Mist

Chapter 9: Ouroboros

Duan Wen face was extremely pale. Li Chun supported him out. Song Qinglan shouted, “Go!”

Five people plus one wounded fought while retreating. When they came, their impact shattered the glass and the corridor on the left was also blocked. Zombies poured in continuously. The squad was like a headless prey thrown into a trap. It could be said that they had just left a tiger’s den only to enter a wolf’s den!

Amidst the gunshots, waves of zombies were shot to death. The building was like a maze with nowhere to escape.
With a thud, someone knocked open the fire door.

Tang Le who had been silent for a long time shouted, “Here!”
Everyone retreated into the emergency staircase. The emergency lights turned on, no one was inside.

But very quickly, there was a commotion below. Everyone’s expression changed. A group of zombies had rushed up from below!

“Grrr——-”
“Grrr——-”
At this moment, the zombies following them poured through the fire door. Under the orange emergency lights, these pale faced humans looked like they were soaked in blood. Together with the large group coming from downstairs, their paths were blocked!
Gunshots sounded rapidly. Blood, flesh and brain matter stained the white walls.
The group retreated to the second floor. Zhou Mingxuan opened the door and swore, “What the fuck?! It’s an exchange office! Even during this age, there are people fucking coming out to handle that?!”

The second floor was completely filled with zombies who couldn’t find an exit. The number couldn’t be estimated.
Tang Le and Zhou Mingxuan quickly closed the door again, ignoring the loud banging on the door and then locked it shut with a chain, “Go up!”

“Can’t go up!” Zhou Mingxuan multitasked and blasted at the zombies chasing after them from below while shouting, “It might be a dead end!”
“Going down is already not an option!” Tang Le roared, “Now what do we do?!”

Everyone had no choice but to retreat. When they reached the fourth floor, Ji Yushi suddenly said, “Go to the sixth floor!”
Li Chun who carried Duan Wen was almost in tears. He was in disbelief, “Up again?!”

Song Qinglan gritted his teeth and shot. The zombies in front of him scrambled over the corpses that were piling up. There was no end in sight. He shouted, “Go!”

“Clang!”
The fire door on the sixth floor was knocked open. It was quiet.
With the light coming in from the emergency staircase, a zombie was spotted as soon as it rushed out from the darkness and it was shot dead by Zhou Mingxuan who was at the front, leading the squad.

“Close the door!”
“Find something to barricade it!”

A flashlight turned on in the darkness and a noise followed.
Song Qinglan’s hearing was sharp and he quickly ordered in a low voice, “Quiet!”

Under the chaotic flashlight beam, a female zombie appeared from around the corner.
“Swoosh—–” A hole appeared on the zombie’s head. Her grey eyes widened and she then collaped onto the ground.

Ji Yushi’s black eyes were bright. In his hands was the white Diamond Bird which had a silencer installed at some unknown point in time.

There were some sounds of impact coming from the fire door behind them which were mixed with the zombie’s growls.
The silencer solution made it difficult for the zombies to find them. They only lingered outside the door for a while before their chaotic and frenzied footsteps quickly moved further up the building.

They were temporarily safe.

The light was bright and a little dazzling. Tang Le had found the power switch on the wall.
The decorations here were very exaggerated; crystal lamps, pink cotton candy-like sofas, marble and glass walls. This group of straight men couldn’t understand what kind of place this was.