MM Racing Chapter 32 Siege
Chapter 32 Siege
Lu Chen and Shen Qingci pushed open the fire door and walked down the stairs.
Ten zombies walked in front of them, with Tiezhu and Erzhu standing at the very front. The two strongest zombies blocked the stairs like two walls.
When they reached the third floor, Shen Qingci, who was walking behind Lu Chen, suddenly whispered something.
"It's here!"
The moment the words were spoken, a loud bang came from below.
boom--
The fire door on the first floor was kicked open, and the sound of metal breaking as the hinge snapped echoed in the stairwell. Then, a heavy footstep stepped onto the stairs to the first floor.
Lu Chen's pupils contracted slightly, but without the slightest hesitation, he immediately issued the order to attack in his mind.
Ten zombies moved at the same time. Tie Zhu was the first to rush down the steps, his cleaver flashing coldly in the moonlight.
Two pillars followed closely behind, while Dazhuang, Sanzhuang, Sizhuang, and the other zombies lined up in two rows and rushed down the stairs quickly.
The dense footsteps echoed dully in the stairwell, like the beating of war drums.
Because he could multitask, he had now possessed Tie Zhu's body.
Tie Zhu rushed to the front, his eyes behind the helmet visor locked on the figure rapidly approaching at the corner of the stairs below.
The steps swept past beneath my feet, the back of the cleaver scraping against the wall, leaving a thin trail of sparks.
As they descended to the corner platform between the second and third floors, their line of sight collided with that of the elite zombies ascending the stairs.
Lu Chen looked through the iron pillar's eyes and met the elite zombie's dark yellow eyes.
He could clearly see the bloodlust and brutality in the other's eyes, but when the elite zombie saw that it was not a living person rushing towards it, but 10 zombies, its movements obviously paused for a moment.
A clear hint of confusion flashed in those dark yellow eyes.
Its limited wisdom was clearly insufficient at this moment.
Zombies don't usually attack their own kind, but these zombies in front of him are charging at him.
They held metal objects in their hands, were wrapped in thick cloth, and wore something like a hard shell on their heads. These behaviors and appearances were unlike any of their kind it had ever seen.
What are they?
The elite zombie's brain experienced an extremely brief pause while processing this information that was beyond its cognitive scope.
"A great opportunity!"
In the instant the other party was stunned, Lu Chen controlled Tie Zhu and swung the bone-chopping knife without hesitation.
This slash came down diagonally from the upper right, and the force and angle were at the limit that Tie Zhu's body could exert.
The thick blade of the cleaver traced an arc in the moonlight, accompanied by a low whistling sound, aiming straight for the elite zombie's neck.
But the elite zombie reacted extremely quickly. It recovered almost as soon as it was attacked and, in the nick of time, raised its left arm and used the outside of its forearm to block the cleaver.
clang!
The moment the blade collided with the forearm, it didn't produce the dull thud of cutting into flesh, but rather the crisp sound of metal striking hardwood.
Lu Chen could feel that the cleaver had indeed cut in, but it only went in less than 2 centimeters before getting stuck in the muscle.
Elite zombies have a much higher muscle density than ordinary zombies. Their fibrous tissue is as tight as a twisted steel cable, effectively locking the blade of the cleaver inside their muscles, making it difficult to advance any further.
Upon seeing this, Lu Chen's pupils shrank slightly. If it were an ordinary zombie, he was absolutely confident that this strike could cleave off its entire arm.
But when it hit the elite zombie, it only caused this little bit of damage.
Roar!
The elite zombie let out an angry roar, the sound exploding in the stairwell and causing dust to fall from the walls.
While blocking with its left arm, it raised its right foot and kicked the iron pillar squarely in the chest.
Lu Chen reacted quickly, controlling the iron pillar the instant the opponent kicked out, and extending his left arm to block.
But the force of the kick far exceeded his expectations. Tie Zhu's entire body was kicked off the ground and flew backward down the stairs, his back hitting the wall of the corner platform with a dull thud.
If there is only one zombie, Tie Zhu, even if he has a cleaver, he will be easily defeated by the head-on attack of an elite zombie.
But he was not fighting alone.
The moment the iron pillar was kicked away, the remaining zombies surged up from both sides of it.
Erzhu rushed ahead, his cleaver aimed straight at the face of the elite zombie.
Da Zhuang pounced from the left, San Zhuang flanked from the right, and Si Zhuang and the other zombies followed closely behind. The 10 zombies surged down the stairs like a tide, blocking the elite zombie at the corner of the stairs on the second floor.
hoo hoo hoo!
Seeing so many of its kind attacking it, the elite zombie became even more enraged.
Its roar was mixed with a kind of emotion close to irritability and rage, and the bloodthirsty light in its dark yellow eyes was even stronger.
But it didn't charge at Tie Zhu like it had done before. It had suffered a loss at Tie Zhu's hands earlier; the cut left on its left arm by the cleaver was still oozing dark red, viscous blood. It had learned how powerful the blade was.
Even in its anger, it did not recklessly charge directly into the horde of corpses.
Instead, they used the narrow terrain at the stairwell corners to restrict the spread of the zombie horde while quickly dodging and launching counterattacks during the evasive maneuvers.
Don't be fooled by the fact that the elite zombie is 2 meters tall and as strong as a small bulldozer; it's incredibly fast.
Its movements on the stairs were incredibly agile, a feat completely out of proportion to its massive size. Every step was perfectly steady, and every attack was aimed precisely at the zombie's joints and neck.
After dodging Erzhu's straight slash, the elite zombie suddenly turned to the side, its right claw slashing out from below, aiming straight for Dazhuang's chest.
The claw was incredibly fast; by the time Lu Chen caught its attack trajectory through Tie Zhu's eyes, the claw had already landed on Da Zhuang.
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The sound of a thick cotton-padded coat being torn was particularly jarring in the stairwell. The chest area of Dazhuang's thick cotton-padded coat was ripped open, revealing the synthetic cotton wadding inside, which was soaked with dark red blood.
The elite zombie's claws left several deep scratches on Da Zhuang's chest, the flesh turned inside out, and dark red blood flowed down the edges of the wounds.
If it weren't for the cotton-padded coat providing some protection, those claws would have been deep enough to expose bone, and might even have directly injured the inside of the chest cavity.
But the elite zombies did not gain any advantage.
While it was attacking Dazhuang, another dog of the same level as Dazhuang, Sanzhuang, had already taken advantage of the moment when it turned to the side to sneak up next to it.
San Zhuang held a gleaming kitchen knife in his hand, and with all his might, he chopped at the elite zombie's lower back.
The dull thud of a blade slicing into flesh rang out, and dark red blood splattered onto the walls of the stairwell.
This cut was even deeper than Tie Zhu's previous one. The elite zombie's lower back muscles were less dense than its arms, and the cleaver's blade sliced through the skin and muscle layers, leaving a wound two or three centimeters deep in the deeper tissues.
Roar!
The elite zombie, in pain, suddenly turned around and kicked San Zhuang away.
San Zhuang's body rolled twice on the steps before stopping, and a small piece of paint was chipped off his helmet.
When Lu Chen reached the third-floor stair railing and looked down, he could see the battlefield directly with the naked eye. The horde of zombies and elite zombies were already locked in fierce combat in that narrow stairwell.
The elite zombie stood at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, with its back to the wall. Facing the relentless attacks of 10 zombies, it showed no obvious signs of defeat.
Blood was still seeping from the cuts on its body, but these injuries did not affect its movement.
On the contrary, it became more and more ferocious as it fought, and the savagery in its dark yellow eyes was almost overflowing.
Lu Chen hadn't expected that even with 10 zombies swarming at him, he still couldn't gain the upper hand.
At that moment, Da Zhuang's cotton-padded coat was ripped open in the chest by a claw, his skin and flesh exposed. Er Zhu received a heavy punch to his right shoulder, slowing the movement of his entire arm. San Zhuang was kicked away twice, leaving a small dent in his ribcage. The remaining zombies also had injuries of varying degrees.
The elite zombies were far more defensive than the zombies under his command. Although they also had wounds, all of them were shallower than Lu Chen had expected.
More importantly, these wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
If they keep fighting like this, the elite zombies' wounds will become lighter and lighter, while Da Zhuang and the others' wounds will become more and more severe.
The scales of victory will likely tip in the other side soon.
However, Lu Chen had already arrived and naturally wouldn't let the situation worsen.