Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 424 - 422: The Undying Spirit of the Army

Oh no! Luo Yi’s heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately turned his eyes to his companion beside him, initially intending to alert them to the unexpected situation. However, to his surprise, the other was staring at him in the same way.

The raindrops gradually began to fall, as if this unexpected change in the weather was the heavens unable to bear the tragic fate of the stadium.

But this compassion only brought near-catastrophic disaster to the survivors trapped among the beasts.

His footsteps began to quicken instinctively, because as the rain descended, Luo Yi could clearly feel the "disguise" painted on his face starting to dissolve.

The reaction on the zombies was immediate; their curiosity was rekindled. Having already accepted the "survivors," they now clearly sensed that something was wrong.

It’s hard to imagine the psychological state of Luo Yi and his group at that moment, knowing they were about to be exposed yet unable to flee—a situation that could truly drive a normal person insane.

As the rain continued to wash away, the human scent hidden beneath the stench of decay began to waft out, driving the zombies to even more frenzied actions. Jaws opened and closed deliberately on Luo Yi and his group, as if trying to force them to reveal themselves.

This was a difficult decision to make. To run meant immediate attack by the horde; to stay meant eventually being revealed by the rain.

The three of them continued to approach the North Gate, caught in this dilemma.

And during this, the intensity of the rain also gradually increased.

Finally, less than 50 meters from the North Gate, Luo Yi decisively raised his cleaver and swung it down on the arrogant beast in front of him. "Brothers, stop pretending! Run now!"

Indeed, it was time to run, as there was hardly any disguise left on the survivors.

Under no circumstances should they linger in battle! This was Luo Yi’s parting advice, but given the situation, it was not an easy task.

Facing the attacking zombies, the three soldiers could only fight while retreating.

Their appearance incited the entire zombie crowd to extreme excitement.

The shouting spread across the entire stadium in an instant, and the swift "Runners" and "Climbers" began to rapidly gather towards the North Gate.

Seeing this scene, the soldiers didn’t dare hesitate, and after knocking down the beasts around them, they turned and sprinted towards the exit.

meters, 4 meters, 3 meters; Luo Yi was the first to rush out of the North Gate, followed closely by Ling Dong. But as they turned back to check on Fu Guo’s situation, the two of them simultaneously widened their eyes in astonishment.

"Fu Guo! What are you doing?"

Fu Guo stood at the threshold of the exit, just one step away from freedom.

And yet, he stood motionless, grasping the door with both hands.

"Brothers! Go on! I’ll hold off these beasts!"

Clearly, with the speed of Luo Yi and the others, escaping the tireless "Runners" was an impossible task.

Even if they managed to put some distance between themselves and the zombies, eventually they would still meet a violent end.

Therefore, they had to find a way to shake them off, and the best option was undoubtedly to close the stadium doors.

What Fu Guo planned to do was exactly that!

He had deliberately slowed his pace so his comrades could leave the base first.

Hearing the farewell in Fu Guo’s words, Luo Yi’s eyes turned blood-red: "What the hell are you saying! We live together, we die together! Don’t you dare become a hero without me!"

Having said this, Luo Yi charged back towards the stadium like a mad beast, roaring!

Just as he took a step, Fu Guo smiled faintly, and then the wide-open iron door began to gradually close.

"Bastard! Fu Guo! You bastard! I said it! We live together, we die together! Get your ass back out here!"

BAM! With all his strength, Luo Yi crashed against the thick iron door, sending a violent tremor through it.

But he was ultimately too late; the door had been completely sealed!

"Open the door! Open the door! Get this damn door open!"

Fu Guo smiled as he heard his comrades pounding desperately outside, then turned gravely to face the incoming zombie horde.

The beasts loomed in a massive, dark swarm, numbering in the hundreds if not more, but Fu Guo stood fearlessly, chest out, blocking the door.

"Come on then, beasts! If you want to get through this door, you’ll have to step over my dead body!"

"Luo Yi! You punk, you must survive to meet the captain. Remember to tell him, I haven’t disgraced our company’s flag!"

"Where the Sharp Blade points, nothing stands in its way!"

The motto resounded across the sky, yet Luo Yi kept pounding desperately on the iron door, repeating "Open the door! Open the door!"

But his cries were in vain; the door remained closed, and his only response was the iron-clad oath forged with the blood of countless martyrs, etched into the heart of every Sharp Blade soldier.

This is the determination of Huaxia soldiers! This is the soul of Huaxia’s military!

Death while standing is better than life while kneeling! Even in death, blood must be spilled forward!

Soon, there was a commotion from inside, and Fu Guo’s shouts grew fainter as bright red blood started to trickle through the gap under the door.

Seeing this vivid ribbon of red, Luo Yi’s tears finally flowed uncontrollably, and his angry fists hammered heavily on the door.

Damn it! Damn it!! Damn it!!!

With three roars, each louder than the last, when the shouting ceased, Luo Yi stood up suddenly, as if transformed, with his eyes blazing with fiery determination.

Kill! Kill kill! Kill kill kill! The cold gleam of the steel blade swept through the rain, felling one beast after another that dared approach.

Blood mixed with rain soon stained the ground, but even so, it couldn’t ease the grief of Luo Yi’s lost comrade.

Noticing Luo Yi’s imbalance, Ling Dong quickly stepped forward to steady him.

Though he too grieved for Fu Guo’s sacrifice, their primary mission now was clearly not vengeance.

After all, Fu Guo chose to die bravely so they could get away.

If they couldn’t control their emotions and ended up losing their own lives, it would really waste Fu Guo’s sacrifice.

Regardless of whether Luo Yi agreed, Ling Dong, who was supporting him, quickly chose a path of escape and ran for their lives.

The rain still poured, and a nearly "hellish massacre" finally drew to a close in this dreary downpour.

Yet this is not the end, because as long as the apocalypse continues, similar tragedies will keep happening. (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please visit QiDian (qidian.com) to vote with your recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please read on m.qidian.com.)