"Smack." As soon as this thought flashed in his heart, Geng Feng slapped himself hard. The strength was so great that half of his cheeks were slightly swollen, and the palm print on it was also very clear.

"You coward, you just don't want to die. What dreams, what 'I promise you to live well', it's all fart, it's just that you subconsciously don't want to die, it's that you're afraid of death, it's that you don't dare to accompany them. Geng Feng clenched his hands and scolded himself in his heart, and he didn't realize that his nails had pierced his palms.

After a few minutes, Geng Feng finally let go of his hands, but began to whisper again: "So now, what should I do?" To die? Continue to live like this? As he spoke, Geng Feng spread out his hands and looked at the several wounds on his palms that had been punctured by his nails.

"Or just live like this, after all, I promised them. Phew, Geng Feng, Geng Feng, you're still afraid of death after all. What promised them, but he didn't have the courage to end his life. It's been a year like this, and since you don't want to die, let's live like this for a day. In other words, choose a good day, and then die a little bit of value. ”

Geng Feng slowly stood up, rubbed his dazed head, and looked at the security door. Outside the door, you can still see the figures of three or two zombies swaying sporadically. One of them happened to be right next to the iron gate, and the others were far away. Their gray skin, their staggering steps, and the dried blood on the corners of their mouths all indicate that they are no longer human.

Geng Feng walked to the security door and looked through the small iron window at a zombie hovering close outside the door. Geng Feng stood like this for nearly 5 minutes, but the zombie didn't notice it at all, and several times Geng Feng almost faced the zombie. Every time he faces each other, Geng Feng always blows at the right time, he hasn't brushed his teeth for three days, and the alcohol mixed with food has undergone a full reaction in the mouth, as long as the smell is there, he will definitely be able to smell it, if the other party has a sensitive sense of smell, there should be no problem with causing great damage to his nose.

'It seems that there is no sight, no sense of smell, no auxiliary senses such as heat sensing, so how do these zombies track living creatures?' ’

Thinking about it, Geng Feng stretched out his hand and flicked it lightly on the railing, the sound was not very loud, but the zombies wandering in front of the door shook as if they had taken stimulants, and walked towards the safety door. Reach for the position of the railing of the security door window.

Geng Feng took a step back, stared at the restless zombie, glanced at the electronic watch on his wrist, and then sat on the ground and looked at the zombie, waiting for time to pass.

The zombies lying at the door, their bodies exuding bursts of rancid smell, and the saliva in their mouths flowed out uncontrollably.

Looking at it, Geng Feng couldn't help but think of a question, 'What are zombies?' What is the difference between a human and a zombie? From a biological point of view, zombies are also living organisms, but it seems that they have no mind, no soul, and no self, and their eating instinct dominates their will, just like a drunk who drinks to the point of delirium and is dominated by the consciousness of eating. Your consciousness has been lost, and your body is dominated by instinct.

If they were conscious, they would be in pain. Or are they heartless? So, if there is a day when I have no heart to ache, what am I? ’

When Geng Feng slowly came back to his senses, the zombie was still stubbornly scratching the metal door, and the sound was harsh and harsh.

After waiting for another minute or two, the zombies at the door were still scratching the iron door unremittingly, so Geng Feng stood up and planned to tidy up his guns if he had time, but at this time, the sound on the door suddenly stopped. The zombie seemed to have lost interest and stopped scratching at the metal door. After seeing this phenomenon, Geng Feng immediately stepped forward and knocked on the railing of the window, but the zombie still lingered there as if he was completely unaware of it.

Geng Feng glanced at his watch, and it had been 30 minutes since he had attracted zombies to scratch the door before, "Now that zombies are no longer sensitive to sound, does that mean that after continuous stimulation of hearing, zombies' hearing will fail for a period of time?" It's like a person who has temporary deafness and tinnitus after being exposed to a lot of noise for a long time. ’

Thinking of this, Geng Feng squatted down and picked up a bullet casing, and tapped it on the metal window edge of the security door. At the same time, he looked at the tattered electronic watch. After about 5 minutes, the zombie crawled on the iron door and scratched as if it had found its prey.

'5 minutes, after 30 minutes of continuous sound influence, the zombie's hearing will be out of order for about 5 minutes. Is this a common phenomenon or an isolated case, is it not that all zombies are like this only by hearing? This needs to be further investigated. ’

Geng Feng left the security door and walked to the place where the goods were piled up, trying to see what could be used. The result was very gratifying, the store's stock level was very good, and there were many guns that the U.S. government did not allow for sale, but Geng Feng found them from a relatively hidden corner.

There are also men's/women's uniforms for the U.S. National Guard, which would be of some use if they wore them. The girl named Gao Shenghan dared to run away with those people in denim shorts and a suspender shirt, and her nerves were really big.

Shook his head and put aside the messy thoughts. Geng Feng began to take off his clothes until only a pair of big pants remained. Walked to the place where the combat uniform was placed, and picked out a well-fitting one to change into. Roughly treated the wound on the palm of his hand that had been punctured by a fingernail. Then put on a pair of open-toed black gloves.

After getting dressed properly, Geng Feng began to choose equipment. Two 19-hairs with mufflers. Lo. G-17 pistol, five or six magazines. Gently touching his chin, he picked up a Frankie shotgun #bullet # gun and configured a . The bullet belt was tied to the chest. After that, Geng Feng found a thin bag and filled it with a large number of deer bullets and large shotguns. Later, he found a small cloth bag and found some special bullets that he happened to find, which were few in number but had great effect.

After getting some equipment, Geng Feng came to the iron window of the security door, touched his chin and looked at the lone zombie who had been tested before. After watching for a few seconds, he stood silently behind the iron door, and then slammed it open. Losing the obstruction of the iron door, the loss lying on the door directly pounced into the house and was tripped and fell to the ground by Geng Feng. At the same time as the zombie pounced, Geng Feng quickly closed the door.

The zombie slowly got up, and as in the previous test results, it made a sound as it closed the door, and crawled towards the iron door again, scratching the iron door up and down with both claws, as if the iron door had a great enmity with him.

Geng Feng took out the unloaded shot# bullet# gun, and tapped the back of the zombie with the muzzle, and the zombie was still scratching the iron door as if he didn't realize it. Geng Feng frowned, and then continued to click on the zombies' bodies with the muzzle of his gun, most of which were unresponsive. However, two of these positions have been tested and react when touched to an object. Hands, especially palms and fingers, if they touch an object, the zombie will grab the object it touches and send it directly to its mouth; If the mouth is touched, it will bite directly and try to chew.

Feeling that the test was almost in progress and that there was no more useful information, Geng Feng put away the gun and wiped the muzzle of the gun with a piece of waste paper. Shoot a good bullet at a time, close the insurance. Putting the gun on his back, he slowly leaned towards the zombie, and grabbed one of the zombie's arms. In less than 10 seconds, the zombie who was scratching the iron door with full energy before was lying on the floor, all the limbs were weirdly bent, and the bones inside had been broken into several sections, feeling uneasy, Geng Feng made up a few more feet, completely crushed the bones at the joints of the limbs, and looked at these limbs that were as soft as noodles, and the hands and feet could no longer support the movement of this zombie anyway, Geng Feng was relieved. But the zombie still writhed back and forth like a fish. Even if only the spine can move, it keeps squirming with the strength of its lower back. Geng Feng took a few daggers.

The first one was directly stabbed into the heart by Geng Feng, and there was no reaction, and the zombie was still not dead. Geng Feng turned the zombie over, and inserted a knife into the joint of a spine in the back and hip bone slightly down, and the movement was precise and skillful.

Geng Feng knew very well that doing so would directly cut off the spinal cord, and if it was a human, it would be fatal. But after waiting for a few minutes, the zombie was still alive, but it was obvious that his lower limbs were completely unable to move on their own, and he was turned on the front again. After determining that the destruction of the spinal cord had a certain effect, Geng Feng pinched the zombie's neck with both hands, and suddenly listened to the sound of "click", the zombie's tibia had been fractured, but judging from his open mouth and still writhing upper body, this "Xiaoqiang" was still alive and strong.

Touching his chin, Geng Feng continued to analyze, 'It seems that the slight destructive effect is still not ideal', thinking that Geng Feng stabbed a dagger through the side of his neck and cut it off by inserting it along the connecting gap of a tibia. At this moment, the zombie's entire body instantly stopped functioning, and lay there motionless. But the mouth is still open and closed.

Geng Feng stabbed the dagger into the back of the zombie's head with his backhand, and the little strong creature finally stopped all movements. Wiped the blood off the dagger and put the knife into the sheath, Geng Feng touched his chin again and thought about it.

'There are only two key points, cervical spine and brain tissue, and it seems that they want to ensure that they are killed......