Thrive in Catastrophe by 焦糖冬瓜

Chapter 17 How Is My Hair?

Xiao rushed through the assassins without looking back. He felt the hairs at the nape of his neck raise as the wind from a blade cut through the air, the sword barely missing him. He knew from the sharp clash of weapons that Maya had stopped their strike from landing.
On his way to the control room he passed through an intersection where a zombie, lumbering around the platform, quickly spotted Xiao Yan speeding in his direction

"Oh shit!"

This is bad!

Xiao Yan desperately tore through the corridors. He knew that Maya wasn't there to save him, he could only keep up his current speed and pray that the control room door wasn't closed. Otherwise, he would become zombie food.

Feeling the zombies getting closer, Xiao picked up the pace, he had never run so fast in his life.

His labored breaths, his pounding heart, none of that mattered. Life was in front of him and death behind him.

He sees the door to the control room is open. Xiao Yan's heart sings with hope. He has to move faster.

He quickly slipped inside the control room and slammed his hand on the button next to the door. As the doors closed a zombie attempted to enter through the narrow opening, its arms grasping at him through the door. Xiao Yan swallowed his fear and scanned the room, he didn't know where he found the courage to not faint on the spot. The zombie eventually slid the doors open enough to squeeze in. Xiao Yan unlatched the arsenal cabinet that housed the weapons. All that was left was a gun and a knife. Xiao held the sharp knife with both hands and rushed full force toward the zombie

He couldn't look at its horrid expression and bloodthirsty eyes, he only knew he had to succeed. With the knife, he cut down the zombie, the corpse's pus like fluid splashing onto him. He raised his hand to assess the damage he had dealt. He couldn't remember the moment he struck, he only knew that the zombies head was falling. His hands trembled with the adrenaline load, and he couldn't hold anything. The blade clattered to the floor. Xiao Yan slowly dragged his feet back to the door. He kicked the zombie out of the sliding door. The door slid cleanly shut.

He had to move fast. Not giving himself a moment to think, Xiao sat at the main control unit and accessed the terminal. The was the first time he had connected with the military control system.

Calm down, Xiao thought, you know this. You've got this.

He linked up and then went through countless data channels. The platform, powered up instantly and Xiao Yan smoothly connected with the No. 2 base.

"This is Xiao Yan of No 47 platform. I am a technical reserve for the Central Academy of Sciences. 1d1665. I am with Colonel Burton's team. we were ambushed by the Surge while executing our mission to rescue General Manson. Our aircrafthas crashed, we need a craft dispatched here immediately."

"XIao Yan, what is your current situation, please report." When the voice of the liaison officer came through, Xiao almost cried in relief. He slowed his breathing and reported the situation as calmly as possible.

"The center will send a special task force to support you. It should arrive within the hour."

Xiao Yan closed his eyes and exhaled. He made contact. He switched the surveillance screen to a different channel and monitored the scene. The situation he saw, terrified him.

Maya was blocking the attack from one assassin when the other assailant took the opportunity and sliced his blade downward toward Maya. The movement was swift and severe, cutting deep into Maya's left shoulder. Disregarding the pain, Maya fought on. As he was mid strike, the first assassin crept behind him and slashed through his still healing shoulder. Maya moved effortlessly through the agony. As his left arm was cut off, he lifted his blade above the head of the 2nd assassin, felling him with the strike.