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Although there are thousands of zombies gathered around this building, it is not something that a few of us, as well as the other people on the 9th floor combined, can deal with these dozens of people. But specific to the floors we are on now, there are not so many zombies, and there are many passages on each floor, in addition to the elevator shaft, there are also fire escapes, spare stairwells, if someone can lure the large group of zombies away, and others seize the time difference and leave quickly, it is not completely impossible to do.

But it's too risky, especially the one who leads the blame.

First of all, the person who leads the blame must be voluntary, and I don't want to. After the previous experience of causing a monster under the building, I swore that I would never do such a thing again, I almost got reimbursed at the time, although I was saved by Lin Zhuoran in the end, but it was just luck, and I never believed that I would have similar luck. Secondly, because I don't want to do such a thing myself, I don't think I can force others to do such a thing, and even if I can force others to do it with a gun, he will definitely not do this thing well. If you don't get it and bring me more zombies, and finally die with me, then play Dafa.

I don't want to agree with Long Mang's initiative now, firstly, I don't want to lose such a combative master as him so soon, and secondly, secondly, I am really afraid that he will take the opportunity to slip away. With his ability, if he wants to escape alone, it is really not impossible.

Even if I'm a villain, I think I'm right to think so.

Long Mang's face no longer had the solemnity and seriousness of taking the knife with both hands, but pouted and smiled disappreciatively, and said, "Dragging a few old, weak, sick and disabled, do you think we have a better choice?" Is it okay to have a little confidence in yourself? Even if you don't attract me as a person, but just because you are now the master of the 'ghost devourer', I won't violate what I said, yes, I won't die, I won't run, I'm just luring the zombies away, try to lure them away as much as possible, but the scattered ones still have to be solved by yourself. See you on the 9th floor, you said that everyone who participated in this operation can get a higher salary than the leadership. Actually, I became a bodyguard because I was a fan of Jiang Miaoyun, can I ask to match me and her when I go back? ”

Well, I knew that this turtle son's motive for going to be a bodyguard was not pure. In fact, Jiang Miaoyun thinks that this girl looks like a "peerless beauty", but her eyes are a little dull, among their 12 members of the "peerless beauty" group, I personally think that it is the most auraless one. However, it is said that it seems to have a very good background, so the organizer Home Entertainment is also very face-saving. However, she has a background, if it weren't for Lao Tzu's willingness to take her in, she would have been pulled out of the zombie baba who has now become a zombie.

I don't know how to match Long Mang, could it be that when he comes back, I will ask someone to strip the little girl naked and send him to the room? I dare say if I cut two people and put them there, I'd do it.

It's nonsense to say anything more, Long Mang is probably pulling Jiang Miaoyun at this time to ease my heart, because he thinks I'm obscene, so he thinks this kind of obscene reason can move me the most. But if he really wants to leave, I can't stop it, and I'll be relieved once I figure it out, the twisted melon is not sweet, let's live first and then talk about anything else.

In this way, Long Mang rushed out with the "Dawn" first, and when we tentatively walked out of the exhibition hall after a while, the corridor was empty, leaving only a few corpses in the first two places. Time is precious, although Long Mang lured the zombies away, but smelling our smell, there will be other zombies coming, so I don't plan to look for him again, but take the remaining few people along the corridor quickly, according to one of the nth set of plans we formulated before departure, around and around, found a remote fire escape.

I also encountered a few scattered zombies along the way, at this time I really felt the power of "ghost devouring", 80 cm of the blade, 40 cm of the handle, adding up to 1 meter 2 of the long knife is very strong to wield, this knife is very heavy, I need to use both hands to grasp, but after the dance, the heavy blade has become more powerful, plus the inconspicuous, but terrifyingly sharp blade, when cutting over the zombies, I didn't even cut the neck accurately, but directly split it in half from the head. Of course, it wasn't split from the head between the legs, it was just split the head. But this kind of power made my self-confidence soar for a while, and if it wasn't for the huge amount of physical strength required for every slash, I would have carried the knife and went straight to clear the field.

In this way, our group returned to the 9th floor from the fire escape, and it was so smooth that we couldn't imagine it. What the hell are you climbing up the elevator shaft like this? After returning to the 9th floor, we called open the door blocked from the inside, but it took more time than before, because Lin Zhuoran organized people to remove the obstacles blocking the door after confirming that it was us who came back. And how many people can contribute in his hands, I can only sigh.

Lin Zhuoran didn't expect that the number of our group would increase, and while he was surprised, he couldn't help but ask, "What about Long Mang?" ”

I glanced back, and there didn't seem to be a dragon mang in the corridor, but the zombies that followed us were densely packed together. I have no choice but to ask Lin Zhuoran to block the door quickly, I don't think Long Mang will come back, whether he is overwhelmed by zombies or he leaves by himself, he will not come back.

And just as we were about to close the door, a man with a knife and a rough suit ran up from downstairs, shouting as he ran, wait, wait, don't close the door, I'm back!

I'm rubbing, this guy has also learned the same trick in the movie, and he won't show up until the last minute. But how could he have come up from downstairs?

Anyway, our operation this time is very smooth. Although I almost hung up in the grand staircase, 4 of us went out, 7 of us came back, found what we wanted, and got 4 sharp long knives, the process is hard to say, but the result was so smooth that everyone couldn't believe it.

Maybe when the disaster is over, this can be told as an inspirational story for future generations. I can pretend to say that disasters are not terrible, but what is terrible is that you don't really have the determination and courage to face them...... Damn, I want to throw up......

But no matter what, there was no tragedy this time.

I felt that I had won more reverence, even admiration, glances.

I don't need to be adored, but it's good to see that everyone is still alive.

The addition of 3 people does not make any difference for us, neither will we quickly consume our already small amount of food because of 3 more people, nor will we be able to get out of the zombies outside because of 3 more people. The purpose of our trip to the 15th floor this time was to find a microphone and some electronic components, so that Xu Xiaoshu's special team could make a real radio station that could be called and received. After the things were in hand, Xu Xiaoshu held his breath, and took his two assistants to assemble and debug the radio station almost sleeplessly.

And the two old ghosts, Bai Lonely Chen and William, don't care about anything else, ******** just pondering my "ghost devouring". They told me that the smelting process of this knife was very complicated, and even involved biochemistry and physical memory, which Lao Tzu did not understand, and did not want to bird them. I originally wanted to hand over those two knives to Zhao Mo, who knew that this big brother said that this knife was not the right way for him, he would rather choose to get a window strip himself to polish it into an iron spear, rather than accept these two very sharp ancient knives. I have no choice but to ask him and Long Mang to teach Lin Zhuoran and Zhao Jialin well, so that they can still be regarded as the main combat power.

It didn't take long, about the day after we returned to the 9th floor, that is, on the morning of July 28th, Xu Xiaoshu came to tell me that the radio station was ready, and after their repeated debugging, people outside could receive our distress signals from many bands.

It's a big deal, and I'm going to get everyone together and get ready to connect with the outside world. And the person in charge of being the announcer is the little reporter Zhou Lingjie with the best sound quality here, she specially used a little water to get her hair that has not been washed for many days into place, and then sat in front of the ugly looking radio station, and then Xu Xiaoshu and his special team told me that all aspects were OK, and then, in everyone's breath-holding anticipation, I made an OK gesture to the little reporter.

I don't know why, but at that moment, I suddenly had a feeling that my nose was sour and I was about to cry.

The little reporter was ready, she carefully spread out the broadcast script that had already been written, took a deep breath, and turned her head to look out the window. The sun has come out, and the city can turn June into winter with continuous rain, but after a few days without rain, it quickly returns to nearly 40 degrees Celsius, and even though it is early in the morning, the sun outside shines through the windows, and it is still full of oppressive heat. The position where the little reporter was sitting happened to be baked by the sun, and even though she looked thin now, sweat quickly crawled all over the tip of her nose and all over her forehead, making a simple broadcast produce a sense of tragedy for no reason.

"Here's the survivor distress broadcast, repeat, here's the survivor distress broadcast. We are a group of survivors who survived the disaster, and we are now 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 were 44 of us, including the gray-haired professor Mr. Bai Xiaochen and the internationally renowned ancient smelting expert Professor William Heidegger, the vice president of City University, Ms. Long Yuantu, the vice president of City University, and the two members of the 'Peerless Beauty' girl singing group, and even more students from City University. Today is July 28th, we have been trapped in this building for 24 days, there is no electricity, no water, we are running out of food, and now there are about 5,000 infected people inside and outside the building, they are always thinking about eating us, we are scared, 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 the announcer Zhou Lingjie, here, on behalf of all our survivors, all the survivors who did not know each other before, but are now closely connected with 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, be sure to ......"

Speaking of the back, the little reporter, who was a little abnormal at the beginning, but tried her best to control her emotions, had already burst into tears, and her voice, which she had been trying to keep clear, had been soaked in tears and blurred, and a thick sadness spread around her, making everyone present burst into tears in silence.

Yes, we need to reply, we need to hear voices from outside, we need to know that we are not forgotten by the world, we need to ...... Stay alive.

The young reporter repeated the broadcast three times with tears in her eyes, and yet, after her broadcast, the world was still silent, as if all of us here had been evaporated by the scorching sun.