The sudden heavy rain in the air forced the three of them into the hospital instinctively. It was over twelve o'clock in the afternoon, and the zombies were still in a slow working mode, but they had to evacuate at 3 o'clock in the afternoon, so that time was safe enough.

The hospital was pitch black, with only a trace of light shining through the window, so that the road under your feet could be seen clearly. Logically, Song Beichuan and his group should not take this risk, but Song Beichuan wanted to get useful medicines that could save the lives of his companions when necessary.

He thought this muddy water was worth a visit.

The three people were back to their backs, the fat man was holding a light machine gun, Bai Rongfeng was holding a sword, and Song Beichuan was holding a pistol. The formation of these three people was like a stable triangle.

They trust each other and hand over each other's weakest backs.

Relying on each other and walking carefully, Song Beichuan had the courage to come here, not because he was reckless, but because he had enough confidence to deal with the weak zombies during the day.

In the first few days, Song Beichuan ordered the workers in Anning Village to make a few protective gears for him, including arm guards, shin guards, front chest plaques and other armors.

I don’t know what materials these working people used. These protective gears are light and strong. According to them, they seem to be the materials chosen by Mr. Chen. Song Beichuan did not ask in detail about the specific materials. Anyway, it would be best not to be bitten.

On the first day after getting the protective gear, the fat man was humble. He grabbed a lonely zombie from somewhere, grabbed his head with his big hand, and another hand with the protective gear reached into the zombie's mouth.

The zombie had seen such a good thing, and he quickly bit it, but it couldn't hurt the flesh. However, he finally bit it and refused to let go. When the fat man was annoyed, he pulled his arm out of his mouth, including several teeth.

After testing these protective gears, they were indeed very firm, and combined with the helmet, Song Beichuan dared to take such a big risk.

There were indeed many people in the hospital, but fortunately, most of them were patients. Song Beichuan could not imagine what it would be like to see groups of patients and collectively spray blood during the disaster. Are they also trying to rescue a group of people who could not be saved at all?

The fat man said at this time: "Boss, do you think there will be survivors here?"

"Who knows, it's been three weeks since the catastrophe, and even if there are survivors, they'll starve to death."

Just as they were talking, a zombie suddenly emerged from the ward and walked towards the fat man.

"Hehe, it's just right! Fatty is just enough to get enough of his hands!"

His light machine gun has undergone special transformation and a small axe is welded under the muzzle, so that in close combat, a gun can be put into battle instantly, making it extremely convenient.

He swung the axe, drew a silver light, and slashed into the zombie's head, then kicked it in the chest, and the zombie flew seven or eight meters horizontally.

But this time, the loud noise caused seven or eight more people from the ward just now, and zombies were gradually emerged from the other wards.

The situation became critical in the blink of an eye.

Song Beichuan said calmly: "Keep the team in a row."

There were dozens of zombies slowly moving towards Song Beichuan and his group.

The three of them looked around. Song Beichuan found that there were no zombies on the escalator, so he said to the two: "Run quickly, where to run to the escalator."

Song Beichuan ran in front. He never thought that the hospital would be so big, like a maze, and each room inside was so similar.

They didn't know where the room where the medicines were stored in the hospital was, so they had to look for the door signs little by little with patience.

As soon as I arrived at the second floor, I saw a group of female zombies wearing nurses’ outfits and twisted bodies coming towards Song Beichuan and his group.

The fat man scolded: "Grandpa, I'll let them be driven into grandsons."

Song Beichuan next to him gave a look, and the fat man nodded in response, and saw them rushing into the pile of zombies and slashing horizontally and vertically.

Bai Rongfeng usually chopped and slashed, but this time it was abnormal.

The most amazing thing was that it could be stabbed in the eyebrows every time. Song Beichuan and Fatty were stunned. This was simply a murderous performance. Even such a bloody scene was so elegantly performed by Bai Rongfeng.

He flipped over the zombies and twisted his body, as if he was astonished as a terrifying geese. He sometimes bent and sometimes jumped. By the way, he was also the only one among the three who was so confident that he did not wear protective gear.

Song Beichuan also persuaded him for a long time. Now it seems that no matter who is injured, he does not believe that Bai Rongfeng will be injured.

A group of nurses and zombies were solved by these three people in the blink of an eye.

Song Beichuan himself was also confused, because these two people are really good at skills, and comparing them with them is definitely a burden.

I also made a secret decision in my heart that I must exercise diligently after going back this time.

The three continued to walk forward, and the light in the corridor became dimmer and they looked at the distribution diagram of each floor.

Finally, the specific location of the drug is locked.

With the target, the three people could move a little faster, but at the same time they made a fatal mistake. Since they arrived here, they have never confirmed the time again.

First, they were mainly nervous, and second, zombies were one after another. They never breathed for a minute or one second, nor did they have time to see things like time.

But if you look at the fat man's watch at this time, you will surely sweat a coldly. The hour hand on the watch is now pointed at this position at five o'clock.

Time has a magical magic. If you keep staring at time, you will feel slow to walk, but if you do something, if you are not careful, it will slip away from you.

Three people were able to kill more than a hundred zombies. Song Beichuan's helmet was covered with blood, brain matters, and the fat man was the same. Only Bai Rongfeng was still clean, but there were some blood stains on his shoes.

But for some reason, when Song Beichuan was about to walk to the medicine room, he suddenly woke up, turned around and asked, "Fatty! When?"

When the fat man was asked, he shuddered, slowly raised his left hand and wiped the blood stains on the surface.

The hour hand suddenly stopped at five o'clock and six o'clock.

"It's bad, it's dark."

If it gets dark, their situation will become very critical; this is the activity habit of zombies. Day and night are not the same level. At night, those zombies can even jump. Even at night, they run faster than humans.

Song Beichuan has also become indecisive at this moment, which is not a performance that a qualified leader should have.

But victory was right in front of them, and the medicine room was getting closer and closer to them, but at this time, you should definitely turn around and leave, rush out of the hospital immediately, and then drive out a bloody road and return to Anle Village safely, so that you can be foolproof.

The fat man on the side had already seen Song Beichuan's hesitation and said to him: "Boss, if we can't do it, just hide in the medicine room for a night, and we haven't avoided it."

Seeing him say this, Song Beichuan made up his mind and said, "Okay, then that's it."

The three of them even faster and quickly set out towards the medicine room. Several zombies appeared by chance. Song Beichuan had already discovered something strange about them.

The throat kept roaring, like the shrill roaring of an animal when it died tragically.

And you can clearly feel the speed of zombies, and there have been several times that have even made these zombies bite the protective gear.

This means that without these protective gear, they will definitely die.

At this time, Bai Rongfeng's role became very obvious. Although the zombies had become faster, they had not fully exerted their speed. Bai Rongfeng was still calm and in his attack range, the zombies fell to the ground one by one.

After about twenty minutes, they finally arrived at the room where the medicines were stored. The fat man gently pulled the door handle a few times, but found that the door was locked.

He took a few steps back, then he broke the boat and kicked the door.

The door opened in response to the sound, and the fat man walked in with a machine gun.

However, he would never dream of a woman quietly hiding behind the door, with her pale face showing a fierce expression.

He raised a shiny scalpel in his hand, let out a strange cry, and stabbed the fat man behind him.

The fat man screamed like a pig.
Chapter completed!