Zhao Xinghua sat bored under the floor-to-ceiling window at the corner of the corridor, fiddling with the military thorn in his hand, thinking about how to use this thing to open the security door, and the chance of being able to enter the room and survive would be much greater. When I got up to open the door before dark, my right hand touched the pistol strapped to my leg, and I laughed to myself. It is customary to solve problems with cold weapons, ignoring the advantages of hot weapons. Now in a much better mood, I took out my pistol and walked to the security door farthest from the fire door, turned sideways to the door, screwed the silencer on the barrel of the gun, raised the pistol and pulled the trigger on the security door lock. "Smack!" The volume is not very loud, just like the sound of clapping. But it still caused a riot of zombies near the door, and the fire door made a thumping sound.

Zhao Xinghua scolded secretly, took a few steps to the position where he was sitting by the window just now, stretched out his hand to open the window, glanced at it, leaned at the window downstairs, raised his gun to "pop" and shattered the glass, and then took out a grenade to pull out the safety, threw the grenade into the broken hole, and ran back to the door, there was a loud bang downstairs, and the whole building had a strong earthquake, Zhao Xinghua took advantage of the chaotic roar of the zombies outside, and fired two shots on the door lock of each door.

Then he crouched down and began to fiddle with the broken lock, this time quickly opening the first door, and the wooden door inside was also smashed with a gun. The room is neatly furnished. Pushing the door and taking a look, Zhao Xinghua knew that this house was safe. Then I took the time to open the doors of the other rooms. Ready to be used as a long-term living space. Then a large mahogany sofa was pushed out from the house closest to the staircase and blocked in front of the fire door. Do everything before you start rummaging in the kitchen of every house. Not bad, there was water in the water dispenser, and there were even two buckets of unopened drinking water in the kitchen of one household, and a full tank was found in the water storage tank of a kitchen water purifier. At least drinking water for half a month is no problem.

There is not a lot to eat, and it is not a big problem to last for a week. The current situation is much better than when he first entered the corridor, and Zhao Xinghua is very optimistic. Then I ran to the window in the corridor and looked down, it was very chaotic below, but the zombie hadn't broken the security door yet, and if the door was open inward, it might have been knocked open soon. The glass windows of that house were shattered, and the exploding grenade did not cause the items in the room to burn, which made Zhao Xinghua breathe a sigh of relief. I also secretly regretted that if I opened the door with a pistol earlier when the helicopter did not leave, I would have had a chance to call for help from other windows. I still did not enter the role of a soldier, and for the first time ignored the role of thermal weapons.

I searched carefully in each room, and I didn't find lifesaving ropes and other rappelling supplies, and the quilt covers in each room were tied together about only about 20 meters in length, and this is the 27th floor, which is far from enough to reach the length of the ground, not to mention that the streets outside are still full of zombies, and now it's going down to die.

Zhao Xinghua, who was bored, came to the direction corresponding to the window on the 25th floor and hung a notebook with a clothesline.

"How many of you are there? How long will it be enough to survive? ”

After waiting for a while, I saw that someone was pulling the rope, and I knew that the person below saw the book, and after waiting for a while, the rope shook twice. Zhao Xinghua lifted the notebook.

"There are five of us, all neighbors, and we have enough to eat, but the water was gone two days ago. Are you the troops who came to the rescue? ”

"It's just been out of the way, I'm the only one here now, don't worry, there will be rescue soon."

The most feared thing in the last days is to lose the hope of survival, Zhao Xinghua understands that the people downstairs can hold on for so long, and they are still waiting for a miracle to happen without giving up.

After hanging a bucket of unopened bottled water, Zhao Xinghua casually found a room to lie down and rest, thinking about how to attract the zombies away. I fell asleep unconsciously, thinking wildly, dreaming of some good times before the end of the world......

There was nothing to do all night, and after dawn, Zhao Xinghua moved his body, found a can of 3-stage baby milk powder, and casually made some for breakfast. It's just a little larger than the baby's, and I eat a small half can at a time. Idle and bored, I saw that there were a few empty milk powder cans in the room, picked up one, walked to another house, the side behind the building, leaned on the window and looked down, threw the iron can, and learned that not long ago I was disgusted with Pan Qiang doing big things, throwing objects in the air, and heard the sound of "poof" crashing and rolling every few seconds, and soon gathered a lot of zombies, and looked up into the air for some reason.

Zhao Xinghua thought that even if he led the zombies in front of the building to the back, it would be more convenient to go out as much as he could, so he turned back, took out a few empty cans, and threw them to different positions behind the building, the first two still had sounds, and when the third was about to land, a fast figure pounced out of a third-floor window and grabbed the jar. Zhao Xinghua was a little angry, this guy ruined his interest, and threw the 50-inch LCD TV in the room again, this time no zombies could stop it, the TV did not fall on the open ground, and smashed on the roof of an SUV car parked downstairs, and began to sound a piercing alarm, and more zombies began to gather nearby. The silence of the city was shattered by the car's burglar alarm, and Zhao Xinghua kept throwing the items in the room at the neatly parked vehicles downstairs. Immediately, various sirens sounded one after another.

I ran to the fire door in the corridor again, put my head on it, and heard the footsteps of the zombies in the corridor moving downward.

Zhao Xinghua found a way to let the zombies go downstairs, and he was in a good mood. Collect some pots and pans and keep smashing them down at the vehicle. After a busy morning, I ran back to the door of the staircase passage and listened, as if it was really quiet inside. Unapprehensively, he knocked twice again, but there was no response. Carefully removed the mahogany sofa, gently untied the armed belt tied to the doorknob, opened the door and looked inside, but there was no movement. Pull out two military thorns, quietly go up, 28th floor, no, 29th floor, 30th floor, two more floors to reach the rooftop.

When he went up to the corner of the 31st floor lightly, Zhao Xinghua heard a wheezing sound of "ho he", zombies do not breathe with lungs, but the tissues and organs of the body are still preserved, and the heart is the same, zombies also have a heartbeat, but they no longer rely on the heart to beat to maintain blood circulation in the body, do not need blood to transport oxygen, it is to absorb energy in other forms, zombies are more like a carrier controlled by the virus.

According to the direction of the voice, Zhao Xinghua deduced that there was only one there, and gently tapped the wall with the military thorn in his hand, and the zombie on it really moved downward, and at the position where the zombie was just over the corner, Zhao Xinghua swung his right hand military thorn upwards violently, and stabbed the zombie head that had just leaked out from his chin. Gently put it down, continued to walk up cautiously, came to the top floor, and saw that there were still seven or eight zombies on the roof platform here, Zhao Xinghua stepped out of the stairs and closed the door with his hand. He hadn't paid attention to these few yet, and there were many corpses lying on the ground, which had been killed by rushing up yesterday, and there were no less than thirty of them. The smell here is not very good, the corpses of the zombies decompose quickly, and the left-handed military stab stabs backwards with a backhand, piercing into the eyes of the zombies attacking from behind. A skirmish is happening again here.

The battle lasted less than three minutes and ended.

Zhao Xinghua picked up the rope ladder on the ground, saw one end hanging on the safety railing and looked at the broken wound that was obviously broken by a bullet, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and understood the scene at that time.

After moving the bodies together and posing SOS, I turned around and walked slowly downstairs.

There are not many zombies left in the fire staircase, and after Zhao Xinghua slowed down and controlled the footsteps, he basically heard the wheezing sound of the zombies in the corridor in advance every time, so Zhao Xinghua unilaterally attacked and slaughtered all the way.

Until the 15th floor, Zhao Xinghua heard that there were more zombies on the lower floors, so he stopped moving forward and turned back up. When he came to the fire door on the 25th floor, Zhao Xinghua passed through the fire door that was knocked out of shape, and there were a lot of things blocked in the corridor, and he had no way to push it open. Just as he was about to return to the 27th floor, when he put down his notebook from the window to inform them to open the door, he saw someone inside coming out of one door and walking towards another household, Zhao Xinghua hurriedly spoke.

"Hey."