9.Chapter 9
In his previous life, Su Jiangchen vaguely remembered that the squad leader Duan Xue was a little annoying, and always asked him all kinds of questions. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 After meeting again this time, he knew that although Duan Xue was not very bold, she had enough courage to support her to do something beyond her guts.
In addition, she seems to have some other unspeakable meanings about herself.
Su Jiangchen shook his head, walked down the stairs, and with a slight effort, let out a dull footsteps.
Nearby zombies immediately rushed towards him, like honey attracting an ant colony.
Although there are a large number of zombies, on the one-meter-wide staircase, he only faces one zombie at a time.
One husband is a pass, and ten thousand people are not open.
Condescending and occupying the geographical advantage.
He raised his right hand again and again, dropped the axe, and mercilessly harvested the sinful and ugly lives of the zombies.
When a large amount of lactic acid had accumulated in his right arm and he was sore, he switched to an axe in his left hand and continued to slash.
In the 15 years of battle in the last days, he had already practiced the left and right bows, and the use of his left hand was as skillful as his right hand.
In the eyes of his classmates, there is no need to go outside to kill zombies, just hide in the café, safe and comfortable.
But he clearly knew that there would be no help at all, and that there would be a lot of danger and uncertainty if he continued to stay here.
At this time, the survivors didn't know anything about zombies. They're human, and they're eating human flesh, that's probably all people know.
Su Jiangchen knows the living habits of zombies very well, and a casual shout or the smell of a drop of blood may trigger a wave of thousands of corpses. When encountering a tide of corpses, even if you are good at fighting and have special abilities, you will be ruthlessly drowned like a flood, and you will not even have the scum left to eat.
Therefore, he must clear these zombies blocking the road as soon as possible, open a path, and get out of here as soon as possible.
This time, he no longer relies on "luck" to live, he wants to take his fate into his own hands.
Kill!
The blade of the fire axe in his hand was all sunk into the head of a zombie, and a thick layer of corpses was already piled up in front of him, and the black blood stained the staircase and the ground a rich inky color, but the battle continued.
......
In the café, you can't see what happened on the stairs, only the zombies are concentrated in the direction of the stairs.
Not only the zombies on the streets, but in the darkness outside of vision, zombies keep appearing, joining, and gathering the past.
One, two, three...
Ten, twenty, thirty...
The people in the café thought in their hearts that the probability of survival of that brave and fearless young man was getting smaller and smaller, like a dark canopy, bleak and hopeless.
Wang Yilan clenched her fists tightly and frowned in pain, not only worried about the safety of her friend, but also hated that she had no courage and no strength, so she went out with Su Jiangchen to fight side by side, living and dying together.
Duan Xue couldn't help but think of the picture of Su Jiangchen being pounced, bitten, and eaten by zombies, almost swallowed up by the imaginary blood, irrepressible worry and fear that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, and almost fainted.
The others were anxious, regretful, dignified and melancholy.
Only Liu Bing, expressionless, was so happy in his heart that he almost cried out.
It turns out that he is just a stupid and arrogant horseman, thinking that he is a savior, but in fact he is a pig!
Now, no one will take the lead in disagreeing with themselves!
Now, I am the leader of this group!
Now, the goal of being promoted to become famous is expected to be realized!
Now, it's finally time to lock the door and isolate the café from the dangerous world outside!
There were no more horrible corpses in the aisle, and there was nothing left to stop him, and he strode towards the door.
Wang Yilan, who had been secretly paying attention to his every move, grabbed his arm and asked, "What are you going to do?" ”
"Lock the door!"
"Don't lock the door! Su Jiangchen is still outside! ”
"That kid's name is Su Jiangchen?" Liu Bing couldn't hide the gloating smile on his face: "He's dead, it's impossible to come back!" ”
"You fart! He's still fighting zombies outside, and if you lock the door now, you'll cut off his back path and put him to death! ”
"I'm responsible for the people here! If he hadn't died and escaped, he would have followed a large number of zombies, and we would all have to die! You say don't you? ”
Liu Bing raised his eyes and looked around, hoping to see the support for himself in the eyes of others.
The woman who came in with him kept her head buried in her head, unable to see what her expression was.
The fat chef was expressionless, not knowing what he was thinking.
Duan Xue and Wang Yilan glared at him angrily, their eyes full of sarcasm, indifference, contempt and disgust.
But the others, with hesitant looks on their faces, thoughtful, and several of them nodded slightly, agreeing with his words, deeply worried about the terrible scene of the zombies rushing in.
Liu Bing instantly became proud. A group of little hairy children who only know how to read, with zero social experience, how can they fight with themselves? In a few words, he was divided by himself, as long as the door was locked, Su Jiangchen died outside, and it was an extremely easy thing to subdue them.
"Don't forget," Duan Xue was very disappointed, feeling that those classmates who had been together for two years were so indifferent, the end of the world had just arrived, and the people who were originally familiar with it had become extremely strange: "Without Su Jiangchen, we are all dead now, eaten cruelly, and there are no bones left!" ”
Her classmates, with their expressions of shame and struggle, became overwhelmed.
"Get out of here!" The support and recognition that he finally got were destroyed by Duan Xue's words without a trace, Liu Bing could no longer suppress the anger and unwillingness in his heart, and tried his best to push Wang Yilan away from him.
Compared with strength, he is a little fat, of course, he is not the opponent of Wang Yilan, who often plays football, but as a result, he was pushed to the ground.
"Little bunny, you're going against the sky!" Liu Bing got up in embarrassment, picked up a chair casually, and prepared to stage an all-martial arts.
Wang Yilan held the kitchen knife in both hands and looked at him without showing weakness, as if to say, "There is a kind of you coming".
The cold eyes of both sides kept scanning each other's bodies like sharp knives, as if they wanted to directly cut off a piece of each other's flesh.
On the cold stairs outside, Su Jiangchen was fighting fiercely with zombies.
In the warm café inside, the battle between Liu Bing and Wang Yilan was about to break out.
......
There was an unpleasant smell of blood and rancid stench.
Su Jiangchen dodged to the side and back, avoiding the black blood splashed on his body.
This is the last zombie.
Finally, there were no more moving objects in view.
Su Jiangchen breathed a sigh of relief, his body had reached the limit of his physical strength, his arms were as heavy as lead, and the deep exhaustion occupied his brain, making him want to lie down and sleep immediately.
He felt like he was chopping wood, but the firewood knife was replaced by a fire axe, and the zombie's skull was a piece of wood, and the corpse was a messy pile of firewood after cutting.
After chopping firewood, it's time to harvest firewood.
He fought hard and began to clean up the battlefield, and one after another pieces of mourning were dug up by him and collected together.
These trophies were a fortune of great value, if not as much as peacetime gold.
Dragging his exhausted body, he returned to the café satisfied, but in front of him was a completely unexpected confrontation picture.