a corpse leopard rushing towards him. He calmly dodged to the side and then cleaved it in two at the waist with a single strike.
The next moment, he bent down again to pick up the turbid liquid on the ground.
"Just a little longer, a little longer. There aren't too many zombie beasts rushing in. Be careful, you won't die, you won't die..."
He kept repeating this phrase to himself, which was a way of comforting himself.
Two seconds later, when he looked up again, he found that there were only a few scattered people outside the passage.
He, the fat man, Xiao Zhao, Wang Bahu, and two other free agents whose names I can't recall, and then... that was it...
At this moment, only six of them remained who had not yet evacuated, and each of them was still collecting the turbid liquid.
Looking at the ever-approaching horde of corpses and then at the six people in front of him, Steward Wang almost coughed up blood in anger.
He naturally understood why the six people hadn't left yet, and in his extreme anger, he couldn't help but swear.
"Damn it! Do you guys have a death wish?!"
Although Steward Wang said this, his kindness did not lead him to abandon the six people outside.
He rushed over quickly, grabbed the two free men by the collar, and then kicked them both into the passageway.
The next second, he arrived in front of Wang Bahu.
Wang Bahu glanced coldly at his older brother, said nothing more, and ran straight into the passage.
At this moment, the encirclement of the zombie beasts is less than 40 meters away!
At this distance, in just a few seconds, this place would be completely submerged.
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