Chapter 1152: The Vent Just Enough for Winter to Leave



Chapter 1152: The Vent Just Enough for Winter to Leave

Time flies.

In a blink of an eye, they had lunch in the cold storage, rested for a while, and contacted the West District again.

"Buyan said he sent a helicopter over. It should arrive by evening. Once the helicopter arrives, it will fire missiles. By then, the manpower he brought should be enough to deal with the remaining zombies."

Zhou Er put away the canned food and turned around to sit with Fang Si to monitor the situation outside.

Some zombies have appeared in the supermarket, all of them coming down the escalator from the first floor. The iron door leading to the garage is still closed, but it has been banging loudly. From another camera, it can be seen that layers of black shadows have accumulated in front of the door, all banging against it forcefully and mechanically.

Others are on the first floor and higher floors.

Fang Si stared at the garage door and said slowly,

"This door... is the same as the cold storage door... So, if this door is knocked open, then the cold storage door will also be unsafe."

Zhou Er nodded to show that he understood, and looked at the screen with a serious look.

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It didn't take too long. Even though everyone was praying silently in their hearts, the door at the entrance of the supermarket was still completely knocked open with a loud bang. The door panel, which had already become uneven, slammed against the wall and never had a chance to bounce back.

A tide of zombies swarmed in, instantly making the supermarket, which originally had not many zombies, crowded.

After their impulsive rush in, they began to wander around the shelves aimlessly. The flickering broken lights illuminated the ragged, skinny, and mutilated figures, making it look like a silent horror movie.

Everyone started to get nervous, even their breathing became much lighter.

The cold storage is located right below the escalator. If any zombies coming down from above notice this door, they will easily be attacked by all the zombies.

The door just now only lasted for an hour. This door has the same structure, and I'm afraid it will be in great danger by then.

I don’t know if it’s true that what you worry about will come true.

The next second, a pair of blue-white eyes appeared on the screen.

It was a zombie that had just accidentally fallen from the escalator. When it looked up, it saw the door hidden under the stairs.

"Don't come, don't come."

Ling Zhi muttered unconsciously, but in the end he could only watch the zombie staggering towards this side, getting closer and closer to the camera, and finally slamming into the closed metal door.

The noise attracted other zombies, and more and more living dead began to slowly walk towards this side.

"Oh shit!"

Ling Zhi couldn't help but curse, then turned his head to look at Ye Ku.

"Boss, what should we do? We only have an hour, and then we have to wait at least half an hour before we can locate and successfully launch the missile."

"What else can I do?"

The man looked at the screen, his smile a bit cold and sharp.

"Either explode them or be crushed by them."

He raised his chin, his movements nonchalant yet dignified.

"Use these boxes to block the door and build a fortress. Hold out as long as you can. If you can't, kill them."

The team members took action immediately.

The boxes and bags filled with rotten meat and other food were moved one by one behind the door and pressed down tightly against the door panel. As more and more of these things were moved, the blocked walls were gradually exposed.

After lifting a box of meat, Tuesday suddenly cried out in surprise.

"Boss! There's an exhaust vent here."

Soon after, his voice dropped again.

"But it's too small."

He glanced at everyone present and said slowly,

"Maybe there's only enough time for Winter to crawl out alone."

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