From 11 a.m. to 4 p.m., the neighborhood was quiet and there was no movement.

This caused the zombies gathered at the door of Zhang Zimin's unit to walk away and be distributed throughout the community.

I didn't kill them for the time being, first, their numbers and abilities are not enough to hinder Zhang Zimin's work, and second, they need to stay and observe more characteristics. Third, to a certain extent, they can serve as a buffer against external threats.

Frankly speaking, Zhang Zimin still has some contradictions in his heart.

Plans are plans, in case outsiders really enter the community and are armed with offensive weapons, they are human beings, but there are potential threats and uncertainties, how to deal with them Of course, there is a plan, but the actual operation is always different from the theory.

Now on the second day of the end of the world, Zhang Zimin has not fully adapted for the time being. Some of the questions haven't been fully figured out.

At half past four in the afternoon, Zhang Ziwen, who had done a good job of protection, went out of the unit door, ran to the gate of the community before alarming the zombies, and closed the unguarded gate, but did not lock it. It is only fixed with wire winding, and then some simple warning devices are set up, probably after the door is opened, there will be a more obvious sound, for this purpose.

This is also a contradiction. For the time being, Zhang Zimin vaguely felt that it was not suitable to connect with the armed survivors outside, but in terms of duty, he could not refuse other weak people who needed help. Therefore, the setting of the gate is deliberately allowed to allow humans to enter.

That concludes today.

Go home, generate electricity and do half an hour of aerobic exercise during this time when oxygen levels are at their highest.

Alone, I really don't even have the heart to play the game. In addition, Zhang Zimin also vaguely felt that compared with before, his thinking and mentality were changing.

In the past, I didn't want to see people, but I felt comfortable playing games at home alone.

But now it seems that there are no living people out there, and everything has changed, so fast and violently, even if I knew that it would happen and was prepared, I was still a little overwhelmed!

Sitting in a daze until the night before going to bed, looking out through the bulletproof glass window, Zhang Zimin lit a cigarette, opened his diary and wrote:

I didn't meet any survivors today, and I still don't know what's going on outside. The streets in the neighborhood and outside were even more deadly, and there was no movement except for zombies.

Considering that the crisis broke out at the peak of the working day and most people went out to work, there were relatively few terrorist objects in the community, and the danger was not great. The difficulty of the work is not too difficult for the time being.

I closed the gate of the community but did not lock it, the zombies could not enter, but the living could enter, the correctness of this work could not be judged for the time being, I hope it will go well.

In addition, I cleaned 8 buildings and 1 unit, and 5 of the 16 households had their doors open, and there were messy and bloodstains inside, and there were no survivors, and the materials available were very limited.

These 5 have been marked and closed by me, confirmed the death of the owner, and temporarily listed 5 as government escrow assets. Until there is an heir or a decree, I will dispose of and manage it.

Of the other 11 houses, about half of them were moving, but there was no answer, and it was not sure whether they were zombies or living people inside. I will continue to observe for half a month, and based on the observation results, see if there is a return of the right person, and then decide whether to break down the door.

On the evening of November 13, Zhang Zimin's work diary ......

In the middle of the night, there was some movement, and Zhang Zimin woke up suddenly.

In fact, there has always been movement, but there is a sense that the zombies will make something so far Zhang Zimin knew as soon as he heard it. It's stereotyped thinking and experience.

But this time the movement felt different, it hadn't been seen before.

Hurriedly turned on the mobile phone to connect the camera (battery-powered), observed two shadows that could not be seen clearly, and quickly passed towards the opposite building.

"There are survivors!"

This was Zhang Zimin's first thought, the speed of zombies is not so fast, especially the zombies at night are slower.

Not sure if these two or three survivors were silently observing Zhang Zimin cleaning up the unit and closing the gate during the day? What kind of mentality do you have?

After thinking about it for a long time, Zhang Zimin felt that it was better to continue to observe......

When the morning came, Zhang Zimin's work plan was disrupted, and he had just done gymnastics to stretch, and before he had breakfast, he suddenly heard a scream "help...... from a distance"

After hesitating for a second or so, Zhang Zimin quickly put on his equipment, hesitated again when he put on the titanium gloves, and finally only wore one glove (firing the slingshot as much as possible to be unaffected).

Get out of the house quickly......

Trotting at half speed, while paying attention to the movements of the zombies around him, he finally bypassed the two buildings and headed in the direction of the cries for help.

Suddenly, I saw a little girl with a disheveled hair running in front of her, she was holding a small stick, and she was crying and running without a head.

"Come here, stop beside me...... What the hell are you doing! ”

The little girl was so frightened that she struck Zhang Zimin with a stick when she ran towards him, hitting Zhang Zimin's waist.

Fortunately, the strength is not great, Zhang Zimin was prepared and was not injured.

"What's wrong with you!"

Zhang Zimin confiscated her stick and threw it, and slapped her on the back of the head by the way.

The little girl covered the back of her head and continued to run away, crying and shaking her head, "I, I don't know anything." ”

"I'm not interrogating you, I don't know anything, come back, there are more zombies over there."

Zhang Zimin decisively captured her back and protected her, and then dragged her to start moving, avoiding the few zombies nearby.

Zhang Zimin knows this little girl, in fact, mainly because he knows her mother (quite a five-point appearance), and of course, he knows her grandfather even more.

Her grandfather was a big celebrity in the system. In her early years, she came down from the army and later worked in the police department, when Zhang Zimin was still very young, and the management of firearms in those years was not strict, and her grandfather liked to carry a gun during non-working hours.

One summer, when her grandfather got out of a taxi with thin clothes, the wind blew and the gun at his waist was exposed, and only thugs hung up like that. Coincidentally, there were also two gangster-looking people squatting on the side of the road smoking, but they were actually the criminal police team who were handling the case.

This was actually not a big deal back then, and the old director at that time was not afraid of trouble, and went to the city police station to communicate and brought back the man and the gun. As for her grandfather, she went to the city police station to study for a week and wrote a check-up. However, in this system, her grandfather has become a gangster, a bad example.

Within two months, her grandfather had another accident.

I picked up the confidential document bag from the local military factory and escorted it, and it stands to reason that I can't make any extraneous branches, but when I was passing through the downtown area, I encountered someone robbing the street and killing and injuring a woman. Her grandfather stopped the car and got out of the car and knocked down the knife-wielding robber who had come by with a hammer.

Her grandfather had a gun, but it was too cumbersome to write dozens of reports when he fired a gun, so he used a hammer. As for why he carried a hammer with him during his official duties, no one has ever figured it out.

Frankly speaking, if Zhang Zimin was the director of the bureau, her grandfather would definitely be punished and warned that "the use of civilian hammers is strictly prohibited during official duties". However, at that time, he was praised by the bureau and gave a bonus of about 10,000 yuan (about equal to half a year's income). The main reason is that it has been stabbed in the media, and if the bureau does not operate in this way, it means that there are major mistakes in management and leadership responsibilities in the leadership.

Since it was not a shooting incident, but a "bloody case" caused by a civilian hammer, the city police station was regarded as blind, and the people from the police station came to talk to the gangster assistant of the old director for a while, and then hyped it up with "righteousness and courage", so they all passed the test.

A bunch of bastards from Nyima!

That's it...... No, it's her grandfather's past and present life, and her grandfather was Zhang Zimin's mother's direct subordinate before he retired.

"Wang Xiaoai, how did you survive to this day?"

Zhang Zimin protected her while taking a detour and asked questions.

Wang Xiaoai was too young, still in a messy state, and shook her head vigorously, "I don't know, woo, I'm so scared." ”

"Where's your mother?"

"Mom was killed!"

"Ahh

Zhang Zimin was startled, "When?" Are you sure you were killed by someone, not by a monster? ”

"Just now, at the rookie station. I was hungry, so my mother took me to find some packages, but there were other people in the station, and one of the men held down my mother and did not salute me, and my mother told me to run, so I ran away, but my mother was killed after struggling excessively! ”

Wang Xiaoai's eyes were extremely sad.