"Run!" Everyone then ran to the storage room, and although it was nearly half reduced, it was still very crowded with all these people in the small room.
"I'll go up and lead the way!" Wotowski climbed up first.
"You two go up and take the wounded with you!" Thorne said to the two men.
The two men gave a disgusted look, neither of them wanted to carry the immobile dragger.
The wounded man's only open eyes showed pain and despair.
Thorne said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I'll take you! We'll all get out!" "Let me help you!" Kadam came over to help, and the trio, although they had trouble with Kadam, all admired Thorne and went forward to help carry the man up to the mezzanine.
Everyone evacuated one by one, entered the mezzanine, and after covering the baffle, the door to the storage room was slammed open, and the spiders pounded around the room, wondering where the hell the living people had gone.
Wotowski was at the front, followed by four survivors, Thorne with the wounded in the middle, Kadan close behind, and the trio of Polk in the back.
Everyone's movements were very light, afraid of disturbing the spiders below, although the situation below could not be seen, but a strange noise of insects below, so that all hearts were raised to the throat.
Only the row of the fifth fat woman's movements sluggish, her fat body in the mezzanine is left and right to meet the blockage, up and down the wall, purely as dunking sausage like raw to rub forward.
"Tell the back, the front of the board is a little loose, gently over!" Wotowski suddenly to the back of the message.
The word kept coming back, and everyone knew it.
But when the fat woman passed by, the board underneath a kazi kazi mess.
"You be careful!" The person in front of her warned her, "This board has come loose!" "Yes, yes, I know," the fat woman gasped, shaking her head and laughing to herself, "Alas, to me, wherever the board is, it looks like it's loose.
"Suddenly, the board underneath her collapsed violently, the fat woman cried out in shock and fell, Thorne was right behind her, quick-eyed, and grabbed her right ankle.
"What's going on back there?" Wotowski's questioning voice came from the front.
"AHHHH!!!" The fat woman was swinging around in mid-air like a thick sausage, and below her was a sea of spiders, all gathered below, waiting for her to fall.
"Stop screaming!" The man in front turned around and crawled over to help, the man fumbled and explored down, grabbed the woman's belt, pulling her upward with force, Thorne also pulled back with force, with his rescue.
Seeing the woman was about to be pulled up, the spiders below actually stepped one on top of the other, building a pyramid-shaped step! Several spiders jumped up and finally grabbed the fat woman's hair.
"Ah, God, help!" The fat woman was so frightened that she struggled desperately, and Thorne had trouble controlling their strength.
"Click click click ..." The plate under the man made a series of frightening sounds, and he looked up in fear and locked eyes with Thorne.
In less than half a second, he fell with the board! And at the moment he was still pulling the woman's belt, and the two were just hanging in mid-air, with spiders constantly leaping up and tearing at them.
Those further forward had guns and rushed to fire in support, but to no avail.
Thorne single-handedly supported the weight of two adults, especially the woman a top two, equivalent to a one-handed grasp of three people.
Even if he is a hunter, strength enhancement than the average person is quite strong, but also can not support such a weight.
Thorne gritted his teeth and held on, but the woman's ankle still slowly slipped from his hand.
"Ah!!!" Finally, two people fell heavily to the ground, a large group of spiders swarmed up and surrounded the two, the man barely struggled before being bitten to death.
The fat woman's life force was still tenacious, she actually managed to get up, and with a body full of dense spiders, she ran around like crazy, but soon collapsed on the ground, no more movement.
"Damn!" Thorne panted and pounded the wall, cursing.
"You did your best, don't beat yourself up!" Kadan reassured, "Now think about getting through the gap in front of you!" Thorne came back to his senses and carefully surveyed, two boards had fallen in front of him, revealing a gap of a meter, under normal circumstances, crossing this distance was nothing at all.
But they are now out of the crawling state, and also with a motionless wounded, it is difficult to get across.
"Oh my God, they're on top of the board!" Polk suddenly shouted from behind.
"What?" Thorne jerked back and saw through the gap in the human wall, where they had climbed up, the board was really being topped up, down, topped up, down ... "Who went last?" "I, I!" The freckled youth answered timidly.
"Damn, didn't you cover the board?" Polk questioned.
"Covered, or they would have opened with a slight bump!" Freckles argued.
"I believe you.
" Kadam said unexpectedly.
"Ha, that's a rational answer.
" the redhead taunted, still holding a grudge against Kadan for throwing dirt on himself.
"He's not like you.
" said Kadan as he looked at his watch, "He's the good guy, and you well ... will know in another five minutes.
""Damn, you do not shut that stinking mouth again, I will give you a thousand years to kill you believe it or not?!" Bock, relying on the terrain advantage, nakedly issued a threat.
Cardan "hum", only to frown and shut up.
In front of the cliff, behind the monster, the crowd is in a dilemma.
Thorne quickly measured the length of the gap, the heart of a cross, climbing over, a forward lunge, grabbed the opposite board, creeping on the gap, using the body to build a human bridge! "You--" Everyone was stunned, both those in front and those behind, all gazed at him with admiration and shock.
Polk's trio felt even more shocked that a man from Embraer had such courage to sacrifice himself for others.
"Hurry up and cross, even if I can hold on, this board will not last long!" The crowd immediately transported the wounded over, Thorne simply rely on the arms with the legs in support, the abdomen waist by a lot of pressure, but the full force, he thought to stick to a few minutes problem is not big.
The wounded just passed, behind is a clang, Thorne could not see what happened, only to hear the trio shouting, followed by a burst of gunfire.
"Move, the spiders are coming up!" The men behind him sped up, however, when Polk just passed, he heard Freckles scream, several spiders had caught up and crawled on him.
He desperately shot, but the bullets shot has not helped, here the space is narrow, his rifle can not be used flexibly, simply can not hurt the spiders on his body.
A spider crossed Freckles and tried to bite the red hair, Freckles shouted and grabbed the spider with his bare hands, not letting go even though he was frantically bitten! "You guys get out of here!!!" Freckles shouted at the top of his lungs.
The red hair also crossed Thorne, the combined efforts to pull him up, at the moment Freckles has been surrounded by spiders, only splattered blood and harsh screams.
Gritting his teeth, Polk shot Tweedledee in the head, ending his suffering.
"You guys go forward, I'll break off the rear!" Thorne said, patting Polk's shoulder.
Polk just shot, has completely proved that he is not an impostor.
Because impostors can't shoot their teammates, they can only rely on monsters to kill them instead.
Polk and red hair sadly looked at the drowned freckles one last time and turned around to advance.
Every time Thorne moved forward, he kicked down the board behind him so that the spiders couldn't chase them fast enough, and even when they climbed the wall, they were much slower than on flat ground because of their increased size.
Finally a board was stuck dead in the passage to make a temporary wall, hopefully blocking it for a while.
An exit appeared ahead, which should be the end of the passage.
When Thorne jumped back to the ground, there was an indescribable sense of solidity in his heart, the taste of crawling on hands and knees is not good.
This is the clothing store next door that Wotowski said, the inside is still relatively neat and tidy, it can be seen that the owner of the store should have closed when the crisis broke out, so the store can remain intact.
But there is still the roar of the corpses outside the door.
Those who came out first are not talking at the moment, everyone is still immersed in that heart-stopping feeling from earlier.
"Ten seconds of silence for those who didn't make it out alive ..." Thorne suggested, and everyone was solemnly silent.
"Good, now count the ammunition, check around for available supplies, we are not yet completely out of danger!" "I ran out of bullets.
" someone said.
"I can give you some, save it.
""Thanks a lot!" "Who has a 7.62?" "I do, but not much more, I can only give you ten rounds.
""That's enough!" The crowd loaded up a bit, someone turned out a pistol left in the locker by the shopkeeper, and a box of bullets, and someone used the folding chair as a weapon.
Seeing that the crowd was properly equipped, Thorne asked Wotowski.
"How do we go now?" "Follow me!" Wotowski pushed open the inner door, there are stairs inside, all the way to the second floor, is a locked iron door.
A shot to unlock it, behind it was the balcony, connected to the safety ladder toward the upper floor, the crowd finally came outside.
"Keep your voice down, there are corpses not far away.
" Wotowski warned the group.
Thorne looked downwards, they were now at the edge of the corpse swarm, and as long as they could get further up the stairs from the roof and down again, they would be safe, mainly to avoid the dogs roaming nearby.
"Ah!" Suddenly someone exclaimed, the crowd looked at the sound, only to see the opposite third floor railing, a man somehow fell outside the parapet, is struggling to climb up, but hands hair, and finally fell to the ground, died a horrible death among the corpses.
This scene made Thorne feel extraordinarily familiar.
"Boom!" A flash of fire came out of the opposite building! The crowd saw a young woman stumble out of the escape door, dodging the flames as she descended the stairs.
Suddenly, the wall broke apart and a huge black shadow appeared in front of her, striking her hard and knocking her to the ground.
The giant was three meters tall, dressed in a black oily trench coat, extremely strong, his face was horrible, with exposed teeth, stitches in his mangled face, thick purple veins twisting like tentacles in his neck, and a heavy thud with every step.