Tang Dong didn't reply to him head-on, but just hooked his lips and smiled a little meaningfully.

A group of seven people went up to the top floor, and the top floor, which had not been cleaned for more than a month, was full of dust, and it was dusty when stepped on.

The table was littered with cutlery, and the food on the floor was spoiled and moldy, and the smell was even worse than that of a zombie.

The electricity in the entire Jincheng area was stopped as early as a few days after the outbreak of the biochemical disaster, and the hotel was no exception, the only light source in the room was a few rays of sunlight through the dusty glass, and the whole room looked a little dim. In particular, some shaded places made everyone raise their vigilance to the highest.

"Go to the storeroom!"

Li Mingfei took the lead, walked into the dim corridor, and came to the door of the storage room.

"Xiaoyu, what's going on?"

"Shh

Tang Dong suddenly raised his right hand and motioned for everyone to stop. Then put his right hand next to his ear and form a trumpet shape, and listen carefully to the sound of the storage room.

"Woo~..."

Although the voice was weak and inaudible, several people heard it.

"There are zombies!"

Li Mingfei had a palpitation, if it weren't for Tang Dong, he would definitely be bitten by a zombie if he broke in so rashly!

"Brother Xiaoyu, thank you so much!"

Tang Dong waved his hand generously, signaling that he was nothing. Next, under the leadership of Li Mingfei, several people moved their steps and walked carefully to the door.

"Open the door!"

With a "bang", the thin iron door was kicked backwards by Tang Dong at once.

"Whew!" one of the zombies inside was caught off guard, knocked to the ground by the sudden flying iron door, and struggled to get up.

"Whew!"

More voices sounded, and there were at least ten zombies inside, and they were all first-class zombies!

Li Mingfei and the others had numb scalps, and hurriedly pulled out their pistols - "Bang Bang Bang!"

Their marksmanship is poor, and they only have three guns, and they don't kill a single zombie by emptying a magazine.

"Woohoo!"

The first-level zombie opened its mouth and bit it, and its blood-red eyes were full of longing for meat. Since the outbreak of the virus, the zombies locked inside have not eaten a piece of meat for a month, and they have been crazy with hunger.

Tang Dong was at the back of the line, standing with Li Mingfei.

Li Mingfei drew his spear and ordered the team members: "Use spears!

The team members took a big step forward, and the sharp spears pierced into the neck and body of the zombies, and black blood flowed out.

The first-class corpse was as strong as an ox, carrying a spear forward, and was not afraid of death.

Gradually, the zombies approached.

The team members were terrified, and Li Mingfei was even more heartbroken.

How had they ever seen such a scene?

"That, you hold on, I'll go to the fifteenth floor to move the rescuers!"

Li Mingfei didn't care about the others, so he ran away.

To put it nicely, it's to move the rescuers, and to put it badly, it's to let the team members hold it, and he takes the first step!

When the team members saw that the captain had run away, they were still waiting for death, and hurriedly threw down their weapons and followed the captain's steps.

"It's a surface brother. ”

Tang Dong shook his head helplessly, Li Mingfei ran faster than anyone else, and even his "Zhao Xiaoyu" brother didn't care. Tang Dong was still jealous of Zhao Xiaoyu before, but now it seems that his so-called brother is nothing more than that!

Surface brothers, authentic surface brothers.

Tang Dong was left alone on the entire top floor, and this group of zombies roared, but they didn't pounce on them for the first time, they were still very afraid of Tang Dong.

Slowly, they formed a circle and encouraged each other to pounce.

Accumulating strength, the bone blade only opened a small section, not as long as a meter before, and now it is the same length as the claws of a second-level agile zombie.

The strength regressed very much, and Tang Dong speculated that it should have consumed a large amount of T virus when he was healing, which led to this result.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The last few first-level zombies were beheaded by Tang Dong.

Although his strength had regressed, Tang Dong still had no pressure to deal with this kind of first-level zombies, he easily dealt with these zombies and put away the crystals in their brains.

The storage room in front of me is very large, the vegetables, melons and fruits have been spoiled, and the meat has been swept away, which should have been eaten by these zombies. Tang Dong continued to walk inside and found the grain area, where dozens of bags of rice and several large barrels of cooking oil were piled up.

There was also a tobacco and alcohol area inside, and Tang Dong found an invoice and took a sip.

It turns out that these cigarettes and alcohol are all imitations, and the cost of a few dollars can be sold in the hotel for tens of thousands.

However, a few dozen bags of rice can be regarded as a bumper harvest.

Tang Dong ran downstairs and wanted Li Mingfei to bring someone up to move things.

But the whole hotel was empty! Only the zombies locked in the room made a "rustling" sound of scratching the door.

Coming to the door of the hotel, the bleak wind blew away the dust of the street, where is the shadow of Li Mingfei's team?

"Damn, awesome!" Tang Dong gave Li Mingfei a thumbs up in his heart.

One second he was "Brother, I can't lose you", and the next second he ran away.

This is the end times, and the dark side of human selfishness is exposed!

Although Tang Dong was tempted by this batch of grain, he could only choose to give up the "height of 30 floors" and the harsh conditions of his "alone".

The more than 100 people in his own camp each needed a gun, armored vehicles, and a lot of food, so he had to return with a full load this time.

But where do you go to find supplies?

Tang Dong thought for a while and thought of a place - a university town.

First of all, he was familiar with the surrounding environment, and secondly, the student union had hoarded a large amount of food, and he didn't have time to take it with him when he retreated.

One of the most important reasons is that there are no mutant zombies in it.

Tang Dong felt that he was extremely weak now, and he couldn't even pack up a second-level zombie!

Half an hour later, Tang Dong came to the university town.

Crumbling walls, horrific bloodstains, piles of bones, and crashing into a mess of vehicles.

Tang Dong sighed.

The university, which symbolizes the highest civilization in human society, has also fallen in this disaster, and how far can human beings who have lost civilization go?

The campus was very silent, there was not even a single zombie, Tang Dong walked into the student union office, and the empty corridor was only the sound of his "da-da" footsteps.

Looking around, Tang Dong always felt that something was wrong, but he searched one room after another, but found nothing abnormal.

"Could it be that my instincts are wrong?"

He shook his head vigorously and opened the last door, only to see that the ground was full of supplies.

There are all kinds of chai, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea, as well as large boxes of chocolates, compressed biscuits, canned food, etc.

"Hehe, it turns out that something is wrong with this!"

Tang Dong pointed to his brain, smiled self-deprecatingly, and then moved two large boxes of canned food downstairs.

There were several military vehicles downstairs, Tang Dong tried it, and found that it could light a fire, so he drove a car back to the city.

He certainly couldn't move the supplies alone.

Walking out of the university town, far away, the sense of crisis in my body was lifted.

It took a few hours to get back to the base, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon, and the usual teams out of the city would come back before the sun went down.

At night, especially in places where there are no lights, there are always bad things to hang out.

Tang Dong took two boxes of canned food to the black market to exchange for 20 Type 95 automatic rifles, 30 pistols, and 10,000 bullets, and asked the boss to send an extra box of grenades.

The sound of the grenade is too loud, it is easy to provoke zombies, basically no one uses it, and people think you are going to harm him for nothing.

There were more people and fewer guns, and the members who were assigned guns were overjoyed, but they were quickly poured cold water.

Wang Jing got Tang Dong's instructions and shouted loudly: "If you have an automatic rifle in your hand, get in the car immediately, prepare to go out of the city, and carry supplies!"

"Quick, we must get into town before dark!"

Tang Dong anxiously urged, in fact, he also wanted to be safe, but Wang Jing disagreed.

"None of our people have killed zombies, so it's good to take them out to experience it, and to be brave. What's more, the soldiers are not very expensive, and the survivors in Area C will grab a handful, and if they can't survive, they won't live!"

This is Wang Jing's opinion, he has seen a big scene in the end, and he can sacrifice everything for strategic purposes.

Tang Dong looked at the lively survivors, he couldn't bear it, and after repeated ideological struggles, he also agreed with Wang Jing's opinion.

Just a military vehicle, Tang Dong was responsible for driving, Xu Qing stayed in the co-pilot's position, a car of twenty people, and drove to the university town.