Deeply trapped in a nightmare that cannot be controlled and controlled, it seems that he is living in two worlds at the same time. Where should the center of gravity fall?

The sky suddenly became dark, with thick smoke and fire all around, sharp sirens and panicked cries everywhere. Zhou Chu stood in the street, looking around in a daze.

Then he was pushed suddenly by someone, and a loud noise rushed into his eardrums.

"You're not leaving quickly! If you continue to be slow, you'll be waiting to be bitten to death by those monsters!"

He pushed Zhou Chu and shouted at him was a tall and burly man. Zhou Chu was pushed and shouted, subconsciously ran forward with the not-so-large crowd, but Zhou Chu still subconsciously turned his head to look.

At the end of the escaped crowd, not too far from the way, a group of dead bodies resurrected again, most of the exposed skin had been ulcerated, revealing the bright red and blurred flesh of flesh, shaking their arms, walking quickly or slowly in a stiff and weird twisted posture, chasing towards themselves.

Zombie! Something seemed to flash through Zhou Chu's mind, but he didn't catch it, and he didn't have time to think about it. It was just blank, and he ran forward with the running crowd.

After rushing through a building that was burning and seemed to collapse at any time, Zhou Chu and the escaped crowd saw the flashing red and blue lights and roadblocks in front of them, as well as the policemen who were gunning and live ammunition behind the bunkers and police cars, and there were tweeters urging them loudly.

"Hurry up! Run faster!"

Zhou Chu, who rarely exercised after work, felt that his legs were as heavy as lead. There was nothing in his already blank mind now, but he didn't dare to stop or slow down. He just ran with all his might and ran towards the safety behind the roadblock.

The sound of running wind and constant urging in his ears, and the "Hurry" getting closer and closer. Zhou Chu only knew how to run forward instinctively until the corner of his eyes. After seeing several rows of roadblocks and flashing red and blue lights on both sides, such a message came from his mind.

It's safe.

After such information was transmitted to the nerve center, Zhou Chu felt that all his strength was instantly exhausted and could no longer move his legs. He stood there without hearing what the people around him were saying. He just bent over, supported his hands on the knees of his legs, and gasped.

After several minutes, Zhou Chu recovered and his buzzing brain gradually recovered his ability to think.

He stood up, looked at the people around him who did not hide his expression of panic, fear, helplessness, etc., and looked at everything that was desperately directed and comforted, but was still in chaos. He looked back at the roadblocks and police cars that had been used as bunkers and obstacles, as well as the police cars with guns in the back, nervously pressing the guns towards the policemen in front, gradually regaining their minds and thinking skills, so that he could understand what was going on.

It's that damn nightmare again!

At the same time, it also made Zhou Chu resign, and was afraid of darkness and sleep, and had a nightmare that had been with him for several days.

On the first day when the nightmare appeared, Zhou Chu disagreed, it was just a nightmare. In addition, he was a loyal and fan of the game Resident Evil. He had dreamed of killing all directions or surviving in the world of Resident Evil, so he didn't take it to heart, and he also regretted that the dream was too real, and it was almost the same as the real time in the dream. A day passed, and before the prelude to the matter began, he woke up.

But on the next second and third day, Zhou Chu still entered this dream. Zhou Chu began to feel something was wrong, but he just felt that he should have a good rest, perhaps because of the excessive pressure.

But on the fourth day, Zhou Chu didn't think so. In his dream, he scratched his wrist by a piece of glass and could not use it flexibly. When he woke up, he found that the same part had the same problem. However, the difference from the dream was that his wrist was bleeding in the dream, but there were no scars in reality.

On the fifth day, he was injured in his leg, but when he woke up, he limped like a dream.

Zhou Chu then remembered something. He once met a woman and said something. It was also the thought of this that Zhou Chu finally began to fear this nightmare that he would have every day.

On the eighth day, he finally couldn't control his fear and anxiety, so he chose to resign. He was followed by such a nightmare, and no one could continue to live a normal mindset.

And this nightmare is the ninth day.

Zhou Chu looked up at the sky. It was night. In this dream that lasted for nine consecutive days, it was always night. This was unreasonable, but nothing was unreasonable, because it was a dream. Zhou Chu even knew clearly that he was in a dream and clearly remembered things in reality. But it was also this kind of awakening, knowing that he was in a nightmare but could not wake up. In addition, the strange echo of the dream with reality is the root of fear.

Even when you are at the most exhausting moment, you should enter the limit of deep sleep when you fall down. Is it still impossible to escape this continuous and real dream like another world?

Zhou Chu sighed, looking at the police who were nervously alert with guns and live ammunition, the whistling police cars coming from behind, the helicopters hovering in the night sky in the distance, and the crowds who were relieved to stay or continue to escape to the rear.

Biochemical weapon virus leaked, infected corpses, zombies were rampant, and the city was in chaos. He was so familiar with such a scene. Even at this moment, he could know what was going to happen next.

Monsters infected by the virus, that is, zombies, will continue to rush forward. The police in front will warn according to the usual practice and then exchange fire after ineffectiveness. However, they have already lost all consciousness, including monsters with pain-consciousness, bullets have no way to stop them. The simple roadblocks and defense lines will be broken soon, and this team of police will be destroyed.

Almost exactly the same, the opening animation scene of Resident Evil III is reappearing, but it is more realistic.

Wait! Zhou Chu suddenly thought of something. He was not a bystander. He was standing in the scene of annihilation in the opening animation of Resident Evil 3. That is to say, when the defense line is broken, he will inevitably have a tragedy.

If you die, you should wake up, Zhou Chu thought, but another might grab his heart in an instant - what if in this strange nightmare, death is not about waking up, but about never waking up?

This guess made him suddenly creepy and subconsciously continued to run backwards. He only took a step but stopped because he realized another problem.

If you run away, where can you run?

Zhou Chu looked at the policemen with live ammunition and the armed policemen with submachine guns and made a bold decision.

He walked towards a guy who looked like a captain and commander.

"Are there any guns?" Zhou Chu asked.

As Zhou Chu expected, the other party waved impatiently: "Don't make trouble! Hurry up and find a safe place to hide, and then wait until the situation stabilizes before talking, Damn, how did this monster appear."

As expected, Zhou Chu thought, this was not all a real Resident Evil Dream. At least it was not Raccoon City, but another city. Most of the citizens here were mainly Chinese. Even the tone and tone of the police were Chinese, but it was harder to deal with.

But this did not defeat Zhou Chu, and he did not give up, but continued to say to the captain.

"You don't have enough staff, I can help you. I have been a soldier and can use guns."

The middle-aged man was about to say something when a young man who looked like a special policeman next to him suddenly spoke.

"Give it to him, captain, at this time, one more person will be more powerful."

The captain looked at Zhou Chu with suspicious eyes, then waved his hand impatiently, "Give him whatever he wants, remember it for me, don't cause trouble."

After saying this, the captain walked over and picked up the walkie-talkie to contact him.

Zhou Chu secretly thanked that he had been a sports student for a while, so even if he worked, his exercise was intermittent. However, although he did not look strong, he still left him with a figure that looked at least not thin. Zhou Chu did have enough motor nerves and explosive power.

"then."

The young special police officer who was speaking for him threw a gun over. Zhou Chu quickly and quickly caught it, but he still felt heavy when he started. At the same time, the cold metal texture was also transmitted from the skin he touched.

It was this touch that was more realistic than reality that made Zhou Chu feel scared, but now he could not find a way to get rid of this nightmare, so he had to take one step at a time.

After catching the two magazines thrown by the other party, Zhou Chu looked at the heavy gun in his hand, MP5. With the experience he saw in a high-impact gun shooting game he had played and in the gun books, Zhou Chu aimed at the star as if it was right, loaded the magazine, and then pulled the safety bolt. After listening to the crisp click, Zhou Chu breathed a sigh of relief and nothing went wrong.

"It's not bad." The young special police officer smiled and showed his white teeth. "From this moment, we are comrades-in-arms, I am Gao Ming."

Although "Zhou Chu." Although he was whispering in his heart, he was just a character in the dream, everything in the dream was not controlled by him, so Zhou Chu still stretched out his hand and shook with the other party.

"You have never been a soldier." Gao Ming suddenly exposed Zhou Chu's lies, but came over mysteriously, "But it doesn't matter. In this situation, your choice cannot be said to be correct, but at least there is no mistake."

He looked at the crowd that kept running towards the back, smiled sarcastically, and said, "Wait and remember to shoot at the head. If it hits the forehead, it doesn't matter if it doesn't hit it. Just hit a few more times, in short, just hit it at the head."

Zhou Chu nodded. I also knew that if I didn’t say it, at least Resident Evil was not a waste of time.

"And~" Gao Ming had just walked away a few steps and turned back, "If it really doesn't work, run for life. At this time, no one wants you to die in battle, and no one will laugh at you as a coward."

I also know that Zhou Chu was a little helpless. This character seemed a bit talkative, but it also gave Zhou Chu a more realistic feeling than others. Zhou Chu vaguely felt something was wrong, but he didn't know what was wrong.

"They are approaching!" With a shout in front, the scene suddenly became a mess. The escaped ones continued to run away, and the forward ones continued to move forward. At this time, it seemed that the loudspeaker could not play any role. Zhou Chu looked around and came to a horizontal police car, bowed slightly, put the submachine gun on the roof, and stared nervously ahead.

At this moment, his palms holding the gun handle were covered in sweat, and in the distance, the group of zombies walking stiffly in a strange and distorted posture had already appeared scattered around the corner of the street.
Chapter completed!