On a hot summer day, the sun shines on the glass of the exterior wall of the high-rise building, reflecting a dazzling light.

An old discarded newspaper, which swirled a few times in the air, landed on the manhole cover of the road. The wind was blowing, and the old newspaper, which was covered with black liquid, could no longer fly.

A zombie with gray-white skin has been hungry for more than a long time, and its entire stomach is sunken in, and the shape of its ribs can be clearly seen. He was facing the window of the street, opening his mouth and growling, as if he saw the terrible monster reflected in the glass. He leaned his head and sniffed it, there was no smell of the living, and then wandered around for a while, and then he merged into the crowd of corpses and continued on his way.

On the top of a building with about ten floors, there were people lying on their stomachs, paying close attention to the movement of the corpse tide on the street. Someone lit a cigarette, but was quickly forbidden by his companions; "Pot, don't die."

Guo Rong leaned cross-legged against the wall of the entrance to the roof, lamenting the last cigarette that had been trampled on, and pitifully picked it up and put it in his jacket pocket. There was a staggering number of corpses below, which lasted for more than three hours, and there was still no end in sight. This unprecedented wave of corpses made everyone who saw it fearful.

"It seems that the plan is about to be disrupted, and the streets below can't be walked at all now, and I don't know what is the current situation of Brother Li and them?" Guo Rong said worriedly, this corpse tide is the largest since the outbreak of the zombie virus, and the main roads along the vicinity are all zombies. Seeing that the mall is not too far away, it is blocked by this early disaster.

Zhang Zhao's mood was also a little low, his plan was disrupted, and now he couldn't protect himself, so he could only hide quietly on the roof of this building, wait for the corpse tide to fade some, and then make another plan.

Wang's father and son were still observing the tide of corpses on the side of the building, although they were so far away, they didn't even dare to make a sound. The sky was getting overcast, the temperature did not drop much in the evening, and even the wind was hot. There is no drinking water, everyone licks their lips dryly, and if this continues, even if they will not be bitten to death by zombies, they will die of thirst and starvation.

Donna leaned her gun against her side and closed her eyes to recuperate, only to hear the two men talking. She stretched her waist and did not have a good rest for several days in a row, and even though she was a soldier, she felt very tired. Lu Yang was on the side, fiddling with a rifle he found later, and he was the only one who seemed to be full of energy.

This was what he found later, and Zhang Zhao was embarrassed to collect it again, after all, this kid was too timid, and it was dangerous for him to fight at close range. It would be nice if he could develop his shooting ability. This guy is obsessed with guns, and since he arrived at this building, he has been going up and down, wiping the gun left and right, and from time to time he makes a giggle. But then again, as a boy, who isn't interested in firearms?

"Lu Yang, do you know guns? Look you're laughing all the time. Zhang Zhao teased, "Don't hit your own people." ”

Lu Yang pursed his lips, then made a set of movements with both hands, and then raised his gun to aim, "Of course I will, I'll just fumble around, Brother Zhang, let me tell you, this gun is the same as described on the Internet." A series of smooth movements surprised everyone, is this kid self-taught? I have such a strong ability to understand.

When it comes to shooting, maybe you can operate it with a little research, and let someone who knows how to do it teach it by hand. But if you have to be accurate, it's very difficult. There was once a video in a certain country that said that there were gangsters on the street, and then the police raised their pistols and fired six or seven shots in a row without knocking down the gangsters. The reason for this cannot be understood by ordinary people, but the facts are in front of us, and if you can't hit, it's a stinky marksmanship.

"Pull it down, you can brag." Zhang Zhaodao.

As soon as he heard someone say that he was bragging, Lu Yang was in a hurry, stood up and said: "I don't brag, if it weren't for the lack of ammunition and the need to save some use, I'll find a few zombies to try the gun now." ”

"Don't." Zhang Zhao panicked, if he fired a few shots now, the corpses below would definitely rush up. When they ran into the building, they had plenty of time to close the door. Now hiding on the roof of the building, the zombies will not find them at all, for the moment, the here and now, is the safest.

It's late at night, and the sound of zombies marching on the street is still there, and occasionally there are a few fierce roars, which is estimated to be a struggle between zombies, and sometimes for a little meat, zombies will fight with each other.

Zhang Zhao fell asleep when a spirit was awakened, only to see a black shadow emerging from the entrance with a cat's waist. Zhang Zhao held the knife in his hand: "Who!" ”

"It's me." Listening to the voice, it was Wang Wu, he sat down beside Zhang Zhao and gasped for breath.

"Where have you been?" Zhang Zhao asked, Wang Wu's sneaky behavior in the middle of the night was extremely suspicious. They are perched on the roof of the building, and even if it is convenient, it is convenient to go to a remote place early, and there is no reason to go downstairs in the middle of the night.

Wang Wu's expression could not be seen clearly in the darkness, but it was certain that in addition to being nervous, there was also a little excitement. Wang Wu seemed to have pulled things out of his pockets, bottles and cans, and plastic packaging. After digging for a while, there was already a small pile in front of his feet, Wang Wu said in a slightly excited tone: "I just went downstairs to look down the floors, and finally found a lot of good things, you see, instant noodles, eight-treasure porridge, water." ”

To tell the truth, the food and drinking water have been eaten, and no one has eaten at night, and Zhang Zhao has long been hungry with his chest and back. As soon as he heard that it was eaten, he touched a can of eight-treasure porridge and opened it, and drank it in a big gulp. Only the hungry can appreciate the satisfaction of the food entrance, and after drinking a bottle of eight-treasure porridge, there is a pack of instant noodles.

The others were also woken up by the sound of the two eating, and joined the hungry ghosts together, and ate most of the food in three strokes and five by two.

"There are so many supplies downstairs? Haven't you encountered zombies? Zhang Zhao had just finished nibbling on a ham sausage, and he felt seven or eight minutes full before stopping. It's the early days of the zombie outbreak, and none of the vacuum-packed food has gone bad, and if you search closely, you'll be able to find some food. If it is another year or two, most of the food that survived before the outbreak of the virus will not be edible. Food will be even more scarce, and although the fields are conducive to production, they are not very safe.

Wang Wu burped and said with a smile: "I just looked for a few floors, and I found a lot of food from those offices. "Fortunately, people have private goods to hide, otherwise they would have starved to death.

"There are zombies, but there are not many of them, and I have cleaned them up." Wang Wu said, "And I also found a way to escape from here." ”

"Can I get out of here?" Zhang Zhao expressed his doubts, although the corpse tide was not as dense as before, there were still a large number of zombies downstairs. And the building is almost isolated, surrounded by driveways.

Wang Wu said that at the back of the building, there is an exit for a new subway, which is almost complete and waiting to be opened. The exit is blocked by barriers and protective nets, so there is no zombie attack, and as long as you go around there, you can escape this area through the subway passage.

It is not appropriate to make big moves at night, so everyone decided to make plans tomorrow morning, whether they are dead or alive, and it depends on tomorrow's fight.

By the time the first rays of sunlight climbed onto the building's balcony, everyone was ready to go. The last bit of food was also shared for breakfast.

Last night, Wang Wu searched for a lot of food in the dark, and dealt with several zombies, this kind of thing that a very human can do, but he did it effortlessly. From this point of view, his ability should be above Zhang Zhao and Guo Rong.

He probably searched five or six floors last night, so today he will continue where he searched yesterday. The building is not very large, in a P-shape, with about six companies on each floor. Fortunately, many of the floors are very complicated, so they are relatively safe, and as long as there are zombies, they can be found immediately.

Six people, in teams of two, each group searched for two companies on each floor, which improved a lot of efficiency, and after more than an hour, we arrived at the last floor of the office area. During this time, only three zombies were found, and they were quickly killed.

Lu Yang and Donna were divided into a group, holding a Nepalese saber in his right hand and a pistol in his left hand, and the two entered a foreign trade company one after another.

This company is not big, except for the office area, there are three houses inside, the financial office, the general manager's office and the warehouse. After a simple search of the office area, he didn't find anything of value until Lu Yang opened the warehouse and rummaged through it. There are only a few rows of shelves in the warehouse, and the cardboard boxes on them are full of small things, and at the bottom Lu Yang opened a box, his eyes lit up.

"Team Tang, come on, you see what I found." He pulled out a strangely shaped rubber ball from the cardboard box and excitedly said.

Hearing this, Donna walked over and looked at the object in his hand curiously: "What is this?" ”

Lu Yang stuffed the pistol back into the holster, then took out more than a dozen balls from the box one after another, loaded them into the backpack, and said as he loaded: "Didn't Brother Wang say that he wanted to go to the back street?" This thing is very useful, this is the most popular lazy alarm clock at the moment, loud and anti-fall. ”

In this way, it is generally clear that zombies are very sensitive to sound, and when the time comes, as long as the lazy alarm clock is set and thrown to the other side of the building, the alarm clock can attract nearby zombies to a place, so as to give everyone a safer opportunity.

The backpack capacity is too small, except for some necessary items, it can only hold about fifteen punch-sized lazy alarm clocks, this thing is an excellent weapon to attract zombies now and in the future. Between trade-offs, Lu Yang threw away some food in order to install five more lazy alarm clocks.