Chapter 71
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In the latter half of the night, the wind always cools down without warning. It's like a hand outside the sky. Every time it arrives at a specific time point, it immediately modifies the climate model, and even gives too much.
Zhao he shrank his neck and wrapped his coat more tightly.
At this time, he was walking on the avenue of the Department building. Of course, it's still the same as when we came here, sticking to the side of the road and rubbing against the big trees. In the moonlight, the shadow of the trees is mottled, and the dry and crisscross branches have the illusion of luxuriance. His dark clothes were perfectly hidden in the shadow, and his deliberate slow down and light footstep made him almost integrate with the night.
Realistic building has passed, Yixin building is in front of us, and the singing of Gewu building is completely out of hearing.
Zhao he thinks he is not a timid person, but on such a night, he suddenly hopes that his teammates' singing can accompany him a little longer, so it's only a few minutes.
After that, the thick smoke on the realistic roof has basically dissipated, leaving only a few wisps, which seems to float to the night sky.
Zhao he took back his eyes and made up his mind not to go back to the canteen.
After only half a night away from the team, he always felt that the uniformity and Qiao Siqi of Luban building, the Wu Zhou and Feng Qibai of Yixin building, should not and would not go back to the canteen.
In fact, there is no basis for this conjecture. To put it bluntly, it is the sixth sense. But people's sixth sense is sometimes more reliable than careful reasoning. Because it appears very magical, it can also be accurate without reason.
Of course, if we insist on analysis, it is not impossible. Transposition thinking, if it is him who lures the enemy, he will not immediately return to the canteen, but will choose a shelter nearby, waiting for the news of team-mates' victory or need of support at any time. Now, I am the "source".
He is duty bound to deliver to his comrades that "Song Fei, Qi Yan and he Zhiwen have successfully sneaked into Gewu building and are ready to charge the radio tomorrow night", even if he can only choose one of Luban building and Yixin building.
So the question is, is it going to stop here and go to art, or go on and go to architecture?
Click.
As soon as Zhao Hehu's body was shocked, his thinking stopped with his steps.
It's the sound of something cracking. The crack should be extremely subtle, because the sound is so small that if it wasn't for him to slow down and lighten the pace, he would have ignored it.
But when you look around, there are only empty asphalt roads, not to mention zombie shadows. There are almost no flowers and plants. The only thing that can be called an object is the one you rely on
Wait a minute.
Zhao he suddenly stopped, then slowly and rigidly raised his head.
At this time, he is impartial, just standing under a tree, and about one meter away from his head, there is a black "man" squatting on a not thick branch. This black is not light and shadow, but simply refers to the other side. It is burnt from head to foot, as if it were a charcoal man. His face is not spared. His facial features are almost pasted together, his eyes can not be opened, and transparent liquid is still flowing out of some skin and flesh.
It's such a tragic picture, so close and so powerful that Zhao he forgot to respond for a moment, and his brain is completely blank.
All of a sudden, the branch broke completely!
"Charcoal man" falls rapidly, Zhao he is caught off guard, letting the other party bang at his feet.
The other side's body hit the ground, but his hand fell on Zhao he's feet. The next second, the hand seemed to have independent vitality. When his body had not yet recovered from the impact, he still unconsciously struggled to wriggle, he grabbed Zhao he's tightly bound shoelaces without authorization!
Zhao he instantly sober, a kick open "charcoal man", quickly ran up the tree!
"Charcoal man" after a long time, finally got up from the ground, from the hesitant action, just that fall is not light. After climbing up, it didn't rush to move, instead, it looked around and kept sniffing the air around.
Zhao he has been able to confirm. They are not afraid of pain, disfigurement, and even have no feelings for their own tragedy. This is not a "charcoal man", but a "charcoal corpse". And it's completely invisible, so it can only hunt by smell and touch.
Fortunately, I hide in time and high enough.
Zhao he Changshu
Click.
Er
Click!
Nima, he knows it!!!
Even the charred zombie can not hold the branch, how can it lift the strong Zhao students, light, broken dry crisp. Zhao he had no room to struggle. He fell heavily, and as if he had purposely aimed at it, he was throwing himself on the charcoal corpse.
Happy from the sky, the charcoal corpse embraces Zhao he and gnaws down!
Zombies 100% want to gnaw on the neck of the prey, but 200% only gnaw on Zhao's chest.
Height is a pain.
Through the clothes, plus the chest muscle solid, this did not succeed, at most is the teeth across the clothes in the chest rub a. But this is enough for Zhao he to stand upright and have three layers of goose bumps.
Is not afraid, but good die not die, unexpectedly let Zhao he recalled his ex girlfriend.As a long legged star, Zhao he prefers loli. His ex girlfriend is only tall to her chest. Every time a coquettish likes to bite, usually a bear to hold over, where convenient to mouth, ten times in nine times suffer are chest.
Now the beauty has found another good fate, leaving her sad in the wind, even crazy to recall the sweet past on a charred zombie. It's so miserable that the sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon have no light!
What's more terrible is that the lovely face of ex girlfriend and the black charcoal face of zombie flash back and forth on the retina alternately. The taste is so sour!
Whoa!
Another bite.
Zombies persevere, but because their eyesight is blocked, they can only act by intuition, so the attack range is Zhao chest all the time.
Zhao chest solid, but has been so harassed, Zhao brother's spirit can't bear, decisively pull out thorn cut love!
With the military stab into the temple of the zombie, Zhao returned to peace in front of his chest.
Carefully lay down the body and pull out the spear. As Zhao he shakes the residual liquid, he observes the body carefully.
After pestering for such a long time, his feeling of the zombie was no longer pure fear, but more doubts and other complex emotions.
He didn't know whether it was burned first and then infected, or whether it was infected first and then burned. Privately, he hoped it was the latter. At least, it's not that painful.
But where did the fire come from?
Zhao he thought of the only wisps of smoke left in Qiushi's building. He was suspicious, but he could only be suspicious.
Kala -
suddenly, a strange noise came from the Yixin building in front of the building, much like the sound of a window opening.
Zhao he was inspired and immediately went to search for the exact location of the sound source with wide eyes!
It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to search for which one is opened in the dark windows. To be exact, even the high-rise and low-rise buildings can not be distinguished from the north and south. The only thing Zhao he can be sure of is that the sound must come from the building facing him. If it's any other side, the voice can't be transmitted at all!
When Zhao he was at a loss, he suddenly saw a figure falling from the middle window on the third floor -
bang!
From the sight of human figures to the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, everything happened in the light of lightning.
Zhao he was shocked. He instinctively wanted to come forward to check, but just as he was about to move, he saw seven or eight zombies dangling out of Yixin building! And there are still new zombies coming out, all attracted by the landing sound!
Zhao he clenched his fist and almost broke his teeth. He was worried that it was his teammates who fell down. He wished he could step forward immediately, but he could see more and more zombies gathering, and he knew that rushing in was also a way of hitting the stone with eggs.
I was so anxious that I suddenly had a flash of inspiration!
Whether Dashu likes it or not, Zhao he looks at the thickest branch and starts to climb up with both hands and feet.
In the twinkling of an eye, Zhao he has reached a high place, and immediately looks like a zombie group, ready to sing. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth and didn't wait to make a sound, a small group of zombies who had gathered together were lazily scattered. The zombies who followed seemed to notice something strange, and even didn't approach any more. Most of them stopped when they were one or two meters away from the fallen person, and then all of them turned around and walked back slowly.
Zhao he braked in time and watched the zombies rush out of the nest. He came back in frustration, only a few minutes before and after.
Soon, the floor of Yixin building was clean again, as if nothing had happened. If the dark shadow on the ground could not be seen from Zhao he's height, he would really think that everything was an illusion.
No more guessing, Zhao he decided to find out.
Creeping under the tree, he walked quickly to the bottom of the wall under Yixin building, moved forward a little bit close to the building, and finally came to the person who fell from the building.
In the moonlight, Zhao he finally saw that the person who fell from the building had lost half of his head. He should have fallen with his head straight down, so he was only the height of the third floor, but his brain burst. But on the remaining half of the face, we can see the typical wounds that were gnawed by zombies, and the blood stains on the wounds have dried up, like old wounds, while the ground is mixed with white dark red blood, which should be the new blood from the impact of falling.
It's not people who fall, it's zombies.
Hearing the news, zombies naturally have no interest in the corpses of their companions.
But Zhao he is very interested, because it is zombies who fall from the building, which means that it is living people who let it fall from the building. Now the only problem to be solved is whether the living man is a comrade in arms or not.
Looking up, the window on the third floor was already closed.
Naturally, the quickest way is to call out loud, but it is very likely that the comrades in arms have not opened the window, and the wave of zombies has turned back for the second time.
Why?
Zhao he sniffed hard. He always felt that there was a familiar smell in the air.
As soon as his eyes brightened, he quickly squatted down, got close to the corpse and smelled twice. Although with the bloody smell of corruption, but the delicate fragrance is still cutting through the thorns, outstanding encirclement!
It's comrades in arms!
There won't be another team in the world that exudes this refreshing flavor!
When this incense comes out, who will fight against it? Where it goes, mosquitoes will not live!Zhao he looked up again. After remembering the position of the window, he got up decisively and sneaked quietly to the door of Yixin building. He hid behind the wall connecting with the floor glass door to spy on the movement of the hall on the first floor.
Due to the power failure, the whole hall is shrouded in darkness. From Zhao he's point of view, the only thing you can see clearly is the white stone carving in the center of the hall. It's a unique sculpture. At first glance, I don't know. Therefore, when I look closely, I find that it's a person with high arms. It's just a deformation treatment, which makes the lines more artistic. It's not realistic, but intentional.
Zhao he doesn't know art, but he also has a feeling. Just looking at it from a distance, he can feel the depression and despair in the composition, as if the man is using his last strength to accuse the absurd world.
Sculpture is a good sculpture. Even a layman like himself can appreciate its beauty. But why should we put such serious things at the entrance of the Department building? Theoretically speaking, shouldn't we put some spring girls holding books or pigeons in such a flourishing shape?
In doubt, a shadow passed in front of the sculpture.
Zhao he squints his eyes and confirms his zombie identity at the last moment when the other party is about to disappear in the dark.
After fighting for such a long time, whether it's a human or a zombie, Zhao he has a comprehensive criterion from objective to perceptual.
There are zombies in the hall, and probably more than one.
Zhao he had expected that, but now he is more determined. He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then suddenly turned around and went back to the corpse who had fallen from the building.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao he adjusted his mood and felt that he was almost done. He squatted down decisively to scrape the blood and brain fluid on the ground with a short knife and daubed it on himself.
It was not until the faint smell of floral water was covered by the strong smell of zombies that Zhao he returned to the gate of Yixin building and flashed into the hall.
In the dark, Zhao he stood still for more than a minute, and then he gradually adjusted his eyes to the faint moonlight, and finally saw the situation of the hall.
Although it was not clear, seven or eight zombies could be distinguished from each other. They were only close to the door, but they were close to the corridor. On the other side of the stairway, there were only two zombies nearby. Maybe the light was too dim to move, so the two zombies stood still, walking two steps from time to time, aimless and stiff.
Class 1 comrades in arms have learned that the eyesight of zombies is slightly lower than before. When there is enough light, it has little effect, but when it comes to darkness, it is obvious. This is why they always choose to act at night.
Zhao he has always been dubious about this, because the day before yesterday when he went to the express delivery point to run in, it was also at night. Should he be chased by the zombie or chased by the zombie.
But at this moment, he finally understood how naive he was to question the unyielding survival class 1.
Without further explanation, the zombies on the other side of the corridor scanned his direction several times without any reaction, which is an irrefutable proof.
For the first time in his life, Zhao he was glad to be the window of his soul filled with water. As a young man who doesn't like reading, his happiest moment is to have a physical examination to test his eyesight. He points up, down, left and right, and has a good face.
Finally, seven or eight zombies were facing the corridor, and the zombies near the stairway also went a little farther. Zhao he's feet were windy, almost like a flash of lightning running towards the diagonal stairway. When he passed by the sculpture, he was distracted to look at the base, trying to see what the name of the sculpture was.
When he arrived at the stairway, Zhao he decided that he should concentrate on Sports in the future.
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In the latter half of the night, the wind always cools down without warning. It's like a hand outside the sky. Every time it arrives at a specific time point, it immediately modifies the climate model, and even gives too much.
Zhao he shrank his neck and wrapped his coat more tightly.
At this time, he was walking on the avenue of the Department building. Of course, it's still the same as when we came here, sticking to the side of the road and rubbing against the big trees. In the moonlight, the shadow of the trees is mottled, and the dry and crisscross branches have the illusion of luxuriance. His dark clothes were perfectly hidden in the shadow, and his deliberate slow down and light footstep made him almost integrate with the night.
Realistic building has passed, Yixin building is in front of us, and the singing of Gewu building is completely out of hearing.
Zhao he thinks he is not a timid person, but on such a night, he suddenly hopes that his teammates' singing can accompany him a little longer, so it's only a few minutes.
After that, the thick smoke on the realistic roof has basically dissipated, leaving only a few wisps, which seems to float to the night sky.
Zhao he took back his eyes and made up his mind not to go back to the canteen.
After only half a night away from the team, he always felt that the uniformity and Qiao Siqi of Luban building, the Wu Zhou and Feng Qibai of Yixin building, should not and would not go back to the canteen.
In fact, there is no basis for this conjecture. To put it bluntly, it is the sixth sense. But people's sixth sense is sometimes more reliable than careful reasoning. Because it appears very magical, it can also be accurate without reason.
Of course, if we insist on analysis, it is not impossible. Transposition thinking, if it is him who lures the enemy, he will not immediately return to the canteen, but will choose a shelter nearby, waiting for the news of team-mates' victory or need of support at any time. Now, I am the "source".
He is duty bound to deliver to his comrades that "Song Fei, Qi Yan and he Zhiwen have successfully sneaked into Gewu building and are ready to charge the radio tomorrow night", even if he can only choose one of Luban building and Yixin building.
So the question is, is it going to stop here and go to art, or go on and go to architecture?
Click.
As soon as Zhao Hehu's body was shocked, his thinking stopped with his steps.
It's the sound of something cracking. The crack should be extremely subtle, because the sound is so small that if it wasn't for him to slow down and lighten the pace, he would have ignored it.
But when you look around, there are only empty asphalt roads, not to mention zombie shadows. There are almost no flowers and plants. The only thing that can be called an object is the one you rely on
Wait a minute.
Zhao he suddenly stopped, then slowly and rigidly raised his head.
At this time, he is impartial, just standing under a tree, and about one meter away from his head, there is a black "man" squatting on a not thick branch. This black is not light and shadow, but simply refers to the other side. It is burnt from head to foot, as if it were a charcoal man. His face is not spared. His facial features are almost pasted together, his eyes can not be opened, and transparent liquid is still flowing out of some skin and flesh.
It's such a tragic picture, so close and so powerful that Zhao he forgot to respond for a moment, and his brain is completely blank.
All of a sudden, the branch broke completely!
"Charcoal man" falls rapidly, Zhao he is caught off guard, letting the other party bang at his feet.
The other side's body hit the ground, but his hand fell on Zhao he's feet. The next second, the hand seemed to have independent vitality. When his body had not yet recovered from the impact, he still unconsciously struggled to wriggle, he grabbed Zhao he's tightly bound shoelaces without authorization!
Zhao he instantly sober, a kick open "charcoal man", quickly ran up the tree!
"Charcoal man" after a long time, finally got up from the ground, from the hesitant action, just that fall is not light. After climbing up, it didn't rush to move, instead, it looked around and kept sniffing the air around.
Zhao he has been able to confirm. They are not afraid of pain, disfigurement, and even have no feelings for their own tragedy. This is not a "charcoal man", but a "charcoal corpse". And it's completely invisible, so it can only hunt by smell and touch.
Fortunately, I hide in time and high enough.
Zhao he Changshu
Click.
Er
Click!
Nima, he knows it!!!
Even the charred zombie can not hold the branch, how can it lift the strong Zhao students, light, broken dry crisp. Zhao he had no room to struggle. He fell heavily, and as if he had purposely aimed at it, he was throwing himself on the charcoal corpse.
Happy from the sky, the charcoal corpse embraces Zhao he and gnaws down!
Zombies 100% want to gnaw on the neck of the prey, but 200% only gnaw on Zhao's chest.
Height is a pain.
Through the clothes, plus the chest muscle solid, this did not succeed, at most is the teeth across the clothes in the chest rub a. But this is enough for Zhao he to stand upright and have three layers of goose bumps.
Is not afraid, but good die not die, unexpectedly let Zhao he recalled his ex girlfriend.As a long legged star, Zhao he prefers loli. His ex girlfriend is only tall to her chest. Every time a coquettish likes to bite, usually a bear to hold over, where convenient to mouth, ten times in nine times suffer are chest.
Now the beauty has found another good fate, leaving her sad in the wind, even crazy to recall the sweet past on a charred zombie. It's so miserable that the sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon have no light!
What's more terrible is that the lovely face of ex girlfriend and the black charcoal face of zombie flash back and forth on the retina alternately. The taste is so sour!
Whoa!
Another bite.
Zombies persevere, but because their eyesight is blocked, they can only act by intuition, so the attack range is Zhao chest all the time.
Zhao chest solid, but has been so harassed, Zhao brother's spirit can't bear, decisively pull out thorn cut love!
With the military stab into the temple of the zombie, Zhao returned to peace in front of his chest.
Carefully lay down the body and pull out the spear. As Zhao he shakes the residual liquid, he observes the body carefully.
After pestering for such a long time, his feeling of the zombie was no longer pure fear, but more doubts and other complex emotions.
He didn't know whether it was burned first and then infected, or whether it was infected first and then burned. Privately, he hoped it was the latter. At least, it's not that painful.
But where did the fire come from?
Zhao he thought of the only wisps of smoke left in Qiushi's building. He was suspicious, but he could only be suspicious.
Kala -
suddenly, a strange noise came from the Yixin building in front of the building, much like the sound of a window opening.
Zhao he was inspired and immediately went to search for the exact location of the sound source with wide eyes!
It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to search for which one is opened in the dark windows. To be exact, even the high-rise and low-rise buildings can not be distinguished from the north and south. The only thing Zhao he can be sure of is that the sound must come from the building facing him. If it's any other side, the voice can't be transmitted at all!
When Zhao he was at a loss, he suddenly saw a figure falling from the middle window on the third floor -
bang!
From the sight of human figures to the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, everything happened in the light of lightning.
Zhao he was shocked. He instinctively wanted to come forward to check, but just as he was about to move, he saw seven or eight zombies dangling out of Yixin building! And there are still new zombies coming out, all attracted by the landing sound!
Zhao he clenched his fist and almost broke his teeth. He was worried that it was his teammates who fell down. He wished he could step forward immediately, but he could see more and more zombies gathering, and he knew that rushing in was also a way of hitting the stone with eggs.
I was so anxious that I suddenly had a flash of inspiration!
Whether Dashu likes it or not, Zhao he looks at the thickest branch and starts to climb up with both hands and feet.
In the twinkling of an eye, Zhao he has reached a high place, and immediately looks like a zombie group, ready to sing. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth and didn't wait to make a sound, a small group of zombies who had gathered together were lazily scattered. The zombies who followed seemed to notice something strange, and even didn't approach any more. Most of them stopped when they were one or two meters away from the fallen person, and then all of them turned around and walked back slowly.
Zhao he braked in time and watched the zombies rush out of the nest. He came back in frustration, only a few minutes before and after.
Soon, the floor of Yixin building was clean again, as if nothing had happened. If the dark shadow on the ground could not be seen from Zhao he's height, he would really think that everything was an illusion.
No more guessing, Zhao he decided to find out.
Creeping under the tree, he walked quickly to the bottom of the wall under Yixin building, moved forward a little bit close to the building, and finally came to the person who fell from the building.
In the moonlight, Zhao he finally saw that the person who fell from the building had lost half of his head. He should have fallen with his head straight down, so he was only the height of the third floor, but his brain burst. But on the remaining half of the face, we can see the typical wounds that were gnawed by zombies, and the blood stains on the wounds have dried up, like old wounds, while the ground is mixed with white dark red blood, which should be the new blood from the impact of falling.
It's not people who fall, it's zombies.
Hearing the news, zombies naturally have no interest in the corpses of their companions.
But Zhao he is very interested, because it is zombies who fall from the building, which means that it is living people who let it fall from the building. Now the only problem to be solved is whether the living man is a comrade in arms or not.
Looking up, the window on the third floor was already closed.
Naturally, the quickest way is to call out loud, but it is very likely that the comrades in arms have not opened the window, and the wave of zombies has turned back for the second time.
Why?
Zhao he sniffed hard. He always felt that there was a familiar smell in the air.
As soon as his eyes brightened, he quickly squatted down, got close to the corpse and smelled twice. Although with the bloody smell of corruption, but the delicate fragrance is still cutting through the thorns, outstanding encirclement!
It's comrades in arms!
There won't be another team in the world that exudes this refreshing flavor!
When this incense comes out, who will fight against it? Where it goes, mosquitoes will not live!Zhao he looked up again. After remembering the position of the window, he got up decisively and sneaked quietly to the door of Yixin building. He hid behind the wall connecting with the floor glass door to spy on the movement of the hall on the first floor.
Due to the power failure, the whole hall is shrouded in darkness. From Zhao he's point of view, the only thing you can see clearly is the white stone carving in the center of the hall. It's a unique sculpture. At first glance, I don't know. Therefore, when I look closely, I find that it's a person with high arms. It's just a deformation treatment, which makes the lines more artistic. It's not realistic, but intentional.
Zhao he doesn't know art, but he also has a feeling. Just looking at it from a distance, he can feel the depression and despair in the composition, as if the man is using his last strength to accuse the absurd world.
Sculpture is a good sculpture. Even a layman like himself can appreciate its beauty. But why should we put such serious things at the entrance of the Department building? Theoretically speaking, shouldn't we put some spring girls holding books or pigeons in such a flourishing shape?
In doubt, a shadow passed in front of the sculpture.
Zhao he squints his eyes and confirms his zombie identity at the last moment when the other party is about to disappear in the dark.
After fighting for such a long time, whether it's a human or a zombie, Zhao he has a comprehensive criterion from objective to perceptual.
There are zombies in the hall, and probably more than one.
Zhao he had expected that, but now he is more determined. He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then suddenly turned around and went back to the corpse who had fallen from the building.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao he adjusted his mood and felt that he was almost done. He squatted down decisively to scrape the blood and brain fluid on the ground with a short knife and daubed it on himself.
It was not until the faint smell of floral water was covered by the strong smell of zombies that Zhao he returned to the gate of Yixin building and flashed into the hall.
In the dark, Zhao he stood still for more than a minute, and then he gradually adjusted his eyes to the faint moonlight, and finally saw the situation of the hall.
Although it was not clear, seven or eight zombies could be distinguished from each other. They were only close to the door, but they were close to the corridor. On the other side of the stairway, there were only two zombies nearby. Maybe the light was too dim to move, so the two zombies stood still, walking two steps from time to time, aimless and stiff.
Class 1 comrades in arms have learned that the eyesight of zombies is slightly lower than before. When there is enough light, it has little effect, but when it comes to darkness, it is obvious. This is why they always choose to act at night.
Zhao he has always been dubious about this, because the day before yesterday when he went to the express delivery point to run in, it was also at night. Should he be chased by the zombie or chased by the zombie.
But at this moment, he finally understood how naive he was to question the unyielding survival class 1.
Without further explanation, the zombies on the other side of the corridor scanned his direction several times without any reaction, which is an irrefutable proof.
For the first time in his life, Zhao he was glad to be the window of his soul filled with water. As a young man who doesn't like reading, his happiest moment is to have a physical examination to test his eyesight. He points up, down, left and right, and has a good face.
Finally, seven or eight zombies were facing the corridor, and the zombies near the stairway also went a little farther. Zhao he's feet were windy, almost like a flash of lightning running towards the diagonal stairway. When he passed by the sculpture, he was distracted to look at the base, trying to see what the name of the sculpture was.
When he arrived at the stairway, Zhao he decided that he should concentrate on Sports in the future.
In the latter half of the night, the wind always cools down without warning. It's like a hand outside the sky. Every time it arrives at a specific time point, it immediately modifies the climate model, and even gives too much. Zhao he shrank his neck and wrapped his coat more tightly. At this time, he was walking on the avenue of the Department building. Of course, it's still the same as when we came here, sticking to the side of the road and rubbing against the big trees. In the moonlight, the shadow of the trees is mottled, and the dry and crisscross branches have the illusion of luxuriance. His dark clothes were perfectly hidden in the shadow, and his deliberate slow down and light footstep made him almost integrate with the night. Realistic building has passed, Yixin building is in front of us, and the singing of Gewu building is completely out of hearing. Zhao he thinks he is not a timid person, but on such a night, he suddenly hopes that his teammates' singing can accompany him a little longer, so it's only a few minutes. After that, the thick smoke on the realistic roof has basically dissipated, leaving only a few wisps, which seems to float to the night sky. Zhao he took back his eyes and made up his mind not to go back to the canteen. After only half a night away from the team, he always felt that the uniformity and Qiao Siqi of Luban building, the Wu Zhou and Feng Qibai of Yixin building, should not and would not go back to the canteen. In fact, there is no basis for this conjecture. To put it bluntly, it is the sixth sense. But people's sixth sense is sometimes more reliable than careful reasoning. Because it appears very magical, it can also be accurate without reason. Of course, if we insist on analysis, it is not impossible. Transposition thinking, if it is him who lures the enemy, he will not immediately return to the canteen, but will choose a shelter nearby, waiting for the news of team-mates' victory or need of support at any time. Now, I am the "source". He is duty bound to deliver to his comrades that "Song Fei, Qi Yan and he Zhiwen have successfully sneaked into Gewu building and are ready to charge the radio tomorrow night", even if he can only choose one of Luban building and Yixin building. So the question is, is it going to stop here and go to art, or go on and go to architecture? Click. As soon as Zhao Hehu's body was shocked, his thinking stopped with his steps. It's the sound of something cracking. The crack should be extremely subtle, because the sound is so small that if it wasn't for him to slow down and lighten the pace, he would have ignored it. But when you look around, there are only empty asphalt roads, not to mention zombie shadows. There are almost no flowers and plants. The only thing that can be called an object is the one you rely on Wait a minute. Zhao he suddenly stopped, then slowly and rigidly raised his head. At this time, he is impartial, just standing under a tree, and about one meter away from his head, there is a black "man" squatting on a not thick branch. This black is not light and shadow, but simply refers to the other side. It is burnt from head to foot, as if it were a charcoal man. His face is not spared. His facial features are almost pasted together, his eyes can not be opened, and transparent liquid is still flowing out of some skin and flesh. It's such a tragic picture, so close and so powerful that Zhao he forgot to respond for a moment, and his brain is completely blank. All of a sudden, the branch broke completely! "Charcoal man" falls rapidly, Zhao he is caught off guard, letting the other party bang at his feet. The other side's body hit the ground, but his hand fell on Zhao he's feet. The next second, the hand seemed to have independent vitality. When his body had not yet recovered from the impact, he still unconsciously struggled to wriggle, he grabbed Zhao he's tightly bound shoelaces without authorization! Zhao he instantly sober, a kick open "charcoal man", quickly ran up the tree! "Charcoal man" after a long time, finally got up from the ground, from the hesitant action, just that fall is not light. After climbing up, it didn't rush to move, instead, it looked around and kept sniffing the air around. Zhao he has been able to confirm. They are not afraid of pain, disfigurement, and even have no feelings for their own tragedy. This is not a "charcoal man", but a "charcoal corpse". And it's completely invisible, so it can only hunt by smell and touch. Fortunately, I hide in time and high enough. Zhao he Changshu Click. Er Click! Nima, he knows it!!! Even the charred zombie can not hold the branch, how can it lift the strong Zhao students, light, broken dry crisp. Zhao he had no room to struggle. He fell heavily, and as if he had purposely aimed at it, he was throwing himself on the charcoal corpse. Happy from the sky, the charcoal corpse embraces Zhao he and gnaws down! Zombies 100% want to gnaw on the neck of the prey, but 200% only gnaw on Zhao's chest. Height is a pain. Through the clothes, plus the chest muscle solid, this did not succeed, at most is the teeth across the clothes in the chest rub a. But this is enough for Zhao he to stand upright and have three layers of goose bumps. Is not afraid, but good die not die, unexpectedly let Zhao he recalled his ex girlfriend.As a long legged star, Zhao he prefers loli. His ex girlfriend is only tall to her chest. Every time a coquettish likes to bite, usually a bear to hold over, where convenient to mouth, ten times in nine times suffer are chest. Now the beauty has found another good fate, leaving her sad in the wind, even crazy to recall the sweet past on a charred zombie. It's so miserable that the sky and the earth change color, the sun and the moon have no light! What's more terrible is that the lovely face of ex girlfriend and the black charcoal face of zombie flash back and forth on the retina alternately. The taste is so sour! Whoa! Another bite. Zombies persevere, but because their eyesight is blocked, they can only act by intuition, so the attack range is Zhao chest all the time. Zhao chest solid, but has been so harassed, Zhao brother's spirit can't bear, decisively pull out thorn cut love! With the military stab into the temple of the zombie, Zhao returned to peace in front of his chest. Carefully lay down the body and pull out the spear. As Zhao he shakes the residual liquid, he observes the body carefully. After pestering for such a long time, his feeling of the zombie was no longer pure fear, but more doubts and other complex emotions. He didn't know whether it was burned first and then infected, or whether it was infected first and then burned. Privately, he hoped it was the latter. At least, it's not that painful. But where did the fire come from? Zhao he thought of the only wisps of smoke left in Qiushi's building. He was suspicious, but he could only be suspicious. Kala - suddenly, a strange noise came from the Yixin building in front of the building, much like the sound of a window opening. Zhao he was inspired and immediately went to search for the exact location of the sound source with wide eyes! It's like looking for a needle in a haystack to search for which one is opened in the dark windows. To be exact, even the high-rise and low-rise buildings can not be distinguished from the north and south. The only thing Zhao he can be sure of is that the sound must come from the building facing him. If it's any other side, the voice can't be transmitted at all! When Zhao he was at a loss, he suddenly saw a figure falling from the middle window on the third floor - bang! From the sight of human figures to the dull sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, everything happened in the light of lightning. Zhao he was shocked. He instinctively wanted to come forward to check, but just as he was about to move, he saw seven or eight zombies dangling out of Yixin building! And there are still new zombies coming out, all attracted by the landing sound! Zhao he clenched his fist and almost broke his teeth. He was worried that it was his teammates who fell down. He wished he could step forward immediately, but he could see more and more zombies gathering, and he knew that rushing in was also a way of hitting the stone with eggs. I was so anxious that I suddenly had a flash of inspiration! Whether Dashu likes it or not, Zhao he looks at the thickest branch and starts to climb up with both hands and feet. In the twinkling of an eye, Zhao he has reached a high place, and immediately looks like a zombie group, ready to sing. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth and didn't wait to make a sound, a small group of zombies who had gathered together were lazily scattered. The zombies who followed seemed to notice something strange, and even didn't approach any more. Most of them stopped when they were one or two meters away from the fallen person, and then all of them turned around and walked back slowly. Zhao he braked in time and watched the zombies rush out of the nest. He came back in frustration, only a few minutes before and after. Soon, the floor of Yixin building was clean again, as if nothing had happened. If the dark shadow on the ground could not be seen from Zhao he's height, he would really think that everything was an illusion. No more guessing, Zhao he decided to find out. Creeping under the tree, he walked quickly to the bottom of the wall under Yixin building, moved forward a little bit close to the building, and finally came to the person who fell from the building. In the moonlight, Zhao he finally saw that the person who fell from the building had lost half of his head. He should have fallen with his head straight down, so he was only the height of the third floor, but his brain burst. But on the remaining half of the face, we can see the typical wounds that were gnawed by zombies, and the blood stains on the wounds have dried up, like old wounds, while the ground is mixed with white dark red blood, which should be the new blood from the impact of falling. It's not people who fall, it's zombies. Hearing the news, zombies naturally have no interest in the corpses of their companions. But Zhao he is very interested, because it is zombies who fall from the building, which means that it is living people who let it fall from the building. Now the only problem to be solved is whether the living man is a comrade in arms or not. Looking up, the window on the third floor was already closed. Naturally, the quickest way is to call out loud, but it is very likely that the comrades in arms have not opened the window, and the wave of zombies has turned back for the second time. Why? Zhao he sniffed hard. He always felt that there was a familiar smell in the air. As soon as his eyes brightened, he quickly squatted down, got close to the corpse and smelled twice. Although with the bloody smell of corruption, but the delicate fragrance is still cutting through the thorns, outstanding encirclement! It's comrades in arms! There won't be another team in the world that exudes this refreshing flavor! When this incense comes out, who will fight against it? Where it goes, mosquitoes will not live!Zhao he looked up again. After remembering the position of the window, he got up decisively and sneaked quietly to the door of Yixin building. He hid behind the wall connecting with the floor glass door to spy on the movement of the hall on the first floor. Due to the power failure, the whole hall is shrouded in darkness. From Zhao he's point of view, the only thing you can see clearly is the white stone carving in the center of the hall. It's a unique sculpture. At first glance, I don't know. Therefore, when I look closely, I find that it's a person with high arms. It's just a deformation treatment, which makes the lines more artistic. It's not realistic, but intentional. Zhao he doesn't know art, but he also has a feeling. Just looking at it from a distance, he can feel the depression and despair in the composition, as if the man is using his last strength to accuse the absurd world. Sculpture is a good sculpture. Even a layman like himself can appreciate its beauty. But why should we put such serious things at the entrance of the Department building? Theoretically speaking, shouldn't we put some spring girls holding books or pigeons in such a flourishing shape? In doubt, a shadow passed in front of the sculpture. Zhao he squints his eyes and confirms his zombie identity at the last moment when the other party is about to disappear in the dark. After fighting for such a long time, whether it's a human or a zombie, Zhao he has a comprehensive criterion from objective to perceptual. There are zombies in the hall, and probably more than one. Zhao he had expected that, but now he is more determined. He pursed his lips and thought for a moment, then suddenly turned around and went back to the corpse who had fallen from the building. Taking a deep breath, Zhao he adjusted his mood and felt that he was almost done. He squatted down decisively to scrape the blood and brain fluid on the ground with a short knife and daubed it on himself. It was not until the faint smell of floral water was covered by the strong smell of zombies that Zhao he returned to the gate of Yixin building and flashed into the hall. In the dark, Zhao he stood still for more than a minute, and then he gradually adjusted his eyes to the faint moonlight, and finally saw the situation of the hall. Although it was not clear, seven or eight zombies could be distinguished from each other. They were only close to the door, but they were close to the corridor. On the other side of the stairway, there were only two zombies nearby. Maybe the light was too dim to move, so the two zombies stood still, walking two steps from time to time, aimless and stiff. Class 1 comrades in arms have learned that the eyesight of zombies is slightly lower than before. When there is enough light, it has little effect, but when it comes to darkness, it is obvious. This is why they always choose to act at night. Zhao he has always been dubious about this, because the day before yesterday when he went to the express delivery point to run in, it was also at night. Should he be chased by the zombie or chased by the zombie. But at this moment, he finally understood how naive he was to question the unyielding survival class 1. Without further explanation, the zombies on the other side of the corridor scanned his direction several times without any reaction, which is an irrefutable proof. For the first time in his life, Zhao he was glad to be the window of his soul filled with water. As a young man who doesn't like reading, his happiest moment is to have a physical examination to test his eyesight. He points up, down, left and right, and has a good face. Finally, seven or eight zombies were facing the corridor, and the zombies near the stairway also went a little farther. Zhao he's feet were windy, almost like a flash of lightning running towards the diagonal stairway. When he passed by the sculpture, he was distracted to look at the base, trying to see what the name of the sculpture was. When he arrived at the stairway, Zhao he decided that he should concentrate on Sports in the future.
