Chapter Eighty-Eight: The Mechanism on the Small Building

Two miles of road is one kilometer, under the feet of two non-human beings, it will soon be finished, there are only a few hundred meters left in the county town in front, hundreds of zombies are dangling at the intersection of entering the city, just the soul level of them, they don't have too much sanity, the only thing they can do is to eat, and they like fresh human flesh the most. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Shao Xiaoyu stabbed Wang Qi in the back and said, "What should I do, Brother Wang Qi?" Why don't I get their attention here, and you go into the city to search for supplies? ”

Don't look at the intersection in front of you There are only a hundred and ten zombies, I'm afraid there are more in hidden places, and it is quite dangerous to use living people to lure them away, and one bad one will be surrounded. Although Shao Xiaoyu's strength is good now, who knows if it will attract the attention of the high-level undead nearby.

In fact, things like searching for supplies are easier for Wang Qi to complete alone. Just switch the form and go in, and just take what you need and come out. However, on the one hand, he has a limited load, and on the other hand, he also needs to often find opportunities to strengthen Shao Xiaoyu's actual combat experience.

What's more, whether it is soul fire, bone spirit essence, or soul crystal, they are all treasures that need to be collected. Without fighting, there is no increase in strength, so he finally decided to spend a little more effort.

"Yes, you can, but it's too much of a loss for you to stand in the middle of this road to fight, at least you have to find a suitable geographical environment."

Wang Qi stepped on his feet and looked into the distance, and suddenly a commercial house near the intersection aroused his interest. The roller shutters of the shops downstairs are closed, and there are advertisements for the transfer of shop fronts. Obviously, there will be no living people in it at the time of the disaster.

There is no elevator, and there is only a flight of stairs leading up to the second and third floors. The stairs are steep and narrow, making it a very defensible terrain. So Wang Qi very simply finalized this battlefield.

"I'll go over and see what's going on upstairs, and if it's okay, I'll gesture to you on the platform on the rooftop. Then you just have to kill your way through and try to attract the attention of those zombies. And then we'll guard the corridor over there, and we'll kill as many of these things as they come. ”

Hearing Wang Qi's command, Shao Xiaoyu nodded. She was still holding the long iron pipe removed from the handrail of the bus, Wang Qi was not at ease, and handed her machete into her hand again. As for themselves, there has always been no shortage of weapons.

After switching to the semi-undead form, Wang Qi walked towards the corpse group with such a big grin. The zombies glanced up at him, and quickly lost interest and turned in other directions.

Pushing the zombies who were in the way aside, Wang Qi squeezed under the commercial house. There was a pool of blood near the staircase, and it was still going up the stairs, and it seems that there were people trying to escape upstairs at the time of the disaster.

Walking up the stairs, an iron door appeared at the corner of the second floor, and the iron door was full of dense bloody handprints, and there was a male zombie with a rotten stomach lingering in front of the door. It's just that this zombie didn't go downstairs, and kept standing at the door in a daze, reaching out and tapping the door twice from time to time, letting out a dull roar or two.

Wang Qi pursed his lips, he roughly thought of what had happened. Perhaps this man was chased upstairs by zombies, but was blocked by this door and became the zombies' rations. However, after becoming an undead, he still has an obsession with this door and has always wanted to enter it.

Looking back, this angle will not be noticed by the zombie group downstairs. So Wang Qi put on the bone spirit gloves, stepped forward and grabbed the zombie's hair, and without waiting for the other party to struggle, he slammed into the wall on the side of the corridor, leaving a bloody mud with a "bang".

Swallowing the soul fire, he wiped the blood from the bone spirit glove on the corpse's clothes. In fact, at this time, the bone spirit glove should be called the bone spirit arm guard, which is more appropriate.

With the addition of the bone spirit essence that he kept collecting along the way, in addition to the original glove part, the covering part of the arm armor has also been extended to the elbow, and a sharp corner half an inch long is protruding at the elbow. Even though it's all bone, it has a metallic sheen.

The iron gate in front of him looked very strong, but it could not stop Wang Qi because it could block humans and ordinary zombies. He raised his index finger, a bone blade extending from his fingertips, and thrust through the crack in the door, down everything down. The three thumb-sized latches snapped, and the thick security door was easily pulled open by him.

However, as soon as the iron door opened, there was a flash of cold light on the opposite side, Wang Qi was stunned, he felt something piercing his chest, and reached out and touched it, it was actually an iron arrow more than two inches long.

"Interesting ......"

Wang Qi had discovered that it was not a living person who shot the arrow, but a mechanism made of a homemade crossbow. As soon as the door is pulled open from the outside, the machine is triggered, and the enemy is shot directly. It's ingenious, it's funny, and what's even more interesting is that when the arrow is fired, a wire tied to the crossbow breaks, and there is a faint sound of bells from upstairs.

The bell rang, and soon footsteps could be heard from upstairs. Soon, three men, one woman, and four young men appeared at the end of the hallway. Two of them were carrying homemade crossbows similar to those on the mechanism, and the other two were holding improvised spears made from long hoses and kitchen knives.

"Don't be nervous! I am human! ”

Wang Qi put away the bone spirit armguard, but did not take off the helmet and disarm the half-undead form. The power of the arrow just now was not small, and if it hadn't been for the defeat of the battle body, it would definitely have been shot and seriously injured. He held up his hands to signal that he was not threatening.

The four of them looked at each other, and finally the bespectacled girl standing in the middle lowered her voice and shouted:

"Close the door first!"

Wang Qi turned around and closed the door as he said, and then covered his body, his fingertips lit up with two points of fire, and he re-welded the door latch that he had cut off.

Seeing that the iron door was closed, those people were obviously relieved, and the two crossbows also avoided Wang Qi's vital point, but the two spears did not stop there.

"Come over first and then talk."

The girl spoke again, and pointed to Wang Qi's head suspiciously, "Also, what the hell are you wearing?" ”

"This? It's just a hood, uh, it's smell-proof, and it protects your face. ”

Wang Qi smiled easily, his body had returned to his human form, and he casually took off the bone spirit helmet and stuffed it into the pocket of his pants.

Seeing Wang Qi's face clearly, these people really put their hearts at ease. A young man with a small flat head had already greeted him, urging Wang Qi to go deeper into the corridor.

"Who are you? There are so many zombies out there, how did you get here? ”

Walking closer, Wang Qi looked down at the girl in front of him who was a head shorter than him, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses, and looked a little weak. He grinned and said:

"I'm just a passing survivor, uh, just a little better than the average person."

Wang Qi smiled and spread out his hand, revealing the sharp iron arrow in his palm.