The alarm blared loudly as a horde of zombies surged toward us.
I thought to myself, is this welcome ceremony a bit too extravagant?
The zombies were clawing and gnashing their teeth, their faces twisted in a way that resembled beasts starved for three days and nights.
Wait a minute...
Beasts starved for three days and nights?
Suddenly, I realized that something was off about these zombies...
Their speed... was much faster than that of ordinary zombies.
And their eyes... were red.
Red eyes?
A chill ran down my spine as I recalled a type of mutant known as the "Raging Zombie."
These zombies possessed extreme aggression and speed, and they had an... unusual thirst for fresh blood and flesh.
"Not good! It's a Raging Zombie!" I shouted, "Everyone... be careful!"
No sooner had I spoken than a Raging Zombie lunged at me.
I quickly dodged to the side.
"Bang!"
Xie Hanshuang fired a shot, blowing its head apart.
The Raging Zombie fell to the ground with a thud.
The afterglow of the setting sun bathed the ruins of Ruins Home, casting a golden hue over the broken walls and debris.
I was casually sucking on a lollipop I had found somewhere, inspecting the "outstanding" work of our group of "elites."
To call it work was more like playing house.
Zhong Dali had picked up a piece of scrap metal from who knows where and insisted on wearing it on his chest, declaring himself the leader of the Ruins Home Security Team. He wielded a wooden stick as if it were a baton, seriously practicing with an imaginary squad.
He marched in place, saluted, and muttered to himself, "One two one, one two one, align left... wait? No, align right... oh well, let's just look forward!"
I struggled to suppress my laughter and walked over to pat him on the shoulder. "Dali, don’t you think your drill is a bit too... abstract?"
"Abstract? This is called performance art! Do you understand?" Dali replied earnestly. "It's about boosting team morale and uniting our strength!"
I nearly choked on my lollipop. Morale? Strength? With this?
At that moment, the usually silent mysterious girl suddenly spoke up. "Weina, there seems to be... some noise outside."
A chill ran down my spine, and I almost dropped my lollipop.
Noise? What kind of noise?
Could it be... zombies?
Or something even worse?
I quickly signaled everyone to be on guard, and the atmosphere grew tense in an instant.
The mysterious girl pointed into the distance. "Over there, it seems... there are people."
I squinted and observed closely. Sure enough, at the edge of the ruins, several figures emerged.
They were dressed in matching black uniforms and wielded various weapons, looking well-trained and not like ordinary survivors.
"This is bad, it's the Flame Mercenary Group!" The mysterious girl said with a serious tone. "They... are very dangerous!"
A chill ran through me. The Flame Mercenary Group? I hadn't heard of them before.
However, judging by their demeanor, it was clear they meant trouble.
"What should we do?" Dali asked nervously. "Should we... strike first?"
Strike first?
I glanced at our group. Aside from me and Xie Hanshuang, who still had some combat ability, the others...
Dali was armed with a broken piece of metal and a wooden stick, while the mysterious girl looked grave. The rest...
Never mind, it's better not to think about it.
"Let's not act rashly," I said. "Let's see what they want."
The members of the Flame Mercenary Group drew closer, led by a tall, muscular man with a brutish face and fierce eyes.
He stopped not far from us and spoke in a condescending tone, "Who are you?"
I quickly devised a plan in my mind.
I cleared my throat and said in an exaggerated tone, "Brother, you really have a keen eye! We are none other than the famous... Security Team!"
As I spoke, I puffed out my chest and struck a pose that exuded authority.
Dali chimed in, "That's right! I am the leader of the Security Team! This is... the Vice Captain!"
He pointed at me, and I nearly burst out laughing.
Vice Captain? This guy really knows how to embellish his role.
The burly man was clearly taken aback by our ridiculous antics. He paused for a moment before bursting into laughter, "Security Team? Just you few? What do you think you can protect? This is hilarious!"
His subordinates joined in, laughing uproariously as if they had just heard the funniest joke.
I struggled to suppress my laughter and continued, "Brother, don't underestimate us. Although we are few in number, each of us is an elite! Our captain... is even more... invincible!"
As I said this, I patted Dali on the shoulder. He puffed out his chest, looking proud.
The burly man laughed even harder, "Invincible? More like foolishly naive!"
I felt a surge of joy inside; the bait had been taken.
"Brother, saying that... can be quite hurtful," I feigned a sense of grievance. "Our captain is... only trying to protect everyone..."
I pretended to choke up, which made the burly man even more pleased with himself.
He waved his hand dismissively and said, "Alright, enough of this. I can see through your little tricks! Now tell me, who are you really?"
I sighed and replied, "Well then, since you insist so much, I suppose... I won't hide it any longer."
I deliberately paused for a moment before saying, "Actually... we... are... here... to seek refuge... with you!"
The burly man was taken aback, clearly not expecting me to say that.
He looked at me suspiciously and asked, "Seek refuge with us? What... qualifications... do you have?"
I quickly replied, "Big brother, you may not know, but we... possess extraordinary skills!"
As I spoke, I shot a glance at Dali, who understood immediately and began to showcase his "special skill."
He picked up a wooden stick and swung it around with great flair, shouting, "Watch my... Invincible Fire Wheel!"
However, the stick slipped from his grip and flew straight out, hitting the burly man on the head.
The burly man instantly exploded with rage. "You... you... are looking for death!"
Boom!
An explosion echoed as a hole was blown open in the base's wall, and zombies howled as they surged in.
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