Girls’ Dormitory Escape

    The process of the four people coming down from the roof entrance was very smooth.

    The ladder was placed in a small and dark warehouse, and the people in the stronghold probably didn't realize there was such a place. Knock open the narrow door full of dust, and a large storage room appears in front of you.

    "Hi-" Guo Guo took a breath.

    The quantity of materials stored here is more than at least two supermarkets!

    There is nowhere to be found when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. The emptied supermarkets that Yu Wei saw were all here.

    The four simply looked at each other, took a U-shaped lock and locked the door of the storage room from the inside.

    They didn't reopen the door until the food was transported to the roof by boxes of food. The moment the door opened, it happened to be face to face with members of the base who passed by outside.

    Tang Xinjue nodded, "Hello."

    The visitor was taken aback: "You are..."

    Whoever uttered the word was stunned by Tang Xinjue's knife.

    Tang Xinjue took off the red and white "sports jacket" on his body and took out a lighter.

     There was a light snap, and flames burst out.

    When it was found that the top floor was on fire, the organizer of the stronghold was the one who moved the fastest, and gathered to the stairway at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.

    If the hall on the first floor is on fire, they may not care about it - anyway, the students will put out the fire themselves, and it's a big deal to burn a few to death.

    But the third floor is different, where all their supplies are stored!

     "Where are the people? Where are the people guarding here today?"

    A boy squeezed out of the crowd and shouted with a livid face, almost choking on the head of the floating cigarette.

    At first glance, thick smoke billowed from the two rooms at the end of the third floor. His eyes darkened: "Where's the water? What about the water connected to the school's water supply pipe?"

    Even if it is stored food, it will burn, but the other room is…

    His shouting finally had an effect, and another girl in the same costume came over: "Something saved a part."

    She pointed to the entrance of the stairs, where two boxes of injections were piled up, and the black liquid in the needle tube could be vaguely seen.

      ."

    The opposite replied: "There is no water."

    Person in charge: "???"

    His eyes bulged out, and the blue veins on his face rose: "What **** are you putting on, how can there be no water? The school water supply system is directly connected to us—"

    The shouting stopped abruptly, and the boy's eyes slowly rolled twice, and he reacted.

    Yes, just two hours ago, they seemed to have sent someone to transfer all the water from those pipes to another student stronghold.

    So now, their stronghold is really…

    "Out of water."

      own luck."

    "It will take at least 20 minutes for the water pipe to be reconnected, and it will not be good to burn down our resting place. Isn't there drinking water downstairs? Use it first." Another organizer said.

    "Those boxes of water are for the current [qualified] drinkers. The screening agent has made them weaker and weaker, and they need to replenish water urgently. If they don't eat or drink today, they may die again. batch."

    "If you die, you will die. No matter how much publicity it is, there will always be new people coming in."

    A short organizer said:

    "Don't forget, we've done it countless times in simulations, and it's impossible to fail."

    A group of people exchanged glances in silence, nodding in agreement.

    "In that case, the three of us will go downstairs to carry water, you, you, you three, go outside to change the water pipes."

    The previous irritable man gave a few pointers in the crowd, released the task and rushed downstairs impatiently, emptying the water under the terrified eyes of the students.

    "You took it, then what shall we drink?"

    Someone crawled over and grabbed the cuffs of his trousers, her body was still in a state of convulsions due to the morning injection, and her skin was dry and shriveled to the naked eye.

    The boy glared at her in disgust, and kicked the person flying with his feet, leaving a black mark on the other's face.

    "It would be nice to give you a place to live, go!"

    He turned upstairs and passed several other organizers. I didn't notice that one of the short-haired girls suddenly tensed up and grabbed the clothes of the person next to her.

    The girl with glasses and hat immediately grabbed her, squeezed her shoulder gently, and asked, "Did you see it?"

    The short-haired "organizer" nodded while covering his temples, his eyes could not help falling on the weak girl who was kicked over in the distance.

    Just as she passed the irritable man, she "saw" the exact same sacrifice scene again.

    This time, the picture was randomly enlarged from a bird's-eye view, allowing her to see the faces of some "corpses" clearly.

    One of the girls was skinny, with the exact same black shoe print on her face.

    The temple was still aching, she could only lean on the girl beside her, and recall the vision she had just seen as she walked out.

    At this moment, a rough voice suddenly sounded from behind:

    "Wait, stop!"

    The irritable man was still carrying water in his hands, but his head was twisted strangely, and his eyes were fixed on the three girls who were walking out.

    Since the fire started, he has always felt that something was wrong, and now he finally knows the source of this strange feeling:

    Are there so many girls among them?

    He clearly remembered that there were several other people who were in charge of guarding the sixth floor in the morning... But why did they disappear just now?

    Faced with these "colleagues", he frowned and asked, "Who are you all here? Why do you have to take a suitcase when you go out? Turn around!"

    The three girls in red stripes and white sports uniforms paused, and then continued to walk forward, as if they had not heard anyone talking.

    Boy: "? I told you to stop!"

    The ponytail girl wearing a hat said in a very low voice: "Didn't you come to carry the water, the fire broke out upstairs, where is the water?"

    The boy gave her the water subconsciously: "It's here!"

    The other party took the water without saying a word and went upstairs in a hurry. The boy subconsciously followed up to check the situation, and then he took his legs and realized that there was still something to solve after getting up.

    However, when he jumped down the stairs again, the foyer on the first floor was already open, sunlight and air poured in, but the three "organizers" disappeared.

    …they definitely have a problem!

    "What are you doing here?"

    Other organizers rushed down, grabbed him and asked sharply, "Where's the water?"

    The irritable man was bombarded by turns, incompetent and furious: "The water has been taken up to put out the fire!"

    The organizers looked at each other: "Who?"

    They didn't see it at all?

    “…”

    The crowd fell into a strange silence for a few seconds, and then rushed upstairs in unison!

    On the third floor, the hall was empty. The injection boxes that were originally stacked at the entrance of the stairs were replaced by drinking water tanks at some point.

    "Help... someone broke into the storage room, why is the trough still on fire... Come and put out the fire..."

    One figure staggered out of the burning storage room with the help of the other. They were only wearing a short-sleeved upper body, and the uniform coats representing their identities disappeared.

    —Four girls, evacuated the storage room, knocked out four guards, and stole clothes.

    When the truth was told, everyone felt a surge of boiling air rushing to their scalps, as if the fire was not on the third floor, but on their heavenly cover.

    The irritable boy rattled his teeth: "I'm going to grab them back and peel off the skulls as a sacrifice port..."

    Crash—

    A series of frequent heavy falls outside the building interrupted his curse.

    At the same time, the sound amplified by the loudspeaker sounded from the roof:

    "The East Gate Cafeteria students will clear the warehouse to deliver the supplies. Please go to the ground outside the cafeteria to collect them yourself. After picking up, please leave immediately to avoid being reclaimed. Repeat, East Gate Cafeteria Clearance..."

    The irritable man opened his mouth wide, like a fish that was thrown to the shore, and it took a few seconds to react:

    "The door on the first floor is open!"

    The students who came to flee will not escape, because these students are now weak, and going out without food is a dead end.

    But with food, it's a different story.

    But by the time they rushed downstairs, it was too late. The cafeteria hall, which was originally overcrowded, became empty, and there were only a dozen figures left in the open space outside the cafeteria.

    The irritable man who ran out first was so angry that he lost his mind, and he picked up an electric baton and rushed to it desperately. As soon as he stepped into the sunlight, the back of his head suddenly hummed and he lost his balance.

    When he turned his head in disbelief, the last scene he saw was a thin girl with black shoe prints on her face squatting beside the gate, holding the iron bar in her hand and watching him fall Down.

    "You're not putting out the fire?"

    A light figure jumped down, helped the girl pick up the food on the ground, patted her shoulder, and the girl regained her strength and ran away quickly.

    When the remaining organizers rushed out, Tang Xinjue took off her hat and asked with a smile.

    Snatch the rest of the food first, or seek revenge on the culprit first, that is the question.

    But soon the rest of the stronghold found that none of them seemed to be able to complete it.

    With a sharp and harsh whistle, dozens of black shadows appeared in the air, and they landed evenly under the drive of the parachute.

    The airdrop is here!

    Almost instantly, groups of strongholds, students fighting alone, and even zombies rushing over by smell—the entire dormitory area was completely activated!

    The two boxes of airdrops closest to the cafeteria were just tens of meters away. Before the organizers of the East Gate stronghold could decide whether to grab it or not, a group of fast young students waved Brooms and mops rushed over.

    The leader held his glasses and shouted hoarsely: "Pay attention to the environment, don't step on it! Go! You must beat the zombies!