Chapter 62: Underground warehouse

Chu Xiang and Song Jun came into the mall but they were dumbfounded. The inside was dark. They did n’t know where they would step on next. Chu Xiang turned on the small flashlight Song Jun gave him. There was a mess under the lights. It's all destroyed, there are containers, shopping carts and moldy food.
Chu Xiang quickly found the shopping guide map on the dirty wall. The commercial building was a hotel from the second floor. Shopping was only on the first floor. The food area was set. Chu Xiang held the javelin and Song Jun followed closely. The two pulled the road. Shopping cart went in.
Huh, a shelf suddenly hit Song Jun. Song Jun took a step back in panic, but stumbled and fell to the ground. A fat woman got out of a pile of rubbish, Song Jun reached out and grabbed his own pole. Iron gun, but he didn't hit him on the shelf but suppressed his iron gun.
Alas, the woman's head was pierced by a sharp steel bar, and the gun head was still dripping with black blood and brain plasma. The woman's eyes seemed to be squeezed out of fish bubbles, and she couldn't stare. Chu Xiang held a flashlight to pick the fat woman aside, "Hold up, there is a food area in front of me. I'm afraid that people outside will not hold back for long."
There was no surprise in the imagination. The food area was also chaotic. There were broken packages of food everywhere, and the food counters had collapsed. The food inside was missing. I do n’t know how many people came here to search!
"Fuck," Chu Xiang smashed the shelves a lot. He thought that all the malls would be intact like the one encountered in the city of Ji. Now he can be described as disadvantaged. Imagine that there are no piles of bagged food.
"What should I do?" Song Jun threw away the large backpack on his back. The two were adequately prepared, but the pile of garbage on the ground might not be full overnight.
"Let's go to the warehouse!" Chu Xiang shouted angrily and finally came out. If he just returned empty-handed, he would not be reconciled. The commercial building has an underground floor, half of the space is used for parking, and the other half is used as the warehouse of the mall. .
Song Jun had no objection. He followed behind Chu Xiang. The two found the hallway to enter the warehouse according to the instructions on the shopping guide map. There was even a dark, faint little flashlight. Chu Xiang gritted his teeth and walked forward.
Slightly, a clear voice came, Chu Xiang's flashlight swept weakly, and saw four zombies chewing around a pile of rotten meat with only the abdominal cavity left, lights and footsteps attracted them, fresh Human appetite once again stimulated their appetite. The four zombies did not wipe their mouths at all, so encirclement. One young man still had a large intestine hanging on the corner of his mouth, and there was a dirty liquid dripping on it.
Song Jun's javelin was more than two meters long. Chu Xiang shot a stab and hit the head of the zombie. He was so powerful that he picked up the zombie with one hand and cracked. The zombie's rotten neck couldn't bear it. The body's gravity broke down, but its eyeballs were still dripping, its mouth opened in vain attempt to bite the javelin, and Chu Xiang's gunhead stabbed his head and shot at the second zombie.
The second zombie collapsed from the nose that was hit by the flying skull. For a time, it stunned and hit Xiang Xiang. Chu Xiang kicked it aside, Song Jun pierced his brain, and the remaining two Only the zombies came up from left to right, and Chu Xiang and Song Jun's javelin stabbed at the same time. The two zombies were hung up together, quickly and accurately. Vicious, this is the gap that Chu Xiang and Song Jun have honed over the past few months. Cooperate.
Disposal of the four zombies went down to the warehouse, and it was a mess in the eyes. It seems that some people have been to the warehouse, but they should have not gone deep, just moved the peripheral goods, and saw the piles intact in the deep warehouse. The non-destructive box was immediately excited by Chu Xiang and Song Jun. The first thing they found was dried seafood, dried dried sea fish squid, dried fruits, etc. These were kicked away by the two directly.
The next batch of boxes opened was a bag of hard-covered white sugar. Song Jun supported the mouth of the backpack, and Chu Xiang swept a pile of it, followed by a box of assorted biscuits and instant noodles. In addition, cans and buckets of cans. For peanut oil, Chu Xiang selectively took a bucket of oil and dozens of cans, and then let Song Jun fill up the two packages with instant noodles.
Going forward is full of boxes of wine, white wine, beer, brandy, all kinds of wine, bottled canned barrels, and next to the wine is a pile of rice, there are ten pounds a bag, twenty pounds a Bags, a bag of fifty pounds, and a dozen bags of special powder, but unfortunately Chu Xiang had no ability to remove them all.
When Song Junyi saw so many rices, the first action was to empty the instant noodles in the two backpacks. After all, the rice ratio was more affordable. The rice that was brought back in the same space ate more than the instant noodles, but Chu Xiang immediately stopped Got his move.
"No, we need to bring these two bags of UU reading books www.uukanshu.com. If they are both filled with rice, I'm afraid I won't have to carry them back. I can put as many space rings as I want."
Wu Songjun woke up as soon as he thought about it, retreating with such a large bag of rice is almost equivalent to death, and the bag full of instant noodles is much lighter, even when jumping into the river, it can be much lighter.
Song Jun was on the sidelines. Chu Xiang opened the space ring. Because it has not reached the next level of evolution, the space ring is only one cubic meter of storage at this moment. Chu Xiang moved three bags of 25KG flour and moved three more. With a bag of 25KG of rice, the space ring is full.
Between the gaps, Chu Xiang grabbed two bottles of Maotai, plugged the two bottles of Wuliangye, and squeezed it in. It did n’t work. When closing the door, he pushed in with his shoulders. Put away the space ring. Chu Xiang took Song. With the flashlight in the military's hands, the two never looked at the pile of attractive food again, turned around and walked outside the warehouse.
When he arrived at the entrance of the corridor, a figure suddenly came over. Song Jun swept over and slammed. The man was swept aside and hit the wall and slipped to the ground. Chu Xiang's flashlight was raised, and he saw the dark silhouette of the corridor. Dangling around, the zombies are back!
The sweat on the forehead of Tong Songjun immediately leaked out. He grasped the javelin and said, "Let's rush out!"
Xi Chuxiang pulled Song Jun together, "No, don't be impulsive, let's take the freight elevator."
There is definitely a freight elevator connected between the warehouse and the mall. Chu Xiang does not know where the freight elevator is, but at the moment, the entrance of the corridor does not know how many zombies there are, and the space is not suitable for fighting. At that time, a small wound will be fatal.
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