It was cold at night and there was no moonlight!

Theoretically, in the cold wind blowing, the meaning of "wailing" is the strongest.

Even Zhang Zimin, whose human taste is decreasing now, is vaguely creepy, recalling it, like the feeling of secretly playing Resident Evil in the dead of night for the first time when he was a child.

The terrain is not too complicated, and it is an area that has been walked repeatedly.

And even if there is no moonlight, the current Zhang Zimin can take a rough look.

Zombies are very inactive at night, with a small range of motion and a little slower, which is advantageous. But in order not to make a noise, Zhang Zimin could not walk on the roof of the car in the middle of the street. It is necessary to take risks in the dark and advance from the sidewalk.

The key thing is that zombies retain some of their habits in front of them, and none of them like to stand in the middle of the street before they are alive, so they don't move at night, and after their range of movement is greatly reduced, they almost all gather among sidewalk obstacles.

During the day, they can move forward at half speed, but in order to keep the "commando" silent at night, they can only take a slow attitude, quickly judge the situation of the zombies, and be optimistic about the next landing point, and suddenly accelerate through their figures.

Once there is a variable, they may be quickly close to them and not be able to scream.

In fact, so far, only 300 meters have been advanced, and Zhang Zimin has made a total of two interspersed mistakes, and he has been close to them.

Because Zhang Zimin is not Quinlan, he can see some clearly, but it is only a rough idea, if he finds something that will sound before interspersing and landing, he will sweat and hurriedly adjust temporarily, and the thrill is almost always produced in this way.

Fortunately, the more courage he practiced, the faster he adapted to the rhythm, and when he was just past midnight, Zhang Zimin was only less than 100 meters away from the main crossing.

Needless to say, the Beret squad is probably in this area.

In addition, Zhang Zimin felt something, that is, the familiar sense of danger.

It should be a short distance away, in the main road that can be seen in front of it.

"It must be killed!"

Now that the adventure has come out, Zhang Zimin's appetite is getting bigger and bigger, and while thinking in his heart, he is moving forward more cautiously.

Although brave enough, but not brainless, the purpose of this trip is to take out monsters and rescue others, not to turn commandos into food for monsters, this is a tactical principle.

At about the same time, there was a large group of corpses not far ahead, and about thirty zombies blocked the road, and it was difficult to cross without making movement.

So Zhang Zimin began to wait, waiting for it to create movement first, and then use its own movement to cover up Zhang Zimin's breakthrough movement. This is the legendary state of Xu Rulin!

There was no screaming for the time being, except for the howling of the cold wind, and now was also the most patient and quiet time.

"This bastard must be killed!"

The more he waited, the more creepy he became, Zhang Zimin kept fooling himself in his heart.

As long as it is a living person, there is some movement after all, even if the breathing and heartbeat are moving. Now that Xing has attracted the attention of "it", Zhang Zimin's nerves are even more tense, and the extremely dangerous feeling is like he is approaching his side?

This is not a delusional feeling of persecution, after so long of adaptation, Zhang Zimin is very sure: this is a new sense after the catastrophe.

The sense of smell also changed, Zhang Zimin suddenly smelled a fishy smell, indescribable, and he had never smelled it before, like some kind of very alternative protein taste.

That means, it's getting closer!

I don't know what will happen, but like in a submarine battle in the depths of the dark sea, Zhang Zimin decisively turned off the active sonar (hold your breath and close your eyes).

Now, you rely only on passive sonar (your ears) to perceive your surroundings.

At the moment when Zhang Zimin held his breath and closed his eyes, the messy workshop happened to be facing the slit of Zhang Zimin's face, and a pair of blood-red eyes without emotion flashed.

Zhang Zimin didn't see it. And after holding my breath, I couldn't experience the strongest moment of the "fishy smell". But through his sense of hearing, Zhang Zimin was very nervous, knowing that the danger was at the nearest distance.

The blood-red, surprisingly large eyes stayed on Zhang Zimin's body for about two seconds, and then disappeared.

But that sense of danger is still very close.

Continuing Xu Rulin's state, Zhang Zimin remained motionless and did not breathe. I don't think about anything, my mind goes blank.

The oxygen consumption of the brain occupies the majority of the human body, and once the mind is active, there will be hypoxia symptoms in less than a minute of breath holding.

In the past, when I was in the swimming team, my swimming results were not very good, and I was in the middle. But Zhang Zimin has the nickname "iron lung" in the swimming team, which means that Zhang Zimin can control his mental activity to a certain extent, and then hold his breath for more than seven minutes in two meters of deep water, and his heartbeat is controlled below 30 per minute.

That's how the nickname Iron Lung came about, and it's okay to say that it's a primary special function. But in fact, this is an alternative "control" of the body, and it also belongs to the control of emotional thinking......

It has lasted for about five minutes, and I don't know when it will end, but Zhang Zimin has already appeared in a state of hypoxia.

After all, this is a creepy "submarine warfare", not in a swimming pool monitored by teammates and team doctors. Therefore, even if you can control your mind, in fact, your whole body is tense, and you are in a situation where your abilities cannot be used due to the environment.

Just when Zhang Zimin was about to lose his hold, there was movement in the distance diagonally opposite the main road, the movement of human beings.

It was as if someone who had been broken out of his courage began to flee, bringing chaos with him.

Boom Boom Boom –

Then there was an earth-shattering noise, as if the unmanned vehicles on the main road were directly knocked away.

With the sound of glass breaking!

These represent that this powerful monster is pursuing that side.

Zhang Zimin seized the opportunity to open his eyes, and after taking a deep breath, he saw a relatively vague huge humanoid shadow jumping on the roof of the car in the distance.

Basically, the exposure of this situation is equivalent to death, Zhang Zimin is not in a hurry to rescue the person who made the movement, but with the help of the huge movement made by the monster, he jumped from the roof of the car almost at the same time, and crossed the zombie group that closed the road nearby.

Then taking advantage of the huge movement of the monster running, Zhang Zimin quickly advanced from the messy workshop and followed the monster like a shadow.

This is the "close follow" tactic that Zhang Zimin has studied since he was a child, the most dangerous things do not need to be kept away, and the tactics of keeping close are sometimes the opposite safe. For example, if you encounter a knife-wielding gangster, it is uncontrollable after separation, but if you can "cling" to his knife, when the physical fitness difference is not large, there will basically be no major incident.

"It's coming, it's coming! Save me...... Hurry up and save me! ”

Listening to the voice, the man running like a mourning dog on the opposite sidewalk was Ye Lin, the one who claimed to be going to get shoelaces for Zhang Zimin.

Zhang Zimin breathed a sigh of relief, if he was destined to sacrifice a person to further observe the characteristics of the monster, then the death of this guy was the least distressing.