War (4)

Faced with the sound of gunfire and roars from the walkers, this sudden attack caused many of the people to initiate a firefight inside the mall and in turn slowed down some of the enemy's escape plan. 

There were at least three hundred walkers per container, and although they were not the type that could run, these walkers were classified as intelligent and were the type that could climb or make some other unforeseen move. 

Therefore, most of the people in this mall were eliminating the walkers and this made it easier for Airon's people to neutralize the few enemies that were showing resistance. 

Within a dozen seconds after the walkers came up from the second floor, the whole mall was filled with screams, gunshots, growls of walkers and many of those who were hiding ran out in a hurry, looking at the situation in the surroundings with horror or concern. 

The dogs that were pets of some of these people began to bark uncontrollably, as if announcing that the walkers would eat them all. 

In a certain corridor of the mall, the iron gates on both sides were rattling, but a bar was blocking the exit of many people. 　　 

The people inside slammed the door and shouted at the top of their lungs, hoping that someone could help them open the door. 

Airon along with his team looked at the crowd in front of them, and all the people in this place were running like frightened birds. 

And without thinking, he immediately raised his hand in the form of a fist to stop the advance of his followers, then immediately found a place to hide his long guns and get a little closer to listen to what those people were saying. 

Finally, after hiding his rifle, he approached the chaotic crowd by himself while his people stayed behind cover. 

But the confusion did not last long, and soon two people, a man and a woman, stood up from the crowd and stopped everyone. 

Seeing the appearance of these two people, Airon seemed to have seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember where. 

Then he saw the man wave to all the men present, and continued to walk further down the aisle, and from the whispers of the crowd they were going inside to get weapons in the warehouse of this mall. 

That woman led the other women to the front, intending to gather the crowd before saying anything. 

Hearing that they were going to the armory, Airon's eyes lit up, he looked at the people around him and tried to keep his body against the wall. 

Now everyone's hearts were full of tension and apprehension, and no one noticed the appearance of a strange face like Airon's. 

When the leader led him to the corner where the muzzle of the gun was, a figure ran out in panic. 

"It's bad, the door of the gun store is blocked by someone and there is still a sound of fighting inside, we can't open the door at all!" 

"What!" 

Hearing this, the leader's face suddenly changed and he shouted, "Then what are you waiting for, hurry up and break the door!" 

"¿Break the door." 

After the man shouted at him, the man became even more nervous and stammered, "But... but that's an iron door, how can it be so easy to open it?" 

Hearing this, the faces of the people following the man also turned ugly, without weapons, they would have no weapons to defend themselves and no power of resistance in the face of the enemy. 

I looked in the direction of the iron door of the armory and hearing the growing movement in the surroundings, the tension gradually turned to panic. 

And Airon, who was at the end of the line, frowned when he heard the sound of fighting in the weapons room. He scanned the people in front of him and confirmed that none of them had a gun. Wearily, he pulled the gun from his waistband and pulled the trigger toward the nearest man. 

Bang! 

The bullet went straight through the man's head and blood from the hole mixed with a white substance flying out due to the shot.

The man didn't even scream, he touched his forehead in a daze and fell helplessly to the ground. 

Suddenly, hearing gunshots behind them, everyone in front of them unconsciously cowered their necks. 

The person closest to him turned his head to look at his companion who had fallen to the ground and the strange man holding a pistol aloft, pupils constricted, and he leaned against the wall and shouted aloud. 

"Ah!!!!" 

The shrill screams made everyone in the corridor tremble. 

Airon, who was the closest, was also startled by the piercing scream. Hearing the man's unstoppable scream, he felt that he might be an important person to that man.

"Run!!!" 

The death of another fellow man made everyone in the hallway look terrified, and no one knew who screamed and ran forward in panic with his head in his hands first. 

The other people in the vicinity also seemed to wake up from a dream, and ran forward, not wanting to be the ghost of the gun that had just fired. 

Seeing the crowd advancing like a tide, Airon fired a few more shots, after killing two people and deepening the fear of those people, he did not continue firing. 

Now that he was exposed, his group advanced forward through the main entrance and the squad that was with him approached. 

Except for those guarding the gate and the people patrolling, he saw no other people with weapons, all of whom were in the warehouse. Simply trusting those people is not enough to withstand the attack of his people for long. 

It is unlikely that those who fled in panic escaped from this mall, most of them were just people afraid of dying. 

"Ahhh!!!" 

However, there are people in the crowd who are afraid and have no intention of fighting. Naturally, there will also be people who are not afraid of death and plan to fight to the death. Airon saw the leader earlier and the other three large men, each pulling out iron bars or a long knife and rushed toward Airon with a roar. 

Looking at the four people approaching in front of him, Airon looked at the pistol in his hand. There were only two bullets left in it. He fired without hesitation and killed the two people rushing forward. Although he still had a few magazines in his waistband, it is not necessary to deal with the two remaining people who have no weapons, it would not be well seen. 

The blood of a survivor splashed on the face of the attackers, which seemed to arouse cruelty in the other two people. The man who appreciates the leader and the other person had crimson eyes due to the blood that had entered through their eyes, and they waved the cold weapons in their hands fiercely and charged towards Airon. 

Airon looked at the approaching sharp blade, stepped back a little to avoid the blow, lifted his foot and kicked the leader, forcing him back a few steps. 

Immediately after, he raised his right hand and grabbed the wrist of the other person holding the iron bar, and pulled it to his side forcefully. After the opponent could not control his figure and walked forward, he swerved to the side and Airon moved backward. 

Then, taking advantage of the situation, he kicked the person he had just kicked downward, turned around and raised his palms, put the person's head in the middle of his arms and held tightly.

Being hit in this way, even holding a metal bar as a personal weapon, the man only felt that his body had no balance and suddenly the blow to the back of his neck made him feel a ringing in both ears, his dazed eyes looked around, feeling his world upside down, while in his nostrils an uncontrollable amount of blood came out violently. 

Before he could realize what was happening, a great force squeezed his knife and within seconds his sight was extinguished. He couldn't even put up a resistance as his eyes rolled back in his head and then he blacked out. 

"Go to hell!"

The leader got a little nervous as his partner fell to the ground, and he also noticed the gap between the two sides, but the man in front of him had a gun in his hand, no matter how fast he ran, he couldn't have a knife in his hand, it wouldn't be faster than a bullet. 

Even though he knew there was no chance of winning, he had no way out at this point, so he raised the long knife in his hand and with a roar charged at his enemy. 

Airon looked at him lightly and deftly dodged the blow again. His right palm suddenly opened, he thrust towards the opponent's neck and struck the man's throat hard. 

"Argh!" 

Feeling his throat was struck in this way, the man covered his neck, his face was reddened as if he could not breathe, and there was a burst of groans from his mouth, he fell weakly to his knees on the ground, and as time passed, his flushed face gradually moved deep purple and he appreciates that he was about to die from suffocation at any moment. 

Ignoring the men being subdued by his people on the spot, Airon looked at the several men who fell to the ground around him, walked past the leader and signaled his people to get ready and see what was happening in the weapon tent. 

Quickly running inside the corner corridor, he could clearly hear the sound of fighting from the iron door at the end. 

"It's safe, you can open the door!" 

Airon didn't hesitate any longer, he opened his mouth and shouted, telling the people inside that everything was controlled outside. 

Right after his words came out, there was an angry shout from inside the door, and the iron door opened in response, and then a blood-covered figure came out from inside the weapons cellar.