"Hong Queen, they are going to go in and close you, but don't worry, they will restart you later. Remember to help me lure the zombie group away," Zhang Bin said to the headset.

"Okay, master." The seemingly petite red queen responded with a crisp voice.

Zhang Bin trotted up the stairs and checked the equipment in his hands. Zhang Bin seemed even more alert. In addition to shooting a few shots during military training in college, strictly speaking, he could only shoot. The number of accurate heads depends on the temporary performance.

Running to the fifth floor, Zhang Bin couldn't help but take a few deep breaths. He held his pistol and walked to the only door of the room. He listened to the movement inside, then slowly pushed open the door and rushed in.

The gun in Zhang Bin, who was breathing rapidly moved the gun in his hand and aimed at it. After looking at it, he saw that the huge office was simple but elegant. A huge desk was in the middle, with several computers on it, and a row of circular sofas in front surrounded a glass coffee table, and there was half a cup of coffee on the table.

There was no one in the entire office. Behind the desk was a striking safe. Zhang Bin's eyes were shrinking and his heartbeat began to grow continuously. He thought he could easily adapt to all this. Now he realized that those who entered the world of the main god or traveled through time must have a better heartbeat than him. Otherwise, there would be no one like him who has basic abilities, has weapons in his hands, wears bulletproof vests, and knows that the plot is still accelerating. Why is there no one nervous?

The quiet office made Zhang Bin even more nervous. He looked at the corners of the entire office and confirmed that there were indeed no zombies before he walked to the safe. However, in addition to the password, this safe also requires keys and fingerprints. Zhang Bin knew the password but did not have the keys or fingerprints. He turned around to look at the door of the lounge on one side, wiped the sweat beads on his forehead and walked forward and gently twisted the door handle.

"Click."

The slight muffled sound made Zhang Bin hold his breath. When he slowly pushed open the door, an old white man with a slightly fat figure stood in front of the door and stared at him. Zombies. Zhang Bin saw the zombies that were already able to move for the first time, and the only cold light in his eyes was swallowing everything.

At this moment, Zhang Bin's pupils shrank sharply, and the white old man in front of him had dark red eyes, and his pupils were flashing grayish white. Seeing Zhang Bin's mouth revealing a congested gum that had become dark, he let out a low growl and rushed towards Zhang Bin.

"Smack...smack..."

Zhang Bin was only three meters away from the old man. When he saw the old man who had become zombies rushing towards him, he aimed at the zombie's head and pulled the trigger continuously.

After firing several guns in a row, five or six bullets were fired, one bullet hit the zombie's forehead less than one meter away. The brain cavity had not yet become empty due to the virus, and a hole the size of a finger appeared on the zombie's head.

"Dong."

The zombie fell down, but Zhang Bin found that his legs became heavy again, and the sweat on his forehead and the rapid heartbeat proved that he was still so nervous. His shooting skills were too smelly. He actually aimed at such a close distance and had to shoot several shots before hitting the zombies. If a group of people came up, his shooting skills would be like seeking death.

Slowly put down the gun, Zhang Bin replaced the magazine and took out the bullet and loaded it. Looking at the old zombie's right hand, he took off the fire axe from his back and slashed it hard.

The broken half of the arm was not stained with blood. Zhang Bin touched the body before finding a bunch of keys. He returned to the safe with his arms and keys, put the zombie's palm on the scanner, and a green light flashed by, and then a keyboard on the safe popped up with a click.

Enter the password and insert the key. The safe door will open automatically in silence. Zhang Bin looked at the first floor inside. There was a palm-sized data collector in this safe, and there was an extra large dot four-four pistol. On the second floor of the safe, there were some small CDs;

After putting away the collector and CD, Zhang Bin grabbed the pistol. The recoil of this thing was too great. Even if Zhang Bin had 150 kilograms of strength, he would still have no accuracy when using such a weapon with one arm.

In addition to these things, there is a watch-like white ring left in the bottom layer. Zhang Bin pressed a special red button on the surface, and then ten neatly arranged red dots appeared on it and began to flash.

Tat...

A flash of lights followed by a darkness around him. Zhang Bin knew that Honghou had been stopped by the pulser at this time, and the electricity in the entire beehive was turned off. Zhang Bin stood up in touch with the black. Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew from not far away. Before he could bring his night vision goggles, his hands had already pinched his shoulders and pushed him to the ground.

Zhang Bin felt a sense of horror and pushed his left hand out, but the momentary darkness made him stuff his hand into the other person's mouth before he could adapt.

"ah......"

Zhang Bin screamed, and he quickly raised his right hand and pointed it into the darkness on his left hand to pull the trigger. With a snap, the figure biting his head turned to the ground. He hurriedly turned on the lighting on the combat helmet and looked forward. Where was a female zombie lying on the ground with a blow-out head lying;

The female zombie had a pretty blonde face and was dressed in white clothes. Zhang Bin looked at the open door of the director's office room and cursed secretly. He didn't go to check inside, but was bitten by the zombie.

"Dada..."

The light flashed again. Zhang Bin looked at his bloody left hand. Fortunately, he reacted almost to kill the female zombie with one shot, otherwise his fingers would have been bitten off a few. But he was miserable now. There was a bloody mass and wound on his forehead, and now the zombie bit his fingers again.

Zhang Bin hurriedly took out a syringe from the warehouse, put a green virus serum into his arm and hit it. Looking at the injection hole that looked like a plum blossom, Zhang Bin cursed and said to himself:

"This old thing actually brought the female researcher to the room to play, which almost killed the labor and capital. I hope this serum is fine, otherwise I would have to quit if the task was not completed. I still don't know if it will become the first zombie in my plane."

At the lowest level 100 meters deep, Alice and others had already begun to encounter a large number of zombies, and dozens of licker training tanks in Restaurant B were entering the open state.
Chapter completed!