The virus, in the eyes of ordinary people, should be regarded as a plague, it has been breaking out for more than a month, the power in RA County has not been cut off, the Internet is still working, in the era of satellites, even if no one maintains it, these sophisticated instruments can still operate normally for a long time.

But it's just a matter of time, Zhang Jiaming calculated the consumption of food, he was a little surprised, Xiao Hei is just a 4-month-old puppy, but he has grown to the size of a wolf dog!

There are more than 60 pounds, and this still happened within a month! Most of his own food has been eaten by this guy, and his daily food consumption alone is more than twice that of his own!

Touching this guy's head, Zhang Jiaming was speechless for a while, at this rate, he really can't afford to raise this pet, maybe one day there will be no food, this guy will swallow himself!

But this also raises feelings, at least when you are bored, there is a good listener next to you who will not speak against your nonsense for a long time!

I still have to go out to get food, sighed, he began to move the stump leg, the body is now considered strong, but the leg is still disabled, this is a big pity, but also a fatal hidden danger, to solve it, you have to find a suitable weapon to defend yourself!

Back to the tool room on the 6th floor, he began to examine the tools around him, a sharpened steel pipe is very good, but it is a little heavier than fifteen pounds, which is not commensurate, and it also affects the consumption of physical strength.

After putting it down, his eyes turned to the carpentry chisel, the thing was very sharp, it was twenty-five centimeters long, and the handle was nearly 10 centimeters, and it was the same as an extended version of the dagger in his hand, and he could use it too little, and the neighbor next door had an antique spear, but it was a work of art, the pole was made of plastic, and the spearhead was made of iron sheet, and it was okay to scare people with it in his hand, as for dealing with zombies?

Don't even think about it! There are a few iron pipes on the corridor, which are usually used by my father to dry clothes, the size is 2 times the thickness of the thumb, one of which is just the right length, Zhang Jiaming picked it up and compared it, okay, modify it slightly, install the chisel on it, it became a simple spear, these little things didn't take much work, and everything was done, Zhang Jiaming also turned over a fur coat from the master's room next door, which was authentic leather, very thick, but this is not the point.

He values the thickness of the leather, not the cold protection of the leather! When he was a student, Zhang Jiaming learned how to sew clothes from his father, and you will wonder, why didn't he learn it from his mother?

It's also a joke, his father is more honest, and he has lived those hard days, and he also came from his mother, that is, Zhang Jiaming's kind grandmother, and now this work has been passed on to him, and it is not an insult to his ancestors.

Cutting, cutting, and getting a few large pieces of material, Zhang Jiaming began to use a tape measure to compare with his body again, what he has to do is very simple, that is, a few leg guards and handguards, gloves do not need to be made, there are ready-made ones at home, but the protective gear is indispensable, and it is not a joke to be bitten by those things!

After finally getting everything done, Zhang Jiaming put on the leather armor that looked like a beggar in the eyes of outsiders, held the shield tightly, pinned an axe and an ancestral kitchen knife to his waist, and tiptoed out the back door lightly, this time the target was very simple, it was the grocery store of Uncle Wang's house across the street.

Stealth and concealment is not Zhang Jiaming's strong point, too much burden on his body makes his whereabouts exposed, a little sound attracts 2 zombies, just at the corner of the street, one after the other, the low wail shows a little excitement in it, after all, when there are fewer and fewer living people, the food of these zombies is becoming more and more scarce!

Zhang Jiaming looked at those 2 disgusting faces - distorted, dirty, with dim eyes and no human touch! The sharp teeth are exposed, and the flesh is faintly visible between the teeth, no need to ask, it must be human flesh!

Nuo looked at it from a distance, and he couldn't see so many details, and now this terrifying creature was in front of him, and every pore of Zhang Jiaming's body from his soul to his skin was trembling!

He didn't have time to think about it, and the zombie strode two meters in front of him before launching the first attack.

Almost subconsciously, Zhang Jiaming lattice the shield in front of him, and the strong impact almost knocked Zhang Jiaming down, took a few steps back, Zhang Jiaming put up the shield in a panic, and aimed the spear at the zombie that was approaching again, this time, the zombie pounced directly on the shield, and the tip of the spear also smoothly pierced its chest.

Zhang Jiaming twisted the handle of the spear hard, wanting to pull it out and stab it again, but this time the spirit of the ancestors did not bless him, the spearhead was firmly stuck in the ribs of the zombie, and he couldn't pull it out, seeing that a zombie next to him was about to come, Zhang Jiaming had to give up the spear, and instead used the shield to violently push away the entangled zombies, and ran to his back door without looking back!

"Don't go back! Don't go back! There's that too! A shout shocked him! There are living people here!

Damn, how do you think of the plot in Stratholme, although it is also a zombie slaughter city now, it is humans who are slaughtered!

Raise your eyes and look, your retreat is indeed blocked, I don't know how many zombies have emerged from there, dangling around the back door of your house, God!

Is this to destroy my Da Zhang clan!

"Run to the Creek District, there are no zombies there!" It's still that voice, this is more powerful than the global GPS positioning system!

Thanks and thanks, Zhang Jiaming obediently immediately turned around and ran to the river, where there are several forked roads, one leads to the countryside, one can enter the local villa area known as the rich area, and there is a direct national highway line, don't look at it, Zhang Jiaming chose the one that leads to the countryside, even if it is not good to be tracked by zombies, you can also run to the countryside relatives' houses to see if there are still people!

After running for a while, but no zombies were chasing, Zhang Jiaming hurriedly climbed a substation tower and looked to see which master had rescued him!

Sure enough, on the roof of his building, about 150 meters away, a figure appeared, waving something in his hand, at least 400 meters away from where Zhang Jiaming is now.

Because he couldn't see it really, Zhang Jiaming gave up, he just wanted to go home now, and he made a disgraced face when he attacked for the first time, if it weren't for the fact that this stump leg was still competitive, he would really be more than lucky!

Despite the drizzle overhead, Zhang Jiaming still decided to go back immediately, he found something that was very easy to use, zombies are particularly sensitive to sound, and a little sound will let them go to check.

Now he is standing 200 meters away from home, there are more than a dozen zombies wandering in front of him, and he doesn't see anything at the back door, but it is also separated by a wall, and he can't see anything.

After checking a few empty jars in his hand, Zhang Jiaming began to experiment, this is doing with life, but it is worth it!

The first empty can was thrown out, the strength was not good, the accuracy was also a little worse, the can smashed on the edge of a garbage heap 40 meters away, and did not make the sound it should have!

Missed, Zhang Jiaming scolded with a smile in his heart, come again! It's another big inaccurate head throw, this time it's good, it smashes on the head of the zombie closest to Zhang Jiaming!

If it's a stone, the zombie's head will bloom! It's a pity, it's a pity, after wasting a few cans again, Zhang Jiaming has clearly realized the truth of one thing, that is, he has no talent for long-range strikes!

Looking at the watch in my hand, the time has reached 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and in another 2 hours, the sky will be completely dark, and I will be in a completely unfavorable darkness.

This group of plagued Grim Reapers, but they refused to disperse, one by one, wandering around, and the one with the spear stuck in his chest was also inside, but the spear handle was too long, and he was often resisted when he walked, which looked very funny!

You deserve it, let you attack me, Zhang Jiaming slandered himself fiercely! A burst of firecrackers rang out, attracting all the attention of the zombie horde!

Good opportunity, taking advantage of the departure of the zombie group, Zhang Jiaming used the strength of milk and ran desperately to his home, 100 meters, 50 meters, bingo!

Get on the base safely! Entered the back door, regardless of the sweat on his body, Zhang Jiaming hugged Xiao Hei who came up to please, and touched its head affectionately, this guy saw that the master went out and obediently waited at the back door, not leaving an inch, seeing the master come back, Xiao Hei stood up with joy, two hairy claws on Zhang Jiaming's shoulders, and the sticky tongue wanted to have a wet kiss!

Bah, villain, brother doesn't like humans and beasts! Zhang Jiaming, who was smiling on his face, pushed Xiao Hei away, oh no, it's time to call it Da Hei now!

"Come, Hei Hei" Zhang Jiaming took out a piece of cake and threw it to it, Da Hei did not refuse, he swallowed it in two bites when he came to his mouth, wagging his tail and following the master.

Picking up a bottle of mineral water and pouring a few sips, Zhang Jiaming took a breath and dragged his tired body to the roof, he wanted to figure out who saved him.

The grace of dripping water should be reciprocated by the spring, which is a virtue handed down by the ancient Chinese, even if it is the end of the day, it is a good choice to have a stranger to watch and help!

After all, there are really too few living people. Soon, Zhang Jiaming figured out that the person was still an acquaintance, the director of the local forestry public security bureau!

No wonder the sound sounds so familiar! The old man was 50 years old, and he was standing on the roof of the building opposite, holding a sign in his hand!

Zhang Jiaming roared a few times, which can be regarded as attracting the attention of the other party!

"I said, Director Cui, you set off the firecrackers just now?"

"It's me! Xiao Zhang, do you have anything to eat over there? ”

"Yes, I'll send it to you?" Cui Liansheng is the plague god of this street, relying on himself to be a public security, his nostrils are facing the sky all day long, and he is the best in the world when he does things, and he is scolded by the villagers behind him.

But in today's situation, everyone is the end of the world, and no one is better than anyone, not to mention that he has saved himself.

"Xiao Zhang, don't worry, I'll open the door for you, wait!" The old man turned around and was about to go downstairs,

"Hey! I can't get by! Zhang Jiaming saw that there were a lot of zombies gathered nearby, and the old man also saw it, and his expression was a little anxious.

"What then? My daughter and wife are hungry! I'm hungry for 2 days! ”

"Don't worry, I'll figure it out for you." The distance between the two in a straight line is at least 150 meters, separated by 2 streets, several lanes run through it, if there are no zombies, it is a shortcut, and now there are no more deadly traps hiding inside, when the two are at a loss, a few dog barks reminded them,

"I tied the food to the dog! That's enough for you to eat for a few days! When the dog passes, you call it Hei Hei and it will listen to you! ”

"Hey, okay, let it come!" Zhang Jiaming tied a canvas bag for Heihei, which contained half a catty of pickles and fifteen catties of rice, saving some food, enough for three people to eat for four or five days.

There were no zombies at the back door, and after letting go of the black, Zhang Jiaming closed the door and turned back to the top of the building. The old man was nowhere to be seen, and he probably had gone down to the gate of the courtyard to wait for Hei Hei.

After drinking a sip of rice wine, Zhang Jiaming calmed down and waited, he could help a person count as one, after all, it was an old neighborhood, no matter how bad his character was, it was also for his daughter to save Zhang Jiaming, and it was nothing to take a little rice grain, but to repay the kindness just now.

After calculating in my heart, a few catties of rice will pay off the debt of conscience, not bad, cost-effective! Ha ha! Lying comfortably on the chaise longue on the roof, even if a few drops of rain and fog occasionally drift on your body, it is not a big deal.

A quarter of an hour passed, and Xiao Hei's eager roar came from the back door, Zhang Jiaming was clever, and hurriedly ran downstairs, opened the back door, and Hei Hei rushed into the foyer, almost knocking Zhang Jiaming down,

"Look at the dots, bastard!" Zhang Jiaming scolded with a smile, closed the door, and turned around to check on Xiao Hei! It doesn't matter if you look at it, a black line swells up in Zhang Jiaming's head!

"Cui Liansheng! You old brute! Get the hell out of here! On the roof of the building, Zhang Jiaming shouted angrily!

"Is that what you do with the dog who went to save your life? Are you still a human being? Zhang Jiaming looked at Hehe's half-drooping ear with a painful heart, there was a missing horn, and the blood had stopped, but the black expression was not uncommon in pain!

"I, I, I'm also hungry,,,,, Xiao Zhang, you don't remember the villain, not to mention that I did help you just now, if it weren't for my wife and daughter being hungry, it would really not work! I wouldn't do that! Bending his waist, the former majestic bureau chief was gone, and only a middle-aged man with a pleading face was talking about his suffering in a low voice.

"I can't control you so much, my dog was cut by you, only it can get by, look downstairs, how many living dead can my legs run? Last time, it was just my luck! ”

"You tell the dog to come over again, I'll open the door for it, I promise,,,,,,"

"Discuss it yourself!" Interrupting the old man's words rudely, Zhang Jiaming walked back to the house without looking back, and began to take care of Xiao Hei's injury.

Dogs are generally injured by licking their own wounds for simple disinfection, this time the black black wound on the ear, of course, you can't rely on yourself, force down Xiao Hei's head, Zhang Jiaming took a bottle of red star two pot head, pour a little, gently wipe the wound, Xiao Hei knows the owner's mind, the dog's spirituality makes it choose quiet, the effect of alcohol disinfection is very good, at least, it will not make the wound inflamed and fester, the medicine on the third floor of the house next door has helped a lot, Yunnan Baiyao tube is enough, with these two things, Zhang Jiaming's heart is a little more stable.

The dog's self-healing ability is very strong, which is beyond Zhang Jiaming's expectations, at dinner, the wound on the dog's ears is almost invisible, and a circle of fine fluff has also grown, looking at this almost miraculous scene, Zhang Jiaming fell into contemplation.

Could it be that the species began to mutate in the apocalypse? Why hasn't humanity changed? It's impossible, everyone is breathing the same air and eating the same food, why does Xiao Hei's 4-month-old body grow into the size of an adult black back, it is just a soil dog, in the countryside, 30 pounds of earth dogs are considered large!

Blackie has pushed the limits of its population! Thinking of these, Zhang Jiaming couldn't help but feel lost, are human beings a product eliminated from virus infection?

Why does the dog get up and mutate, and he is still a dead cripple? In this meal, Zhang Jiaming ate very little, but Xiao Hei couldn't manage so much, after snoring, he snorted and ate the share of the master who was in a state of distraction.

Spring rain is as expensive as oil, if there are no concrete roads, it must be muddy everywhere like the countryside, the rainy season in the south is long, and this year's rainy season is a little longer.

The change of clothes is not worried, the food is bottoming out day by day, it is close to May, almost all the miscellaneous grains mixed with 200 catties of rice have entered the big black stomach, and the rest is enough to eat for 2 months, which is not the same as the expected time.

Zhang Jiaming began to regret that he shouldn't have gone home with this foodie! Da Hei is getting stronger and stronger, his weight has reached the standard of a giant dog, at least 100 pounds, as strong as a pony, and his black and bright hair is well maintained, because he rarely goes out, this guy is just like a daughter, and he is more and more pampered.

You, you, you, are a big foodie in the world, when I starve to death, you can find something to eat!

Right? Hei Hei's temper is still a puppy, he will only be coquettish to his master, no matter what Zhang Jiaming says, it will listen to it, as if it can understand, if you don't look at the stupid and stupid look, it really looks like that.

Food must be found today, Zhang Jiaming gritted his teeth and looked at the Wang family's grocery store! Bring the big black, this guy can at least carry 50 pounds of goods, the zombies downstairs were attracted by the sound and shadow of Zhang Jiaming opening the door, this time there is one more than the last time, and the leader is still the one with a broken spear in his chest!

Are you my destined adversary? Zhang Jiaming spat a mouthful, the shortage of food made him forget the potential danger, even if he was bitten to death, it was better than starvation!

What's more, he now has a helper, Xiao Hei! If you want to bite me, you'll have to ask my brother first! Zhang Jiaming looked down and saw that Xiao Hei was gone!

Looking at the bricks, this guy has already hid in an alley, and is sneaking out of the way to look at this side with half of his face!

"No righteousness! You're a guy who eats inside and out! "Zhang Jiaming has no way out, either he passes this level today and kills these zombies, or he runs back and waits to starve to death!

With a heart, Zhang Jiaming waved his shield and took the initiative to attack forward. The 4-pound steel axe turned into a silver line in his hand, and slashed at the target - the head of the zombie, learning the lesson of the last time, he decided to try whether the rumored statement of the deadly point of the zombie is correct, and if he is right, he will draw a scoop according to the gourd in the future, even if it is wrong, there is no later, the zombie's disorganized walk disrupted Zhang Jiaming's first blow, and the arm that is a little stronger than ordinary people grabbed the shield of the living, fortunately, these dead people will only push and not grasp, otherwise this time even the shield will be compensated, Zhang Jiaming relies on the shield, and made a few futile attacks, he is not a professional soldier in the era of cold weapons, and he does not understand the importance of pace in ancient warfare, and after a few rounds, unfortunate things happened again, this time it was still the handle of the homemade spear, it just pinned Zhang Jiaming's calf, this time, Zhang Jiaming completely fell on all fours, the shield was still protected on his chest, but the axe had been thrown out a few meters away!

The three zombies screamed and took turns to pounce on the fallen victims! Maybe it's because there is still the protection of the ancestors in the dark, and the zombie with the broken spear in the chest is actually held up by the spear, and he can't make a pounce action at all!

But the two zombies in the back didn't hesitate so much, with a fishy smell, the second zombie successfully pounced on Zhang Jiaming who fell to the ground.

The short delay in front of him bought him enough time to draw another weapon, the rusty ancestral firewood knife!

Zhang Jiaming has never had time to grind it, and he never expected it to make meritorious contributions, but this time it seems that he can only rely on it!

When it was too late, the zombie pounced on the shield, and a big fishy mouth was close at hand! The two sharp front claws also began to scratch the shield, and the weakness of the inconvenient legs and feet was fully manifested at this moment, and the body was twisted forcefully to facilitate the free holding of the right hand holding the weapon!

The opportunity is fleeting, taking the opportunity to swing the shield, Zhang Jiaming swung a knife and slashed the zombie's shoulder, the zombie didn't mind this injury, he just continued to bite, Zhang Jiaming, who was lying on the ground, held the zombie's chest hard, pulled out the firewood knife and swung it out again, the second knife was much better, it was slashing at the zombie's eyebrows, the whole blade went in half, and the zombie's brain was red and white, all of which poured out, surprised, Zhang Jiaming's hand shook, and the knife was completely accompanied by the second zombie!

And the third zombie has bypassed the first unlucky zombie and staggered in! Zhang Jiaming was completely desperate, he didn't have a weapon at hand!