Chapter 283: Gun Raised

【System detects infirmary iron door damage level reached 60%, expected to collapse completely in three minutes】

When the cold mechanical voice sounded in Lin Hao's mind, he was standing behind the iron door,

holding the gun with six bullets in his hand. The golden light had completely dissipated,

the warm feeling still lingering on his chest, and the flower sea and smiling faces in the illusion had disappeared,

leaving only the crashing and growling sounds of zombies in the corridor, slamming against his eardrums one after another.

He looked down at the gun in his hand; the six bullets in the cylinder were all gleaming,

and his father's words echoed in his ears. He gripped the gun handle tightly, pressed his thumb against the cylinder latch, but didn't pull the trigger as expected, nor did he point the gun at his own temple. He turned, his gaze falling on the key inserted in the door lock; it was left by Lin Chen before he left, hanging on the hook on the door frame.

【System prompt, host did not choose self-destruction behavior, vital signs remain stable】

Lin Hao ignored the system's prompt. He raised his hand and took down the key, inserting it into the keyhole of the iron door. His fingers were still trembling from the previous weakness,

he steadied his wrist and turned the key gently. With a crisp click, the lock core popped open, and the door lock unlocked. He let go, and the key fell to the ground, making a crisp sound, exceptionally clear amidst the noisy crashing sounds.

The zombies in the corridor seemed to notice the loosening of the door lock, and the intensity of the crashing increased abruptly. The iron door made a loud bang, tilting toward the inside,

revealing a pitch-black gap. The growls of the zombies instantly amplified, and the stench of rot poured in through the gap, making one dizzy. Lin Hao stepped back, gripped the gun in his hand, his eyes calm, without the slightest fear.

【System detects zombie group is about to break through the obstacle, suggests host immediately start defense mode】

Lin Hao still did not respond to the system. He looked at the gap that was growing larger and larger,

looked at the twisted faces of the zombies and their outstretched claws, and slowly raised the gun in his hand.

His arm was steady, without the slightest shaking, the gun muzzle pointing straight ahead, not at his own heart, nor at his own head, but toward that precarious iron door, toward the zombie group about to pour in.

The first zombie finally broke through the gap in the iron door, stumbling in, its rotting claws reaching for Lin Hao's shoulder. Lin Hao did not dodge,

his finger slowly tightening on the trigger, his gaze locked on the zombie's head. There were more and more zombies in the corridor, growling, crowding, rushing toward the infirmary, like a black tide.

【System prompt, host's current behavior mode is active counterattack, energy consumption rate increased】

Lin Hao's breathing was steady, his heartbeat without the slightest disorder. He looked at the approaching zombies, looked at their turbid eyes and dripping saliva, and the gun in his hand was still held steadily. He didn't fire, just maintained this posture, like an unmoving statue. The zombies seemed to be deterred by his calmness; the few in front stopped their steps, pacing anxiously in place, emitting low growls.

He thought of what Lin Chen said before he left, thought of Chu Yao's smile in the illusion, thought of Lu Ran waving in the flower field, thought of the wisp of golden light A-Nian left behind. These images flashed through his mind, but didn't let his eyes have the slightest fluctuation. He just held the gun, toward the rushing zombies, toward that black tide.

The iron door collapsed completely, hitting the ground with a deafening sound. The zombie group became restless again. They growled, rushing toward Lin Hao. The zombie in front was only three steps away from him, its rotting claws almost touching his cheek. Lin Hao's finger exerted force slightly, and the gun body made a slight sound.

【System detects host's finger pressure reached the trigger threshold, about to complete the first shot】

Lin Hao looked at the rushing zombie, looked at its wide-open bloody mouth, his eyes still calm. He didn't retreat, didn't hesitate, the gun in his hand held steadily,

the muzzle aimed at the center of that zombie's brow. The growling sounds around grew louder,

the zombies' claws grew closer, the stench grew stronger, but his arm was still as steady as a rock. ===== CHAPTER 284 =====