Chapter 35: Don't dream

【System Prompt: Day 6 of the apocalypse, current environment: blizzard intensified, outdoor temperature -45°C, zombie gathering density in the 45th-floor stairwell reached peak, strange helicopter hovering continuously.】

"Bang!"

The sound of a sniper rifle suddenly exploded, breaking the short-lived peace. Lin Chen's pupils shrank.

Almost instinctively, he lunged toward Xia Nuan, but Xia Nuan happened to bend down to pick up the lighter that had fallen to the ground.

The bullet grazed her hair and hit the steel plate behind her, splashing a string of sparks.

"Xia Nuan!"

Lin Chen pulled her behind the shelter, his heart pounding wildly. Xia Nuan gripped his arm.

Her palms were full of cold sweat, her voice trembling: "Just now... someone shot at me?"

Lin Chen looked up at the strange helicopter outside the window. The person in the cabin had already retracted the sniper rifle.

But that cold gaze seemed to be still nailed to them. He rushed to the window and roared at the helicopter: "Who the hell are you?

Why shoot at Xia Nuan!" No one responded in the helicopter.

It just slowly descended a bit, and a red light suddenly lit up on the fuselage.

It was the skull logo of the 'Shadow' organization! Lin Chen's molars clicked together.

His fists clenched until they were white: "It's you! Pretending to be helpers, playing with me, right!"

As soon as he finished speaking,

The side door of the helicopter opened, and two Gatling guns poked out.

The "da-da-da" sound of gunfire rang out instantly. Bullets hit the bulletproof glass.

The hole previously blown out by the armor-piercing cannon expanded by another circle, and glass shards fell like knives. Lin Chen hurriedly pulled Xia Nuan to hide back behind the shelter.

His ears were full of the echoes of gunfire. "How could they disguise themselves as a strange helicopter?"

Xia Nuan leaned against the wall, breathing rapidly. "To make us lower our guard!" Lin Chen gritted his teeth.

"If you hadn't picked up the lighter just now, now..." He didn't dare to think further.

He could only grip his gun and stare outside the window. The helicopter was still strafing, and the bulletproof glass was almost unable to hold on.

Cracks spread like a spider web. Just at this moment,

A loud "clatter" came from the steel plate behind the stairwell door, followed by the roar of zombies. Lin Chen leaned out to look.

The steel plate was dented by the zombies, and the screws at the edge had loosened.

"The zombies are about to break through!" He shouted, picked up a steel pipe, and rushed over.

Xia Nuan also followed and picked up a fire axe, ready to help at any time. Gatling bullets were still sweeping into the room.

The floor was riddled with holes, and wood chips and cement chunks fell all over the ground.

Lin Chen used the steel pipe to hold the steel plate while cursing at the window: "'Shadow' organization scum!

If you have the ability, come and fight openly; what kind of ability is it to hide in a helicopter!"

"Lin Chen, stop cursing, block the steel plate first!"

Xia Nuan stuffed the fire axe into his hand and moved a water bucket full of water herself.

She braced it against the steel plate, "This can hold for a while!"

Lin Chen nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the sound of a loudspeaker from the helicopter.

It was the cold voice from before: "Lin Chen, don't waste your effort. Your steel plate can't hold the zombies.

Your glass can't hold our bullets either. Today, you two will definitely die!"

"Go to hell!"

Lin Chen grabbed the crossbow bolt on the ground and aimed at the helicopter's propeller.

He pulled the trigger. The crossbow bolt with explosives flew out.

But it was blocked by the helicopter's windshield, and with a "bang," it exploded.

Leaving only a small mark.

"Just this little ability?" The loudspeaker mocked, "Let me show you something else."

A chaotic roar suddenly came from downstairs in the residential area. Lin Chen looked downstairs.

The zombies in the snow were swarming toward the 45th floor like a tide.

Dense and packed, even the stairwell entrance was blocked.

"We have already lured the zombies over," the cold voice continued.

"No matter how strong your door is, it can't withstand so many zombies slamming into it.

Wait to be eaten!"

Lin Chen gritted his teeth and said nothing, just added another steel pipe to the steel plate.

He knew the 'Shadow' organization was deliberately provoking him, but he couldn't panic now—

The steel plate of the stairwell door was thickened, and although it was shaking from the impact, it hadn't broken yet;

The bulletproof glass had holes, but the core frame was still there.

The Gatling gun couldn't shoot through it for a while.

More importantly, there were more than a dozen boxes of compressed biscuits and freeze-dried meat piled in the storage room.

There was enough drinking water for both of them to drink for three months, so even if they outlasted them, they could afford it.

The Gatling gunfire finally stopped, and the helicopter hovered outside the window.

As if waiting for an opportunity. Lin Chen took the opportunity to check the situation in the room:

The supply boxes were all fine, and most of the supplies were behind the shelter.

They weren't damaged;

But the water and electricity meter location was shot through. The water meter was already frozen.

The pointer of the electricity meter was jumping wildly.

"Xia Nuan, you go check the water and electricity; I'll watch outside."

Lin Chen said.

Xia Nuan nodded.

Carefully avoiding the holes on the ground, she walked toward the water and electricity meter.

Just as she walked over, she let out an "ah": "The wire of the electricity meter is broken!"

Lin Chen's heart sank. Just as he was about to go over to look, the lights in the room suddenly went out, and the surveillance screen also went black and lost power.

The biting cold air poured in through the holes in the window, and Lin Chen shivered.

He roared at the window: "It's you playing tricks! Cutting off my power to freeze us to death?

Don't dream, I have enough supplies to eat and drink; I won't freeze to death!"

There was still no response in the helicopter, but Lin Chen could imagine the people inside laughing secretly.

He walked to Xia Nuan's side and shone the flashlight on his phone on the electricity meter:

"The wire is broken, it needs to be reconnected." "But there is still a Gatling gun outside, how to connect it?"

Xia Nuan asked. "Wait until they finish strafing next time, I'll take the opportunity to connect it."

Lin Chen frowned, "Now block the holes in the window first.

Otherwise, the cold air will come in too fast, and it will be troublesome if the supplies are frozen."

The two found a thick canvas and nailed it to the holes in the window with nails.

Just after nailing it, the Gatling gunfire rang out again, and the canvas was full of holes.

The cold air was still pouring in. Lin Chen cursed.

He could only pull Xia Nuan to hide back behind the shelter, his gun always pointed outside the window.

Time passed bit by bit, from morning to noon, and then to the afternoon.

The 'Shadow' organization's helicopter never left.

From time to time, it would strafe for a while with the Gatling gun or mock them with a loudspeaker.

The zombies in the stairwell didn't stop either, and the steel plate was shaking more and more.

The edges had begun to deform.

Xia Nuan leaned against Lin Chen, her face a little pale. There was no heating in the room, and the temperature was getting lower and lower.

Her hands and feet had begun to go numb. Lin Chen took off his down jacket and draped it over her.

His voice was as soft as possible: "Hold on for a while longer, their helicopter fuel will always run out.

We have plenty of supplies, we can afford to outlast them."

"But without heating, it will be even colder at night."

Xia Nuan whispered. Lin Chen dug out two thick sleeping bags from the storage room.

And brought over a pile of compressed biscuits: "At night, we'll squeeze into the sleeping bags.

If we're hungry, we'll eat biscuits; we'll definitely be able to hold on." He knew Xia Nuan was worried about the cold.

But now they could only hold on hard. Fortunately, the supplies were sufficient, at least they didn't have to worry about eating.

In fact, he was also calculating the time. The helicopter had been hovering for so long, the fuel consumption must be huge.

Maybe it would leave in the middle of the night. But until dark, the helicopter was still outside the window.

Only the frequency of strafing was a little lower. At 8:00 PM, the snow outside was falling even heavier.

The temperature had dropped to -45°C.

Lin Chen leaned against the shelter, listening to the wind and zombie roars outside.

And the roar of the helicopter, his heart was anxious and angry.

He took out his phone and dialed the 'Shadow' organization's number. This time it actually got through.

"Lin Chen, want to surrender?" The cold voice came.

"Surrender your mother!"

Lin Chen roared.

"If you have the ability, come down and fight.

Hiding in a helicopter all the time, what kind of man is that? Cutting off my power, luring zombies, just this little ability?

I have supplies piled up in my room, I won't starve or freeze to death. If you have the ability, outlast me until next year!"

"We have plenty of time to outlast you," the other party laughed.

"You have no heating, the temperature at night can drop to -50°C.

Even with sleeping bags, you won't last a few days. Tomorrow morning, we will use armor-piercing cannons to blow up your door.

Then let's see how you hide."

The phone hung up.

Lin Chen stared at the black screen, his heart feeling cold.

He turned to look at Xia Nuan. Xia Nuan had already fallen asleep leaning on him.

Her brows were still furrowed.

He gently carried her into the sleeping bag in the storage room, covered her with a quilt.

And stuffed a few bags of compressed biscuits beside her, then walked to the window.

Looking at the helicopter outside. The moonlight shone down through the snow mist.

The outline of the helicopter was particularly ferocious in the night. Lin Chen clenched his fists.

Reciting in his heart: No matter what conspiracy you have, I won't let you hurt Xia Nuan.

We have plenty of supplies, we'll outlast you even if it kills us. Tomorrow, even if I risk my life,

I will fight you to the end.

Just at this moment, he heard a slight movement from the storage room.

It wasn't Xia Nuan's voice, it was like someone rummaging through the supply boxes.

Lin Chen instantly gripped his gun and slowly walked toward the storage room.

The flashlight on his phone shone over. In the corner of the storage room,

A dark shadow was squatting there, holding a knife in his hand.

And holding two bags of compressed biscuits in his arms.

It was Zhang Hao!

Lin Chen's pupils shrank: "Zhang Hao?

How did you get in! And you dare to steal my supplies!" Zhang Hao slowly stood up.

With a weird smile on his face, his eyes were empty, as if he hadn't heard Lin Chen's words.

Just muttering to himself: "Xia Ya... are you here? I've been looking for you for a long time..."

The compressed biscuits in his arms fell to the ground.

But the knife in his hand was gripped even tighter.

He walked step by step toward Xia Nuan in the sleeping bag. ===== CHAPTER 36 =====