There was a row of rooms on each side of the passage, each of which was locked up by an iron door, and the adjacent rooms were separated by a thick cement wall.This is where the prison is used to hold prisoners, some of whom are dead and their bodies are decomposing behind the iron door.Most of the criminals mutated into zombies, and they heard the soldiers coming in and roaring outside at the iron gates of the cage.

Jason gestured to his teammates behind him, and the men behind him split into two teams to clean up the zombies inside the iron door on both sides of the passage.The bullets ejected from the mouth of the pistol guns entered the heads of the zombies through the gap in the iron door, and the stinking black blood came out from behind them, splashed on the wall behind them, and a body that had lost its vitality fell down and fell to the ground to make a dull sound.

After Jason’s men quickly cleared the zombies in the room, a group of people crossed the passage into another area, which connected the prison’s indoor activity area.The indoor activity area is not large, there is a rectangular table and a lot of seats, on the front side of the wall, there is a large screen LCD TV, the four corners of the activity area are equipped with loudspeakers.

It was usually used to broadcast movies and entertainment programs to prisoners, when the ground was full of sprinkled garbage and the remains of corpses, the smell of the room was heavy, and a dozen zombies in prison clothes saw the soldiers coming in through the door and jumped on them.

The gunfire rang out again, the bullets passed through the body and head of the zombies, leaving a small hole after another in the walls behind them, and several zombies managed to pounce on the side of the soldiers, whose proximity caused some confusion for the soldiers, but the chaos lasted only a short time, and the other soldiers quickly supported them and quickly killed the last zombies that were close to them.

"Brothers, don't be careless," Jason told his soldiers, "you are all people who have experienced the breakout battle of the Miami base, and the results of these monsters don't need to say that you know."If you get hurt by them, even if it's just a small wound that breaks a little skin, it will make you look like them soon."

"Rodrigues," said Jason, pointing to a soldier, "you've just gone astray, and if you continue like that behind you, good luck may not continue to take care of you."

Rodriguez nodded, just jumped to the zombie around him let his heart generated fear, resulting in him lost the calmness of the weekday, panic fortunately behind the teammates to fill the fire, for a few for them to solve the siege.

“Go on,” Jason said calmly, “our goal is to check if there are survivors here, and if anything, we’ll take people with us.”All the zombies in sight will be completely removed, leaving no hidden dangers.”

The team continued to push forward, and after walking through the indoor activity area, they entered a narrow area.Jason had been at the forefront, and he had communicated the situation ahead in time to the soldier behind him through gestures and concise instructions.

Jason came to the door of a room, made a stop gesture to the man behind him, and then took an M67 grenade from the belt around his waist.

Jason quickly opened the door, lost the grenade that had drained the tube, and then immediately closed the door, and the whole person quickly flashed aside.

"Bomb," a loud noise, the wooden door was washed down from the wall by an exploding wave and smashed into the other wall opposite it, and the ground was strewn with wood scraps.A burst of smoke drifted out of the inside, and when the smokescreens were gone a little, Jason looked inside.

“The danger is cleared,” Jason continued toward the front with his gun in his hand, and his teammates behind him followed.

As the soldiers passed through the door of the room, they looked inside, and they were all surprised by the situation inside.The room was full of bodies that had been broken by hand mines, and some people estimated in their hearts that there were about a dozen zombies before.

Jason's handling was right, everyone was in a narrow passageway, and if they opened the door here and let these zombies flow out of it, it would probably cause fatal damage to the whole team.

And there’s nothing a handith can’t solve, and if there’s one, it’s two.

"It's been a long time, they haven't come back, will there be any danger?"Hill’s heart was no longer easy at the time of his departure.

“Don’t worry, Al didn’t you say it before, they’re the best troops in the state,” Thompson reassured her, “yes, our destination is New Orleans or Houston?”

"I don't know, maybe one," Hill thought, "and neither Jason nor the doctor have determined the final destination, and I'm guessing they'll make a decision in the second half of the road."

"If that's the case, I'd like to be Houston," Thompson began to look into the distance. "It's not far from my hometown, and I can ask you to come to my house."

“Of course, if my family and the house were still there,” Thompson continued, “I miss the time I used to go to the NBA basketball game with my father, and I told you, my favorite thing in the Texas trio is the German chariot, and of course the big giant from China is great.”

“I’ve seen the NBA with Kim in Miami,” Hill said by Thompson, “and I like the big giants you like, he looks gentle and doesn’t play like a gentleman, but he’s tough, and if he’s on the court, he’s more like a fighter.”

"As the only person in the NBA who can suppress the "big shark" O'Neal on the inside, I feel that he will be in the Hall of Fame in the future," Kim also likes to watch basketball games, see everyone talk about this topic, her emotions began to be a little excited, "when will it be my Miami Heat's "Flash" into the Hall of Fame? 」

“Thompson, how’s your basketball playing?”Hill asked him.

“I was a star in college,” Thompson said, “and I scored first.”

“I think you were just a rookie in college,” said Al, standing outside the car in charge of vigilance, laughing at Thompson and seeing that he was bragging in front of the girls.

“Hey, overdo it, man,” Thompson complained somewhat gloomily when he saw that his blown cowhide had been unbuttoned by Al.

“Haha,” Hill and Kim laughed.

“Al, why are you so sure Thompson is just a rookie on the field?”Kim asked curiously.

“Do you want me to tell the truth?”Al asked if this sentence was for King, but his eyes were asking Thompson.

"Tell me, and see why you can say."Thompson was a bit unconvinced, and Al's judgment was not wrong, but Thompson lost face in front of the girls, so he planned to wait for the scene to be recovered.

"A star player must first have good physical fitness," Al said. "We can't see the talent in ordinary times, but the physical quality is very intuitive."

"Well," Hill and King nodded, motioning for Al to continue down.

"You see our Texas brother, the height is less than 6 feet, the physical strength is not too prominent," Al looked at Thompson, "such physical fitness in the college team should only be considered moderate, if really like you said you are a star player, then you need super-first-class basketball talent to make up for your physical shortcomings."And people with super-talent talent generally don’t show up in middle-class schools, and only in street communities can produce such geniuses, like Aaron Iverson.”

"Well, I admit you make a good sense," said Thompson, stumbling, "but your words don't prevent me from being a star player."

“Thompson is a star player,” Al said, “and maybe in a few years we’ll see the name on TV with the NBA trophy.”

“The world has become like this, can we still have the NBA to see it?”Kim sighed.

“We will win,” Al encouraged the three young men in the carriage: “The U.S. has never lost a just war.”

“But...” Kim hesitated, talking to his mouth, and didn’t know whether he should say it.

“But what is it?”Al asked her.

“Nothing,” King sighed, “may be my own question of confidence, alas...”

"I can understand your mood," Al smiled, "everyone who can live to this day has crawled out of the heap of the dead, and we have all experienced the process of disappearing one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one by one byBut we survived, so my door should cherish the opportunity to live, and live well."

“The head often tells us that on the battlefield, the more afraid people will die faster, because they panic, they are afraid, both of these emotions will make them lose the calm they can protect themselves.”Al looked in the direction of the prison, where the gunfire had faded, "so let's not lose faith at any time."

“Have you ever been afraid?”Hill asked.

“No, I’m not afraid,” Al said as he was about to take his eyes back, as he saw Jason their figures in the prison.

“Look, they’re back,” Thompson saw the soldiers showing up at the prison wall, and they came through the cut-out hole in the wire and approached the motorcade.

"1, 2, 3, 4..." Hill counted the number, "God, all are back."

Cheers came from the carriages of several trucks, and Hill guessed that they should have seen the returning soldiers too.

Hill's eyes fell on the tall and robust figure in front of him, and his heart fell back into his stomach.

"The head," said Al, as he walked past to greet Jason and the other companions, "how is the situation?"

“No one in the prison survived,” Jason said, with his hand a little heavy, rubbing the sweat on his forehead and telling the soldiers around him: “All the staff rested in place for 10 minutes, and the people who had been left behind remained on guard, and we were on our way after 10 minutes.”