From the first floor to the sixth floor, it is this kind of powerful crushing attack state.

More than a dozen armed followers fought in concert. They had plenty of ammunition on them, and each of them had twenty magazines in their backpacks. Although it is heavy, no one complains about it. Except for a few specially selected strong men who just joined yesterday, the rest are all old people who have gathered along the way and followed Liu Tianming to the present.

They know that their leader is powerful and that they have a chance to become one of the core members of the team.

The follower is tasked with collecting the red patches. According to Liu Tianming's order, after entering the hotel, it is like this below the tenth floor.

The advance is slow.

There are murderous corpses in almost every room. They vary in number and move quickly. On the main attack surface of the corridor, Liu Tianming has always arranged Cao Xinneng and Yang Qingguo as the main force. When more and more murderous corpses appeared in front of them, Zheng Xiaoyue and Liu Fengping led people to rush into the left and right rooms to completely remove all dangerous and hidden dangers.

The biggest enemy is the infected on the roof of the building.

It is at least a nascent body, and Liu Tianming has a very clear understanding of this.

After cleaning the room on the eleventh floor, Liu Tianming stretched out his hand to stop Cao Xinneng, who was about to rush up the stairs.

"Don't be so fast, take a break, pay attention to the vigilance, and let everyone drink some water."

Liu Tianming was very cautious.

The most powerful combat power must be guaranteed, and physical fitness is the key to the battle of mutant infected. If you get tired before you get to the top floor, you probably don't have much chance of winning.

Zheng Xiaoyue pressed the short-distance intercom button on her shoulder: "We are on the eleventh floor, how is the situation over there?" ”

Xie Kun's clear voice came from the microphone: "Everything is normal, no problem." ”

He Chao handed over a bloodstained bottle from behind. Liu Tianming took it and approached his eyes and watched silently.

It was a red patch dug out of the heads of murderous corpses killed along the way, and there were hundreds of them. They were packed in the same bottle, huddled next to each other, like ants frozen in red blood and unable to move.

So far, it's going well.

The most dangerous scenario in Liu Tianming's plan did not happen. This area is a busy city, and the last time I came to investigate, the group of murderous corpses wandering around the perimeter of the hotel was quite large. They were constantly moving, either to somewhere else, or to the fact that they had not used their guns in battle, or that they had not made a seductive sound.

Turning around, Liu Tianming patted He Chao's shoulder vigorously and said seriously: "Be careful, pay attention to protect yourself." Although you have been injected and will not be infected by the virus, the zombies are much stronger than the zombies. Live well, don't die again. ”

He used the word "again".

Liu Tianming will always regard He Chao as Zhang Weili, and even he himself can't tell why. The two people are really alike, literally printed out of a mold.

took out the red patches that had accumulated before from his backpack, combined them with those he had just gotten, and then divided them into almost equal scores, and Liu Tianming handed them to all the team members who followed him one by one.

"Keep your sanity under control, and keep a cool head at all times."

In the most severe tone, he repeatedly admonished: "This is not food, nor is it for you to eat now." This is a medicine that can save lives at critical times. You'd better keep that in mind. ”

This is probably the last reliance of the mutant infected.

As long as there is enough biological nutrition, the damaged body can be repaired in a short time.

The only problem that is troubling is that the mutant cells cannot distinguish between "medicine" and "food". They tend to think of the former as the latter. In their opinion, there is no reason for any food to be left outside. The food must be eaten and entered into the host's body in order to be considered a real acquisition.

Liu Tianming hopes that his deterrent order will work. In any case, he is also a newborn now, and he has absolute deterrent power.

"Almost, let's move on!"

……

Chen Lin stood on the side street on the side of Renmin South Road.

It is a wide road, with tall buildings on the left and right, and the contrasting heights make the street seem narrow. The visual difference is so damn good. The sun is slowly rising from the sky, and the warm air is once again enveloping the earth. Underneath the building was a slanting shadow, dim and not as noticeable as at noon.

It's about ten o'clock in the morning.

Maybe it's not ten o'clock, maybe it's half past nine, or nine forty.

Many industries have no business in the morning. In peacetime, many people have not yet gotten up at this time, and are dreaming in the warm bed.

The exception is the breakfast stalls, which are always so lively and emit an enticing aroma in the steaming water. Dandan noodles, braised pork pot helmet, Zhong dumplings, Korean steamed buns, spicy vermicelli...... It's as if the whole world exists for delicious food, and you can smell the strong aroma wherever you go.

Chen Lin had never felt that it was a kind of happiness before.

But now, she misses the Bai family rice noodles infinitely.

If it weren't for the compulsion of life, no one would want to get up early in the morning to do business.

The same goes for Chen Lin.

She was wearing very thin clothes.

No, it's not just thin, it's a transparent silk pajama. There are thin suspenders on both sides of the shoulders, no bras, and a short skirt that just covers the middle of the legs. The black stockings go all the way up the thighs, taking on the covering function that originally belonged to the pants.

In this season, a coat is also needed anyway.

Chen Lin doesn't like thick clothes. But I had to wear it to keep warm. She felt that this was redundant, anyway, when those men pounced on them, they had to take off their clothes all the same, and it would save them a lot of effort.

She knew she wasn't pretty, she was thin, and her skin was dark.

But hell, such a figure used to be called "skinny", why are girls who like to put coins on their collarbones sought after? Isn't it because of your figure? Men are jerks and perverts, and the virus outbreak has changed their aesthetic overnight———— they now like fat girls, big breasts and fat butts, and sleep on a lot of greasy fat wrapped in skin.

Everyone has their own way of survival. Although food could be found in many parts of the city, Chen Lin couldn't deal with any of the murderous corpses. She had killed two zombies, but after the living corpses appeared, Chen Lin never had a chance to kill them. Although she carries a knife with her at all times, it is to deal with men who want to take advantage of her.

Her area of activity is confined to a very narrow circle.

The men in the neighborhood all knew that Chen Lin was here. Presumably they did so premeditated. Men come and go every day, and there are just a few familiar faces coming and going. They would bring food and water, not in large quantities, just enough for Chen Lin to eat, and sometimes not enough to eat.

What is this?

A big prison?

Chen Lin is not a fool, she gradually sensed the problem from the words of these guests and the number of "fees" thrown to herself.

They seem to be a contradictory combination, and they need their own woman to act as a mediator in the middle. Not the kind of psychiatrist who mediates with words, but physical relaxation.

No one knows about this place except them.

Chen Lin had long since stopped thinking about trying to leave. She saw too many deaths, too many killings. Every day there are survivors who are gnawed by murderous corpses in the streets, and every day there are battles between survivors. Whether humans or mutated creatures, the motivation to stay alive is food.

Me too.

Otherwise, how could you stand here early in the morning, waiting for the guests to visit?

Those men never dictated who Chen Lin belonged to. They exchanged food for Chen Lin as a trading partner. That's probably a good thing. If one of them dies, the balance may be upset. At that time, Chen Lin's peaceful life will be shattered, and she must follow the man who forcibly took her and face the threat from the murderous corpse.

She was hungry.

At more than three o'clock in the morning, Chen Lin was woken up hungry.

The man who patronized him the day before yesterday brought very little food.

It was a small packet of crumpled "Taiping Soda". The amount of milk and salt flavor is about three or four. I was afraid that this little food would not be enough to feed even a mouse, but Chen Lin was forced to meet the man's various requests on the bed, and then watched him leave satisfied.

She had made a pact with the men: as long as she stood here in revealing and sexy clothes, some man would soon appear.

Chen Lin didn't like this "job".

She used to sit in an office, that is, she was understood by outsiders as a "special secretary" who was responsible for the daily life of her boss. Actually, it's not like that. Chen Lin worked with numbers and charts all day at that time, and she was admitted to the senior accountant exam and was also preparing to apply for the actuary exam. If you successfully pass the exam, then the future and life will be full of sunshine.

Oh, yes! Sunlight......

She curled up in a frozen body and stared at the sun with a vicious gaze.

My stomach ached with hunger, and my body was filled with a strong sourness from an empty stomach. The arch of the foot was very painful from the high heels, and Chen Lin had to squat down and search around with a blank gaze.

A vague figure emerged from the north side of the street.

A few minutes later, he came closer.

It was a man Chen Lin didn't know.

The body is thin, but the back is a little rickety. He was wearing a dirty, blackened designer jacket and jeans with a few holes in the knees. His long hair looked like he hadn't trimmed for a long time, and he carried a machete in his hand, like a funny and dirty hippie.

Chen Lin was a little surprised: she remembered that there was a large group of murderous corpses in that direction, and she couldn't cross it at all.

How did he get here?

The unkempt man also saw Chen Lin at the same time.

He was surprised, and the wary expression on his face disappeared in an instant, and then a mouth full of yellow teeth that had not yet been washed was revealed. To find this site, please search for "6 Mao" or enter the URL:.