92. Chapter 92, the last broadcast
I asked Lin Zhuoran to make a five-day plan, but I decided that if we didn't receive any response from the outside world after three days, we would choose to break through after three days. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Long Mang gave me a ready-made example before, plus I myself have tried, we want to break through, the most feasible way is to send a small group of people to lure most of the zombies away, and then forcibly break through. Originally, climbing the elevator shaft was also a plan, but this plan was not suitable for so many people from the beginning, plus there were huge mutants crawling out of the elevator shaft, God knows if there would be one in it, in comparison, the risk is actually greater.
However, it is a matter of careful consideration as to who to send to blame.
My ideal arrangement is for me to be with Lin Lu, Zhao Mo, Long Mang, Lin Zhuoran, and Zhao Jialin, of course, Liang Zhengzheng can also be brought, as an athletic beauty, I am not worried that she will become a drag. If we had walked together, I honestly think we would have a much better chance of survival. But in this case, if I want to say that we are there to lure the monsters, I guess no one will believe it, but it is easy for the large army to help us lure away the zombies.
In fact, I don't care what others think, but Lin Zhuoran will definitely not accept this plan, although Lin Zhuoran is a little more angry, but I am still very optimistic about his IQ and personal ability, and if I lose him, it will be a huge loss. Also, Lin Lu will definitely not accept it, in many cases I am very aware that a person like Lin Lu who is too kind will definitely be a big trouble and burden, after watching so many movies and television, I have long been deeply aware that the biggest uncertainty in danger is never from the disaster itself or the enemy, but from the teammates around me, and often the kind people are the gods of the teammates. But even if I can lose Lin Zhuoran, I can't lose Lin Lu.
At least for now.
But no matter what, I'm going to live. I killed Jiang Jingchuan because I was afraid that I would accept his suggestions and give up all hope, leaving only sinking. But I didn't kill people to save others, and I wasn't that great.
No matter what, I'm going to live.
That's the only faith I have right now.
On July 29, the little reporter's voice was already hoarse. She sat in front of the ugly radio station made by Xu Xiaoshu almost all day long, holding the microphone and calling repeatedly, knowing that there was no point in doing so, but she was like a demon, and she insisted on staying there.
This day is particularly hot, the sun outside is particularly hot from the morning, although we will not be exposed to the sun indoors, but there is no air conditioning, no electric fan, even if we open all the windows there is no wind, so it feels like a steamer indoors. We just stayed inside, sweating even if we didn't move.
It's also because it's too hot, I didn't ask everyone to continue to maintain high-intensity exercise, which is a good excuse, because in fact, many people have no heart anymore, and if they don't force them to practice, they won't practice, but it's not interesting to force them, and many people have lost hope. In the past two days, everyone has been muttering privately about five days later, and now it's a matter of how to break through and escape four days later. No matter how hard Lin Zhuoran tried his best to make a plan, many people felt that they would be abandoned, although everyone would stop and not say anything on the occasion I was in, but an atmosphere of panic in people could not be concealed.
However, I am very emotional, I am not the one who is most sad and worried about being abandoned by others, but the one who thinks about how to abandon others! I've lived for 35 years, and it's really a highlight for me like never before! However, to be honest, I really didn't have the slightest sense of accomplishment or joy.
July 30th.
The weather is still very hot, and even the night is not cool, so many people have not slept all night and cannot sleep. It's not just a matter of heat, sometimes time is very long, sometimes it's also very short, in fact, everyone thinks that time will pass a little slower, and the time for a breakthrough will come later, but as time passes little by little, everyone knows that it is time to face it. Therefore, insomnia has become the norm.
I'm fine, I fell asleep at 4 a.m., I never slept well, and it's a rare thing for me to fall asleep in such a highly stressful environment. What's even more rare is that I fell asleep for more than two hours when almost everyone had insomnia. When I woke up, it was past six o'clock in the morning.
It is said that six o'clock in the morning is the coolest time of the day, but no, the sun is already high at six o'clock, and the sun shines through the window, shining brightly and piercing the eyes. Except for a few boys who had just changed their guards, almost all of them were now gathered in what was originally the reception hall of the bathing center, which is also our current conference center. The ugly radio station that Xu Xiaoshu made was also in front of the original bar. Now, almost all of them are gathered here, and I don't know if this is a hope, or if they are all waiting for the verdict of fate.
Maybe I was mentally prepared, but when I appeared, I saw a lot of people looking at me, but their eyes were much clearer than yesterday and the day before yesterday. It was no longer a mixture of muddy, chaotic, confused, broken, desperate and crazy, but just quietly watching me. Of course, not everyone is like this, and there are some with obvious negative emotions, but this has surprised me.
And the little reporter Zhou Lingjie has never left the microphone all night, she is almost silent now, the broadcast work has been transferred to Liang Zhengzheng, she just sat next to Liang Zhengzheng, her head leaned on the table weakly, unable to speak, but she still tried to listen to the current sound in the radio station. Actually, I want to say, why bother? Is it really meaningful to pin your hopes on something that is clearly hopeless, and consume almost all of your mental energy? In other words, what she really insists on is not calling this matter, but a state of unwillingness not to give up, right?
"This is the survivor distress broadcast, we are a group of survivors who escaped the disaster by luck, and now we are trapped in the guest room department of the Academic Conference Center on the 9th floor of the Logistics Comprehensive Service Building of Guangyin City University, Lingxiu District, Quanh Yin City, Tien Nam Province. There are only 43 people left now, including the gray-haired professor Mr. Bai Xiaochen and the internationally renowned ancient smelting expert Professor William Heidegger, and the vice president of City University, Ms. Long Yuantu, I am Liang Zhengzheng in the 'Peerless Beauty' girl singing group, and there are many students from City University here. Today is July 30th, this may be our last day of broadcasting, we are out of food, we are ready to break out, but there are still nearly 5,000 infected people inside and outside the building, and we need help. We are broadcasting to you in all the bands we can use, so please be sure to reply to us when you receive the broadcast. We urgently need rescue now, we need food, we need water, we need safety, we need to get news from our loved ones, we need to know the news from the outside, we need to leave this place that gives us nightmares all the time, I am Liang Zhengzheng, and here, on behalf of all our survivors, all the survivors who did not know each other before, but are now as closely connected as their families, I beg you, please be sure to reply after receiving the broadcast, at least, let us know that we have not been abandoned by this world, We don't want to be abandoned, please be sure to reply after receiving the broadcast, if you can't receive our broadcast from tomorrow, then, please remember us, we have 43 people, our leader is called Li Hao, it is he who has led us to persist until now, without him, we would have become barren dry bones, even if we can't hold on anymore, at least in the last days of our lives, he once brought us here. ”
Liang Zhengzheng almost repeated Zhou Lingjie's words, her voice quality is actually not as good as Zhou Lingjie's, in the "Peerless Beauty" group, she is not the lead singer, but after all, after the professional training of Home Entertainment, she still knows how to give full play to her advantages. And unlike Zhou Lingjie's kind of emotion full of sadness and almost broadcasting with life, Liang Zhengzheng's voice sounded much calmer, but in his calmness, it was full of goodbye. Yes, if the broadcast of the little reporter Zhou Lingjie is more of a cry for help, Liang Zhengzheng's broadcast is more like leaving our last words to the world.
However, no one has shed tears, not that they are not sad, but the high temperature in the past few days has already evaporated all the water in our bodies, and again, facing the persecution of death, tears are also a very luxurious thing.
On the radio, what replied to Liang Zhengzheng was still just the sound of an electric current, as if there was really no one in the outside world. However, we are also about to die, and we don't know if there are other survivors in the corners of the world, but for us, everything will end, this is the real end, and this building is the place where our bones are buried.
I just didn't expect Liang Zhengzheng to give me such a high evaluation, I know I saved her, but I also know what I did to her, I thought that in her mind, I was just a lewd and obscene despicable uncle. Unexpectedly, she actually called me "leader", although this title was 108,000 miles away from the ambiguity I wanted, but at that moment, I was so moved, I didn't have a cow full of face, but I didn't have tears.
However, we did not wait for the radio waves we wanted, but in the silence we heard unusually heavy footsteps. The sound of footsteps came from our building, and I don't know from which floor it came from, but the heavy footsteps seemed to be the foot of a wild beast stepping directly into our hearts, and every time it sounded, our hearts would contract, and when it stopped, our hearts hung again.
When I looked up, I saw a panic on the faces that were already desperate but calmly ready to face everything, and it was an unprecedented panic. The unknown is the most frightening, just like zombies are also terrifying, but we have seen too much and gradually become a little numb, but this heavy footsteps have made us at a loss.
Judging by the sound alone, it feels as if a huge beast has walked into the building, not just walking, but also breaking a lot of things where it seems to go, which is a kind of destructive inlay. As you can imagine, this thing is so big that no wall can stop it, and it is so heavy that you can stomp on the floor with a single stomp. In fact, the sound seemed to be far away from us, but we all felt that with every step it took, debris fell from the ceiling.
However this is not what we felt, we really saw the debris falling from the ceiling!
I don't know where it started, a group of people who had been quietly waiting for death suddenly erupted into bursts of screams! There were a lot of girls here, and even if they were so thirsty that they couldn't even shed tears, their screams were still loud and had the effect of shattering glass.
But hell, aren't you monsters coming fast enough?
What the hell is upstairs? All I could think of at this time was the giant humanoid monster that had emerged from the elevator shaft and appeared in the grand staircase conference room on the 15th floor. It's been a few days since Long Mang and I came back from the 15th floor, so it's hard to say that in the past few days, the monster has grown into a giant beast?
Fack!
At this time, in the radio station, which was originally only the sound of electric current, suddenly came from a distant voice that seemed to come from hundreds of thousands of light years away!