Chapter 43: Chapter 43: Finishing off
"Carl, are you okay?"
Sean's voice came from outside the corridor. Carl put away the gun pointed at the door and glanced at Glenn.
"They are back. Stop holding the gun. I'm afraid you might accidentally discharge it."
"Oh, okay, okay." Glenn put down the rifle embarrassedly.
Sean walked into the room first and was slightly relieved to see Karl. Although Karl looked fine, he still held Karl's shoulder and asked,
"Carl, are you okay?"
"Of course I'm fine, how about you? Is anyone hurt?"
"No, we are not injured." Sean let go of Carl and said to the others.
"Guys, get moving, move everything out of here, it's good that I found that Bearcat, we can take all the weapons away."
Carl asked, "Sean, have you dealt with the rest of the gang?"
Sean raised his eyebrows slightly. "That's about right. Their boss ran away. But it's a question whether he can survive in this apocalypse alone."
Karl was stunned and felt helpless. Why is this kind of drama happening again? The one who runs away will come back to cause trouble sooner or later.
Carl warned, "We have to be careful, he might retaliate against us."
"I know, okay, let's get started." Sean nodded, "Glenn, you take Carl up first, you two keep watch, and we'll move.
By the way, Green, there is a dead body outside, don't let Carl see it."
"Okay." Glenn agreed and patted Carl on the shoulder. "Let's go."
Carl pointed to the rifle Glenn had just put down, "You have to take it with you."
"Of course." Glenn picked up the rifle and pulled Carl out.
There were some cracks on the wall of the corridor outside the iron gate, and there were blood and broken pieces of meat everywhere on the ground, steps, walls, and even the ceiling.
Moore's shot hit the target. Since humans were hit head-on by the howitzer, it was naturally impossible for them to leave an intact body.
In this situation, it is impossible to tell how many people were killed by Moore's single shot.
Carl felt something sticky under his feet, as if he had stepped on something, but Carl did not look. He did not dare to look, for he was afraid that he would vomit after looking at it.
Green's reaction was not much better. He did not dare to look any further and pulled Carl, urging him, "Carl, let's go up quickly."
After walking a few steps, Glenn froze. Carl followed Glenn's line of sight and saw half a head lying upside down on the stairs ahead.
It was a half head divided into two from top to bottom. It should be the skull part, but the eyes were also on top.
However, the eyeballs had already exploded under such a great impact, and the two eye sockets were two lumps of bloody and fleshy residues like a paste.
"Ugh..." Glenn couldn't hold it in any longer. His stomach was churning and he felt like he might vomit at any moment.
"Glenn, I haven't vomited yet. Please bear with it and let's go quickly." Carl stopped himself from looking at those things and ran upstairs.
Carl breathed a sigh of relief only after arriving on the first floor. Fortunately, he had a lot of experience in watching movies and had seen all kinds of disgusting and heavy scenes.
But even so, Carl almost couldn't help vomiting. This reality was completely different from what he saw on TV.
At most, television provides a visual and auditory experience, and this experience is not real because there is a screen between us.
But the reality is, in addition to the visual effect, there is also the smell of blood and a slightly inexplicable nauseating smell, as well as the wonderful touch under the feet.
It's simply not something that ordinary people can bear.
Glenn came up after a long time, with some saliva at the corners of his mouth, obviously he had vomited.
"Is it that serious, Glenn?" Carl looked down on Glenn.
"What? Don't you feel sick?" Glenn leaned weakly against the wall.
Karl said calmly, "Have you not seen enough disgusting things? Well, now is not the time to rest, you still have work to do."
"Carl, you're such a freak." Glenn said weakly, "Why, what do you want from me?"
Carl pointed to the corridor and said, "There are several bodies over there. Go and give each of them a stab in the head."
"Shit, can't you just give me some time? I'm afraid I'll vomit again if I go now."
"Okay, you take your time, I'll go then." Carl said and walked straight towards the nearest corpse.
This is not only to prevent the corpse from turning into zombies, but also a kind of training for Carl himself.
Although I have killed zombies with a gun, a knife and a gun are two different concepts.
Besides, Carl had never killed anyone before, and he didn't know if he could do it if the time came.
But Carl knew that when the time came, he could not hesitate, otherwise he might be the one to die.
Carl had made up his mind when he was sure he had come to this world, and he had to do it, otherwise there was no way he could survive.
So now, it is a good choice to try your hand on a corpse that has not yet turned into a zombie and get a feel for it.
A corpse somewhere between a human and a zombie.
Carl pulled out the "Apocalypse Snake" tied to his leg. Not only the "Apocalypse Snake", but also the "Apocalypse Eagle" was in the holster on Carl's leg.
This is what Carl had just taken out from the dim armory and put on himself. He couldn't just leave the weapon unused.
And in a place like the armory, it is a good explanation.
Carl approached the nearest corpse, which was lying face up with several bloody holes the size of a baby's fist.
But compared to those broken bodies, this intact corpse is much cuter.
"Carl, what are you doing?" Glenn reacted and quickly ran to Carl.
Carl said seriously, "You have to let me try, right? If you recover, you can go and finish off the other corpses. This one will be mine. Trust me, okay?"
"this..."
"It's okay, really. It's just that this is what I have to go through, so don't stop me from growing up in the name of my goodness, okay? After all, you are not my parents."
Glenn took a step back and said nothing. He didn't know what to say, but this step back was the answer.
Carl whispered "Thank you" and turned his attention back to the body.
Carl did not take action immediately, but looked at it carefully.
The hair was beige and a little sparse. The eyes of the corpse were open, and the pupils were brown, which is the mainstream color among Caucasians.
But now, the pupils of the corpse have shrunk very much, and the mouth is slightly open, and some yellow teeth can be vaguely seen. It seems that this is also an old smoker.
There is some blood at the corner of the mouth, which is a sign of a gunshot wound to the internal organs.
"Uh uh uh..."
A series of subtle sounds came out from the corpse's throat, and its hands and feet began to tremble.
Glenn was shocked, "Carl!"
The black blade easily pierced into the corpse's temple, and Carl stopped when the blade was completely inserted.
The body had long since stopped.
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