Chapter 177: Winter's Blood Seven
It was overcast, and the snow was falling again.
A few people hurried to the edge of the square, crouching beside the green belt, their vision blocked by the snow again, and they could only see a blurred figure shaking. But it's not far from the dock, and you can vaguely see the road below full of zombies. The corpses shuttled through the cars, slowly walking towards the gate of the dock.
"What a shit, what a bastard, really lured all the zombies over." Zhang Zhao punched him in the snow and said hatefully.
"Team Zhang, what can I do?" Xu Haihai tried to use the sight to observe the people on the day before yesterday, but the dock was mostly obstructed by containers and other obstacles, and there was no one in sight for a while.
"It's impossible to go back like this, I'm afraid that they will lure the zombies to the small building now, and then it will be over." Guo Rong looked towards the entrance on the right, and hurriedly pointed, "We may be able to go around and enter the dock through the gap over there." ”
When they came, they had to go through the gate because they had to open the way for the convoy. Now, a few people can walk through the same road as they came, and go over the low wall to enter the dock area.
"This won't work, it's not a problem for us to go back, but in case the corpses arrive in the small building, not to mention that we are also in danger together, it is estimated that those military rations, don't think about taking them out again." Han Weijun said.
The snowflakes drifted away and grew larger. Several people fell to the ground, covered with a thin layer of snow. Zhang Zhao suddenly stood up, shot at the corpses, and shouted, "It's a big deal, let's lure them over and find a way." ”
The rifle clicked and fired a shuttle of bullets against the car parked underneath, and the glass burst open with a crisp sound. Zhang Zhao's marksmanship is not flattering, although it can be aimed, the bullets that can hit the zombies are only two or three rounds at most, and they are not fatal.
The rest of the people didn't think much about it, and shot at the corpses below, babbling and shouting. The only thing they were afraid of now was that the corpses would reach Fang Dong's hiding place, and as long as they were surrounded, it would be difficult to break through again.
Everyone hit a magazine, and I don't know how many zombies were killed, Ma Donglai suddenly shouted: "Move, move, the corpses have turned!" ”
I saw that in the wind and snow, the figure of a zombie slowly appeared on the downhill position, one, two, and after almost forty or fifty appeared, Zhang Zhaocai said: "Let's hurry around and lead the corpses around." ”
Xu Haihai has a lot of clothes on his back, but fortunately, his physique is good, and his running speed is by no means slower than others. Several people ran to the downhill intersection and opened fire on the approaching corpses, fighting and retreating.
Until the entire downhill section was crowded with zombies, Zhang Zhao hurriedly stopped: "Everyone stop shooting, leave some ammunition to keep secret." He pulled out the garbage can on the side of the road, dumped the garbage inside on the ground, and then called Guo Rongdao: "Pot, you come to fight and make some noise." ”
Guo Rong responded, held a slinger in his hand from the outdoor goods store, and rhythmically tapped the trash can. The zombie's sense of hearing is above the vision, and it seems even more excited in such a rhythmic percussion. What everyone never expected was that a few zombies suddenly rushed out of the corpse group, moving faster than other zombies, almost trotting over.
Since the outbreak of the zombie virus, it is the first time I have seen an ordinary zombie with such speed. A few people were stunned for a moment, and they didn't throw off the trash can and turn around and run, and the rest of them pulled out their melee weapons and shouted at the running zombies.
Several people retreated while coping, and one retreated to the building complex, looking at the black corpses in the wind and snow, before throwing off the garbage can, turning around and running quickly.
In the process of running, Zhang Zhao also observed the buildings on both sides from time to time, for fear that the mutated zombie would suddenly appear. The corpses followed closely behind the team about twenty meters, and in order to conserve their strength, everyone slowed down their speed, and used the knives and steel pipes in their hands to knock on the metal facilities on the side of the road from time to time while escaping.
Attracting zombies is also a technical job that pays attention to methods, and it is always necessary to keep a suitable distance from zombies, too close to danger, too far away and afraid that zombies will not be able to keep up. And in the square, there is a fork in the road, a pedestrian street that leads to the bar. Zhang Zhao planned to lure the corpses over from the current road, and then escape from the fork in the road in front of him back to the bar.
If the corpses were to separate and go to another way, the plan of escape would be shattered. One led the corpses to the entrance of the mall, and several people let go of their steps and hurried into the block leading to the bar. This method is all about speed, to make sure that most of the zombies keep up, and then they have to take advantage of all the corpses to enter the passage of the complex before they have a chance to run back to the dock from the square.
As we passed through the neighborhood in front of the bar, there were a lot of burnt black zombie corpses on the road, and the snow melted underground, making the road very slippery. Behind him was a noisy roar, and in front, there were many scattered and lonely zombies, seeing someone running, stretching out their hands and trying to stop them.
During the sprint, several people passed by the zombies, and shook the weapons in their hands to knock down the zombies in their way. Han Weijun's ability to escape for his life is also the best among the five, and his melee weapon is a steel pipe about one meter long. A zombie with white smoke on his body grabbed him with a roar, and was hit in the head by the steel pipe in his hand, the zombie's body rotated half a circle, fell to the ground, and still climbed in the direction of several people leaving.
When running to the fork in the square, Han Weijun glanced at the tail of the corpse group and hurriedly beckoned everyone: "Run this way, this side is not passable." ”
It turned out that he saw the downhill position, and there were still about twenty zombies that did not follow the corpse group and wandered in place.
The five people climbed over the green belt and jumped off a high platform of more than one meter before entering the dock avenue. In the car cemetery, there are still a few zombies who can't get out, and a few people jump on the roof of the car, and suddenly, Ma Donglai's feet slipped and fell on the hood of the car. A zombie burst out, grabbed his exposed arm and was about to bite it off, Ma Donglai waved the weapon in his hand and pierced the zombie's head.
The other four people were three or four cars away from him, and they didn't pay attention to his situation, Ma Donglai was about to call someone for help, and a zombie with no lower body grabbed his foot and bit it down.
Ma Donglai buzzed in his head, screamed, and hurriedly kicked the zombie over with his feet, and stood up with a rolling belt, following the footsteps of several other people.
The low wall outside the dock, standing on the roof of the car, can be climbed over with one step, after Ma Donglai climbed over the low wall, he felt a sharp pain in his feet, he pulled up a small section of trouser legs, only to see a row of tooth marks on the ankles, black blood beads, and the wound was also blackened.
"No, it." Ma Donglai's head was hot, tears came out of his eyes, and he slammed the weapon in his hand on the container.
"Donglai, what are you doing?" Zhang Zhao, who suddenly turned back, happened to see his move and asked.
"Team Zhang, I'm ......" Ma Donglai was scared, and halfway through his words, he was pulled by Zhang Zhao.
"Hurry back, there are a lot of zombies that haven't been lured away." Zhang Zhao didn't notice Ma Donglai's expression.
Under the small building, there were seven or eight zombie corpses, all of which had been severely wounded to their heads. It is conceivable that this is all Langchen's masterpiece, and the zombies he killed rarely have a second wound.
Xu Haihai threw the clothes he had brought back to the ground, untied the skipping rope, and said, "Hurry up and put it on." ”
Langchen called Zhang Zhao and Guo Rong aside and asked, "What happened just now, why did so many zombies suddenly come." ”
Guo Rong wiped the snort from his nose and said with a little anger: "I don't know which bastard, I made the car alarm sound, and the corpses above are all coming to the dock." ”
"Survivors?" Langchen raised his eyebrows.
"It should be, or the corpses wouldn't all run in one place." Zhang Zhao added: "There should be a lot of people, otherwise the corpses would not be chasing so closely." ”
Langchen looked at the snow and said, "This is not a safe place either, I think we may have to move somewhere." ”
"No, there are other places to live around here besides here." When Guo Rong heard that he was going to move the place, his head turned much faster than usual: "Unless the other party has several times more people than us, otherwise, we are afraid of a bird." He patted his rifle.
"The pot is right, the terrain here is very complicated, and it is difficult to find a place for us to stay, even if there is a team of survivors, we have knives and guns, and the equipment is not too good, haha." To deal with ordinary zombies, as long as it is not a group of corpses, you can deal with it with cold weapons alone. As for the survivors, they have ten guns for ten people, and in the apocalypse, they can stand at the top of the food chain.
"Yes, we have guns, and the average survivor is really not afraid." Guo Rong was full of confidence and said proudly.
"In this case, let's not leave for the time being, but for the sake of insurance, we must first find a way to understand the other party's situation, if it is really something we can't fight, it is not too late to evacuate." Since the two insisted on not leaving, Langchen couldn't say anything. In China, not to mention firearms, even knives are quite strictly controlled, although some people can get hot weapons, but this probability is too small.
Li Zhizhi and Park Anna also put on their coats, and their faces immediately became much more ruddy, it seems that the two of them are really frozen, and they have not dared to say anything.
At night, it will be the biggest hidden danger, Lang Chen and Fang Dong and a few people, went downstairs, searched for some things around, and prepared to set up some traps nearby to prevent the survivors who escaped to the dock from fishing in troubled waters at night.
Fortunately, there were not many zombies entering the dock, and the three or two that appeared from time to time were also solved by Xu Haihai and Song Dabao, who were in charge of vigilance.
Ma Donglai held a stone, knocked an iron bar about 20 centimeters into the ground, and when he picked up a long nail again, he suddenly felt weak and couldn't help himself, his feet were weak, and he fell to the ground.
Song Dabao, who was not far from him, noticed his strange appearance, and hurriedly ran over to help him up, when he saw Ma Donglai's face, Song Dabao widened his eyes and exclaimed: "Xiaoma, why is your face so pale, this ...... Are you sick. ”
(End of chapter)