ACT22: During the time that Garfield was not at home and the three of them were observing the surroundings, the guards on the corner tower had not moved, perhaps because the walking corpses outside the walls had attracted all his attention, so that he did not even notice the four rats slipping behind him.

The acne girl finally crawled over slowly, her face was covered with sweat and dirt, and her hair was stained with blades of grass, looking very embarrassed.

Song Jiu dragged her to his side and asked, "Does the living corpse have a gun?" ”

"The guards don't seem to have any." The acne girl can't tell, she managed to escape on the way away, and she is basically blind to the guards here.

"Like?" Song Jiu shook his head and smiled bitterly, the railway guerrillas said that there was strong armament here, but the militia guarding here was at most a home-made shotgun, which was not up to it at all

The grade of "Tutu Tu Tu". If

"Tutu Tutu" is all here, isn't it just their three boning knives to play hooligan? Thinking of this, Song Jiu suddenly froze, then thought of something, and hurriedly asked the acne girl: "How many guns have you seen in the camp?" Is there only a gun for the guard at the door? ”

"Ahh Yes, shotguns are generally not used, and the river bank is opposite the wild mountains, and the gunfire is too loud, which can easily attract the walking corpse. The acne girl didn't know why he asked, tilted her head and thought about it, and said, "Those living corpses that escorted supplies and survivors have a lot of guns, all like in the movie, which is cool." Song Jiu was relieved, so he said, if the guards have a large amount of them

"Tututu", if you want to do a living corpse, it's not like playing? According to the hidden attributes of Chef Niangjia, she will never blindly forbear and compromise.

In this way, when the railway guerrillas came to exchange for supplies, they should have happened to meet each other

The "Living Corpse Feeding Team" returns. However, this is just speculation, and Song Jiu didn't dare to be too big, and after thinking about it, he decided to use a stupid method and pretend to be a fool first.

At least understand the number of personnel and armament of the other party first, if it really doesn't work, just wait, if the kitchen Niangjia is all done, then pull a large force to attack.

So far, Song Jiu has only seen a living corpse once, for this kind of sudden straddle between humans and walking corpses

The "new species" is largely unknown. The living corpses encountered in the county that night were very stylish, and it could be seen that they didn't seem to be afraid of the walking corpses, and one guy was shot, and he looked like he was fine.

Although Song Jiu has been saying

"Can you die with a knife in the head", but in fact he really doesn't know if it will work.

It's come to this point, no matter how much thinking and speculation is useless, it's still the acne girl who said it's reasonable, just give it a try.

Song Jiu explained to Ah Hai and the others with a solemn face, especially telling them not to move. Ah Hai and Song Jiu have not been for a short time, and the previous routine was to punch the master to death, and sometimes they rushed up regardless of the strong enemy.

This time against the strange living corpse, it is obviously more calm, and if you should admit it, you must admit it, and you must not force it.

Leaning short to the other side of the rusty door, he completely disappeared from the sight of the guard of the corner tower, put the boning knife into his sleeve, rubbed his face, put on a harmless appearance, and turned sideways to knock on the door.

"Bang bang." The red door is not solid, the sound is not thick, Song Jiu deliberately lightened his movements in order not to attract the attention of the corner tower, he never thought that the iron sheet was too thin, and the movement was still a bit big.

Ah Hai, who was leaning against the corner, looked at the corner tower, turned around and gave him a thumbs up, which meant that there was no response from above, and the walking corpse friend still firmly attracted the attention of the guards.

There was no movement in the corner tower, and there was no movement in the warehouse. Song Jiu's smirk's expression was about to stiffen, but there was still no response inside.

"Bang bang." This time with a little force, the rust on the door was shaken. Still no response.

Song Jiu looked at the acne girl behind him suspiciously, and moved his mouth: "What's the matter?" The acne girl spread her hands and said she didn't know either.

"Isn't it? Gone for a walk? Song Jiu's tense strings loosened, and he looked up at the vent, which was too high to climb up.

"Why don't you go back first? Ask Sister Jia? The acne girl was also confused, and she was nervously engaged in a surprise attack as a mouse, but Garfield was not at home.

Song Jiu was hesitating to counteract, and suddenly heard that there seemed to be movement inside, and hurriedly pulled the acne girl behind him, and put his ear to the door to listen.

There was a sound behind the door, faintly messy, as if the prostitute had just taken off the prostitute's clothes, and as a result, the door came to sweep the pornography, and he was yelling.

But the sound was only for a moment, and soon calm returned, and then there was the sound of footsteps, walking very slowly, as if dragging their steps.

Song Jiu was a little nervous, touched the boning knife in his sleeve, forcibly settled his mind, and approached the tightly knit door frame: "Is there anyone?" After a while, a deep male voice came from inside: "What person! Song Jiu looked back at the acne girl, who squeezed his eyebrows at him and motioned for him to hurry up.

"Oh, Sister Jia sent me to get some flour, the canteen is gone." Song Jiubian's nonsense also came casually, hanging his heart and waiting for an echo.

"How much?" The male voice replied.

"......" Song Jiu and the acne girl looked at each other, and said that they were well guarded?

"Two, two bags." The acne girl hurriedly picked up the conversation, and didn't forget to glare at Song Jiu, acting in a full set, halfway NG is not a good actor.

"Wait." After the male voice finished speaking, there was no movement, Song Jiu listened with his ears, and there was that kind of rustling sound inside, and occasionally there was an indistinguishable noise, as if he was rummaging for something.

"You usually receive supplies like this?" Song Jiu suddenly felt a little funny, he knew that the living corpse was so shy, and they were still nervous.

"I haven't received it..."The acne girl also stuck her head on the door, I don't know if she was excited or nervous, and the acne on her face was flushed.

After a long while, the footsteps approached the door again, and the man said, "Stand back." "Song Jiu didn't move, there is no tuyere and no cat's eye on the iron door, can you still see through the wall?

Although his body didn't move, he still said, "Oh, retreat." As soon as he finished speaking, there was a soft 'click', and the iron door opened a gap large enough for a person to move sideways, and an iron chain in the middle was stretched straight, and a gun barrel with a glowing blue light poked out first.

Song Jiu was startled, hurriedly took two steps back, and before he could speak, a flour bag was stuffed out of the crack of the door, because the crack in the door was too narrow, the twenty catties of flour bag was stuck in the middle, and the person behind the door seemed to be pushing out hard, shaking a layer of white noodles.

The two of them were also stupid by the situation at the door, this living corpse is stupid, right? Song Jiu shook his sleeves, grabbed the boning knife in his hand, took two steps forward and asked, "I'll come, shall I come and pull it out?" ”

"Well, ahem." The man coughed dryly twice and raised the muzzle of the gun a few points. Song Jiu bent over and grabbed the corner of the flour bag with his empty hand, pretending to exert force, but actually glanced at it with his spare eyes.

As a result, he saw at a glance that there was a ghost in it, and immediately grabbed the barrel of the gun, pulled it outward, and at the same time the hand holding the knife pierced it hard along the crack of the door, and directly pierced the eye socket of the person leaning against the door frame!

He started too suddenly, and when Ah Hai and the others reacted, Song Jiu had already pulled the person who was stabbed out along the crack in the door, and there was a sudden uproar in the quiet door, and then someone inside exerted force to try to close the iron door.

However, the bag of fatal flour was still stuck in the cracks, and it was indifferent to try inside. Song Jiu pulled out the slender blade, ignored the iron door that was desperately smashing the flour, and squatted down to pick up the corpse's chin.

This is a male corpse, with gray beard, tiger back and bear waist, tightly wrapped in a jungle combat suit, very strong body hair, a meter tall **, and most importantly, this guy is not Chinese.

In addition, the knife that Song Jiu took into the eye socket was not a fatal injury, or to put it another way...... This ghost was dead before he was stabbed.

There was a rolled cut under his neck, the wound was very deep, apparently his throat had been cut with a sharp object, the blood splattered on his chest had turned black, and there was also a wound on the left temple, I don't know how it was made, there was only an open blood hole.

Song Jiu looked up at the acne girl, who looked dazed, obviously she didn't know why there was a dead international friend here.

"Don't you know who's guarding here?" Song Jiu asked.

"Uh... I, I'm not really..."Song Jiu nodded, probably having a plan in his heart, the iron door was no longer closed, and the people inside seemed to have given up.

Song Jiu made a silent gesture, listened attentively, and there was a rapid breathing sound behind the wall opposite him, Song Jiu bent down to help the ghost guy's body up, leaned against the wall, slowly approached the dead man's head to the crack in the door, waited for a few seconds, and suddenly stuffed the corpse back again.

Sure enough, the moment the corpse fell back, a sharp knife came from behind the wall, and the blade stabbed through the front of the ghost's chest, as if stuck between the bones.

Song Jiu no longer hesitated, picked up the corpse's legs and threw them from the chain, and he also lowered his body and drilled through the gaps, Ah Hai and the two followed, scolding angrily, there was the sound of metal entering the flesh and messy running, and then a woman's scream sounded violently.

The acne girl outside the door had round eyes, and hurriedly squeezed in through the crack in the door with her hands and feet in surprise, and did not forget to shout loudly: "Effie! I'm coming! The screaming stopped abruptly, and the messy noise behind the door fell silent.

The acne girl stumbled to her feet, dumbfounded. There were two corpses next to the door, a ghost guy, and a middle-aged unfamiliar face, this man's trouser leg was covered with flour and white ash, and a three-edged spatula was nailed to his forehead, and a pair of eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, and their pupils were already dilated.

Tall materials are neatly stacked against the wall, such as food, clothing, daily necessities, medicines, farm tools, etc., all of which are lined up.

The three of Song Jiu were in a sharp knife formation, facing a passage where materials were piled up, and there were four or five men with nervous faces facing them.

There were piles of food on both sides of the passage, flour and rice on the left, and potatoes in sacks on the right.

"Knock knock" fell all over the ground, dripping and rolling to the acne girl's feet. Behind the men, a long-haired girl with a pretty face suddenly squeezed out, looked at the stunned acne girl at the door, and shouted happily: "Guli!! ”

"Effie!" The acne girl responded affectionately. Then, the two girls pushed away the men who were standing in front of them and rushed to each other, crying with joy and hugging each other tightly.

There was the sound of footsteps running behind the passage, and the two men were squeezed away, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl came out, jumped over with joy, and plunged into Song Jiu's arms: "Brother Jiujiu!" I want to kill you!! ”...