"He's numb to killing zombies now, why don't you care about him?" Xiao Yang looked at Bai Mudao playfully.

Bai Mu replied: "These are zombies, not people, be cruel to zombies, it's nothing." ”

Xiao Yang then looked at Ye Yan and did not reply.

There is a garden under the stairs, the climate in January has made the garden's plants a little more depressed, a few grape vines of more than 20 years old leaves are gone, the lawn has turned yellow, there are three pavilions made of prefabricated cement panels, for the elderly in the surrounding seven buildings to relax, there is usually a lot of popularity.

Now there are more than thirty zombies wandering in the garden, the nearest one is more than forty meters away from Ye Yan, seeing that it has not reacted so far, let Ye Yan know that the safe distance from the zombies is at least forty meters.

There is a commissary downstairs, which usually sells some tobacco, alcohol, and non-staple food, as well as some rice and eggs, but now Ye Yan doesn't dare to look for food, and has to pass through more than 30 zombies!

There is a garbage entrance on the platform on the second floor, and the garbage of the two buildings is usually dumped from here, and Ye Yan threw seven corpses into it.

I'm tired and sweating! It's finally solved, Ye Yan on the stairs doesn't care, anyway, it's far away from his own door, and he can't stink himself.

Seeing that the two families on the opposite side of the platform were still open, he was a little hesitant in his heart, there must be zombies on the floors of the left and right units now, and every house has an anti-theft door, and Ye Yan can't pry it open.

Thinking of this, he made up his mind, and with his shield and iron spear in hand, he walked over there.

Ye Yan returned home and locked the security door, and there was a pocket on one side of the door.

A full backpack, a bulging snakeskin pocket, this is what he gained on the opposite side of the platform, he didn't meet zombies, thinking that the six he killed were all of them, Ye Yan happily dragged two large bags to the sofa to prepare to count today's harvest.

Ye Yan poured himself a glass of water, squinted his eyes and sat on the sofa looking at the various materials piled up like a hill in front of him, and his heart was happy.

The smoke danced in the air with my thoughts, Ye Yan is just an otaku, a little person with the thoughts of a small citizen, he has no lofty ideals, and he never wants to be a hero who sacrifices his life to save the world.

All the food and materials are counted out in total: about 50 catties of rice, about 20 catties of pork, about two catties of fresh fish, about 3 catties of all kinds of seafood and dried goods, 47 eggs, a jar of pickles, a little bit of vegetables, two chickens and ducks, and about seven or eight catties of oranges.

Excluding other seasonings of soy sauce cooking wine, two bags of milk powder, six bottles of beverages, 22 bottles of mineral water, a number of various medicines, and a number of other daily necessities.

Placing all kinds of daily necessities one by one, Ye Yan rubbed his hands and took out a crossbow, a telescope, and a high-defense tiger tooth saber from his backpack.

When I went to the opposite side of the platform to search for supplies, I entered a bedroom full of gun stickers, the owner of the bedroom, who was supposed to be a military fan, found the crossbow and saber in the closet, and hung the telescope on the wall.

Ye Yan didn't know much about crossbows, so he found the manual of crossbows again.

MP9 Military Anti-Terrorist Sniper Crossbow:

Pull: 48kg;

Firing range: 180M; The effective firing range can reach more than 100M

Net weight: 4.6kg;

Gross weight: 5kg

It is equipped with 1 spare string, a large crossbow package, 1 LED strong light for crossbow, a laser sight, a mechanical sight that can be adjusted in four directions, a 4*32 optical sight, a set of crossbow tools, 3 long arrows, 1 package of steel balls, 2 calibrated arrows, and 4 ordinary arrows.

Ye Yan wound the MP9 with his foot, put a steel ball and aimed at the wall calendar five meters away, opened the fuse, and pulled the trigger:

"Boom!"

Fell backwards violently, hitting Ye Yan's shoulder blades painfully, he almost didn't hold the crossbow in his hand and almost fell to the ground, rubbed his shoulders and looked at the calendar, the animal's head on last year's animal calendar was missing, and the ground was full of confetti.

Ye Yan took off the wall calendar, and the cement residue fell to the ground sparsely.

A cement pit the size of a cup appeared in front of Ye Yan's eyes, and a slightly deformed steel ball was inlaid in the wall brick, "Hiss! I gasped.

"What a speed! What a power! ”

If a zombie were to be hit in the head at this distance, the skull would probably be knocked away.

There was still a faint pain in his shoulder, but Ye Yan gently stroked the crossbow with his fingertips.

Ye Yan put down the sniper crossbow, picked up the binoculars, took off the goggles, walked to the window, raised the binoculars and looked outside.

The sky was still dreary, and the dark and oppressive clouds still made me feel depressed and tangled. The zombie downstairs was pulled in front of him, and looking at the sharp sharp teeth in the zombie's mouth, Hahiko seemed to smell the stench in its mouth.

Ye Yan stood in the window and observed carefully, after 20 days of mutated zombies, they had begun to develop towards mummies.

The hair becomes sparse and falls, the flesh and blood on the face slowly disappear only a shriveled old skin, the speed of the zombies walking is not fast, there is no vision they will change direction when they hit obstacles such as walls and cars, many zombie shoes after 20 days of non-stop wear and tear began to deform and deform, some zombies have shoes on one foot and the other foot is playing barefoot and staggering one high and one low.

My house is far away from the city center, the surrounding buildings are not very high, the highest is only about 8 floors, the population density is small, enough for four or two construction vehicles to parallel the road, hundreds of zombies are scattered on the road around Ye Yan's house for nearly a kilometer.

Ye Yan looked around, the telescope in his hand became heavier and heavier, and his arm began to ache faintly, and it made sense that the food at home would run out one day and find a way to escape from the city.

Hundreds of zombies surrounded the building where Ye Yan lived, leaving Ye Yan helpless.

Ye Yan's gaze turned to the direction of the city center, and a thick smoke rising into the sky was pulled into Ye Yan's sight by the telescope!!

The black smoke stretched straight into the air to fill in the color of this bleak post-apocalyptic scene, the smoke was out of his sight, he didn't know what was going on there, curiosity scratched in Ye Yan's heart like a cat's claw.

Looking at the watch, it's 3:40 p.m. There were still at least two hours before it got dark, and there was enough time for Ye Yan to go to the top of the building to take a look.

Ye Yan picked up the high imitation tooth saber and tied it to the belt, the shoelaces under the scabbard were firmly trapped on his thighs, and he took two steps to see that it had no effect on the flexibility of his body, picked up the shield and iron spear and walked out with a telescope.

Carefully climbing the stairs, he lived on the second floor, and the roof was above the eighth floor.

Ye Yan carefully tiptoed slowly to the stairs above, and when he reached the staircase on the third floor, he tried to open the security door of the residents on the third floor, and locked it as Ye Yan thought, at least he didn't have to worry about zombies rushing out of it.

Ye Yan slowly went up, tried the doorknob in front of the door on each floor, and reached the eighth floor.

Let Ye Yan relax slightly, the unit where Ye Yan lives is safe, and the zombies are locked in the house.

When Ye Yan passed in front of the doors, he could hear the sound of the zombies in the house scratching the iron door, the smell on Ye Yan's body intensified the strength of the zombies scratching the door, and the zombie's sharp claws scratched the iron door and made a piercing metal breaking sound, which made Ye Yan's teeth a little sore.

The master of the eighth floor sealed the entire staircase with an iron railing, and an iron door for people to enter and exit was tightly locked, and Ye Yan tried to pry it with the head of an iron gun, but he didn't pry it open.

I carefully inspected the iron door, there was a lot of rust on the edge of the iron door, and it was locked tightly, and only a card with a thick ID card could be inserted into the lock.