Chapter 104
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The smell of nose filled the entire studio. With the last comrade in arms, Ma Xiangxiang, Chanel finally got to the bottom.
small landmines sighed and sighed. It was very cool to spray perfume with watering pot, but after that, it was hard to avoid being disappointed with the exquisite empty bottle: "I may not be able to use half a bottle for two years."
Ma Weisen had been fumigated to show his teeth, even more collapsed: "so why do you spray so much on us? I'm more crazy than my mother. Every time I ahchoo! I want to ask her if she doesn't like it, and the square dance team won't accept it... "
"Shut up if you don't want to die." Qiao Siqi slapped each other on the top of his head and pulled him to the back. Half a second later, he put on a pathetic look and approached Qi Yan, "why must it be me..."
The latter put the cardboard box reinforced with adhesive tape on josch's head. Two small holes in the wall of the box were right in the eyes of the people inside: "try it."
Qiao wants to cry without tears, so he squats down. With his body getting lower and lower, the carton finally fell to the ground and covered the slim Qiao perfectly.
"Vision?"
"Clear."
"Space?"
"Surplus."
“……”
"All right?" Commissary aggrieved voice, across the carton, sounds dull, more sad.
The onlookers were overjoyed.
Qi Yan finally said: "well, OK."
Worried about damaging the only carton, josch couldn't wait to come up with it. He could only restrain himself and took a long time to get it off his body.
As soon as he got up and wanted to make a final struggle, he was patted on the shoulder by Zhou Junzi: "perfect fit, it's a holy garment tailored for you!"
"It's the one who doesn't want to speak with his fingers in his waist!" he said
Wang Qingyuan pushed his glasses, which was hard to understand enthusiastically: "in both classes, only you and Zhou all have practical experience in cartons. As you can see just now, the box is too narrow for him to enter. This glorious and deadly task is yours. "
"I don't like your second Adjective And it's just squatting inside, guarding the elevator and looking at the battlefield ahead. You don't need to move. What kind of experience do you want? "
Wang Qingyuan: "OK, just don't have experience. Let's see who else can put it in among our male classmates."
Josch: why do you have to have male classmates? Female classmates are OK. Huang Mo is thin
Wang Qingyuan
Josch: "Hey, where are you going? Don't go..."
Wang turned a deaf ear to Johns's call, and the war spread to the dangerous areas, so he made thirty-six plans.
All the male students also silently look at other places, pretending that they are not present.
Jonesky's soft smile on Lindley and Huang Mo made his scalp cool. He swallowed his saliva nervously and waved his hand: "no, no, I didn't mean that. How can I let you two take risks? I just casually said that. I didn't have a brain at all..."
"It doesn't matter," Huang Mo gently interrupted him, "don't explain."
Lin Di Lei's eyebrows and eyes are bent, gentle and gentle: "both sisters, we will not shrink back."
Josh really wanted to cry. He had never been so determined to fight in his life: "I'm going to the front line now. Can I continue to be a man..."
The mobilization of josch here before the war was completed, and the Song Fei who was lying at the desk over there finally stopped writing.
Before, the guys were busy preparing, or packing things, or arming themselves, or quickly packing up, such as Qi Yan, Wang Qingyuan, and Xiaolei. They did ideological work for the vanguard with reason and emotion. After all, once Qiao Siqi went to the front line, it meant that the battle officially began. There was no extra money in the tactics of closely linking each link It's only now that people notice his strange behavior.
Qi Yan was the first one to come over and didn't ask much. He picked up A4 paper and saw that it was full of words. No, it should be a letter.
"The message." Song Fei is a little embarrassed to grab it and put it back on the table.
Qi Yan laughed but didn't speak. Anyway, it was clear just now.
But the friends didn't know, so they came to have a look.
It's a piece of paper. Song Fei's so-called message is actually a message -
Dear students:
when you see this letter, we have left this broadcasting room, and maybe even left the school and rushed to the city. We don't know if it's the right way. We leave a message to you, not to ask you to follow our path, but to tell you that no matter you are alone or with partners, as long as you have hope and never give up, you can step on the thorns, overcome the darkness and welcome the light.
If you are a person reading the letter, we hope you understand that you are not alone, and you are not fighting alone. The whole school is connected with your heart and hands. If you are a group of people reading the letter, we can responsibly say that unity is strength as an elder. Don't give up any partner, because he is likely to change one second A jeep, a drone, a sky drum, a triangle iron (cross out the last one) and other RMB props that you can't imagine but are extremely useful.To sum up, good luck to you or to you. kiss you!
PS. don't destroy it after reading. Please put the letter back to its original position and leave it to the students behind.
Have you passed PS. four or six? If you don't pass the exam, just recite more words now. Anyway, if you are idle, you will take the make-up exam immediately after the new school starts. We should win at the starting line!
-- class 1 & 2 of survival class
seeing the middle, all the friends are moved by Song Fei's care.
After such a broadcast, perhaps most of the qualified students still choose to stick to the waiting list, but there must also be some students who have run out of ammunition and food and have to go out. 19% of their first choice will be here. But if they come here, they see no one. No matter how strong their faith is, it may shake or even collapse. What song Fei left behind is not so much a letter as a hope.
In addition, the reason why we need to write a message letter instead of broadcasting the news that they are going to leave is that some students are probably on their way to the broadcasting room. If we hear the broadcast directly at this time, we know that no one will be waiting for us in the broadcasting room, then where will these students go? If we are strong in our hearts, we may be able to continue on our way To plan B immediately, but not so strong, not before the village, not after the shop, I'm afraid it will be completely flustered. Leaving a letter means that all the students who can see have come here. Even if they are disappointed at that time, they can still calm down and think about where to go.
The friends even understood the psychological logic of Song Fei - he recruited people by radio, he had to be responsible to the end, pass on courage from beginning to end, this is not his conscience, this is his duty.
But after reading it, my friends feel moved again. They feel deeply that Song Fei has lost his name but two martial arts classes. They are afraid that the students who read letters will retaliate when they return to school in the future!
However, in any case, this is a shining message letter. My friends don't know what to hide.
Ma Weisen asked directly: "what are you embarrassed about?"
Song Fei silently bowed his head and pursed his lips, which was called shyness.
Friends black line, always feel ready to draw people's desire has been unable to wait for the answer.
Qi Yan seize the opportunity to embrace BF shoulder, embrace to his arms, for the first time with a little doting: "in this world can let him embarrassed things are few, writing is not good to count one."
Song Fei was embarrassed and said, "if you see through, don't say through, do you understand?"
Qi Yan is happy, and his eyes are full of love.
All the little friends were silent, with no waves on their faces.
Quarrel can show love, clothes wet can show love, now any word ugly can lose love Well, they just watch the show of love. Anyway, the more crazy the show of love is, the more fierce the break-up will be. Ha ha, ha ha
Song Fei: "did you hear anything?"
Qi Yan: "eh?"
Song Fei: "forget it, maybe I'm nervous. I always feel that there's Yin wind in my ear..."
Five minutes later, the sixteen little friends were completely assembled.
Qi Yan wrapped the mobile phone with paper and wrapped it with thick adhesive tape, which only revealed a small loudspeaker hole. While the zombies were wandering in the corridor, he opened the door and put it on the ground, and quickly pushed it a few meters away!
Kuang Ye watched his mobile phone slide farther and farther, feeling desperate.
The mobile phone of this sacrifice was decided by drawing lots, so the "close comrades in arms" who had survived once were pushed to the front line again, and the possibility of picking it up like last time was very slim.
His comrades in arms also considered taking his proposal to tie a rope and draw it back after using it. However, considering that the situation was different from that in the wash ink Pavilion at that time, he and Song Fei were on the pavilion at that time. Even if there was a rope, the zombies could not catch them, but now they were all low windows. If the zombies had to break the window along the rope, the situation would easily get out of control.
His cell phone is doomed to fail. Kuang Yeh admits his life.
The sound of the mobile phone landing attracted the attention of the zombie. Waiting for Qi Yan to close the window, the zombie has run back here. Just as they were struggling at the corpse intersection, where they looked down at their mobile phones or continued to pick up the window, the alarm rang, and they were still lively European and American girls, persistently singing I really like you.
There is no doubt that Mr. Kuang is the representative of the music taste of wusheng class.
Through the blinds, everyone clearly saw more and more zombies around the mobile phone. They come from both ends of the corridor, but the final resting point of the mobile phone is the place seven or eight meters to the left where the radio room comes out, while the elevator room turns left one meter to the right where the radio room comes out.
The corridor without lights only has a hazy moonlight, and even the screen that lights up when the alarm goes off returns to darkness as time goes on. In addition, the wusheng class has turned off the lights in the broadcasting room ahead of time, and the whole third floor of the educational administration building seems to be hidden in the shadow of night.
“Plan A-part 1，go！”
With Song Fei's almost inaudible breath, Qi Yan opened the door again, and there was a strong contrast between decisive speed and quiet movement.Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan, Wu Zhou, together with Zhou Tongyi and Qiao Siqi holding an empty box, the three musketeers of the Institute of physical education, crept out like a silent ghost and slowly floated to the elevator.
Soon, the sound of the elevator door slowly opening came in through the crack of the broadcasting room door.
The zombies around the mobile phones were unaware, but the comrades in arms around the door stripped the low audio from the loud female voice.
All of us hold our breath. What we can see is our eyes to the left, our ears to the right, and our comrades in arms!
In a flash, the elevator door closed again.
Friends understand, that means there is no zombie in the elevator car, disguised good josch has entered smoothly!
Outside the elevator door, Zhou Tongyi and the three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education stare at the floor number without blinking, watching it change from 1 to B1, B2, and then stand still.
Wait.
Just a few seconds.
But for the four people in the elevator, there's no longer time.
Wu Zhou, who is responsible for controlling the rhythm, reads the seconds silently in his heart. One, two, three Wait until the fifth number, quickly press the up key!
After a moment, the number of floors jumps again.
B1, 1, stop.
The four men clung to the curtains in their hands, their muscles taut, and watched the elevator door open slowly.
First there was a gap.
And then it widens
Everything is the same as Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan's analysis. There were two more zombies in the elevator with only Qiao's carton. They are looking around the paper box dully. No, they are more optimistic than the think tank's prediction. According to the elevator capacity, they guess that three to four curious zombies will be brought up. That's why they choose four people to guard at the door, but Now, they can play two and one.
The crack of the open door was just one palm wide. Four people quickly flashed to both sides of the elevator door and stood against the wall.
The zombie in the elevator didn't notice the flash of the figure at all, and all his attention was still on the strange paper box.
The carton is still and steady as a rock. Even if you hang a piece of paper in front of the two holes, it won't blow a dime. Since you opened the elevator door on the B2 floor, Qiao began to contribute the longest breath holding and petrifaction in his life. Let alone the paper, now you put a life detector in front of the box, maybe you can't detect any living things in it.
Four people outside didn't need eyes to see, but only ears to listen. Finally, the elevator door opened almost as well. Wu Zhou and Zhao he, who were separated on both sides, rushed in first. One person and one curtain directly covered the heads of the two zombies. Without waiting for the other person's reaction, they slapped their heads across the curtain!
When the two zombies were paralyzed in Wu Zhou's and Zhao he's arms, Zhou Tongyi and Fu Xiyuan took down the box and activated Qiao.
It all happened in a flash.
As the elevator door slowly closed, five people put the corpse into the corner of the elevator. Then from the corner probe to wait and see, confirm the safety, quietly back to the broadcasting room.
The door of the broadcasting room, which had been open, finally closed again.
The hearts of my friends finally fell.
In the corridor, a song hasn't been finished yet. In the notes of Flowing Clouds and water, it seems that nothing happened.
"The load of the elevator is one ton, and it's limited to 13 people. There are only two zombies outside the B2 elevator, and they are all brought up by me. The situation of the parking lot is unknown, but there is no problem in the B2 elevator hall now." At the moment, even if he is as loose as josch, he is serious. He doesn't wait for his friends to ask him and report directly to the front line.
"OK, two dials, seven at a time. Find six people in the motorcade to join me and Luo Geng. The rest of them will go first and follow Wang Qingyuan! " Soonfeld made the deployment immediately.
Li Jingyu immediately said: "as much as possible on the first time, in case the corridor zombie reaction, less people behind better escape."
"No way," Song Fei said without thinking about it. He directly vetoed, "elevator weight limit is different from the actual situation. If the overload alarm goes off, the gain is not worth the loss!"
He Zhi asked: "the weight limit of Gewu building is 13 people. Eight people will ring forever!"
Li Jingyu: "I have no problem!"
Song Fei: "plan A-part 2, go!"
The alarm, which has been set to the longest duration, seems to never stop. The zombies gathered inside have picked it up, but they can't tear off the tape. They fall to the ground with great chagrin. Because of the shock proof of thick tape, the mobile phone is intact and continues to sing happily.
Sixteen figures came out of the door of the broadcasting room.
The elevator door on the first floor opens again. Wang Qingyuan quickly takes out the carton. Li Jingyu, Lin Dilei, Huang Mo, he Zhiwen, Feng Qibai, Ma Weisen and Kuang Ye flash in quickly. Wang Qingyuan who takes away the carton is the last one to enter the elevator. At the same time, Lin Dilei decisively presses the B2 key!
The elevator that closed the door sank slowly and finally stopped at B2.
The eight left behind could not see the scene or hear the sound of the underground across the floor. They could only pray in their hearts that everything would go well.
Finally, feeling that time was almost the same, eight people exchanged their eyes and nodded in silence. Qi Yan pressed the light button to go downstairs.The elevator rises again, stops on the first floor, and the door opens a little bit.
Eight people are talking about their voices!
Fortunately, it was empty.
This proves that the partners have successfully sneaked into the parking lot according to the original plan!
Qi Yan, Zhou Tongyi, Qiao Siqi, Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan, Wu Zhou, Song Fei and Luo Geng left behind eight people. Among them, Song Fei and Luo Geng helped the rear of the former group, while the other six were the real car finding teams - Qiao Siqi, needless to say, the driver; Zhou Tongyi was the only one who really liked cars and could drive among all the native people who got driving licenses in the two martial arts classes The next test is finished, not to mention the upside down slope. It's unknown whether the s-turn can be smooth or not. The three musketeers of the Institute of physical education are selected by speed and combat effectiveness to help them find cars and maneuver. As for Qi Yan, he is the dual identity of his own family and combat effectiveness. After all, there are two car keys found in the basketball hall. No matter how strong Zhou is, it's impossible for him to drive two cars by himself Qi Yan, who should be able to cope with automatic transmission, shoulders the responsibility of the third driver.
Song Fei takes the lead to jump into the elevator, quickly presses B2, and then presses the open key to signal his friends to catch up.
The music in the corridor suddenly weakened. It was the end of the whole song and the beginning of the second round of Prelude!
Although my friends have lightened their steps, they are used to the noisy environment after all. They are not light enough to be completely silent. As soon as the music is weak, their steps will become obvious.
Song Fei's heart is a tight, quickly drag the last Zhao he in, and then quickly press the key to close the door.
But the door stayed open.
Footsteps are approaching in the corridor.
Song Fei is so anxious that he wants to be crazy. Seven of his friends are also tight and almost suffocated. Finally, the elevator has a reaction!
Dududu -
seven people's tiger body was shocked, and there was some telepathy in an instant. They all glared at Zhao he, and their eyes would pop out!
The stares have no time to complain, and they can't be quiet any more. Relying on their rich experience, they point out the river and mountain at this critical moment: "let's spread it out, let the gravity be even!"
Seven partners were moved by the wind and spread out decisively.
When the beep disappears, the first zombie appears at the corner of the elevator.
But after all, it was a step too late. The elevator door closed safely and went down.
The next little friend took a long breath and leaned against the back of the elevator wall.
Zhao he was also in a cold sweat.
Damn, thanks.
He's overweight. He's professional.
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The smell of nose filled the entire studio. With the last comrade in arms, Ma Xiangxiang, Chanel finally got to the bottom.
small landmines sighed and sighed. It was very cool to spray perfume with watering pot, but after that, it was hard to avoid being disappointed with the exquisite empty bottle: "I may not be able to use half a bottle for two years."
Ma Weisen had been fumigated to show his teeth, even more collapsed: "so why do you spray so much on us? I'm more crazy than my mother. Every time I ahchoo! I want to ask her if she doesn't like it, and the square dance team won't accept it... "
"Shut up if you don't want to die." Qiao Siqi slapped each other on the top of his head and pulled him to the back. Half a second later, he put on a pathetic look and approached Qi Yan, "why must it be me..."
The latter put the cardboard box reinforced with adhesive tape on josch's head. Two small holes in the wall of the box were right in the eyes of the people inside: "try it."
Qiao wants to cry without tears, so he squats down. With his body getting lower and lower, the carton finally fell to the ground and covered the slim Qiao perfectly.
"Vision?"
"Clear."
"Space?"
"Surplus."
“……”
"All right?" Commissary aggrieved voice, across the carton, sounds dull, more sad.
The onlookers were overjoyed.
Qi Yan finally said: "well, OK."
Worried about damaging the only carton, josch couldn't wait to come up with it. He could only restrain himself and took a long time to get it off his body.
As soon as he got up and wanted to make a final struggle, he was patted on the shoulder by Zhou Junzi: "perfect fit, it's a holy garment tailored for you!"
"It's the one who doesn't want to speak with his fingers in his waist!" he said
Wang Qingyuan pushed his glasses, which was hard to understand enthusiastically: "in both classes, only you and Zhou all have practical experience in cartons. As you can see just now, the box is too narrow for him to enter. This glorious and deadly task is yours. "
"I don't like your second Adjective And it's just squatting inside, guarding the elevator and looking at the battlefield ahead. You don't need to move. What kind of experience do you want? "
Wang Qingyuan: "OK, just don't have experience. Let's see who else can put it in among our male classmates."
Josch: why do you have to have male classmates? Female classmates are OK. Huang Mo is thin
Wang Qingyuan
Josch: "Hey, where are you going? Don't go..."
Wang turned a deaf ear to Johns's call, and the war spread to the dangerous areas, so he made thirty-six plans.
All the male students also silently look at other places, pretending that they are not present.
Jonesky's soft smile on Lindley and Huang Mo made his scalp cool. He swallowed his saliva nervously and waved his hand: "no, no, I didn't mean that. How can I let you two take risks? I just casually said that. I didn't have a brain at all..."
"It doesn't matter," Huang Mo gently interrupted him, "don't explain."
Lin Di Lei's eyebrows and eyes are bent, gentle and gentle: "both sisters, we will not shrink back."
Josh really wanted to cry. He had never been so determined to fight in his life: "I'm going to the front line now. Can I continue to be a man..."
The mobilization of josch here before the war was completed, and the Song Fei who was lying at the desk over there finally stopped writing.
Before, the guys were busy preparing, or packing things, or arming themselves, or quickly packing up, such as Qi Yan, Wang Qingyuan, and Xiaolei. They did ideological work for the vanguard with reason and emotion. After all, once Qiao Siqi went to the front line, it meant that the battle officially began. There was no extra money in the tactics of closely linking each link It's only now that people notice his strange behavior.
Qi Yan was the first one to come over and didn't ask much. He picked up A4 paper and saw that it was full of words. No, it should be a letter.
"The message." Song Fei is a little embarrassed to grab it and put it back on the table.
Qi Yan laughed but didn't speak. Anyway, it was clear just now.
But the friends didn't know, so they came to have a look.
It's a piece of paper. Song Fei's so-called message is actually a message -
Dear students:
when you see this letter, we have left this broadcasting room, and maybe even left the school and rushed to the city. We don't know if it's the right way. We leave a message to you, not to ask you to follow our path, but to tell you that no matter you are alone or with partners, as long as you have hope and never give up, you can step on the thorns, overcome the darkness and welcome the light.
If you are a person reading the letter, we hope you understand that you are not alone, and you are not fighting alone. The whole school is connected with your heart and hands. If you are a group of people reading the letter, we can responsibly say that unity is strength as an elder. Don't give up any partner, because he is likely to change one second A jeep, a drone, a sky drum, a triangle iron (cross out the last one) and other RMB props that you can't imagine but are extremely useful.To sum up, good luck to you or to you. kiss you!
PS. don't destroy it after reading. Please put the letter back to its original position and leave it to the students behind.
Have you passed PS. four or six? If you don't pass the exam, just recite more words now. Anyway, if you are idle, you will take the make-up exam immediately after the new school starts. We should win at the starting line!
-- class 1 & 2 of survival class
seeing the middle, all the friends are moved by Song Fei's care.
After such a broadcast, perhaps most of the qualified students still choose to stick to the waiting list, but there must also be some students who have run out of ammunition and food and have to go out. 19% of their first choice will be here. But if they come here, they see no one. No matter how strong their faith is, it may shake or even collapse. What song Fei left behind is not so much a letter as a hope.
In addition, the reason why we need to write a message letter instead of broadcasting the news that they are going to leave is that some students are probably on their way to the broadcasting room. If we hear the broadcast directly at this time, we know that no one will be waiting for us in the broadcasting room, then where will these students go? If we are strong in our hearts, we may be able to continue on our way To plan B immediately, but not so strong, not before the village, not after the shop, I'm afraid it will be completely flustered. Leaving a letter means that all the students who can see have come here. Even if they are disappointed at that time, they can still calm down and think about where to go.
The friends even understood the psychological logic of Song Fei - he recruited people by radio, he had to be responsible to the end, pass on courage from beginning to end, this is not his conscience, this is his duty.
But after reading it, my friends feel moved again. They feel deeply that Song Fei has lost his name but two martial arts classes. They are afraid that the students who read letters will retaliate when they return to school in the future!
However, in any case, this is a shining message letter. My friends don't know what to hide.
Ma Weisen asked directly: "what are you embarrassed about?"
Song Fei silently bowed his head and pursed his lips, which was called shyness.
Friends black line, always feel ready to draw people's desire has been unable to wait for the answer.
Qi Yan seize the opportunity to embrace BF shoulder, embrace to his arms, for the first time with a little doting: "in this world can let him embarrassed things are few, writing is not good to count one."
Song Fei was embarrassed and said, "if you see through, don't say through, do you understand?"
Qi Yan is happy, and his eyes are full of love.
All the little friends were silent, with no waves on their faces.
Quarrel can show love, clothes wet can show love, now any word ugly can lose love Well, they just watch the show of love. Anyway, the more crazy the show of love is, the more fierce the break-up will be. Ha ha, ha ha
Song Fei: "did you hear anything?"
Qi Yan: "eh?"
Song Fei: "forget it, maybe I'm nervous. I always feel that there's Yin wind in my ear..."
Five minutes later, the sixteen little friends were completely assembled.
Qi Yan wrapped the mobile phone with paper and wrapped it with thick adhesive tape, which only revealed a small loudspeaker hole. While the zombies were wandering in the corridor, he opened the door and put it on the ground, and quickly pushed it a few meters away!
Kuang Ye watched his mobile phone slide farther and farther, feeling desperate.
The mobile phone of this sacrifice was decided by drawing lots, so the "close comrades in arms" who had survived once were pushed to the front line again, and the possibility of picking it up like last time was very slim.
His comrades in arms also considered taking his proposal to tie a rope and draw it back after using it. However, considering that the situation was different from that in the wash ink Pavilion at that time, he and Song Fei were on the pavilion at that time. Even if there was a rope, the zombies could not catch them, but now they were all low windows. If the zombies had to break the window along the rope, the situation would easily get out of control.
His cell phone is doomed to fail. Kuang Yeh admits his life.
The sound of the mobile phone landing attracted the attention of the zombie. Waiting for Qi Yan to close the window, the zombie has run back here. Just as they were struggling at the corpse intersection, where they looked down at their mobile phones or continued to pick up the window, the alarm rang, and they were still lively European and American girls, persistently singing I really like you.
There is no doubt that Mr. Kuang is the representative of the music taste of wusheng class.
Through the blinds, everyone clearly saw more and more zombies around the mobile phone. They come from both ends of the corridor, but the final resting point of the mobile phone is the place seven or eight meters to the left where the radio room comes out, while the elevator room turns left one meter to the right where the radio room comes out.
The corridor without lights only has a hazy moonlight, and even the screen that lights up when the alarm goes off returns to darkness as time goes on. In addition, the wusheng class has turned off the lights in the broadcasting room ahead of time, and the whole third floor of the educational administration building seems to be hidden in the shadow of night.
“Plan A-part 1，go！”
With Song Fei's almost inaudible breath, Qi Yan opened the door again, and there was a strong contrast between decisive speed and quiet movement.Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan, Wu Zhou, together with Zhou Tongyi and Qiao Siqi holding an empty box, the three musketeers of the Institute of physical education, crept out like a silent ghost and slowly floated to the elevator.
Soon, the sound of the elevator door slowly opening came in through the crack of the broadcasting room door.
The zombies around the mobile phones were unaware, but the comrades in arms around the door stripped the low audio from the loud female voice.
All of us hold our breath. What we can see is our eyes to the left, our ears to the right, and our comrades in arms!
In a flash, the elevator door closed again.
Friends understand, that means there is no zombie in the elevator car, disguised good josch has entered smoothly!
Outside the elevator door, Zhou Tongyi and the three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education stare at the floor number without blinking, watching it change from 1 to B1, B2, and then stand still.
Wait.
Just a few seconds.
But for the four people in the elevator, there's no longer time.
Wu Zhou, who is responsible for controlling the rhythm, reads the seconds silently in his heart. One, two, three Wait until the fifth number, quickly press the up key!
After a moment, the number of floors jumps again.
B1, 1, stop.
The four men clung to the curtains in their hands, their muscles taut, and watched the elevator door open slowly.
First there was a gap.
And then it widens
Everything is the same as Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan's analysis. There were two more zombies in the elevator with only Qiao's carton. They are looking around the paper box dully. No, they are more optimistic than the think tank's prediction. According to the elevator capacity, they guess that three to four curious zombies will be brought up. That's why they choose four people to guard at the door, but Now, they can play two and one.
The crack of the open door was just one palm wide. Four people quickly flashed to both sides of the elevator door and stood against the wall.
The zombie in the elevator didn't notice the flash of the figure at all, and all his attention was still on the strange paper box.
The carton is still and steady as a rock. Even if you hang a piece of paper in front of the two holes, it won't blow a dime. Since you opened the elevator door on the B2 floor, Qiao began to contribute the longest breath holding and petrifaction in his life. Let alone the paper, now you put a life detector in front of the box, maybe you can't detect any living things in it.
Four people outside didn't need eyes to see, but only ears to listen. Finally, the elevator door opened almost as well. Wu Zhou and Zhao he, who were separated on both sides, rushed in first. One person and one curtain directly covered the heads of the two zombies. Without waiting for the other person's reaction, they slapped their heads across the curtain!
When the two zombies were paralyzed in Wu Zhou's and Zhao he's arms, Zhou Tongyi and Fu Xiyuan took down the box and activated Qiao.
It all happened in a flash.
As the elevator door slowly closed, five people put the corpse into the corner of the elevator. Then from the corner probe to wait and see, confirm the safety, quietly back to the broadcasting room.
The door of the broadcasting room, which had been open, finally closed again.
The hearts of my friends finally fell.
In the corridor, a song hasn't been finished yet. In the notes of Flowing Clouds and water, it seems that nothing happened.
"The load of the elevator is one ton, and it's limited to 13 people. There are only two zombies outside the B2 elevator, and they are all brought up by me. The situation of the parking lot is unknown, but there is no problem in the B2 elevator hall now." At the moment, even if he is as loose as josch, he is serious. He doesn't wait for his friends to ask him and report directly to the front line.
"OK, two dials, seven at a time. Find six people in the motorcade to join me and Luo Geng. The rest of them will go first and follow Wang Qingyuan! " Soonfeld made the deployment immediately.
Li Jingyu immediately said: "as much as possible on the first time, in case the corridor zombie reaction, less people behind better escape."
"No way," Song Fei said without thinking about it. He directly vetoed, "elevator weight limit is different from the actual situation. If the overload alarm goes off, the gain is not worth the loss!"
He Zhi asked: "the weight limit of Gewu building is 13 people. Eight people will ring forever!"
Li Jingyu: "I have no problem!"
Song Fei: "plan A-part 2, go!"
The alarm, which has been set to the longest duration, seems to never stop. The zombies gathered inside have picked it up, but they can't tear off the tape. They fall to the ground with great chagrin. Because of the shock proof of thick tape, the mobile phone is intact and continues to sing happily.
Sixteen figures came out of the door of the broadcasting room.
The elevator door on the first floor opens again. Wang Qingyuan quickly takes out the carton. Li Jingyu, Lin Dilei, Huang Mo, he Zhiwen, Feng Qibai, Ma Weisen and Kuang Ye flash in quickly. Wang Qingyuan who takes away the carton is the last one to enter the elevator. At the same time, Lin Dilei decisively presses the B2 key!
The elevator that closed the door sank slowly and finally stopped at B2.
The eight left behind could not see the scene or hear the sound of the underground across the floor. They could only pray in their hearts that everything would go well.
Finally, feeling that time was almost the same, eight people exchanged their eyes and nodded in silence. Qi Yan pressed the light button to go downstairs.The elevator rises again, stops on the first floor, and the door opens a little bit.
Eight people are talking about their voices!
Fortunately, it was empty.
This proves that the partners have successfully sneaked into the parking lot according to the original plan!
Qi Yan, Zhou Tongyi, Qiao Siqi, Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan, Wu Zhou, Song Fei and Luo Geng left behind eight people. Among them, Song Fei and Luo Geng helped the rear of the former group, while the other six were the real car finding teams - Qiao Siqi, needless to say, the driver; Zhou Tongyi was the only one who really liked cars and could drive among all the native people who got driving licenses in the two martial arts classes The next test is finished, not to mention the upside down slope. It's unknown whether the s-turn can be smooth or not. The three musketeers of the Institute of physical education are selected by speed and combat effectiveness to help them find cars and maneuver. As for Qi Yan, he is the dual identity of his own family and combat effectiveness. After all, there are two car keys found in the basketball hall. No matter how strong Zhou is, it's impossible for him to drive two cars by himself Qi Yan, who should be able to cope with automatic transmission, shoulders the responsibility of the third driver.
Song Fei takes the lead to jump into the elevator, quickly presses B2, and then presses the open key to signal his friends to catch up.
The music in the corridor suddenly weakened. It was the end of the whole song and the beginning of the second round of Prelude!
Although my friends have lightened their steps, they are used to the noisy environment after all. They are not light enough to be completely silent. As soon as the music is weak, their steps will become obvious.
Song Fei's heart is a tight, quickly drag the last Zhao he in, and then quickly press the key to close the door.
But the door stayed open.
Footsteps are approaching in the corridor.
Song Fei is so anxious that he wants to be crazy. Seven of his friends are also tight and almost suffocated. Finally, the elevator has a reaction!
Dududu -
seven people's tiger body was shocked, and there was some telepathy in an instant. They all glared at Zhao he, and their eyes would pop out!
The stares have no time to complain, and they can't be quiet any more. Relying on their rich experience, they point out the river and mountain at this critical moment: "let's spread it out, let the gravity be even!"
Seven partners were moved by the wind and spread out decisively.
When the beep disappears, the first zombie appears at the corner of the elevator.
But after all, it was a step too late. The elevator door closed safely and went down.
The next little friend took a long breath and leaned against the back of the elevator wall.
Zhao he was also in a cold sweat.
Damn, thanks.
He's overweight. He's professional.
The smell of nose filled the entire studio. With the last comrade in arms, Ma Xiangxiang, Chanel finally got to the bottom. small landmines sighed and sighed. It was very cool to spray perfume with watering pot, but after that, it was hard to avoid being disappointed with the exquisite empty bottle: "I may not be able to use half a bottle for two years." Ma Weisen had been fumigated to show his teeth, even more collapsed: "so why do you spray so much on us? I'm more crazy than my mother. Every time I ahchoo! I want to ask her if she doesn't like it, and the square dance team won't accept it... " "Shut up if you don't want to die." Qiao Siqi slapped each other on the top of his head and pulled him to the back. Half a second later, he put on a pathetic look and approached Qi Yan, "why must it be me..." The latter put the cardboard box reinforced with adhesive tape on josch's head. Two small holes in the wall of the box were right in the eyes of the people inside: "try it." Qiao wants to cry without tears, so he squats down. With his body getting lower and lower, the carton finally fell to the ground and covered the slim Qiao perfectly. "Vision?" "Clear." "Space?" "Surplus." "All right?" Commissary aggrieved voice, across the carton, sounds dull, more sad. The onlookers were overjoyed. Qi Yan finally said: "well, OK." Worried about damaging the only carton, josch couldn't wait to come up with it. He could only restrain himself and took a long time to get it off his body. As soon as he got up and wanted to make a final struggle, he was patted on the shoulder by Zhou Junzi: "perfect fit, it's a holy garment tailored for you!" "It's the one who doesn't want to speak with his fingers in his waist!" he said Wang Qingyuan pushed his glasses, which was hard to understand enthusiastically: "in both classes, only you and Zhou all have practical experience in cartons. As you can see just now, the box is too narrow for him to enter. This glorious and deadly task is yours. " "I don't like your second Adjective And it's just squatting inside, guarding the elevator and looking at the battlefield ahead. You don't need to move. What kind of experience do you want? " Wang Qingyuan: "OK, just don't have experience. Let's see who else can put it in among our male classmates." Josch: why do you have to have male classmates? Female classmates are OK. Huang Mo is thin Wang Qingyuan Josch: "Hey, where are you going? Don't go..." Wang turned a deaf ear to Johns's call, and the war spread to the dangerous areas, so he made thirty-six plans. All the male students also silently look at other places, pretending that they are not present. Jonesky's soft smile on Lindley and Huang Mo made his scalp cool. He swallowed his saliva nervously and waved his hand: "no, no, I didn't mean that. How can I let you two take risks? I just casually said that. I didn't have a brain at all..." "It doesn't matter," Huang Mo gently interrupted him, "don't explain." Lin Di Lei's eyebrows and eyes are bent, gentle and gentle: "both sisters, we will not shrink back." Josh really wanted to cry. He had never been so determined to fight in his life: "I'm going to the front line now. Can I continue to be a man..." The mobilization of josch here before the war was completed, and the Song Fei who was lying at the desk over there finally stopped writing. Before, the guys were busy preparing, or packing things, or arming themselves, or quickly packing up, such as Qi Yan, Wang Qingyuan, and Xiaolei. They did ideological work for the vanguard with reason and emotion. After all, once Qiao Siqi went to the front line, it meant that the battle officially began. There was no extra money in the tactics of closely linking each link It's only now that people notice his strange behavior. Qi Yan was the first one to come over and didn't ask much. He picked up A4 paper and saw that it was full of words. No, it should be a letter. "The message." Song Fei is a little embarrassed to grab it and put it back on the table. Qi Yan laughed but didn't speak. Anyway, it was clear just now. But the friends didn't know, so they came to have a look. It's a piece of paper. Song Fei's so-called message is actually a message - Dear students: when you see this letter, we have left this broadcasting room, and maybe even left the school and rushed to the city. We don't know if it's the right way. We leave a message to you, not to ask you to follow our path, but to tell you that no matter you are alone or with partners, as long as you have hope and never give up, you can step on the thorns, overcome the darkness and welcome the light. If you are a person reading the letter, we hope you understand that you are not alone, and you are not fighting alone. The whole school is connected with your heart and hands. If you are a group of people reading the letter, we can responsibly say that unity is strength as an elder. Don't give up any partner, because he is likely to change one second A jeep, a drone, a sky drum, a triangle iron cross out the last one and other RMB props that you can't imagine but are extremely useful.To sum up, good luck to you or to you. kiss you! PS. don't destroy it after reading. Please put the letter back to its original position and leave it to the students behind. Have you passed PS. four or six? If you don't pass the exam, just recite more words now. Anyway, if you are idle, you will take the make-up exam immediately after the new school starts. We should win at the starting line! -- class 1 & 2 of survival class seeing the middle, all the friends are moved by Song Fei's care. After such a broadcast, perhaps most of the qualified students still choose to stick to the waiting list, but there must also be some students who have run out of ammunition and food and have to go out. 19% of their first choice will be here. But if they come here, they see no one. No matter how strong their faith is, it may shake or even collapse. What song Fei left behind is not so much a letter as a hope. In addition, the reason why we need to write a message letter instead of broadcasting the news that they are going to leave is that some students are probably on their way to the broadcasting room. If we hear the broadcast directly at this time, we know that no one will be waiting for us in the broadcasting room, then where will these students go? If we are strong in our hearts, we may be able to continue on our way To plan B immediately, but not so strong, not before the village, not after the shop, I'm afraid it will be completely flustered. Leaving a letter means that all the students who can see have come here. Even if they are disappointed at that time, they can still calm down and think about where to go. The friends even understood the psychological logic of Song Fei - he recruited people by radio, he had to be responsible to the end, pass on courage from beginning to end, this is not his conscience, this is his duty. But after reading it, my friends feel moved again. They feel deeply that Song Fei has lost his name but two martial arts classes. They are afraid that the students who read letters will retaliate when they return to school in the future! However, in any case, this is a shining message letter. My friends don't know what to hide. Ma Weisen asked directly: "what are you embarrassed about?" Song Fei silently bowed his head and pursed his lips, which was called shyness. Friends black line, always feel ready to draw people's desire has been unable to wait for the answer. Qi Yan seize the opportunity to embrace BF shoulder, embrace to his arms, for the first time with a little doting: "in this world can let him embarrassed things are few, writing is not good to count one." Song Fei was embarrassed and said, "if you see through, don't say through, do you understand?" Qi Yan is happy, and his eyes are full of love. All the little friends were silent, with no waves on their faces. Quarrel can show love, clothes wet can show love, now any word ugly can lose love Well, they just watch the show of love. Anyway, the more crazy the show of love is, the more fierce the break-up will be. Ha ha, ha ha Song Fei: "did you hear anything?" Qi Yan: "eh?" Song Fei: "forget it, maybe I'm nervous. I always feel that there's Yin wind in my ear..." Five minutes later, the sixteen little friends were completely assembled. Qi Yan wrapped the mobile phone with paper and wrapped it with thick adhesive tape, which only revealed a small loudspeaker hole. While the zombies were wandering in the corridor, he opened the door and put it on the ground, and quickly pushed it a few meters away! Kuang Ye watched his mobile phone slide farther and farther, feeling desperate. The mobile phone of this sacrifice was decided by drawing lots, so the "close comrades in arms" who had survived once were pushed to the front line again, and the possibility of picking it up like last time was very slim. His comrades in arms also considered taking his proposal to tie a rope and draw it back after using it. However, considering that the situation was different from that in the wash ink Pavilion at that time, he and Song Fei were on the pavilion at that time. Even if there was a rope, the zombies could not catch them, but now they were all low windows. If the zombies had to break the window along the rope, the situation would easily get out of control. His cell phone is doomed to fail. Kuang Yeh admits his life. The sound of the mobile phone landing attracted the attention of the zombie. Waiting for Qi Yan to close the window, the zombie has run back here. Just as they were struggling at the corpse intersection, where they looked down at their mobile phones or continued to pick up the window, the alarm rang, and they were still lively European and American girls, persistently singing I really like you. There is no doubt that Mr. Kuang is the representative of the music taste of wusheng class. Through the blinds, everyone clearly saw more and more zombies around the mobile phone. They come from both ends of the corridor, but the final resting point of the mobile phone is the place seven or eight meters to the left where the radio room comes out, while the elevator room turns left one meter to the right where the radio room comes out. The corridor without lights only has a hazy moonlight, and even the screen that lights up when the alarm goes off returns to darkness as time goes on. In addition, the wusheng class has turned off the lights in the broadcasting room ahead of time, and the whole third floor of the educational administration building seems to be hidden in the shadow of night. Plan A-part 1go With Song Fei's almost inaudible breath, Qi Yan opened the door again, and there was a strong contrast between decisive speed and quiet movement.Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan, Wu Zhou, together with Zhou Tongyi and Qiao Siqi holding an empty box, the three musketeers of the Institute of physical education, crept out like a silent ghost and slowly floated to the elevator. Soon, the sound of the elevator door slowly opening came in through the crack of the broadcasting room door. The zombies around the mobile phones were unaware, but the comrades in arms around the door stripped the low audio from the loud female voice. All of us hold our breath. What we can see is our eyes to the left, our ears to the right, and our comrades in arms! In a flash, the elevator door closed again. Friends understand, that means there is no zombie in the elevator car, disguised good josch has entered smoothly! Outside the elevator door, Zhou Tongyi and the three swordsmen of the Institute of physical education stare at the floor number without blinking, watching it change from 1 to B1, B2, and then stand still. Wait. Just a few seconds. But for the four people in the elevator, there's no longer time. Wu Zhou, who is responsible for controlling the rhythm, reads the seconds silently in his heart. One, two, three Wait until the fifth number, quickly press the up key! After a moment, the number of floors jumps again. B1, 1, stop. The four men clung to the curtains in their hands, their muscles taut, and watched the elevator door open slowly. First there was a gap. And then it widens Everything is the same as Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan's analysis. There were two more zombies in the elevator with only Qiao's carton. They are looking around the paper box dully. No, they are more optimistic than the think tank's prediction. According to the elevator capacity, they guess that three to four curious zombies will be brought up. That's why they choose four people to guard at the door, but Now, they can play two and one. The crack of the open door was just one palm wide. Four people quickly flashed to both sides of the elevator door and stood against the wall. The zombie in the elevator didn't notice the flash of the figure at all, and all his attention was still on the strange paper box. The carton is still and steady as a rock. Even if you hang a piece of paper in front of the two holes, it won't blow a dime. Since you opened the elevator door on the B2 floor, Qiao began to contribute the longest breath holding and petrifaction in his life. Let alone the paper, now you put a life detector in front of the box, maybe you can't detect any living things in it. Four people outside didn't need eyes to see, but only ears to listen. Finally, the elevator door opened almost as well. Wu Zhou and Zhao he, who were separated on both sides, rushed in first. One person and one curtain directly covered the heads of the two zombies. Without waiting for the other person's reaction, they slapped their heads across the curtain! When the two zombies were paralyzed in Wu Zhou's and Zhao he's arms, Zhou Tongyi and Fu Xiyuan took down the box and activated Qiao. It all happened in a flash. As the elevator door slowly closed, five people put the corpse into the corner of the elevator. Then from the corner probe to wait and see, confirm the safety, quietly back to the broadcasting room. The door of the broadcasting room, which had been open, finally closed again. The hearts of my friends finally fell. In the corridor, a song hasn't been finished yet. In the notes of Flowing Clouds and water, it seems that nothing happened. "The load of the elevator is one ton, and it's limited to 13 people. There are only two zombies outside the B2 elevator, and they are all brought up by me. The situation of the parking lot is unknown, but there is no problem in the B2 elevator hall now." At the moment, even if he is as loose as josch, he is serious. He doesn't wait for his friends to ask him and report directly to the front line. "OK, two dials, seven at a time. Find six people in the motorcade to join me and Luo Geng. The rest of them will go first and follow Wang Qingyuan! " Soonfeld made the deployment immediately. Li Jingyu immediately said: "as much as possible on the first time, in case the corridor zombie reaction, less people behind better escape." "No way," Song Fei said without thinking about it. He directly vetoed, "elevator weight limit is different from the actual situation. If the overload alarm goes off, the gain is not worth the loss!" He Zhi asked: "the weight limit of Gewu building is 13 people. Eight people will ring forever!" Li Jingyu: "I have no problem!" Song Fei: "plan A-part 2, go!" The alarm, which has been set to the longest duration, seems to never stop. The zombies gathered inside have picked it up, but they can't tear off the tape. They fall to the ground with great chagrin. Because of the shock proof of thick tape, the mobile phone is intact and continues to sing happily. Sixteen figures came out of the door of the broadcasting room. The elevator door on the first floor opens again. Wang Qingyuan quickly takes out the carton. Li Jingyu, Lin Dilei, Huang Mo, he Zhiwen, Feng Qibai, Ma Weisen and Kuang Ye flash in quickly. Wang Qingyuan who takes away the carton is the last one to enter the elevator. At the same time, Lin Dilei decisively presses the B2 key! The elevator that closed the door sank slowly and finally stopped at B2. The eight left behind could not see the scene or hear the sound of the underground across the floor. They could only pray in their hearts that everything would go well. Finally, feeling that time was almost the same, eight people exchanged their eyes and nodded in silence. Qi Yan pressed the light button to go downstairs.The elevator rises again, stops on the first floor, and the door opens a little bit. Eight people are talking about their voices! Fortunately, it was empty. This proves that the partners have successfully sneaked into the parking lot according to the original plan! Qi Yan, Zhou Tongyi, Qiao Siqi, Zhao he, Fu Xiyuan, Wu Zhou, Song Fei and Luo Geng left behind eight people. Among them, Song Fei and Luo Geng helped the rear of the former group, while the other six were the real car finding teams - Qiao Siqi, needless to say, the driver; Zhou Tongyi was the only one who really liked cars and could drive among all the native people who got driving licenses in the two martial arts classes The next test is finished, not to mention the upside down slope. It's unknown whether the s-turn can be smooth or not. The three musketeers of the Institute of physical education are selected by speed and combat effectiveness to help them find cars and maneuver. As for Qi Yan, he is the dual identity of his own family and combat effectiveness. After all, there are two car keys found in the basketball hall. No matter how strong Zhou is, it's impossible for him to drive two cars by himself Qi Yan, who should be able to cope with automatic transmission, shoulders the responsibility of the third driver. Song Fei takes the lead to jump into the elevator, quickly presses B2, and then presses the open key to signal his friends to catch up. The music in the corridor suddenly weakened. It was the end of the whole song and the beginning of the second round of Prelude! Although my friends have lightened their steps, they are used to the noisy environment after all. They are not light enough to be completely silent. As soon as the music is weak, their steps will become obvious. Song Fei's heart is a tight, quickly drag the last Zhao he in, and then quickly press the key to close the door. But the door stayed open. Footsteps are approaching in the corridor. Song Fei is so anxious that he wants to be crazy. Seven of his friends are also tight and almost suffocated. Finally, the elevator has a reaction! Dududu - seven people's tiger body was shocked, and there was some telepathy in an instant. They all glared at Zhao he, and their eyes would pop out! The stares have no time to complain, and they can't be quiet any more. Relying on their rich experience, they point out the river and mountain at this critical moment: "let's spread it out, let the gravity be even!" Seven partners were moved by the wind and spread out decisively. When the beep disappears, the first zombie appears at the corner of the elevator. But after all, it was a step too late. The elevator door closed safely and went down. The next little friend took a long breath and leaned against the back of the elevator wall. Zhao he was also in a cold sweat. Damn, thanks. He's overweight. He's professional.
