Fang Wuhan turned on the flashlight and emerged from the dark corridor, and in front of him was the fiery red skeleton, separating him from the zombies.

They stayed in the stairwell for two days, finally sawing open the bones and rescuing the fat man, and now their accommodation pattern has also changed a bit - he lives in 501 with Suya, and the fat man goes to 502.

"I'm going to start clearing the field, you guys hurry." After he finished speaking into the walkie-talkie, he pulled out his twin knives from behind him, smashing the huge skeleton away with all his might, and rushing into the zombie horde.

Su Ya looked at the blood flowers splashing in the parking lot downstairs on the fifth floor, like wild demon flowers in the sea of poppies.

One after another, the spurting gray-black blood skulls were picked up or cut off, and none of the zombies where the blue light flashed were spared, Fang Wuhan stepped on the corpse mountain, expanding the realm of death outward.

"Advances are being made to the North Gate, and the area of the security zone is expanding." Fang Wuhan said to the walkie-talkie on his chest stained with zombie blood.

"Roger, the ground defense has been built and is now in the final stage of reinforcement." Su Ya's voice came from the walkie-talkie.

"The air defense should also be strengthened, and some of the corpsed birds of prey are also fierce." Fang Wuhan said.

"Roger, this side is preparing to reinforce the air defenses." Another young man's voice came over the intercom.

Fang Wuhan wiped the zombie blood on his face with his sleeve and walked to the nearest building.

This will be a very time-consuming project, the slaughter of corpses is small, the key is that he has to use thin wire to pry open various security doors, if he directly uses a knife to break the door lock, if a zombie sneaks in in the future, it is undoubtedly a timed ** buried next to the pillow, but he has long been prepared to deal with this situation:

He had a pen and a stack of post-it notes ready before he left the house, so that he could keep track of the doors that had broken the locks and the doors that needed to be "watched".

The clean-up plan was not as smooth as he imagined, he went door to door from the end of the community to clean up the remaining zombies, this is the place where he has lived for eighteen years, he knows most of the people in the community, even if they have all become zombies, but whenever he sees that familiar face, there is always a little or two left under the knife......

Just like everyone will cherish the things they love in the past, he used to say hello when he met these neighbors, his relationship with everyone was okay, and there was no enemy, but now, in this desolate and apocalyptic world, every human being has become a rare member of the world, he can't bear it, but there is no way......

Most zombies have no intelligence to speak of, when he pries open the door, he can see them roaming around the house, eating everything that can be eaten, and when a living person breaks in, they will stagger towards him, and then he will cut off the head with a knife, and after confirming that the target is dead, he will search every house in the house before moving on to the next one......

He wasn't going to take anything, and although everything that was good for survival could be a lifesaver in this situation, he didn't allow himself to take the neighbors' things, and his task was to clear the field, not to search for supplies.

Friends' families, aunts' families, Fa Xiao's families, and uncle's families, tears hung in the corners of his eyes countless times, and he killed them with his own hand, just to ensure the safety of the survivors on the upper floor of his house.

"There's nothing left for me in this world......" he muttered, forgetting that he hadn't turned off the intercom yet.

"Brother, what did you say?" Su Ya's voice rang out from the communication crystal.

Fang Wuhan was stunned, and looked down at the walkie-talkie that was still lit, "No, nothing, I still have two buildings on my side to finish, you can go home quickly, I'll go out for a while." ”

"What's the matter?" The intercom sounded the voices of Su Ya and the young man at the same time.

"Uh......" Fang Wuhan said, "I'll go to an old friend's former residence to have a look." ”

"Do you have to go?" Su Ya asked with concern, "There are more and more mutated zombies outside, can you go alone?" ”

"Don't worry, just go check it out." "If the walkie-talkie is out of range, we use the communication crystal to keep in touch," he said. ”

"Need our help?" Su Ya still didn't seem to be at ease.

"No, as long as we keep in touch." Fang Wuhan said, "Just put a hundred hearts." ”

"Report, the air defense has been arranged, the iron fence has been secured, and our roof can now be used as a solid fortress." A young man's voice came over the intercom.

"I'm almost fine here." Su Ya said.

"There's another thing I haven't told you, I have a relatively hidden arsenal at home, I put a lot of weapons in it, Su Ya knows where it is, you can go to my house and pick up a handy one after you're done, but don't touch anything else." Fang Wuhan said.

"Okay......

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An hour later, the Internet Café Street is on the west side of the low-cost rental house alley.

In order not to attract the attention of the zombies, Fang Wuhan deliberately walked all the way to the roof, because the Internet café street was full of low bungalows, and the slightly higher ones were only one or two two- or three-story small buildings, so it was not difficult for him to walk on the roof at all.

He found the hut at the end of the alley, this is where Di Xiuso lived after coming to the city, he didn't have much money, and he could only go out during the day to work as a coolie, renting such a hut that was usually used as a storage room by others to live, after that battle, the owner of the house did not know that he was dead, because he was still in the lease period, so he did not throw away all his things, seeing that the lease was approaching, and the end was coming, so Di Xiuso left this world before his death, and only those things in the hut were left to this world.

He had been to this room once before, but he only found a diary, and he got a lot of crucial information from the diary, but Di Xiusuo also wrote very vaguely in the diary, and he had never mentioned these things to himself when he was alive, so Fang Wuhan didn't know what Di Xiusuo was hiding from him.

"Last time you said you set up a fantasy at the health club...... But I didn't find anything when I went, so what clues did you leave behind? Fang Wuhan muttered to the bed that Di Xiusuo had slept on before his death.

The last time he came, he just came to remember him, so he didn't move much, but this trip ......

"I'm sorry......" he said, lifting the sheets, but there was nothing but a thick layer of mold underneath.

A few days ago, the flood of the East Dam had soaked this house to the ground, and even when he passed by, he saw many computers and chairs scattered on the road from Internet cafes......

A cacophony of "squeaks" filled the alley, and he forced Deciusot's bed open to see if he was hiding some secret under it; From the moment his hand touched the bed, he felt something under it, because it was just a rudimentary wire bed, but it was far heavier than it should have been when pulled up.

He turned on his flashlight, and the light fell on the pile of moldy clothes under the bed.

The room suddenly gave him a sense of déjà vu of a haunted house adventure.

He drew his knife and picked open the layers of clothing, and suddenly, a pointed mouth divided into four pieces came out of his clothes, and the mouth emitted a foul smell, and countless sharp fangs wriggled from his mouth, as if to tear him apart.

Fang Wuhan was so frightened that he almost cried out, and the mutated zombie mouse also came out from under his clothes, its eyes extended to its abdomen because of the mutation, although it didn't look like an offensive mutation, but this appearance alone could scare people half to death.

The zombie rat opened its big mouth again and let out an extremely sharp cry, Fang Wuhan's ears seemed to explode, he drew his knife and cut off the head of the rat with a knife, and the screaming gradually stopped.

After surviving in the apocalypse for so long, he also summed up a certain rule, since this zombie rat is not an offensive mutation, then this mutation must have other uses, although its cry is harsh, it is not deadly...... Unless...... This call is meant to signal its kind!

He subconsciously swallowed, and as his hearing gradually recovered, he also heard more rustling sounds coming towards him from all directions......

The flashlight went out, and there was a crisp sound of a knife drawn in the darkness, and he leaped so hard that he smashed the window of the hut and tumbled outside, because he had no chance of winning in the rental house if the hordes of zombie rats attacked.

The moment he rolled out of the window, he was frightened by the scene in front of him and got goosebumps, only to see that in his field of vision, whether it was a withered tree, a bungalow or a low building, everywhere he could see, there was a dense layer of zombie rats!

Now it seems that he has been surrounded by thousands of zombie rats, except that the soles of his feet are not covered by zombie rats......

These rats are not very large, and it is very difficult for him to kill them with two ninja blades, unless he can shake them off, thinking about it, he looked around for an escape route, and when his eyes swept over a manhole cover under the alley, the iron manhole cover suddenly burst open, and countless squid-like tentacles suddenly appeared inside, and these tentacles-like things were all covered with fangs; The rats were getting closer and closer, and the thing in the well was squirming desperately outward, he had never been so panicked as he was now, but he couldn't find any way to escape......