Chapter 1342 Licheng Crisis 18
The forum crashed and Fu Anan had to turn on the TV.
The press conference inside was reporting on this incident. The official media called these monster-like people zombies. They were the crisis brought about by the ship that departed from Country N and disappeared for three months.
Once bitten, these people will die within a minute. The virus seeks out its prey, so a headshot is essential for complete destruction. Licheng has currently suspended airport takeoffs, subways, trains, and other transportation. Nearby towns and villages have also begun evacuating. The nearest military has already set up roadblocks, completely isolating Licheng.
According to the broadcast announcement, there is a rescue station on the road out of the city, which is specifically used to pick up survivors escaping from the city.
Fu Anan looked at the notice carefully, and now it was probably divided into two situations.
The first one: Stay at home and wait for rescue.
The second option: run away and you will be safe once you leave the city.
Which one to choose?
Fu Anan turned around and looked at the things in her room.
There were large barrels of tap water.
A bag of rice.
And then... the refrigerator was filled to the brim with vegetable leaves.
The kind without any gaps at all!
If you unfold the map of Licheng again, you will find that to get from the harbor area to the exit of the city, you need to pass through the city center and three other districts. The distance is visibly far.
She didn't know how to drive and the road was so long, so Fu Anan chose to stay without hesitation.
She once again carefully sorted through her supplies, finding a few packets of snacks from the sofa and bedside that the thugs had "given" her. With careful planning, she could barely hold out for more than twenty days.
Thinking of this, she looked at the water dispenser again.
She had just gotten this water a few days ago and had drunk less than one-fifth of it.
But even so, she still found all the basins and buckets in the room, turned on the faucet and filled them all, even the smaller cups and bowls, as long as they were not in use.
Only half a day later, the neighborhood and even the entire street became quiet.
With the wrong example set by the apartment building opposite, everyone spoke and acted very quietly. One could even hear the sound of papers being blown by the strong wind outside, and the sound of them scraping against the ground.
Farther ahead, the sounds of explosions, gunshots, screams, and sirens continued to be heard, attracting a large number of zombies with extremely damaged bodies to stagger forward.
Every time he took a step, a large piece of black and rotten flesh fell off his body.
As the wind blew, the stench of decay began to spread.
The people upstairs didn't even dare to vomit, for fear that making the slightest noise would attract thousands of zombies.
It wasn't until six in the afternoon that the tens of thousands of zombies finally left. The road outside was covered in blood and corpses, and there was no living person left.
Finally, someone looked around, and the tightly drawn curtains were quietly opened, revealing a group of frightened faces.
There was someone alive in the apartment building that had been broken into by the zombies. He took out a pen and paper and wrote in large letters, "Help! There are zombies outside my door!"
Many people looked worried, but no one could help him.
All we could do was tell him to stay quiet and wait until the police came to rescue him.
Of course, there are some bolder people. In the apartment building on the left, a boy who looks about 16 or 17 years old is holding a card written with a marker.
"I'm planning to leave the city. Anyone willing to run with me? There's an army there, so we'll be safe there."
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