Chapter 43
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In the dark dining hall, a few strands of pale moonlight shine on the empty tables and chairs through the French windows. At the end of the moon, there is a blur and chaos. Only when the eyes adapt to the night, can they see the silent but suffocating chasing battle.
Qi Yan had already run to the end of the vegetable field. The first two zombies attracted by him were less than five meters away. Ten meters away, the third zombie was climbing in from the outside of the glass fence.
Qi Yan quickly climbed over the glass fence, got away from the vegetable area, turned around and took a quick look at the direction of Song Fei. In addition to a zombie figure, where can you see people, the TV screen is still dark, and there is no sign of starting.
Two zombies see Qi Yan go out again, immediately also hold the fence, slightly stiff to turn out.
The third zombie had just crawled in, and he crawled out again.
No more words. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that Song Fei must be hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to succeed. Qi Yan didn't know when the trust came into being. When he realized it, it was so natural.
The two zombies have been turned out. Qi Yan takes a deep breath and runs in the opposite direction of Song Fei according to the original plan!
In the distance, Qi Yangang can't find the direction of people. Song Fei, who is on his waist, has climbed under a table about three meters away from the TV. Just a few steps away, he can jump on the table, press the TV master switch, and then walk up by remote control.
But I can't.
The fourth zombie, who was heading for Qi Yan, stopped and stopped when he passed the TV! Perplexity generally looks around, and occasionally sniffs.
Song Fei is in a state of anxiety. There comes the sound of messy footsteps. He can't see the situation hiding under the table, but he knows that Qi Yan is trying to lure the enemy according to his tactics!
Let it go!
Song Fei climbed out of the bottom of the table and suddenly stood up!
The Zombie's body shape in confusion, finally locked the target.
Four eyes opposite, Song Fei shudder hair are erect. It's no longer human eyes!
The zombie came at once, but there was a row of tables and chairs between it and Song Fei. With a bang, it knocked heavily on the edge of the metal table!
Song Fei originally wanted to draw it away, and then he ran back to turn on the TV with his speed advantage, but he knocked the other side and woke him up.
Quickly turn around, step on the chair behind you, then turn around and step across to the opposite table. The whole process is in a flash! In a flash, Song Fei has fallen to the metal table, and his eyes are on the top of the Zombie's head beside the table. The chopsticks in Song Fei's hand stick down mercilessly!
Unexpectedly, the zombie was looking up, and the chopsticks poked into his mouth and out of his jaw!
There was no time for Song Fei to stop his efforts. His chopsticks were completely submerged, and his hand directly hit the Zombie's teeth!
He was surprised, almost at the moment of collision instinctively retracted his hand, not even chopsticks. Just as he drew his hand back, he heard a "click", and the Zombie's two rows of teeth suddenly collided with a piece of metal chopsticks left outside. If he hesitated for a moment, it would not be chopsticks but his hands that were bitten!
The zombie felt that the occlusion was blocked. He raised his hand to touch his mouth in confusion, and finally found the chopsticks. After several attempts, he still couldn't hold them, let alone pull them out.
This is the same reason that they can't grasp the rope. At least most zombies can't complete the fine movements that need peripheral nerve control.
Behind the zombie is a structural column with a TV, and the TV is on the top of the Zombie's head, facing the chest of Song Fei standing on the table. Seeing that the zombie is still entangled with chopsticks, Song Fei's heart is horizontal and pours directly at him!
With one hand slapping on the cold post, Song Fei holds it hard, and the other hand quickly touches down the side edge of the TV. Soon he feels a different hand in the lower right corner. Song Fei presses it hard!
The lower right corner of the TV lights up with red light!
In Song Fei's heart, he was about to retreat. Suddenly, he felt wrong. As soon as he lowered his head, the zombie had gnawed on his thigh!
At this height, the zombie is facing it!
Song Fei felt a pain. Fortunately, he was not bitten, but cut by chopsticks. It was this chopstick that became the barrier between the Zombie's sharp teeth and his flesh.
But the zombie refused to give up and put his arms around his thighs!
The thrilling numbness of the moment from the sole of the foot board to the hair, Song Fei felt the scalp to explode, subconsciously struggling to kick!
Zombies cling to each other and try to bite again and again!
One kick.
A dead hug.
If you look at the silhouette from a distance, you are the wind, I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world!
Loud and clear Chinese style is still ringing in the sky. In the back kitchen, Wang Qingyuan, Li Jingyu and Lin Dilei guard the windows of the front, middle and rear areas respectively, in case the zombies who can't climb the second floor rush to the first floor window. That's bad. The remaining three people were all hugging at the door, looking out through the cracks——Luo Geng: "Qi Yan let us maneuver, this machine is too difficult to grasp."
Josch: "I think it's time. The zombie seems to have fallen in love with Seinfeld."
Zhou Tongyi: "in this way, I go out, you two continue to watch both sides of the stairs, alert upstairs zombies run down."
When the original plan was discussed, someone proposed to lock the three doors of the hall, but it was quickly rejected, because no one knew how many zombies were left on the second and third floors. If there were more, closing the door of the canteen would turn them into turtles in a jar. In addition, with the door open, if the zombies are really afraid of the cold, they will come back after the singing stops. In a sense, it helps to clean up and reduce the number of external zombies. If the situation changes in the future, they need to leave the canteen, or even go out for a short time, which will be more convenient and safe. Later, someone proposed to clean up the zombies directly, but everyone thought about it. Considering the large number of living people, it is easy to make the zombies excited and howl, and the battle is also easy to stimulate them to howl madly. If the zombies are brought back from outside or from upstairs, it will not be worth the loss. Therefore, we finally decided the plan of Qi Yan luring the enemy, Song Fei turning on the machine, and other partners stand by.
But now Song Fei has started fighting mode, and his friends can't stand by. Monday law holds sushi gun tightly, body shape flash, silent and out!
At the same time, the TV screen suddenly lights up!
Song Fei didn't dare to hold the remote control in his hand. He wanted to press the main switch first. Unexpectedly, after pressing the main switch, he was entangled by the zombie. Now he is struggling to take out the remote control!
As Zhou Tongyi walked forward, Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi in the crack of the door widened their eyes, and everyone's heart went up to their throat
The picture is finally stable and clear. The rapid flashing of the messy snowflakes, like countless gray white bacteria, crowded the TV screen this Petri dish.
Song Fei tried his best to kick the most cruel foot from the beginning to now, and finally kicked the zombie away! When the Zombie's back hit the post, he pressed the remote control crazily and adjusted more than ten stations in a row.
Still.
Dense flashing snowflakes like the campus after the outbreak of the virus, confused, crazy, desperate.
Song Fei finally stopped his thumb and lost his mind for a moment.
It's not that I didn't think about this possibility. But he told himself over and over again that TV and mobile phone should not take the same signal, right? If the mobile phone has no signal, TV may not. The TV set-top box seems to be more like a remote control, and it's not destined to go into the dining room. By the end of the day, he had almost no doubts. This kind of almost persistent persuasion is not so much optimistic as self hypnosis. It seems that as long as you believe that the straw in your hand can save your life, it will really save you.
In a desperate situation, people always need a glimmer of hope.
It's just that it's breaking up a little bit fast, so fast that it's caught off guard.
"Be careful -"
suddenly, Zhou Tongyi yelled in the distance!
Song Fei only felt the shadow coming from below. He just wanted to kick it reflexively, but the zombie suddenly put his arms around his legs and tugged hard!
He directly lost his balance and sat down on the table, his buttock almost fell into eight pieces!
There was a sharp stabbing pain from the vertebrae of the tail. For a moment, Song Fei couldn't slow down. The zombie had rushed over and gnawed on his stomach!
Fortunately, Song Fei was wearing cotton clothes, and the zombie only got a mouthful of cotton cloth!
But this is enough to make Song Fei cold sweat - I don't know when the zombie has got the chopsticks out!
Zhou Tongyi's roar also inspired Qi Yan, who was running around with the zombie at the other end of the hall. Conditionally, he looked over and saw that Song Fei was sitting on the table fighting with the zombie!
There was a zombie at the entrance of the stairs. I don't know if I heard a shout or a fight.
Since the TV is snowy, Qi Yan is no longer in love with war. He jumps directly on the table and runs all the way from the table to Song Fei.
By the time he arrived, Zhou had already poked his knife into the head of the zombie. Of course, before being killed, it had been beaten to death by Song Fei.
The meeting of the three people do not need to exchange, tacit understanding of the sole of the foot oil, to the fastest speed over the dish fence, straight to the kitchen door.
Qiao Siqi and Luo Geng, who had been waiting at the door, lost no time to open the door and quickly closed the lock after they met their comrades in arms.
After Song Fei and Qi Yan ran into the door, they sat down on the ground. The former is tired of fighting with zombies, while the latter is tired of walking zombies.
After locking the door, josch and Luogeng immediately gathered around to see if they were injured. When the three men watching the window saw that they were returning, they also rushed to them. After they were sure that their comrades in arms were OK, they quickly asked -
Li Jingyu: "what's the news about?"
Lin Dilei: "how about it?"
Wang Qingyuan: "is there a signal?"
Three problems, three attitudes, from optimism to neutrality, from neutrality to reality.
It's not that I haven't considered the possibility of bad, but before it's confirmed, no one is willing to say it. It seems that if I say it, it's really bad. So it's only after the dust has settled that the question will be so straightforward.Song Fei is not willing, but still can only slowly shake his head, try to give his friends a less bitter smile: "no signal."
"Ah?" Li Jingyu was first surprised and then disappointed.
Lin Dilei and Wang Qingyuan are calm. Although they have some losses, they are not too hard hit.
Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi already knew the result in the crack of the door, but shrugged.
"Ah, upstairs!" All of a sudden, Lin Di Lei gave a soft cry.
The crowd responded that class 2 was still howling, and his voice had almost become heavy metal rock.
Lin Dilei ran to the other end farthest away from the window of class 2. After confirming that there was no zombie in front of the window, she quickly opened the window and said in a loud voice: "the action is over -"
Lin Dilei's voice has a special texture, which may be related to the way the announcer and host pronounce. Without yelling, it is very penetrating and pierces the overwhelming Chinese style.
The chorus finally stopped, and the night was quiet again, leaving only the zombies gathered at the bottom of the window, making some noises from time to time.
"Fuck, the voice is going to smoke," Zhao Heyang sighed, exhausted to the extreme, "this intensity catch up with singing KTV all night."
My friends have a sore throat and don't want to say one more word. They can only nod their heads and agree with each other with their lives!
Huang Mo is not so tragic, at least he can ask in the distance: "how is it?"
soon, the answer of small mines came from the diagonal direction: "no signal, it's all snowflakes --"
Huang Mo lowered his eyes, as expected.
Zhao he is not as calm as Huang. If his partner didn't stop him, he almost jumped down: "don't pull me, I'll kill them!"
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In the dark dining hall, a few strands of pale moonlight shine on the empty tables and chairs through the French windows. At the end of the moon, there is a blur and chaos. Only when the eyes adapt to the night, can they see the silent but suffocating chasing battle.
Qi Yan had already run to the end of the vegetable field. The first two zombies attracted by him were less than five meters away. Ten meters away, the third zombie was climbing in from the outside of the glass fence.
Qi Yan quickly climbed over the glass fence, got away from the vegetable area, turned around and took a quick look at the direction of Song Fei. In addition to a zombie figure, where can you see people, the TV screen is still dark, and there is no sign of starting.
Two zombies see Qi Yan go out again, immediately also hold the fence, slightly stiff to turn out.
The third zombie had just crawled in, and he crawled out again.
No more words. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that Song Fei must be hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to succeed. Qi Yan didn't know when the trust came into being. When he realized it, it was so natural.
The two zombies have been turned out. Qi Yan takes a deep breath and runs in the opposite direction of Song Fei according to the original plan!
In the distance, Qi Yangang can't find the direction of people. Song Fei, who is on his waist, has climbed under a table about three meters away from the TV. Just a few steps away, he can jump on the table, press the TV master switch, and then walk up by remote control.
But I can't.
The fourth zombie, who was heading for Qi Yan, stopped and stopped when he passed the TV! Perplexity generally looks around, and occasionally sniffs.
Song Fei is in a state of anxiety. There comes the sound of messy footsteps. He can't see the situation hiding under the table, but he knows that Qi Yan is trying to lure the enemy according to his tactics!
Let it go!
Song Fei climbed out of the bottom of the table and suddenly stood up!
The Zombie's body shape in confusion, finally locked the target.
Four eyes opposite, Song Fei shudder hair are erect. It's no longer human eyes!
The zombie came at once, but there was a row of tables and chairs between it and Song Fei. With a bang, it knocked heavily on the edge of the metal table!
Song Fei originally wanted to draw it away, and then he ran back to turn on the TV with his speed advantage, but he knocked the other side and woke him up.
Quickly turn around, step on the chair behind you, then turn around and step across to the opposite table. The whole process is in a flash! In a flash, Song Fei has fallen to the metal table, and his eyes are on the top of the Zombie's head beside the table. The chopsticks in Song Fei's hand stick down mercilessly!
Unexpectedly, the zombie was looking up, and the chopsticks poked into his mouth and out of his jaw!
There was no time for Song Fei to stop his efforts. His chopsticks were completely submerged, and his hand directly hit the Zombie's teeth!
He was surprised, almost at the moment of collision instinctively retracted his hand, not even chopsticks. Just as he drew his hand back, he heard a "click", and the Zombie's two rows of teeth suddenly collided with a piece of metal chopsticks left outside. If he hesitated for a moment, it would not be chopsticks but his hands that were bitten!
The zombie felt that the occlusion was blocked. He raised his hand to touch his mouth in confusion, and finally found the chopsticks. After several attempts, he still couldn't hold them, let alone pull them out.
This is the same reason that they can't grasp the rope. At least most zombies can't complete the fine movements that need peripheral nerve control.
Behind the zombie is a structural column with a TV, and the TV is on the top of the Zombie's head, facing the chest of Song Fei standing on the table. Seeing that the zombie is still entangled with chopsticks, Song Fei's heart is horizontal and pours directly at him!
With one hand slapping on the cold post, Song Fei holds it hard, and the other hand quickly touches down the side edge of the TV. Soon he feels a different hand in the lower right corner. Song Fei presses it hard!
The lower right corner of the TV lights up with red light!
In Song Fei's heart, he was about to retreat. Suddenly, he felt wrong. As soon as he lowered his head, the zombie had gnawed on his thigh!
At this height, the zombie is facing it!
Song Fei felt a pain. Fortunately, he was not bitten, but cut by chopsticks. It was this chopstick that became the barrier between the Zombie's sharp teeth and his flesh.
But the zombie refused to give up and put his arms around his thighs!
The thrilling numbness of the moment from the sole of the foot board to the hair, Song Fei felt the scalp to explode, subconsciously struggling to kick!
Zombies cling to each other and try to bite again and again!
One kick.
A dead hug.
If you look at the silhouette from a distance, you are the wind, I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world!
Loud and clear Chinese style is still ringing in the sky. In the back kitchen, Wang Qingyuan, Li Jingyu and Lin Dilei guard the windows of the front, middle and rear areas respectively, in case the zombies who can't climb the second floor rush to the first floor window. That's bad. The remaining three people were all hugging at the door, looking out through the cracks——Luo Geng: "Qi Yan let us maneuver, this machine is too difficult to grasp."
Josch: "I think it's time. The zombie seems to have fallen in love with Seinfeld."
Zhou Tongyi: "in this way, I go out, you two continue to watch both sides of the stairs, alert upstairs zombies run down."
When the original plan was discussed, someone proposed to lock the three doors of the hall, but it was quickly rejected, because no one knew how many zombies were left on the second and third floors. If there were more, closing the door of the canteen would turn them into turtles in a jar. In addition, with the door open, if the zombies are really afraid of the cold, they will come back after the singing stops. In a sense, it helps to clean up and reduce the number of external zombies. If the situation changes in the future, they need to leave the canteen, or even go out for a short time, which will be more convenient and safe. Later, someone proposed to clean up the zombies directly, but everyone thought about it. Considering the large number of living people, it is easy to make the zombies excited and howl, and the battle is also easy to stimulate them to howl madly. If the zombies are brought back from outside or from upstairs, it will not be worth the loss. Therefore, we finally decided the plan of Qi Yan luring the enemy, Song Fei turning on the machine, and other partners stand by.
But now Song Fei has started fighting mode, and his friends can't stand by. Monday law holds sushi gun tightly, body shape flash, silent and out!
At the same time, the TV screen suddenly lights up!
Song Fei didn't dare to hold the remote control in his hand. He wanted to press the main switch first. Unexpectedly, after pressing the main switch, he was entangled by the zombie. Now he is struggling to take out the remote control!
As Zhou Tongyi walked forward, Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi in the crack of the door widened their eyes, and everyone's heart went up to their throat
The picture is finally stable and clear. The rapid flashing of the messy snowflakes, like countless gray white bacteria, crowded the TV screen this Petri dish.
Song Fei tried his best to kick the most cruel foot from the beginning to now, and finally kicked the zombie away! When the Zombie's back hit the post, he pressed the remote control crazily and adjusted more than ten stations in a row.
Still.
Dense flashing snowflakes like the campus after the outbreak of the virus, confused, crazy, desperate.
Song Fei finally stopped his thumb and lost his mind for a moment.
It's not that I didn't think about this possibility. But he told himself over and over again that TV and mobile phone should not take the same signal, right? If the mobile phone has no signal, TV may not. The TV set-top box seems to be more like a remote control, and it's not destined to go into the dining room. By the end of the day, he had almost no doubts. This kind of almost persistent persuasion is not so much optimistic as self hypnosis. It seems that as long as you believe that the straw in your hand can save your life, it will really save you.
In a desperate situation, people always need a glimmer of hope.
It's just that it's breaking up a little bit fast, so fast that it's caught off guard.
"Be careful -"
suddenly, Zhou Tongyi yelled in the distance!
Song Fei only felt the shadow coming from below. He just wanted to kick it reflexively, but the zombie suddenly put his arms around his legs and tugged hard!
He directly lost his balance and sat down on the table, his buttock almost fell into eight pieces!
There was a sharp stabbing pain from the vertebrae of the tail. For a moment, Song Fei couldn't slow down. The zombie had rushed over and gnawed on his stomach!
Fortunately, Song Fei was wearing cotton clothes, and the zombie only got a mouthful of cotton cloth!
But this is enough to make Song Fei cold sweat - I don't know when the zombie has got the chopsticks out!
Zhou Tongyi's roar also inspired Qi Yan, who was running around with the zombie at the other end of the hall. Conditionally, he looked over and saw that Song Fei was sitting on the table fighting with the zombie!
There was a zombie at the entrance of the stairs. I don't know if I heard a shout or a fight.
Since the TV is snowy, Qi Yan is no longer in love with war. He jumps directly on the table and runs all the way from the table to Song Fei.
By the time he arrived, Zhou had already poked his knife into the head of the zombie. Of course, before being killed, it had been beaten to death by Song Fei.
The meeting of the three people do not need to exchange, tacit understanding of the sole of the foot oil, to the fastest speed over the dish fence, straight to the kitchen door.
Qiao Siqi and Luo Geng, who had been waiting at the door, lost no time to open the door and quickly closed the lock after they met their comrades in arms.
After Song Fei and Qi Yan ran into the door, they sat down on the ground. The former is tired of fighting with zombies, while the latter is tired of walking zombies.
After locking the door, josch and Luogeng immediately gathered around to see if they were injured. When the three men watching the window saw that they were returning, they also rushed to them. After they were sure that their comrades in arms were OK, they quickly asked -
Li Jingyu: "what's the news about?"
Lin Dilei: "how about it?"
Wang Qingyuan: "is there a signal?"
Three problems, three attitudes, from optimism to neutrality, from neutrality to reality.
It's not that I haven't considered the possibility of bad, but before it's confirmed, no one is willing to say it. It seems that if I say it, it's really bad. So it's only after the dust has settled that the question will be so straightforward.Song Fei is not willing, but still can only slowly shake his head, try to give his friends a less bitter smile: "no signal."
"Ah?" Li Jingyu was first surprised and then disappointed.
Lin Dilei and Wang Qingyuan are calm. Although they have some losses, they are not too hard hit.
Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi already knew the result in the crack of the door, but shrugged.
"Ah, upstairs!" All of a sudden, Lin Di Lei gave a soft cry.
The crowd responded that class 2 was still howling, and his voice had almost become heavy metal rock.
Lin Dilei ran to the other end farthest away from the window of class 2. After confirming that there was no zombie in front of the window, she quickly opened the window and said in a loud voice: "the action is over -"
Lin Dilei's voice has a special texture, which may be related to the way the announcer and host pronounce. Without yelling, it is very penetrating and pierces the overwhelming Chinese style.
The chorus finally stopped, and the night was quiet again, leaving only the zombies gathered at the bottom of the window, making some noises from time to time.
"Fuck, the voice is going to smoke," Zhao Heyang sighed, exhausted to the extreme, "this intensity catch up with singing KTV all night."
My friends have a sore throat and don't want to say one more word. They can only nod their heads and agree with each other with their lives!
Huang Mo is not so tragic, at least he can ask in the distance: "how is it?"
soon, the answer of small mines came from the diagonal direction: "no signal, it's all snowflakes --"
Huang Mo lowered his eyes, as expected.
Zhao he is not as calm as Huang. If his partner didn't stop him, he almost jumped down: "don't pull me, I'll kill them!"
In the dark dining hall, a few strands of pale moonlight shine on the empty tables and chairs through the French windows. At the end of the moon, there is a blur and chaos. Only when the eyes adapt to the night, can they see the silent but suffocating chasing battle. Qi Yan had already run to the end of the vegetable field. The first two zombies attracted by him were less than five meters away. Ten meters away, the third zombie was climbing in from the outside of the glass fence. Qi Yan quickly climbed over the glass fence, got away from the vegetable area, turned around and took a quick look at the direction of Song Fei. In addition to a zombie figure, where can you see people, the TV screen is still dark, and there is no sign of starting. Two zombies see Qi Yan go out again, immediately also hold the fence, slightly stiff to turn out. The third zombie had just crawled in, and he crawled out again. No more words. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that Song Fei must be hiding in the dark, waiting for the opportunity to succeed. Qi Yan didn't know when the trust came into being. When he realized it, it was so natural. The two zombies have been turned out. Qi Yan takes a deep breath and runs in the opposite direction of Song Fei according to the original plan! In the distance, Qi Yangang can't find the direction of people. Song Fei, who is on his waist, has climbed under a table about three meters away from the TV. Just a few steps away, he can jump on the table, press the TV master switch, and then walk up by remote control. But I can't. The fourth zombie, who was heading for Qi Yan, stopped and stopped when he passed the TV! Perplexity generally looks around, and occasionally sniffs. Song Fei is in a state of anxiety. There comes the sound of messy footsteps. He can't see the situation hiding under the table, but he knows that Qi Yan is trying to lure the enemy according to his tactics! Let it go! Song Fei climbed out of the bottom of the table and suddenly stood up! The Zombie's body shape in confusion, finally locked the target. Four eyes opposite, Song Fei shudder hair are erect. It's no longer human eyes! The zombie came at once, but there was a row of tables and chairs between it and Song Fei. With a bang, it knocked heavily on the edge of the metal table! Song Fei originally wanted to draw it away, and then he ran back to turn on the TV with his speed advantage, but he knocked the other side and woke him up. Quickly turn around, step on the chair behind you, then turn around and step across to the opposite table. The whole process is in a flash! In a flash, Song Fei has fallen to the metal table, and his eyes are on the top of the Zombie's head beside the table. The chopsticks in Song Fei's hand stick down mercilessly! Unexpectedly, the zombie was looking up, and the chopsticks poked into his mouth and out of his jaw! There was no time for Song Fei to stop his efforts. His chopsticks were completely submerged, and his hand directly hit the Zombie's teeth! He was surprised, almost at the moment of collision instinctively retracted his hand, not even chopsticks. Just as he drew his hand back, he heard a "click", and the Zombie's two rows of teeth suddenly collided with a piece of metal chopsticks left outside. If he hesitated for a moment, it would not be chopsticks but his hands that were bitten! The zombie felt that the occlusion was blocked. He raised his hand to touch his mouth in confusion, and finally found the chopsticks. After several attempts, he still couldn't hold them, let alone pull them out. This is the same reason that they can't grasp the rope. At least most zombies can't complete the fine movements that need peripheral nerve control. Behind the zombie is a structural column with a TV, and the TV is on the top of the Zombie's head, facing the chest of Song Fei standing on the table. Seeing that the zombie is still entangled with chopsticks, Song Fei's heart is horizontal and pours directly at him! With one hand slapping on the cold post, Song Fei holds it hard, and the other hand quickly touches down the side edge of the TV. Soon he feels a different hand in the lower right corner. Song Fei presses it hard! The lower right corner of the TV lights up with red light! In Song Fei's heart, he was about to retreat. Suddenly, he felt wrong. As soon as he lowered his head, the zombie had gnawed on his thigh! At this height, the zombie is facing it! Song Fei felt a pain. Fortunately, he was not bitten, but cut by chopsticks. It was this chopstick that became the barrier between the Zombie's sharp teeth and his flesh. But the zombie refused to give up and put his arms around his thighs! The thrilling numbness of the moment from the sole of the foot board to the hair, Song Fei felt the scalp to explode, subconsciously struggling to kick! Zombies cling to each other and try to bite again and again! One kick. A dead hug. If you look at the silhouette from a distance, you are the wind, I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world! Loud and clear Chinese style is still ringing in the sky. In the back kitchen, Wang Qingyuan, Li Jingyu and Lin Dilei guard the windows of the front, middle and rear areas respectively, in case the zombies who can't climb the second floor rush to the first floor window. That's bad. The remaining three people were all hugging at the door, looking out through the cracksLuo Geng: "Qi Yan let us maneuver, this machine is too difficult to grasp." Josch: "I think it's time. The zombie seems to have fallen in love with Seinfeld." Zhou Tongyi: "in this way, I go out, you two continue to watch both sides of the stairs, alert upstairs zombies run down." When the original plan was discussed, someone proposed to lock the three doors of the hall, but it was quickly rejected, because no one knew how many zombies were left on the second and third floors. If there were more, closing the door of the canteen would turn them into turtles in a jar. In addition, with the door open, if the zombies are really afraid of the cold, they will come back after the singing stops. In a sense, it helps to clean up and reduce the number of external zombies. If the situation changes in the future, they need to leave the canteen, or even go out for a short time, which will be more convenient and safe. Later, someone proposed to clean up the zombies directly, but everyone thought about it. Considering the large number of living people, it is easy to make the zombies excited and howl, and the battle is also easy to stimulate them to howl madly. If the zombies are brought back from outside or from upstairs, it will not be worth the loss. Therefore, we finally decided the plan of Qi Yan luring the enemy, Song Fei turning on the machine, and other partners stand by. But now Song Fei has started fighting mode, and his friends can't stand by. Monday law holds sushi gun tightly, body shape flash, silent and out! At the same time, the TV screen suddenly lights up! Song Fei didn't dare to hold the remote control in his hand. He wanted to press the main switch first. Unexpectedly, after pressing the main switch, he was entangled by the zombie. Now he is struggling to take out the remote control! As Zhou Tongyi walked forward, Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi in the crack of the door widened their eyes, and everyone's heart went up to their throat The picture is finally stable and clear. The rapid flashing of the messy snowflakes, like countless gray white bacteria, crowded the TV screen this Petri dish. Song Fei tried his best to kick the most cruel foot from the beginning to now, and finally kicked the zombie away! When the Zombie's back hit the post, he pressed the remote control crazily and adjusted more than ten stations in a row. Still. Dense flashing snowflakes like the campus after the outbreak of the virus, confused, crazy, desperate. Song Fei finally stopped his thumb and lost his mind for a moment. It's not that I didn't think about this possibility. But he told himself over and over again that TV and mobile phone should not take the same signal, right? If the mobile phone has no signal, TV may not. The TV set-top box seems to be more like a remote control, and it's not destined to go into the dining room. By the end of the day, he had almost no doubts. This kind of almost persistent persuasion is not so much optimistic as self hypnosis. It seems that as long as you believe that the straw in your hand can save your life, it will really save you. In a desperate situation, people always need a glimmer of hope. It's just that it's breaking up a little bit fast, so fast that it's caught off guard. "Be careful -" suddenly, Zhou Tongyi yelled in the distance! Song Fei only felt the shadow coming from below. He just wanted to kick it reflexively, but the zombie suddenly put his arms around his legs and tugged hard! He directly lost his balance and sat down on the table, his buttock almost fell into eight pieces! There was a sharp stabbing pain from the vertebrae of the tail. For a moment, Song Fei couldn't slow down. The zombie had rushed over and gnawed on his stomach! Fortunately, Song Fei was wearing cotton clothes, and the zombie only got a mouthful of cotton cloth! But this is enough to make Song Fei cold sweat - I don't know when the zombie has got the chopsticks out! Zhou Tongyi's roar also inspired Qi Yan, who was running around with the zombie at the other end of the hall. Conditionally, he looked over and saw that Song Fei was sitting on the table fighting with the zombie! There was a zombie at the entrance of the stairs. I don't know if I heard a shout or a fight. Since the TV is snowy, Qi Yan is no longer in love with war. He jumps directly on the table and runs all the way from the table to Song Fei. By the time he arrived, Zhou had already poked his knife into the head of the zombie. Of course, before being killed, it had been beaten to death by Song Fei. The meeting of the three people do not need to exchange, tacit understanding of the sole of the foot oil, to the fastest speed over the dish fence, straight to the kitchen door. Qiao Siqi and Luo Geng, who had been waiting at the door, lost no time to open the door and quickly closed the lock after they met their comrades in arms. After Song Fei and Qi Yan ran into the door, they sat down on the ground. The former is tired of fighting with zombies, while the latter is tired of walking zombies. After locking the door, josch and Luogeng immediately gathered around to see if they were injured. When the three men watching the window saw that they were returning, they also rushed to them. After they were sure that their comrades in arms were OK, they quickly asked - Li Jingyu: "what's the news about?" Lin Dilei: "how about it?" Wang Qingyuan: "is there a signal?" Three problems, three attitudes, from optimism to neutrality, from neutrality to reality. It's not that I haven't considered the possibility of bad, but before it's confirmed, no one is willing to say it. It seems that if I say it, it's really bad. So it's only after the dust has settled that the question will be so straightforward.Song Fei is not willing, but still can only slowly shake his head, try to give his friends a less bitter smile: "no signal." "Ah?" Li Jingyu was first surprised and then disappointed. Lin Dilei and Wang Qingyuan are calm. Although they have some losses, they are not too hard hit. Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi already knew the result in the crack of the door, but shrugged. "Ah, upstairs!" All of a sudden, Lin Di Lei gave a soft cry. The crowd responded that class 2 was still howling, and his voice had almost become heavy metal rock. Lin Dilei ran to the other end farthest away from the window of class 2. After confirming that there was no zombie in front of the window, she quickly opened the window and said in a loud voice: "the action is over -" Lin Dilei's voice has a special texture, which may be related to the way the announcer and host pronounce. Without yelling, it is very penetrating and pierces the overwhelming Chinese style. The chorus finally stopped, and the night was quiet again, leaving only the zombies gathered at the bottom of the window, making some noises from time to time. "Fuck, the voice is going to smoke," Zhao Heyang sighed, exhausted to the extreme, "this intensity catch up with singing KTV all night." My friends have a sore throat and don't want to say one more word. They can only nod their heads and agree with each other with their lives! Huang Mo is not so tragic, at least he can ask in the distance: "how is it?" soon, the answer of small mines came from the diagonal direction: "no signal, it's all snowflakes --" Huang Mo lowered his eyes, as expected. Zhao he is not as calm as Huang. If his partner didn't stop him, he almost jumped down: "don't pull me, I'll kill them!"
