"What kind of place is this? How did I get here? ”

They were still at Fang Hao's house just now, and when they opened their eyes, they came to another place, and Mao Tou was very surprised.

There are no electric lights, and there are torches on the walls, which looks like a basement.

"There's a ladder there, follow the ladder and climb it up."

Mao Tou followed the direction pointed by Fang Hao, and sure enough, he saw a ladder, he put down the storage box in his hand, walked to the ladder, and looked up, it was a narrow and long hole, and there were several torches in the middle to illuminate it.

"So deep!" Maotou felt even weirder.

He climbed up the wooden ladder, dozens of meters of the ladder, and his arms were sore after climbing up.

He opened the cover of the cave and came to the ground, where there was a small room with an iron door.

Fang Hao also climbed up, then opened the iron door, and the two of them walked out of the storage room.

Zitong and a few people were waiting in the living room on the first floor of the small building, it was already three poles of the sun, Fang Hao had not yet appeared, and their breakfast had not yet landed.

"Brother Hao, who is this person?" Zitong saw that Fang Hao was followed by a little boy with an immature face, so he asked Fang Hao.

Fang Hao briefly introduced them.

Zitong glanced at Maotou deeply: "There is another eater, Maotou, this name is really strange." ”

Ye Xiaomin smiled and said, "Little brother, how old is it?" ”

"Fifteen years old."

Hu Zihua also greeted Maotou one after another.

Maotou felt very novel, these people were all wearing camouflage uniforms, with pistols at their waists, crossbow arrows on their backs, and all of them were carrying a big bag, I don't know who they were, but looking at their attitude towards Fang Hao, they were all very respectful, and they should have followed Fang Hao.

"Mercenaries? This is Africa? Southern Asia? ”

Mao Tou likes to read military novels about mercenaries the most, and immediately makes up their identities, no wonder Brother Hao said that the police will never find them, it turns out that they are all underground organizations.

But how did he get here?

Fang Hao beckoned Zitong to come over, and then handed her a hunting knife and a small bottle of antibiotics: "After eating, take him out for a casual stroll, don't run too far." ”

Zitong seemed to understand something, and a playful expression appeared on his face: "Yes!" Brother Hao! ”

Mao Tou was looking at the small building he was in, this small building was also very strangely built, the windows were triangular, the house looked a little dilapidated, the house was very old, but it was very clean.

Over there, Fang Hao took out a large pile of instant noodles and two bags of sausages, and threw them to Zitong and asked her to make breakfast.

There used to be a time when Maotou ate instant noodles almost every day, and when he saw instant noodles, he frowned, and the conditions here seemed to be very difficult.

"Wow, instant noodles, I haven't eaten them in days, that's great!"

"And ham sausage, I really want to die!"

"I eat barbecue every day, I'm tired of eating, but instant noodles are the best."

Hairy head listened, barbecue? When is instant noodles better than barbecue?

Breakfast was quickly prepared, and Mao Tou saw them eating instant noodles as if they were eating a big meal, and his expression was so enjoyable.

In the corner not far away, the young man named Chen Zheng stuffed something into his mouth with a sad face.

Maotou barely ate a small half bowl of instant noodles, and he didn't want to eat it.

"What's the matter, little brother, aren't you hungry? Aren't you eating? Ye Xiaomin asked strangely.

Maotou nodded: "I'm not very hungry." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the bowl in his hand was snatched away by Hu Zihua: "If you don't eat it, give it to me, don't waste it." ”

The hairy head and chin are about to fall off, and there are still people grabbing instant noodles to eat?

As soon as he finished eating, Zitong stuffed Mao Tou with a short knife: "Take it, I'll take you out to play." ”

Do you need a knife when you go out? Maotou was puzzled.

As soon as he followed Zitong out, his hairy head crashed instantly.

What a formation!

The wooden thorns all over the yard, the spikes pointed to the sky, are very scary.

After opening the gate, Mao Tou saw a simple suspension bridge at a glance - two days ago, Fang Hao felt that it was not convenient to enter and exit, so he made a small suspension bridge and placed it at the gate.

Under the drawbridge, there is a deep trench, the ditch is full of palpitating thorns, and the inside and outside of the ditch are also full of thorns, which is like a small city in the war era.

"What is this for? Is this a defense against an enemy attack? Don't you want to be like a great enemy? Maotou became more and more confused.

Built in the wilderness, the mountains are full of wild grass and trees, and it looks very much like the wild land of Africa.

He followed Zitong like a wooden man, not knowing where she was going to take him to play.

After the two of them crossed a hillside, Zitong stopped and pointed not far away: "Maotou, do you see that guy?" Go, kill it! ”

Mao Tou looked at it, and saw a person walking towards them crookedly, looking strange.

"Kill him?" Maotou wondered if he had misheard.

Although he had just killed someone, it was for a reason, this person had no grudges against them, and killed him without saying a word when they met, what the hell is this?

"yes, go over and kill it!" After Zitong finished speaking, he sat down on the grass, looked up at the sky leisurely, and admired the blue sky and white clouds in the sky.

Maotou was holding a hunting knife, wondering if Zitong was joking with him.

"Woohoo!" Hearing a strange scream, the man walked faster and faster, and Chong Maotou came over.

When he got a little closer, Mao Tou saw the person's appearance clearly, oh my God, where is this person, it's clearly a monster!

This monster was ragged, his eyes were hollow, his face was black and purple, his teeth were bared, and his appearance was very terrifying.

"Oh my god! Hell yes! Isn't this a zombie! "After all, Maotou is still a half-grown child, who has never seen this thing, he is so frightened that he turns his head and runs.

How can there be zombies here? Could it be that there are zombies in Africa? Mao's head is about to explode, and he can't figure out where he is.

The zombie is the most sensitive to loud noises and moving objects, and it doesn't even look at the child sitting on the ground, and chases after Maotou like crazy.

Maotou ran in a panic for a while, and when he looked back, although the zombie was a little farther away from him, it was difficult to get rid of it for a while.

He looked again, and found that Zitong was not afraid, and was still sitting on the grass, looking at him from a distance with a smile.

Maotou had an idea, went around in a circle, and ran back to Zitong.

"I said......" Mao Tou gasped, "You know it's a zombie, right?" Why not help me! ”

Zitong giggled, "Help you? Are you a man? The knife in your hand is vegetarian? ”

Maotou suddenly understood, isn't this the legendary knife to go out! It's all about ...... It's all about zombies?

Maotou was suddenly annoyed, he looked at the zombies running this way, and yelled at Zitong: "You have a gun in your hand!" Of course you're not afraid, I only have a knife, and I can beat zombies? ”

Zitong glanced at him: "Weak chicken!" Then he ignored him.

Maotou was very angry, he didn't run away, just watched the zombies coming, anyway, he hid behind Zitong to see who the zombies would bite first.

The zombie got closer and closer, and in a blink of an eye, they were in front of them, and Mao Tou could clearly see the disgusting ugly face of the zombie and its sharp teeth.

At this time, Zitong was still sitting on the ground, and Maotou was really panicked: "You run!" If it doesn't work, shoot it! Pull out your gun! ”

Seeing that the zombies were only a few steps away from them, Zitong was still sitting there motionless like a blind man, gritting his teeth and holding a hunting knife, blocking in front of Zitong.

"Stop! If you don't stand still, you're welcome! Mao Tou waved the hunting knife in front of him to give himself courage.

With a wave of the zombie's arm, Maotou's arm was hit hard, the knife almost fell off, and his body stumbled, almost falling to the ground.

"What a strong zombie!" Mao Tou was shocked and frightened, and hurriedly took two steps back, almost hitting the child behind him.

"Your ass stinks!" Zitong slapped Maotou's buttocks, and Maotou involuntarily pounced on the zombie.

When the zombie saw Maotou bumping into him, he immediately stretched out his two palms and grabbed Maotou, and at the same time opened his mouth wide, ready to enjoy fresh food.

Maotou was so frightened that his soul was about to fly, so panicked that the hunting knife in his hand stabbed continuously, and a few times he pierced a few blood holes on the zombie's body, but the zombie seemed to have no feeling at all, and as soon as he hugged his arm, he grabbed Maotou, and the blood basin opened his mouth, and he was ready to start at Maotou's head.

"It's over! It's dead! This damn kid ......"

Mao Tou was in despair, and suddenly saw a small pink fist appear on the zombie's head.

With just one punch, the zombie's head was dented deeply.

"Plop!"

The zombies fell headlong to the ground.

Maotou escaped death, and he looked at Zitong in amazement. I saw Zitong holding a grass stalk in his mouth, and his eyes were full of disdain.

"Weak chicken!"