Jiang Feng didn't stop too much, after picking a Nepalese (Gurkha scimitar), he left this military store, he was not greedy, it was better to leave some weapons and equipment for the survivors who might survive!

Jiang Feng held two knives in his hand, slowly but firmly moving towards his target, along the way, occasionally zombies walked by, Jiang Feng either cleaned them up, or stopped and let them pass.

There must be all kinds of crises in the supermarket, and Jiang Feng didn't want to waste his physical strength on the way.

"It's a bit like Alice (Resident Evil) possessed, Ghost Hunter (Crossfire)? That's an uncle, not for me. I go, what are I thinking, when is this, am I still in the mood to think about this? Jiang Feng thought to himself, it really feels like a game!

Finally, when he came to the door of the supermarket, Jiang Feng looked at the corpse lying at the door and took a deep breath. Although, the air is filled with the smell of blood and rotting corpses.

"Let's hope there are still survivors!" This was Jiang Feng's last thought before entering the supermarket.

Looking at the elevators that had stopped running and the storage cabinets, Jiang Feng's first thought in his heart was that the elevators of Doomsday were not easy to use.

However, this elevator is an elevator leading to the inside of the supermarket, and since it has stopped running, it has to be walked.

Jiang Feng has been to this supermarket, the food area is on the third floor, and his goal is originally supplies, so he didn't stay too much on the first and second floors, basically after confirming safety, he came to the third floor. He doesn't have a lot of time, so he tries to save as much time as possible.

3rd floor, former food area.

The food that used to be neatly arranged on the shelves is now scattered all over the floor. At a glance, it can be seen that it was overturned to the ground in the chaos, and then, it was trampled to debris.

The shelves and shelves were also knocked to the ground, the bottles and cans on the ground were shattered, and the soy sauce mixed with blood emitted an even more pungent smell.

The chandelier on the ceiling is also flickering, giving people a more eerie and eerie feeling!

Walking slowly, Jiang Feng's eyes shuttled back and forth between the leftover food on the shelves and the food that fell to the ground, looking for something that could be used and could restore physical strength or energy.

But it's a pity that basically those foods have been broken in the packaging bags, and I don't know if they are infected, but Jiang Feng will not be stupid enough to touch those things, let alone eat them.

Some snacks were also directly ignored by Jiang Feng, and Jiang Feng himself was unwilling to eat any snacks, let alone drink carbonated drinks.

"Strange!"

Suddenly, Jiang Feng noticed that something was wrong. In front of a milk counter, the shelves were mostly intact, but there was no intact milk on the floor or on the shelves, only a few bottles of broken milk lay there.

In other words, someone has moved the milk away. Also, judging by the amount of people who have moved away, it is estimated that there are quite a few people.

Of course, it is not excluded that they were moved out in batches.

But if they move away in batches, how do they keep the milk? Could it be that there is a second person who has illusion and space? Obviously not, then, there is only one answer, that is, the amount of milk used is indeed very large, and it was moved around the same time.

Such a large amount can only prove one thing, there are survivors.

"There are no zombies in this area, that is, what are the zombies attracted to. It seems that those survivors are still in this supermarket! At least not too far! After Jiang Feng analyzed the data, he picked up the only complete carton of milk found on the ground, threw it into the space, ate some compressed biscuits and drank some water, and then began to search.

Following the somewhat messy but relatively clean footprints on the ground, Jiang Feng quickly determined the direction.

Why are you sure? There are more or less blood stains on the zombies, and the blood flows down the clothes to the pants, and then from the pants to the feet, the clean ground of the mall, isn't it a footprint?

The footprints were one after another, and the blood stains were both clear and very blurry.

"It looks like one of the survivors was injured. I don't know if it will mutate after being injured. Jiang Feng frowned tightly, and unconsciously pinched the double knife Nepal in his hand.

……

In a locker room, a group of men and a group of women, both surviving employees and customers of this mall. After the crisis erupted, they ran here and gathered.

Through the glass on the door of the locker room, you can clearly see that there are more than a dozen zombies wandering outside.

These zombies were brought in when they risked their lives to carry milk, and after the locker room door was closed, the zombies returned to their "lazy" state without hearing any movement.

"Are we going to die?" A female customer curled up in a corner, holding a half-drunk bottle of cow *** tightly in her hand and draping her hair on her shoulders, said in a low voice but with a little fear.

The other woman did not speak, but walked over and put her arm around her as a sign of comfort, but a touch of sadness could be seen in the women's eyes, because none of them thought they would be able to live. They have survived until now because of those men, without whom they would have died long ago.

But in the process of carrying the milk, the strongest person in the entire temporary team, a person who learned sanda, was infected!

A man sitting by the door said: "Don't worry, this disaster has happened for so long, the police and the military must have been dispatched, then this large supermarket will definitely become a search target, as long as we persist, we will definitely be rescued!" ”

And another man sitting opposite him said: "You don't know how strong these zombies are, besides, are you sure that there is no infection within the police and military?" In such a large crowd gathering place, maybe even their own interior needs to be rescued. ”

These two people are brothers from the upper and lower bunks in a school class and a dormitory, and they usually like to fight, but now, although the two of them are also fighting, they are telling the truth.

The women huddled together, and the two men by the door watched every move outside, preventing the zombies from noticing.

As for the rest of the men, they made rudimentary weapons, some kind of chair with an iron tied to the leg, or something.

"Here, take it!"

A slightly older flat-headed man walked over and handed each of the two brothers a sharpened iron bar.

"You young people, you have the strength and can fight, the best equipment will be used for you!"

The two brothers took the iron rod and looked at the women and men behind them, their eyes flashing with sadness.

……

"Da, da, da!" Jiang Feng walked step by step, and did not deliberately suppress his footsteps, not that he was not afraid of the appearance of zombies, but that he found a lot of zombie corpses. Almost all the zombies are the same, their heads have been opened, and their brains are flowing all over the ground.

If you put aside the zombies killing each other, it is someone who specializes in cleaning up zombies! Being able to make zombies die in the same way means that they have either undergone rigorous training, or they are phantom fighters!

"It seems that someone has become a phantom fighter again!" Jiang Feng was looking forward to it in his heart, looking forward to what kind of ability another phantom fighter was.

After turning an aisle, Jiang Feng stopped. Looking at the group of zombies in front of him, Jiang Feng muttered to himself: "Impossible, all the zombies in front have been cleaned up, but why are there so many left?" Could it be that my reasoning is wrong, and there are no new Phantom fighters? Jiang Feng didn't plan to do more "communication" with this group of zombies, turned around, and was about to leave, when suddenly his eyes swept away, at the end of this group of zombies, there was a door, and there was a window on the door, and through this window, Jiang Feng obviously saw two figures.

"Hmph, even if the reasoning is wrong, it doesn't matter, at least the survivors have found it." Jiang Feng stopped, and was about to walk towards the locker room, but stopped again, "Wait, the reasoning is wrong, that is, it means that there are no phantom fighters, then, those zombies are ......"

Jiang Feng didn't think about it anymore, because the zombies had already discovered him, and time didn't allow him to think about it anymore.

The people in the locker room didn't notice Jiang Feng's arrival, first, there was no light outside, so they couldn't see everything that happened outside, and second, if they stayed in this place for a long time, they would subconsciously think that no one would come here at all. So, neither the people in the locker room nor the two brothers who were guarding the door noticed that a Nepalese man with a double knife was walking over!