Chapter 1: The Subway to the Apocalypse
At that moment, I was terrified; that person's eyes were blood-red, resembling those of a corpse
The crowd began to stir restlessly, and the man who had just shouted angrily yelled, "If you don't start driving soon, I'll smash the windows!" "Stop gesturing, it's embarrassing; if you really want to smash something, then go ahead! Just wait patiently!" His plump wife grabbed his ear. A few well-meaning young men started to walk towards the front of the train, wanting to see what was happening.
The frequency of a woman's scream behind him was clearly higher than all the surrounding noise. Zheng Jieming's mind went blank as he passed through several train cars, only to find that the crowd ahead was growing denser. Voices of anger and fear emerged from the front, "Clear the way for him!" "You bastards! Let us through quickly!"
I was so scared at that moment that I was stunned, and my boyfriend stepped in front of me and pushed that person away
Only the sound of screams could be heard from behind. Zheng Jieming turned around to see that Car No. 1 had also descended into chaos at some point. Under the green light, people were biting at each other, and a red mist of blood filled the air. The people from Car No. 1 wanted to return to Car No. 2, but they were firmly blocked by those who had just smashed the door of Car No. 2.
The commotion at Car 5 intensified further; under the green light, the crowd surged madly towards Car 4. A few individuals became trapped at the junction of the carriages, while those behind pushed them to the ground, trampling their bodies as if a flood had burst its banks and rushed into Car 4.
Before Zheng Jieming could fully comprehend the situation, the man with the small mustache began to strike the passage door violently. The lower part of the door was made of metal, while the upper part was fitted with a piece of glass. The small mustache man continued to slam against the glass, each impact causing Zheng Jieming's heart to race even more. He felt a wave of nausea suddenly subside, while those around him who were still able to move began to retreat, and others had already collapsed.
Half the people in the carriage surged out. Zheng Jieming was swept out by the crowd; he felt as if he had been expelled by the subway. Helplessly, he waited by the door until the subway had emptied out, then he returned to the carriage with a slightly more composed demeanor. The carriage was now much emptier. Zheng Jieming thought to himself, this way the subway can run faster. If it weren't for the fact that I still have to rely on my salary and bonuses to bide my time and seek development, I wouldn't bother competing with the morning rush hour. He imagined himself pushing open the conference room door, panting, only for the boss to glance at his watch and tell him to get lost, while his colleagues looked on in fear as he left, feeling even more suffocated and anxious. Zheng Jieming thought to himself, this way the subway can run faster. If it weren't for the fact that I still have to rely on my salary and bonuses to bide my time and seek development, I wouldn't bother competing with the morning rush hour. He imagined himself pushing open the conference room door, panting, only for the boss to glance at his watch and tell him to get lost, while his colleagues looked on in fear as he left, feeling even more suffocated and anxious.
The neck hung crookedly on the shoulder, and in Zheng Jie Ming's mind, images of zombies from the movie surfaced
Run! Zheng Jieming could not spare a thought as to why; a single voice echoed in his heart, urging him to turn and run towards the front of the train, joining the throng of people rushing towards Car No. 1.
Currently, Xiao Wang remains in a coma in the hospital, while the deranged assailant appears to have suffered a severe concussion and is being held in the hospital. The police are currently investigating this matter. Similar attack incidents have occurred three times nationwide within this week, and it has yet to be determined whether there is a common cause. Here, we would also like to remind the public to pay attention to their own safety
Zheng Jieming's heart raced, leaving no time for complaints. He quickly got up and instinctively retreated towards the front car. He heard a heavy crashing sound coming from car number 5, followed by a loud shattering noise, the sound of glass breaking.
"I don't want to die." Zheng Jieming suddenly heard a voice deep within his heart. Yes, there is still hope, there must be, both ends of the carriage have collapsed, and only carriage number 2 is temporarily safe, there must be hope. He took a moment to collect himself and carefully scanned his surroundings, his eyes landing on the red safety hammer. Got it! He took a quick step forward, grabbed the hammer, and without hesitation began to smash the window. He turned his head and saw that the man with the small mustache had already crawled into the carriage, his body covered in shards of glass, getting up from the ground and starting to gnaw on the unconscious woman.
Did Xiao Wang retaliate later
capable
He glanced at the number above the connection section—Car No. 4, with a total of 6 cars, and there were still 3 cars away from the front. He then leaned forward and walked ahead, the alarm continued to blare incessantly, and the green light made him feel extremely ominous
The two men beside him did not think much of it; they jumped out of the car directly, looked around, and ran towards the front of the vehicle. Zheng Jieming glanced back at the carriage, which was in disarray. The connecting doors of carriages 1 and 2 could no longer hold, and the enraged people rushed in, biting at anyone they saw. He bit his lower lip, jumped out of the carriage, and ran towards the front of the vehicle
Madness... madness... Is this hell! Zheng Jieming felt a wave of nausea, wanting to retch, while in the corner of the carriage, someone could no longer hold it together, curled up on the ground and vomiting
Then that person launched an attack
At that moment, Zheng Jieming watched in disbelief as the little bearded man stood up again! Was he still alive? ...! Zheng Jieming felt a mix of terror and sympathy for this unfortunate person. A large chunk of the little bearded man's neck had been bitten off, and blood no longer oozed out. The right side of his face, along with his beard, was missing a significant portion, revealing his fierce teeth, and his eyes ... ...! Zheng Jieming felt a mix of terror and sympathy for this unfortunate person. A large chunk of the little bearded man's neck had been bitten off, and blood no longer oozed out. The right side of his face, along with his beard, was missing a significant portion, revealing his fierce teeth, and his eyes ... ...
Ding dong
The woman beside him fainted at the sight before her. A man involved in blocking the door stared blankly at the face of the man with the small mustache being devoured, and he numbly moved to the middle of the corridor, kneeling on the ground, covering his head, unable to make another sound. Zheng Jieming watched the trembling body of the man with the small mustache, and he began to tremble as well. Ultimately, the man with the small mustache could not hold on any longer and was pinned down by the red-eyed person. The door to the corridor had glass only in the upper half, and he could no longer see the condition of the man with the small mustache. The scene of the entire carriage biting each other came into view.
"If it weren't for the fact that I rely on my monthly salary of 12,000 yuan to pay the mortgage, I would leave right now!" This heroic response immediately sprang to his mind, but in the end, he did not dare to voice it, stifling himself to just two words
Yesterday afternoon, a malicious assault incident occurred in Xinzho City, Western Province of our country. Let us now look at the latest report
Zheng Jieming felt a wave of confusion in his heart; it was too bizarre, like the dead or zombies biting people. His father was a soldier and was rarely at home. Growing up in the military compound, he had heard many brutal war stories and often engaged in fights himself. However, he had never encountered anything so eerie.
Zheng Jieming had no time to appreciate the rare clean morning sun; he anxiously navigated through the square dance group of elderly women, darted across the bustling streets, and rushed past the security check into the subway station. Without a second thought, he squeezed into an overcrowded carriage. As the doors closed, he slumped against the door, feeling weak. The low temperature of the air conditioning sent chills through his sweat-drenched body, and he indignantly suspected that the subway company was actually profiting hospitals.
The last day of May, Thursday, at 7:50 AM, Central China Time
Bang ! ! ''
The subway departed from the platform, accelerating into the darkness. It shook with a series of creaks and suddenly came to a halt with a sharp brake. The passengers in the carriage were caught off guard, all leaning forward. A man could not help but curse loudly.
As the sound of the subway doors closing echoed, Zheng Jieming faced the doors, lowering his head to adjust the collar of his shirt. With three or four stops remaining, he was preparing for a sprint upon disembarking
Zheng Jieming was startled and looked up from the book in surprise. A man in a suit and leather shoes had collided with the car door, repeatedly knocking on it, appearing very anxious
He didn't say anything, he just charged towards you
Ah ... let go of your mouth
This group of people rushed to the side of the train door, incessantly banging on it. The passengers inside turned their heads to look out the window as the subway slowly started moving. The station staff attempted to pull the frantic individuals away from the edge of the platform. Zheng Jieming felt uneasy, worried that the subway might stop because of these rowdy people, affecting his commute to work, while also sensing something was amiss. Why did these people appear so fearful? What were they in such a hurry for? Were they in a rush to be reborn? He had never witnessed such a scene in the subway before
At 6 PM, the victim, Xiao Wang, and her girlfriend were walking in the park when suddenly a perpetrator rushed out from the woods ahead and attacked them
The alarm suddenly blared, and a young woman cried out in fear. Zheng Jieming grew increasingly anxious, wondering, "Could a technical malfunction really trigger the alarm?" He put away his phone, looked around, and walked to the connection between the carriages, peering forward in an attempt to understand what was happening. All he could see, however, was a sea of green light and people with equally bewildered green heads.
Immediately afterwards, more terrified screams from men and women came from the rear car. A man twisted open the door at the connection of car number 5, charged through the crowd, and let out a panicked, short cry as he ran towards the front of the car. Zheng Jieming was caught off guard and was heavily knocked to the ground.
As the door just closed, a sudden loud noise erupted from the carriage
"He is that madman who bit down on my boyfriend's right arm and wouldn't let go, tearing off a large chunk of flesh..."
How did Xiao Wang get injured
Outside the vehicle is a subway tunnel, with a narrow passage approximately one person wide left between the tunnel and the vehicle body
Zheng Jieming recalled the panicked crowd at the previous station and thought that if he ran back, the chances of survival would be slim. Suddenly, a thought struck him: why had the train stopped? Could it be that something had happened at the next station as well? This thought hit him like a blow to the head.
The subway has arrived at a transfer station
He limped over, his neck awkwardly hanging from his shoulder, as if it were about to fall off
Zheng Jieming was not spared either, crashing heavily against the railing on the side of the door. Before he could react, all the lights in the subway car went out simultaneously. He heard the sound of the fan in the subway car come to a halt, just like his own emotions.
It is now Car 2! He looked up at the sign and saw that the door at the junction of Cars 1 and 2 was closed! A group of people was frantically banging and crashing against the door. Through the glass on the door, a bustling crowd was pressing against the other side of Car 1, pushing hard against the junction door, preventing Zheng Jieming and his group from passing.
Zheng Jieming looked at the screen, where a reporter was interviewing a pale-faced woman
In the face of impending disaster, everyone is filled with trepidation. At this moment, Zheng Jieming, along with others, is confined in Car No. 2, where several burly men are blocking the door to Car No. 3. Through the gaps between their heads, Zheng Jieming sees that Car No. 3 is already in chaos, with people grappling with one another. A small mustached man, in a state of desperation, is pleading as he presses against the glass, banging on it with all his might. Behind him, a red-eyed figure lunges forward and bites into the mustached man's neck.
Move forward and take a look? Given the situation, being late is already a foregone conclusion. The subway should quickly send someone to handle this; it is crucial not to get stuck here, he pondered.
He turned around to look back, and the trailing vehicle was also enveloped in green light, making it impossible to see anything clearly. The people in the carriage ceased making noise, and those who were originally seated stood up one after another, holding their breath as they looked back.
Damn it! Selfish beasts! Zheng Jieming spat and turned around, only to find that at some point, the people in his carriage had also locked and blocked the connection between carriages 2 and 3.
One strike, two strikes, the glass remains motionless; it must be that the wrong spot has been hit. Zheng Jieming gripped the hammer handle made of hard plastic, touched the hammerhead with his left hand, which was made of iron and very hard, with a protruding corner, no issues there. He thought to himself and, using all his strength, aimed for the edge of the window glass and struck again
"Go to hell! You stepped on me!" A woman shouted sharply from a distance in the carriage, while a burly man repeatedly apologized. Zheng Jieming turned to look in the direction of the commotion, only to see a cluster of crowded heads. Where in the morning rush hour is there no traffic? People were crammed into the subway, the most torturous yet the only controllable mode of urban transportation.
"It is finished, today I shall meet my end here." Zheng Jieming stood in the middle of the carriage, glancing towards Car 3, where the man with the mustache had already smashed the glass and was crawling through the doorway littered with shards of glass. Turning to look at Car 1, he saw several people fiercely guarding the entrance. The smell of blood invaded his nostrils and lungs
"... that madman was knocked down by a punch, and the people nearby rushed over to help us hold him down"
Crack! The glass shattered, yet the fragments remained connected. He continued to strike, clearing away the shards. Two men, a painter and a bookman, came over to assist. Zheng Jieming used a hammer to sweep along the lower edge of the window, clearing away the remaining glass shards. He leaned out of the vehicle and glanced to the left and right.
What is going on
Can you do it or not? If not, get lost! The scolding voice of that son of a turtle boss kept echoing in his mind. The recent failure of a business deal had dragged down the entire company's performance, and the boss had given him a severe reprimand yesterday, mandating that he appear at today's morning meeting to reflect and conduct a self-analysis in front of all his colleagues
His eyes are blood red
Oh my God! What the hell is happening? Zheng Jieming's heart raced suddenly, and he felt as if his head had exploded with a buzzing sound. The world around him became eerily quiet, and all he could hear was the crisp sound of flesh being bitten open, followed by blood spraying onto the glass with a splattering sound that felt deafening. Then, the red-eyed person tore off half of the little mustache's face in one bite
A sudden scream from a woman pierced through the tail of the vehicle, the urgent and continuous cry assaulting Zheng Jieming's ears
Beep beep beep
He was in a state of confusion, contemplating how to explain his tardiness to his boss and how to cope with the disdainful gazes of his colleagues. With his arms crossed over his chest, he swayed left and right with the crowd, while the noise of the subway media continuously filled his ears
What the hell! What is going on! What happened!
A night of fierce winds swept through, and the weather in northern Zhongzhou was harsh and unreasonable. The savage winds carried away the brutal haze, leaving behind a brief moment of refreshing blue skies and white clouds after sunrise, as well as a chance for people to catch their breath
Behind him, a group of men and women were desperately rushing from the stairway, seemingly all trying to catch this train
He is going to be late. To hell with the morning meeting! He glanced at the time displayed on the subway media above people's heads. The subway would take at least half an hour to reach the station where the company is located. After getting off the train, he would have to run desperately for ten minutes to reach the company, but the morning meeting would start in ten minutes.
He kept taking out his phone to check the time. The long five minutes passed, yet the train remained completely still. The green emergency lights illuminated the entire carriage in a dull green hue. He dialed his boss's phone, but damn, there was no signal at all! It must be a subway malfunction! This job is likely to be lost, Zheng Jieming lamented inwardly, pitying his 12,000 salary! Pitying his mortgage! This job is likely to be lost, Zheng Jieming lamented inwardly, pitying his 12,000 salary! Pitying his mortgage!
He dared not turn back at all, only hearing the surrounding wails, screams, alarms, cries, footsteps, and the sound of shattering glass merging into one, suffocating him.