You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Chapter 210 Join Me, I've Got Enough Zombies to Handle

"Hehe."

"Just as I thought."

Zhao Sen's lips suddenly curved into a slight smile.

A smooth sensation came from the palm of his hand, the temperature on it rapidly dissipating until it completely cooled.

He turned his head to glance at the still-active head of the man, and once again a flash of surprise and curiosity crossed his eyes—this was completely different from what he had guessed.

The doctors and nurses beside him also showed expressions of astonishment.

An older male doctor swallowed his saliva.

He glanced again at the monitor beside him.

The heartbeat had indeed disappeared.

From Zhao Sen's reaction, it was clear that there was no issue with the monitor—the man on the bed truly was alive in a way that defied common sense.

His body could still move, struggling ferociously like a trapped wild beast.

The force he exerted even surpassed that of some ordinary adults.

The whole bed creaked and groaned.

Just then, no one knew when, but Zhao Sen had already pulled his hand out from the man's chest, and now he brought a sharp scalpel close to the man's eye socket.

"Aaaaagh..."

The man did not show any reaction of pain, but continued to relentlessly try to bite his hand.

However, the moment the blade of the scalpel fully entered the eye socket, the roaring suddenly stopped.

Foul-smelling blood flowed out from the eye socket.

After a brief spasm, his body completely lost the ability to move, lying on the bed like a pile of mush, no longer possessing the frightening vigor from before.

Zhao Sen paid close attention to the behavior exhibited by the man throughout the process.

A look of "just as I thought" flashed in his eyes.

The brainstem was the key.

With this thought, he glanced at the body on the bed once more; it was a pity that the first test subject was now a lost cause. Explore more stories at My Virtual Library Empire

But it didn't matter, there were plenty more subjects available for experimentation.

He just happened to have some new ideas as well.

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The battle downstairs continued.

Ding Zhixiong ducked, evading the claws lunging toward him and with a raise of his hand, he blew its head off with a single shot.

At this point, they were no longer inside the building but had retreated to the lobby.

The staircase had ultimately been too narrow.

It was not conducive to setting up a defense.

The registration desk in the lobby of the first floor was an excellent defensive position—not only did it have walls to back against ensuring they wouldn't be surprised from behind, but it also had a half-man-high counter as a buffer.

Moreover, with almost everyone in the squad carrying a shield as a second layer of protection, it could be considered impregnable.

The premise was that none of these zombies were some unknown variant.

As things stood, their luck seemed to be holding.

The more than a hundred zombies let loose from the ward by that nurse remained mostly as they had been months ago in the outside world, without any signs of mutation.

With the cover of counters and shields, soldiers from the Combat Department quickly stabilized the frontline.

Eliminating the horde of zombies coming down from the upstairs was only a matter of time.

Soon, members of the Hunter Squad arrived, led by Liu Bing who charged in furiously, only to collide with the horde of zombies besieging the Combat Department in the lobby.

Taken completely by surprise, the one accustomed to charging at the forefront almost plunged directly into the embrace of the horde.

After a brief moment of panic, the Hunters began shooting directly at the entrance.

The entryway, no wider than two people, became the perfect cover.

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Da-da-da—

Gunshots echoed in the hall.

Neither side even needed to aim; all it took was squeezing the trigger and firing blindly outside, and the magazine's entire load of bullets would tear into the bodies of the zombies.

Limbs shattered, bloody chunks of flesh and broken bones splattered wildly in the air.

Like a downpour descending amidst a thunderstorm.

No one had ever dared to shoot so recklessly in such confined spaces before, but today was different; everyone was dumping their ammo into the hall's enemies as if possessed.

The surrounding area had been thoroughly checked; there were no signs of large hordes of the undead or beasts lurking around.

So there was no need to worry about gunfire attracting more enemies.

They only had to focus on what was in front of them.

As for those upstairs—

They hoped they wouldn't come down!

If they dared to, they'd all die in this hall today!

Over twenty assault rifles from two combat squads combined, plus the three extra magazines of ammo Zhang Ye particularly handed out before they left, amounted to a firepower capable of completely annihilating a horde of over five hundred zombies.

And that was indeed the case.

When the gunfire in the hall finally ceased, all that could be seen were broken bodies and limbs strewn about, with the smell of blood so strong it made heads spin.

The smooth floor tiles were even covered with a thick layer of blood and flesh paste.

A soft sensation came from underfoot.

Zhang Ye, not paying attention, almost slipped, while Wang Hu behind him stumbled from the bump and fell flat on his face, vomiting before he even managed to get up.

Soldiers from the Combat Department had started to clean up the battlefield, finishing off the zombies mixed within the pile of bodies one by one.

Liu Bing led the Hunter Squad in assuming a temporary guard duty.

Seeing their boss come in, many stood at attention and saluted, while Liu Bing and Ding Zhixiong quickly made their way around the pile of corpses to report the situation.

"Are there people inside the building?"

Zhang Ye asked somewhat surprised.

Although he'd had this suspicion after seeing a few zombies in the clinic building, he was still curious to actually hear that traces of survivors had been discovered.

Seeing Ding Zhixiong nod, he immediately followed up, "Where are they?"

"Yeah, Captain Ding, where are they? They're not dead, are they?"

Liu Bing asked with a smirk, clearly waiting to see Ding Zhixiong's misfortune. He had searched the whole building and hadn't found anyone, why should this kid be so lucky?

Jealousy deforms people, especially since his magnanimity was notoriously small among the whole Combat Department.

As expected, Ding Zhixiong's face suddenly became somewhat embarrassed.

He stuttered, unable to look Zhang Ye in the eye, and finally, grinding his teeth, he laid out the whole ordeal with the three nurses.

Two had originally been captured, but they later managed to escape amid the havoc.

After all, the situation was too dangerous at that time.

He could hardly take care of himself, let alone care about the fate of the two female captives?

Everyone thought Zhang Ye would blame them for their incompetence, but instead, he just slightly furrowed his brow as if contemplating some problem.

Liu Bing, who had been looking forward to kicking a man while he was down, quickly swallowed the words on the tip of his tongue.

Not wanting to disturb his boss's thoughts.

"Are you saying, that female nurse opened these room doors and let these zombies out?"

Zhang Ye's voice suddenly rose by Ding Zhixiong's ear, and Ding Zhixiong, who had been thinking about how to redeem himself, quickly answered, "Yes, it was her who released these zombies!"

"But I don't know why those zombies were like blind!"

"As if they couldn't see her at all!"

"They came straight for us!"

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