Chapter 91
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The night is deeper.
The coolness in the wind increases sharply with the perceptible speed of the body, and the 14 little friends hanging on the tree are a little bit unbearable.
"He Zhiwen, try again." Song Fei didn't give up.
He Zhiwen, holding the remote control in his legs, put one hand around the tree branch and the other hand moved the rocker to drop the aircraft back to the roof. He looked at Song Fei helplessly: "I've tried several times. You can't see it. It's useless. If they don't see us, it's OK. Now they're locked on us. No matter how fierce the aircraft is, it's not as attractive as living people. "
Qi Yan pondered for a moment: "we have to find a way to think that they can't see us."
Song Fei rolled his eyes: "it's easy to say. Now we are like sugar gourd poking on the grass crenelet. It's empty all around. Where can we hide it?"
"Well, if you don't have eyes, you should choose a tree like brother. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. As soon as you enter the sea, you can only see a bunch of dead branches when you look up." Luo Geng, who chose the tree closest to the auditorium and with the highest height and the thickest branches, did not have no exception.
"You climb very high." Song Fei echoed his admiration.
"It must be."
"Can you see the roof of the auditorium?"
"It's at hand. It's clear at a glance."
"Is there a zombie?"
"You mean the roof? How can it be
"All right. Jump over. "
“……”
Luo Geng looked at the roof one meter away and the height of the abyss below. He wished he could sew his mouth.
"In fact, I didn't climb very high, really..."
Song Fei also knows that this task is a bit arduous, but only Luo Geng's position can help him: "we can't hang on the tree all the time. We consume too much physical strength. Now the zombies refuse to go. The longer we delay, the more tragic it will be."
Luo Geng: "I know that I need to find a place to settle down as soon as possible, but if I fail in this jump, you will lose a lovely comrade in arms forever. Have you ever thought about it?"
Song Fei: "it's not your style to say defeat easily. It's so hard to chase small mines. Don't you always insist on it?"
Luo Geng: "it's almost impossible to hold on!"
Lin Dilei: "it's really sad news."
Luo Geng
Song Fei
Luo Geng: "Song Fei, how many times have I told you? Don't stop me. I'm going to jump!"
With a loud drink, Luo Geng rose up in the air and broke the thick branches of his forearms. With a crisp click, the broken branch dropped its head, and Luo Geng hung on the edge of the roof.
When he stands on the tree, the height is equal to that of the roof, at most one head higher, so this jump can only be forward and upward, and it must be fast, so as to ensure that he will not fall too much freely in the process of moving, and finally miss the eaves.
Fortunately, there's time.
Holding tightly to the eaves of the fingers, Luo Geng tried his best to pull up, suddenly white.
Finally, his head was higher than the roof again, followed by a foot quickly raised, hook the eaves, hand and foot, the whole body turned up.
In a big shape, Luo Geng breathes heavily into the night sky.
My friends are joking, but their hearts are really hanging. Now they are finally relieved.
Luo Geng didn't linger for a long time, so he quickly got up, unloaded his backpack, took out the rope and began to look for a place to bolt.
It's only a few times closer to the roof, but it's definitely impossible for him to jump. With a wave of his backpack arm, Song Fei tilts up to the roof.
Luo Geng understood and pulled out Song Fei's rope. He continued to connect the two. Finally, the rope dropped to the left side of the main entrance of the auditorium. The end of the rope was about one meter above the ground.
After that, without the command of his comrades in arms, Luo Geng skillfully ran to the opposite end of the rope, that is, the back side of the auditorium, and began to sing under the eaves.
There is no place more suitable for love songs than the auditorium under the moon -
"if I am a hyperbola ~ ~ you are the asymptote ~ ~ if I am an inverse proportion function ~ ~ you are the coordinate axis ~ ~ Although we are predestined to be able to live in the same plane ~ ~ but we are not predestined to be a long way without intersection..."
I don't know how the original song was sung, but Luo Geng's singing really made people cry and hurt their hearts. It's like a history of blood and tears that begged for a beautiful woman.
Twelve pairs of eyes look at Lindley - why don't you understand his heart.
Small mines go back in vain next to each other - standing and watching others solve the equation without backache.
"Zombie" has been attracted to the past. The latter not only sings, but also runs back and forth along one side of the eaves, which is obviously more interesting to zombies than the sugar gourd on the tree.
In the end, there are only two people under the tree that josch and Zhou Tongyi hang together.
Zhou Junyi didn't bother to talk about the charm of his fans. He climbed down a little, seduced them first, then shot them, three or five times, and knocked down a pair.At this point, all the energetic zombies gathered at the back of the auditorium, and the front door was completely cleared.
All the friends came down from the tree, like night owls, and along the rope, they rubbed against the room.
The last one to go up was Qi Yan. As soon as his feet landed, he took back the rope cleanly.
Luo Geng just finished the third cycle of the single.
People shrink to the center of the roof, so that the zombies can no longer see the living.
However, the roof is not warmer than the trees.
"What to do now," Feng Qibai asked, "just wait here for the zombies to disperse?"
Without waiting for his friends to respond, Qi Yan asked: "when is the art performance in your hospital?"
"December 20, what's the matter?" Feng Qibai did not understand the intention of his comrades in arms.
"That is to say, the show didn't start on the day of the accident."
"That's for sure. The CET-4 and CET-6 have been closed down. The gongs and drums in the auditorium are too noisy."
"What about rehearsal? It's going to be a show in two days. Do you have to dress up here? "
"The dress rehearsal with makeup in the auditorium was completed two days before the examination. Although the performance was hosted by our hospital, the school leaders paid special attention to it, so they cleaned up here and were ready. No one was allowed to enter the auditorium. The leaders of our hospital didn't want to rest assured that the final rehearsal would be conducted in our own building."
"I testify that," in addition to the parties, Wu Zhou has the most say, "when looking for the radio, it's Halloween in Yixin building."
"Qi Yan, I know what you want to confirm," Feng Qibai said. "I can't guarantee whether there are zombies in this auditorium now, but there won't be a large number of art college students, no matter who survived or Infected. "
Qi Yan nodded: "that's good."
Song Fei frowned: "what do you mean by asking East and West?"
Qi Yan explained: "when I climbed up just now, I specially looked at the front door. The door was locked from inside with a chain lock."
"What's so strange about that? When the auditorium is not in use, the security guards lock it from inside Security Song Fei sort of straightened out the way.
"Well," Qi Yan said, "since it was locked from the inside, it proves that there are people in the auditorium. Moreover, when the accident happened, it was daytime, and there was no activity in the auditorium, so the lights should not be turned on, but now the lights are on, indicating that the survivors may have lived to night, or come in at night. But if it was a show or rehearsal at that time, even if the people inside survived and so many days passed, it was hard to tell what the scene would be. If there is no rehearsal but a state of clearance, there are probably only a few security guards in it, or a few more survivors who come by accident. After all, this side is very biased and is unlikely to be chosen as the first refuge. In this way, no matter what the situation is, as long as the quantity is not rolling, it will not be difficult to deal with. "
"Maybe," Song Fei thought along with Qi Yan's thought, "after the outbreak of the corpse tide for a few days or even more than ten days, some people fled here, just like we guarded the canteen, and also regarded it as a stronghold?"
"If it is better, the probability of their survival will be very high, and we don't have to worry about meeting zombies or dead classmates."
What Qi Yan said is reasonable and reasonable, but Song Fei still thinks that he has simplified and complicated it: "don't you just want to go in and warm up and recover your strength? What do you think is meaningful?"
said he was not very good at it. He wanted to Tucao, endure and suppress. He explained patiently: "to any place where there is no place, we must make complaints about it. This is true. It will not be without psychological expectation, and it is more convenient to deal with it."
Song Fei is dumb.
Indeed, if there is no psychological construction, he will see corpses everywhere, or even cannibalism. He has no confidence to bear it. Track and field scene, just quiet zombies everywhere, now think of but also scalp numbness.
As always, Qi Yan is right about everything, but now he can't even find out the fault of "correct thinking and bad attitude" Damn, you bad guy, why do you want to evolve!!!
Qi Yan: "no problem?"
Song Fei: "yes."
Qi Yan: "what else?"
Song Fei: "can you please me as before?"
Qi Yan: "I'm not sure."
This is an incomprehensible requirement. Being as smart as Qi Yan, it also needs thinking.
On the other side, Wang Qingyuan helps his forehead and wants to drag his frustrated roommate back to rebuild!
"Well," said Josh, sniffing and shaking, raising his hand, "we're freezing. If we're ready to go into the auditorium, can you two flirt after the action?"
If the zombies under the surrounding walls are not scattered, the friends can't move on. If they were worried about going into the auditorium before, now they don't care so much about "running".
Dong Dong.
Dong Dong Dong.
A small hammer is tied to the end of the rope, and the iron head of the hammer strikes the glass.
This is the ventilation window of the security room on the side of the building. If, as Qi Yan speculates, it is the security guards who lock the door, then they are most likely to hide in their own territory.There was no response.
Luo Geng was still lying on the other end to attract the zombies, so he swayed the wall of the little hammer, as usual.
There was no response in the room, only a cold wind outside.
There are three possibilities. 1、 Like the students trapped in the library, the people who got the safety didn't stick to the end because they were short of food and water; second, someone had been bitten when they escaped, but they were still in the incubation period. When the doors and windows were locked and they thought it was safe, the bitten got sick; third, the survivors gave up the security room and hid away in the auditorium.
My friends hope to be the third, but they are also ready to deal with the second.
"Broken."
At Qi Yan's command, Zhao he stretched out his long arm and knocked on the corner of the ventilation window with a hammer!
Just two.
With a click, the cracks spread around the hammering point, eventually making the whole piece of glass a cobweb.
Zhao he moved the hammer to the center of the glass and lowered it again.
The whole piece of glass is broken into slag.
Zombies have heard the sound, but the ventilation window is high, they can only look at the empty and sigh.
There is a light in the room. Qi Yan, who probes down, looks at the security room with the light.
From his point of view, we can basically see two-thirds of the interior, and the remaining one-third, that is, the lower part of the side near the ventilation window, belongs to the visual dead angle. Qi Yan can't help it.
But the door facing the air window is very clear - the door leaves are wide open, and you can directly see the hall corridor with the light on from the air window.
The corridor was still empty, as they saw when they were climbing the ropes at the main entrance.
The corridor of the auditorium is in a circular shape. The outer wall of the corridor is the exterior wall of the auditorium, and the inner wall is the fully closed meeting place. That is to say, you can walk back to the starting point from any point in the corridor, that is, you can walk around the real auditorium.
This kind of design is similar to many concert halls. It is equivalent to wrapping the stage and auditorium in a sound insulation cover, and then covering the cover with a bright decorative exterior wall. Between the two covers is the corridor. Of course, the backstage of the venue is another place connected with the outside, so that the performers and the audience can be separated from each other from beginning to end.
My friends couldn't make sure that the whole circular corridor was safe, or at least the section within sight was safe, so without further delay, they fished in through the ventilation window.
The first one to land is Qi Yan. As soon as his feet touch the ground, he immediately turns back.
Fortunately, there is no one in the blind spot.
The next second, he quickly closed the door of the security room and found that the lock was good and there was no sign of man-made damage.
More than a minute later, all the friends entered safely.
There is only one locker, two desks and two chairs in the security room. In addition to the notebook, there is only one telephone and two walkie talkie charging stands on the desk. The plug of the charging stand is still plugged into the power supply, but it is empty. There is no walkie talkie on it. It looks like it is connected to the power supply all the year round, so that the walkie talkie can be charged immediately once it sits down.
But there was no security, no walkie talkie, no fighting, no sign of permanent residence.
This is an ordinary security room. It looks like the security guards are out on patrol or going to the toilet.
The wind whistled in through the ventilation windows, but it was much stronger than the treetops on the roof.
My friends dodged the air outlet, shrank into the corner, and gradually recovered some physical strength, but they were still cold.
There is still half a bucket of water left on the water dispenser. I don't know how many days. My friends unload the bucket and carefully check the inside of the water dispenser. It seems that there is no problem. Then they put the bucket on it again and press the button to heat it.
Although everyone has their own back water, but on the one hand, it's too cold, and on the other hand, resources are limited, so if you can save it, you can save it.
After a while, the heating will automatically switch to heat preservation.
The boys then pressed down the outlet valve, but they did not follow and let the water flow to the ground.
After putting it for a while, I felt that the place where the water flowed should be disinfected, so I reheated it. After reheating, I took the hot water from the enamel jar which came out of the canteen and drank it separately.
The scalding hot water finally made everyone feel hot again, and the power came back.
Zhao he moved the table to the bottom of the ventilation window, stepped on the table and looked down. At last, he sent back the war news - the zombie has not gone.
My friends didn't expect this. It's good that zombies can disperse automatically. If they can't, they won't wait to die.
Entering the auditorium is to be slow. Now it's almost slow. Naturally, we have to move forward.
But -
"can you leave later?"
Song Fei's request interrupts the steps of Zhao, who is preparing to be the first to rush out of the air window.
"What do you want?" Zhao he asked warily. He didn't think it was a good thing.
Song Fei was kind and friendly, and his tone was gentle: "anyway, we've all come in. Let's explore before we go."
Sure enough.
Zhao he is more cautious: "outside corridor or inside meeting place?"Song Fei doesn't care: "where you go is where you go."
The black line of Zhao he, josch couldn't hold on any longer than he did. He pulled up Song Fei, face to face, eye to eye: "what do you think? With the light on, there is no one. What we have explored is either corpse or zombie, my brother
"Johns, you've improved." Song Fei's words are sincere, concise and clear. If it wasn't for the last three tone words, he thought it was Qi Yan.
Josch sat down and refused: "I used to have a problem when I watched horror movies. Why do the people in the movie go where they are weird. For example, if there are strange movements and phenomena in a house, it's all evil. Shouldn't normal people run quickly? What kind of divine logic is rushing in! "
Song Feile, hurried to Lacrosse: "OK, I won't tease you."
The latter frowned and said, "what do you mean?"
"He wanted to see if he could find the walkie talkie." Qi Yan couldn't go on and gave the answer directly.
The security guard is probably still in the auditorium. Even if it turns out to be a zombie, the walkie talkie should still be hanging on him. This kind of communication equipment is just in time for the wusheng class, which has to be operated by special personnel.
Once there is a situation in which people are scattered when looking for radios, they no longer need to play drums and flute. They can even rely on walkie talkies to take the initiative to adopt a two-way strategy when necessary.
Josch was stunned for a while, and his brain was turning to smoke. Finally, when he looked at the charging stand of the walkie talkie on the desk, he suddenly realized.
But the truth is this truth, but the danger is still that danger.
"What if I can't find it?"
Qi Yan: "withdraw if you can't find it."
"What if I can't find a large group of zombies?"
Qi Yan: "at present, it seems that the possibility of a large group of zombies is relatively low."
"Low is not zero."
Qi Yan: "the corridor is basically empty now, and zombies are also in the meeting hall. Let's go to the No.1 door nearest to the security room, turn off the lights in the nearby corridor, and then open the door to look inside. If we can cope with the situation, we will continue, if we can't, we will flash."
"It's easy to say. What if zombies come out of other doors and attack you behind your back?"
Qi Yan: "there must be someone on guard."
“……”
Qi Yan: "are you really not going to volunteer?"
"Didn't you see that I was silent one round ahead of time?"
Qiao Siqi was tortured by Qi Yan to tears.
But Song Fei lost his chin.
It's not that Qi Yan is so right, but that every word he wants to say is what he wants to say. It's not a bad word!
In recent days, Song Fei did feel that the two people's tacit understanding had improved on the way of survival, but the promotion was so fast and thorough, which was still very creepy. After that, is he scolding Qi Yan son of a bitch in his heart, that guy can hear it?
"Don't look at me like that. I've always been reliable."
Good. I'm safe for the time being.
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The night is deeper.
The coolness in the wind increases sharply with the perceptible speed of the body, and the 14 little friends hanging on the tree are a little bit unbearable.
"He Zhiwen, try again." Song Fei didn't give up.
He Zhiwen, holding the remote control in his legs, put one hand around the tree branch and the other hand moved the rocker to drop the aircraft back to the roof. He looked at Song Fei helplessly: "I've tried several times. You can't see it. It's useless. If they don't see us, it's OK. Now they're locked on us. No matter how fierce the aircraft is, it's not as attractive as living people. "
Qi Yan pondered for a moment: "we have to find a way to think that they can't see us."
Song Fei rolled his eyes: "it's easy to say. Now we are like sugar gourd poking on the grass crenelet. It's empty all around. Where can we hide it?"
"Well, if you don't have eyes, you should choose a tree like brother. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. As soon as you enter the sea, you can only see a bunch of dead branches when you look up." Luo Geng, who chose the tree closest to the auditorium and with the highest height and the thickest branches, did not have no exception.
"You climb very high." Song Fei echoed his admiration.
"It must be."
"Can you see the roof of the auditorium?"
"It's at hand. It's clear at a glance."
"Is there a zombie?"
"You mean the roof? How can it be
"All right. Jump over. "
“……”
Luo Geng looked at the roof one meter away and the height of the abyss below. He wished he could sew his mouth.
"In fact, I didn't climb very high, really..."
Song Fei also knows that this task is a bit arduous, but only Luo Geng's position can help him: "we can't hang on the tree all the time. We consume too much physical strength. Now the zombies refuse to go. The longer we delay, the more tragic it will be."
Luo Geng: "I know that I need to find a place to settle down as soon as possible, but if I fail in this jump, you will lose a lovely comrade in arms forever. Have you ever thought about it?"
Song Fei: "it's not your style to say defeat easily. It's so hard to chase small mines. Don't you always insist on it?"
Luo Geng: "it's almost impossible to hold on!"
Lin Dilei: "it's really sad news."
Luo Geng
Song Fei
Luo Geng: "Song Fei, how many times have I told you? Don't stop me. I'm going to jump!"
With a loud drink, Luo Geng rose up in the air and broke the thick branches of his forearms. With a crisp click, the broken branch dropped its head, and Luo Geng hung on the edge of the roof.
When he stands on the tree, the height is equal to that of the roof, at most one head higher, so this jump can only be forward and upward, and it must be fast, so as to ensure that he will not fall too much freely in the process of moving, and finally miss the eaves.
Fortunately, there's time.
Holding tightly to the eaves of the fingers, Luo Geng tried his best to pull up, suddenly white.
Finally, his head was higher than the roof again, followed by a foot quickly raised, hook the eaves, hand and foot, the whole body turned up.
In a big shape, Luo Geng breathes heavily into the night sky.
My friends are joking, but their hearts are really hanging. Now they are finally relieved.
Luo Geng didn't linger for a long time, so he quickly got up, unloaded his backpack, took out the rope and began to look for a place to bolt.
It's only a few times closer to the roof, but it's definitely impossible for him to jump. With a wave of his backpack arm, Song Fei tilts up to the roof.
Luo Geng understood and pulled out Song Fei's rope. He continued to connect the two. Finally, the rope dropped to the left side of the main entrance of the auditorium. The end of the rope was about one meter above the ground.
After that, without the command of his comrades in arms, Luo Geng skillfully ran to the opposite end of the rope, that is, the back side of the auditorium, and began to sing under the eaves.
There is no place more suitable for love songs than the auditorium under the moon -
"if I am a hyperbola ~ ~ you are the asymptote ~ ~ if I am an inverse proportion function ~ ~ you are the coordinate axis ~ ~ Although we are predestined to be able to live in the same plane ~ ~ but we are not predestined to be a long way without intersection..."
I don't know how the original song was sung, but Luo Geng's singing really made people cry and hurt their hearts. It's like a history of blood and tears that begged for a beautiful woman.
Twelve pairs of eyes look at Lindley - why don't you understand his heart.
Small mines go back in vain next to each other - standing and watching others solve the equation without backache.
"Zombie" has been attracted to the past. The latter not only sings, but also runs back and forth along one side of the eaves, which is obviously more interesting to zombies than the sugar gourd on the tree.
In the end, there are only two people under the tree that josch and Zhou Tongyi hang together.
Zhou Junyi didn't bother to talk about the charm of his fans. He climbed down a little, seduced them first, then shot them, three or five times, and knocked down a pair.At this point, all the energetic zombies gathered at the back of the auditorium, and the front door was completely cleared.
All the friends came down from the tree, like night owls, and along the rope, they rubbed against the room.
The last one to go up was Qi Yan. As soon as his feet landed, he took back the rope cleanly.
Luo Geng just finished the third cycle of the single.
People shrink to the center of the roof, so that the zombies can no longer see the living.
However, the roof is not warmer than the trees.
"What to do now," Feng Qibai asked, "just wait here for the zombies to disperse?"
Without waiting for his friends to respond, Qi Yan asked: "when is the art performance in your hospital?"
"December 20, what's the matter?" Feng Qibai did not understand the intention of his comrades in arms.
"That is to say, the show didn't start on the day of the accident."
"That's for sure. The CET-4 and CET-6 have been closed down. The gongs and drums in the auditorium are too noisy."
"What about rehearsal? It's going to be a show in two days. Do you have to dress up here? "
"The dress rehearsal with makeup in the auditorium was completed two days before the examination. Although the performance was hosted by our hospital, the school leaders paid special attention to it, so they cleaned up here and were ready. No one was allowed to enter the auditorium. The leaders of our hospital didn't want to rest assured that the final rehearsal would be conducted in our own building."
"I testify that," in addition to the parties, Wu Zhou has the most say, "when looking for the radio, it's Halloween in Yixin building."
"Qi Yan, I know what you want to confirm," Feng Qibai said. "I can't guarantee whether there are zombies in this auditorium now, but there won't be a large number of art college students, no matter who survived or Infected. "
Qi Yan nodded: "that's good."
Song Fei frowned: "what do you mean by asking East and West?"
Qi Yan explained: "when I climbed up just now, I specially looked at the front door. The door was locked from inside with a chain lock."
"What's so strange about that? When the auditorium is not in use, the security guards lock it from inside Security Song Fei sort of straightened out the way.
"Well," Qi Yan said, "since it was locked from the inside, it proves that there are people in the auditorium. Moreover, when the accident happened, it was daytime, and there was no activity in the auditorium, so the lights should not be turned on, but now the lights are on, indicating that the survivors may have lived to night, or come in at night. But if it was a show or rehearsal at that time, even if the people inside survived and so many days passed, it was hard to tell what the scene would be. If there is no rehearsal but a state of clearance, there are probably only a few security guards in it, or a few more survivors who come by accident. After all, this side is very biased and is unlikely to be chosen as the first refuge. In this way, no matter what the situation is, as long as the quantity is not rolling, it will not be difficult to deal with. "
"Maybe," Song Fei thought along with Qi Yan's thought, "after the outbreak of the corpse tide for a few days or even more than ten days, some people fled here, just like we guarded the canteen, and also regarded it as a stronghold?"
"If it is better, the probability of their survival will be very high, and we don't have to worry about meeting zombies or dead classmates."
What Qi Yan said is reasonable and reasonable, but Song Fei still thinks that he has simplified and complicated it: "don't you just want to go in and warm up and recover your strength? What do you think is meaningful?"
said he was not very good at it. He wanted to Tucao, endure and suppress. He explained patiently: "to any place where there is no place, we must make complaints about it. This is true. It will not be without psychological expectation, and it is more convenient to deal with it."
Song Fei is dumb.
Indeed, if there is no psychological construction, he will see corpses everywhere, or even cannibalism. He has no confidence to bear it. Track and field scene, just quiet zombies everywhere, now think of but also scalp numbness.
As always, Qi Yan is right about everything, but now he can't even find out the fault of "correct thinking and bad attitude" Damn, you bad guy, why do you want to evolve!!!
Qi Yan: "no problem?"
Song Fei: "yes."
Qi Yan: "what else?"
Song Fei: "can you please me as before?"
Qi Yan: "I'm not sure."
This is an incomprehensible requirement. Being as smart as Qi Yan, it also needs thinking.
On the other side, Wang Qingyuan helps his forehead and wants to drag his frustrated roommate back to rebuild!
"Well," said Josh, sniffing and shaking, raising his hand, "we're freezing. If we're ready to go into the auditorium, can you two flirt after the action?"
If the zombies under the surrounding walls are not scattered, the friends can't move on. If they were worried about going into the auditorium before, now they don't care so much about "running".
Dong Dong.
Dong Dong Dong.
A small hammer is tied to the end of the rope, and the iron head of the hammer strikes the glass.
This is the ventilation window of the security room on the side of the building. If, as Qi Yan speculates, it is the security guards who lock the door, then they are most likely to hide in their own territory.There was no response.
Luo Geng was still lying on the other end to attract the zombies, so he swayed the wall of the little hammer, as usual.
There was no response in the room, only a cold wind outside.
There are three possibilities. 1、 Like the students trapped in the library, the people who got the safety didn't stick to the end because they were short of food and water; second, someone had been bitten when they escaped, but they were still in the incubation period. When the doors and windows were locked and they thought it was safe, the bitten got sick; third, the survivors gave up the security room and hid away in the auditorium.
My friends hope to be the third, but they are also ready to deal with the second.
"Broken."
At Qi Yan's command, Zhao he stretched out his long arm and knocked on the corner of the ventilation window with a hammer!
Just two.
With a click, the cracks spread around the hammering point, eventually making the whole piece of glass a cobweb.
Zhao he moved the hammer to the center of the glass and lowered it again.
The whole piece of glass is broken into slag.
Zombies have heard the sound, but the ventilation window is high, they can only look at the empty and sigh.
There is a light in the room. Qi Yan, who probes down, looks at the security room with the light.
From his point of view, we can basically see two-thirds of the interior, and the remaining one-third, that is, the lower part of the side near the ventilation window, belongs to the visual dead angle. Qi Yan can't help it.
But the door facing the air window is very clear - the door leaves are wide open, and you can directly see the hall corridor with the light on from the air window.
The corridor was still empty, as they saw when they were climbing the ropes at the main entrance.
The corridor of the auditorium is in a circular shape. The outer wall of the corridor is the exterior wall of the auditorium, and the inner wall is the fully closed meeting place. That is to say, you can walk back to the starting point from any point in the corridor, that is, you can walk around the real auditorium.
This kind of design is similar to many concert halls. It is equivalent to wrapping the stage and auditorium in a sound insulation cover, and then covering the cover with a bright decorative exterior wall. Between the two covers is the corridor. Of course, the backstage of the venue is another place connected with the outside, so that the performers and the audience can be separated from each other from beginning to end.
My friends couldn't make sure that the whole circular corridor was safe, or at least the section within sight was safe, so without further delay, they fished in through the ventilation window.
The first one to land is Qi Yan. As soon as his feet touch the ground, he immediately turns back.
Fortunately, there is no one in the blind spot.
The next second, he quickly closed the door of the security room and found that the lock was good and there was no sign of man-made damage.
More than a minute later, all the friends entered safely.
There is only one locker, two desks and two chairs in the security room. In addition to the notebook, there is only one telephone and two walkie talkie charging stands on the desk. The plug of the charging stand is still plugged into the power supply, but it is empty. There is no walkie talkie on it. It looks like it is connected to the power supply all the year round, so that the walkie talkie can be charged immediately once it sits down.
But there was no security, no walkie talkie, no fighting, no sign of permanent residence.
This is an ordinary security room. It looks like the security guards are out on patrol or going to the toilet.
The wind whistled in through the ventilation windows, but it was much stronger than the treetops on the roof.
My friends dodged the air outlet, shrank into the corner, and gradually recovered some physical strength, but they were still cold.
There is still half a bucket of water left on the water dispenser. I don't know how many days. My friends unload the bucket and carefully check the inside of the water dispenser. It seems that there is no problem. Then they put the bucket on it again and press the button to heat it.
Although everyone has their own back water, but on the one hand, it's too cold, and on the other hand, resources are limited, so if you can save it, you can save it.
After a while, the heating will automatically switch to heat preservation.
The boys then pressed down the outlet valve, but they did not follow and let the water flow to the ground.
After putting it for a while, I felt that the place where the water flowed should be disinfected, so I reheated it. After reheating, I took the hot water from the enamel jar which came out of the canteen and drank it separately.
The scalding hot water finally made everyone feel hot again, and the power came back.
Zhao he moved the table to the bottom of the ventilation window, stepped on the table and looked down. At last, he sent back the war news - the zombie has not gone.
My friends didn't expect this. It's good that zombies can disperse automatically. If they can't, they won't wait to die.
Entering the auditorium is to be slow. Now it's almost slow. Naturally, we have to move forward.
But -
"can you leave later?"
Song Fei's request interrupts the steps of Zhao, who is preparing to be the first to rush out of the air window.
"What do you want?" Zhao he asked warily. He didn't think it was a good thing.
Song Fei was kind and friendly, and his tone was gentle: "anyway, we've all come in. Let's explore before we go."
Sure enough.
Zhao he is more cautious: "outside corridor or inside meeting place?"Song Fei doesn't care: "where you go is where you go."
The black line of Zhao he, josch couldn't hold on any longer than he did. He pulled up Song Fei, face to face, eye to eye: "what do you think? With the light on, there is no one. What we have explored is either corpse or zombie, my brother
"Johns, you've improved." Song Fei's words are sincere, concise and clear. If it wasn't for the last three tone words, he thought it was Qi Yan.
Josch sat down and refused: "I used to have a problem when I watched horror movies. Why do the people in the movie go where they are weird. For example, if there are strange movements and phenomena in a house, it's all evil. Shouldn't normal people run quickly? What kind of divine logic is rushing in! "
Song Feile, hurried to Lacrosse: "OK, I won't tease you."
The latter frowned and said, "what do you mean?"
"He wanted to see if he could find the walkie talkie." Qi Yan couldn't go on and gave the answer directly.
The security guard is probably still in the auditorium. Even if it turns out to be a zombie, the walkie talkie should still be hanging on him. This kind of communication equipment is just in time for the wusheng class, which has to be operated by special personnel.
Once there is a situation in which people are scattered when looking for radios, they no longer need to play drums and flute. They can even rely on walkie talkies to take the initiative to adopt a two-way strategy when necessary.
Josch was stunned for a while, and his brain was turning to smoke. Finally, when he looked at the charging stand of the walkie talkie on the desk, he suddenly realized.
But the truth is this truth, but the danger is still that danger.
"What if I can't find it?"
Qi Yan: "withdraw if you can't find it."
"What if I can't find a large group of zombies?"
Qi Yan: "at present, it seems that the possibility of a large group of zombies is relatively low."
"Low is not zero."
Qi Yan: "the corridor is basically empty now, and zombies are also in the meeting hall. Let's go to the No.1 door nearest to the security room, turn off the lights in the nearby corridor, and then open the door to look inside. If we can cope with the situation, we will continue, if we can't, we will flash."
"It's easy to say. What if zombies come out of other doors and attack you behind your back?"
Qi Yan: "there must be someone on guard."
“……”
Qi Yan: "are you really not going to volunteer?"
"Didn't you see that I was silent one round ahead of time?"
Qiao Siqi was tortured by Qi Yan to tears.
But Song Fei lost his chin.
It's not that Qi Yan is so right, but that every word he wants to say is what he wants to say. It's not a bad word!
In recent days, Song Fei did feel that the two people's tacit understanding had improved on the way of survival, but the promotion was so fast and thorough, which was still very creepy. After that, is he scolding Qi Yan son of a bitch in his heart, that guy can hear it?
"Don't look at me like that. I've always been reliable."
Good. I'm safe for the time being.
The night is deeper. The coolness in the wind increases sharply with the perceptible speed of the body, and the 14 little friends hanging on the tree are a little bit unbearable. "He Zhiwen, try again." Song Fei didn't give up. He Zhiwen, holding the remote control in his legs, put one hand around the tree branch and the other hand moved the rocker to drop the aircraft back to the roof. He looked at Song Fei helplessly: "I've tried several times. You can't see it. It's useless. If they don't see us, it's OK. Now they're locked on us. No matter how fierce the aircraft is, it's not as attractive as living people. " Qi Yan pondered for a moment: "we have to find a way to think that they can't see us." Song Fei rolled his eyes: "it's easy to say. Now we are like sugar gourd poking on the grass crenelet. It's empty all around. Where can we hide it?" "Well, if you don't have eyes, you should choose a tree like brother. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. As soon as you enter the sea, you can only see a bunch of dead branches when you look up." Luo Geng, who chose the tree closest to the auditorium and with the highest height and the thickest branches, did not have no exception. "You climb very high." Song Fei echoed his admiration. "It must be." "Can you see the roof of the auditorium?" "It's at hand. It's clear at a glance." "Is there a zombie?" "You mean the roof? How can it be "All right. Jump over. " Luo Geng looked at the roof one meter away and the height of the abyss below. He wished he could sew his mouth. "In fact, I didn't climb very high, really..." Song Fei also knows that this task is a bit arduous, but only Luo Geng's position can help him: "we can't hang on the tree all the time. We consume too much physical strength. Now the zombies refuse to go. The longer we delay, the more tragic it will be." Luo Geng: "I know that I need to find a place to settle down as soon as possible, but if I fail in this jump, you will lose a lovely comrade in arms forever. Have you ever thought about it?" Song Fei: "it's not your style to say defeat easily. It's so hard to chase small mines. Don't you always insist on it?" Luo Geng: "it's almost impossible to hold on!" Lin Dilei: "it's really sad news." Luo Geng Song Fei Luo Geng: "Song Fei, how many times have I told you? Don't stop me. I'm going to jump!" With a loud drink, Luo Geng rose up in the air and broke the thick branches of his forearms. With a crisp click, the broken branch dropped its head, and Luo Geng hung on the edge of the roof. When he stands on the tree, the height is equal to that of the roof, at most one head higher, so this jump can only be forward and upward, and it must be fast, so as to ensure that he will not fall too much freely in the process of moving, and finally miss the eaves. Fortunately, there's time. Holding tightly to the eaves of the fingers, Luo Geng tried his best to pull up, suddenly white. Finally, his head was higher than the roof again, followed by a foot quickly raised, hook the eaves, hand and foot, the whole body turned up. In a big shape, Luo Geng breathes heavily into the night sky. My friends are joking, but their hearts are really hanging. Now they are finally relieved. Luo Geng didn't linger for a long time, so he quickly got up, unloaded his backpack, took out the rope and began to look for a place to bolt. It's only a few times closer to the roof, but it's definitely impossible for him to jump. With a wave of his backpack arm, Song Fei tilts up to the roof. Luo Geng understood and pulled out Song Fei's rope. He continued to connect the two. Finally, the rope dropped to the left side of the main entrance of the auditorium. The end of the rope was about one meter above the ground. After that, without the command of his comrades in arms, Luo Geng skillfully ran to the opposite end of the rope, that is, the back side of the auditorium, and began to sing under the eaves. There is no place more suitable for love songs than the auditorium under the moon - "if I am a hyperbola ~ ~ you are the asymptote ~ ~ if I am an inverse proportion function ~ ~ you are the coordinate axis ~ ~ Although we are predestined to be able to live in the same plane ~ ~ but we are not predestined to be a long way without intersection..." I don't know how the original song was sung, but Luo Geng's singing really made people cry and hurt their hearts. It's like a history of blood and tears that begged for a beautiful woman. Twelve pairs of eyes look at Lindley - why don't you understand his heart. Small mines go back in vain next to each other - standing and watching others solve the equation without backache. "Zombie" has been attracted to the past. The latter not only sings, but also runs back and forth along one side of the eaves, which is obviously more interesting to zombies than the sugar gourd on the tree. In the end, there are only two people under the tree that josch and Zhou Tongyi hang together. Zhou Junyi didn't bother to talk about the charm of his fans. He climbed down a little, seduced them first, then shot them, three or five times, and knocked down a pair.At this point, all the energetic zombies gathered at the back of the auditorium, and the front door was completely cleared. All the friends came down from the tree, like night owls, and along the rope, they rubbed against the room. The last one to go up was Qi Yan. As soon as his feet landed, he took back the rope cleanly. Luo Geng just finished the third cycle of the single. People shrink to the center of the roof, so that the zombies can no longer see the living. However, the roof is not warmer than the trees. "What to do now," Feng Qibai asked, "just wait here for the zombies to disperse?" Without waiting for his friends to respond, Qi Yan asked: "when is the art performance in your hospital?" "December 20, what's the matter?" Feng Qibai did not understand the intention of his comrades in arms. "That is to say, the show didn't start on the day of the accident." "That's for sure. The CET-4 and CET-6 have been closed down. The gongs and drums in the auditorium are too noisy." "What about rehearsal? It's going to be a show in two days. Do you have to dress up here? " "The dress rehearsal with makeup in the auditorium was completed two days before the examination. Although the performance was hosted by our hospital, the school leaders paid special attention to it, so they cleaned up here and were ready. No one was allowed to enter the auditorium. The leaders of our hospital didn't want to rest assured that the final rehearsal would be conducted in our own building." "I testify that," in addition to the parties, Wu Zhou has the most say, "when looking for the radio, it's Halloween in Yixin building." "Qi Yan, I know what you want to confirm," Feng Qibai said. "I can't guarantee whether there are zombies in this auditorium now, but there won't be a large number of art college students, no matter who survived or Infected. " Qi Yan nodded: "that's good." Song Fei frowned: "what do you mean by asking East and West?" Qi Yan explained: "when I climbed up just now, I specially looked at the front door. The door was locked from inside with a chain lock." "What's so strange about that? When the auditorium is not in use, the security guards lock it from inside Security Song Fei sort of straightened out the way. "Well," Qi Yan said, "since it was locked from the inside, it proves that there are people in the auditorium. Moreover, when the accident happened, it was daytime, and there was no activity in the auditorium, so the lights should not be turned on, but now the lights are on, indicating that the survivors may have lived to night, or come in at night. But if it was a show or rehearsal at that time, even if the people inside survived and so many days passed, it was hard to tell what the scene would be. If there is no rehearsal but a state of clearance, there are probably only a few security guards in it, or a few more survivors who come by accident. After all, this side is very biased and is unlikely to be chosen as the first refuge. In this way, no matter what the situation is, as long as the quantity is not rolling, it will not be difficult to deal with. " "Maybe," Song Fei thought along with Qi Yan's thought, "after the outbreak of the corpse tide for a few days or even more than ten days, some people fled here, just like we guarded the canteen, and also regarded it as a stronghold?" "If it is better, the probability of their survival will be very high, and we don't have to worry about meeting zombies or dead classmates." What Qi Yan said is reasonable and reasonable, but Song Fei still thinks that he has simplified and complicated it: "don't you just want to go in and warm up and recover your strength? What do you think is meaningful?" said he was not very good at it. He wanted to Tucao, endure and suppress. He explained patiently: "to any place where there is no place, we must make complaints about it. This is true. It will not be without psychological expectation, and it is more convenient to deal with it." Song Fei is dumb. Indeed, if there is no psychological construction, he will see corpses everywhere, or even cannibalism. He has no confidence to bear it. Track and field scene, just quiet zombies everywhere, now think of but also scalp numbness. As always, Qi Yan is right about everything, but now he can't even find out the fault of "correct thinking and bad attitude" Damn, you bad guy, why do you want to evolve!!! Qi Yan: "no problem?" Song Fei: "yes." Qi Yan: "what else?" Song Fei: "can you please me as before?" Qi Yan: "I'm not sure." This is an incomprehensible requirement. Being as smart as Qi Yan, it also needs thinking. On the other side, Wang Qingyuan helps his forehead and wants to drag his frustrated roommate back to rebuild! "Well," said Josh, sniffing and shaking, raising his hand, "we're freezing. If we're ready to go into the auditorium, can you two flirt after the action?" If the zombies under the surrounding walls are not scattered, the friends can't move on. If they were worried about going into the auditorium before, now they don't care so much about "running". Dong Dong. Dong Dong Dong. A small hammer is tied to the end of the rope, and the iron head of the hammer strikes the glass. This is the ventilation window of the security room on the side of the building. If, as Qi Yan speculates, it is the security guards who lock the door, then they are most likely to hide in their own territory.There was no response. Luo Geng was still lying on the other end to attract the zombies, so he swayed the wall of the little hammer, as usual. There was no response in the room, only a cold wind outside. There are three possibilities. 1 Like the students trapped in the library, the people who got the safety didn't stick to the end because they were short of food and water; second, someone had been bitten when they escaped, but they were still in the incubation period. When the doors and windows were locked and they thought it was safe, the bitten got sick; third, the survivors gave up the security room and hid away in the auditorium. My friends hope to be the third, but they are also ready to deal with the second. "Broken." At Qi Yan's command, Zhao he stretched out his long arm and knocked on the corner of the ventilation window with a hammer! Just two. With a click, the cracks spread around the hammering point, eventually making the whole piece of glass a cobweb. Zhao he moved the hammer to the center of the glass and lowered it again. The whole piece of glass is broken into slag. Zombies have heard the sound, but the ventilation window is high, they can only look at the empty and sigh. There is a light in the room. Qi Yan, who probes down, looks at the security room with the light. From his point of view, we can basically see two-thirds of the interior, and the remaining one-third, that is, the lower part of the side near the ventilation window, belongs to the visual dead angle. Qi Yan can't help it. But the door facing the air window is very clear - the door leaves are wide open, and you can directly see the hall corridor with the light on from the air window. The corridor was still empty, as they saw when they were climbing the ropes at the main entrance. The corridor of the auditorium is in a circular shape. The outer wall of the corridor is the exterior wall of the auditorium, and the inner wall is the fully closed meeting place. That is to say, you can walk back to the starting point from any point in the corridor, that is, you can walk around the real auditorium. This kind of design is similar to many concert halls. It is equivalent to wrapping the stage and auditorium in a sound insulation cover, and then covering the cover with a bright decorative exterior wall. Between the two covers is the corridor. Of course, the backstage of the venue is another place connected with the outside, so that the performers and the audience can be separated from each other from beginning to end. My friends couldn't make sure that the whole circular corridor was safe, or at least the section within sight was safe, so without further delay, they fished in through the ventilation window. The first one to land is Qi Yan. As soon as his feet touch the ground, he immediately turns back. Fortunately, there is no one in the blind spot. The next second, he quickly closed the door of the security room and found that the lock was good and there was no sign of man-made damage. More than a minute later, all the friends entered safely. There is only one locker, two desks and two chairs in the security room. In addition to the notebook, there is only one telephone and two walkie talkie charging stands on the desk. The plug of the charging stand is still plugged into the power supply, but it is empty. There is no walkie talkie on it. It looks like it is connected to the power supply all the year round, so that the walkie talkie can be charged immediately once it sits down. But there was no security, no walkie talkie, no fighting, no sign of permanent residence. This is an ordinary security room. It looks like the security guards are out on patrol or going to the toilet. The wind whistled in through the ventilation windows, but it was much stronger than the treetops on the roof. My friends dodged the air outlet, shrank into the corner, and gradually recovered some physical strength, but they were still cold. There is still half a bucket of water left on the water dispenser. I don't know how many days. My friends unload the bucket and carefully check the inside of the water dispenser. It seems that there is no problem. Then they put the bucket on it again and press the button to heat it. Although everyone has their own back water, but on the one hand, it's too cold, and on the other hand, resources are limited, so if you can save it, you can save it. After a while, the heating will automatically switch to heat preservation. The boys then pressed down the outlet valve, but they did not follow and let the water flow to the ground. After putting it for a while, I felt that the place where the water flowed should be disinfected, so I reheated it. After reheating, I took the hot water from the enamel jar which came out of the canteen and drank it separately. The scalding hot water finally made everyone feel hot again, and the power came back. Zhao he moved the table to the bottom of the ventilation window, stepped on the table and looked down. At last, he sent back the war news - the zombie has not gone. My friends didn't expect this. It's good that zombies can disperse automatically. If they can't, they won't wait to die. Entering the auditorium is to be slow. Now it's almost slow. Naturally, we have to move forward. But - "can you leave later?" Song Fei's request interrupts the steps of Zhao, who is preparing to be the first to rush out of the air window. "What do you want?" Zhao he asked warily. He didn't think it was a good thing. Song Fei was kind and friendly, and his tone was gentle: "anyway, we've all come in. Let's explore before we go." Sure enough. Zhao he is more cautious: "outside corridor or inside meeting place?"Song Fei doesn't care: "where you go is where you go." The black line of Zhao he, josch couldn't hold on any longer than he did. He pulled up Song Fei, face to face, eye to eye: "what do you think? With the light on, there is no one. What we have explored is either corpse or zombie, my brother "Johns, you've improved." Song Fei's words are sincere, concise and clear. If it wasn't for the last three tone words, he thought it was Qi Yan. Josch sat down and refused: "I used to have a problem when I watched horror movies. Why do the people in the movie go where they are weird. For example, if there are strange movements and phenomena in a house, it's all evil. Shouldn't normal people run quickly? What kind of divine logic is rushing in! " Song Feile, hurried to Lacrosse: "OK, I won't tease you." The latter frowned and said, "what do you mean?" "He wanted to see if he could find the walkie talkie." Qi Yan couldn't go on and gave the answer directly. The security guard is probably still in the auditorium. Even if it turns out to be a zombie, the walkie talkie should still be hanging on him. This kind of communication equipment is just in time for the wusheng class, which has to be operated by special personnel. Once there is a situation in which people are scattered when looking for radios, they no longer need to play drums and flute. They can even rely on walkie talkies to take the initiative to adopt a two-way strategy when necessary. Josch was stunned for a while, and his brain was turning to smoke. Finally, when he looked at the charging stand of the walkie talkie on the desk, he suddenly realized. But the truth is this truth, but the danger is still that danger. "What if I can't find it?" Qi Yan: "withdraw if you can't find it." "What if I can't find a large group of zombies?" Qi Yan: "at present, it seems that the possibility of a large group of zombies is relatively low." "Low is not zero." Qi Yan: "the corridor is basically empty now, and zombies are also in the meeting hall. Let's go to the No.1 door nearest to the security room, turn off the lights in the nearby corridor, and then open the door to look inside. If we can cope with the situation, we will continue, if we can't, we will flash." "It's easy to say. What if zombies come out of other doors and attack you behind your back?" Qi Yan: "there must be someone on guard." Qi Yan: "are you really not going to volunteer?" "Didn't you see that I was silent one round ahead of time?" Qiao Siqi was tortured by Qi Yan to tears. But Song Fei lost his chin. It's not that Qi Yan is so right, but that every word he wants to say is what he wants to say. It's not a bad word! In recent days, Song Fei did feel that the two people's tacit understanding had improved on the way of survival, but the promotion was so fast and thorough, which was still very creepy. After that, is he scolding Qi Yan son of a bitch in his heart, that guy can hear it? "Don't look at me like that. I've always been reliable." Good. I'm safe for the time being.
