Chapter 8 Knife Trial

That posture made Zhao Jiayan think of the word 'hungry tiger pounces on food'. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

The warrior's pounce was very fierce, but its head was still in the helmet, and the action of tilting its head to bite was a joke for Zhao Jiayan.

His eyes brightened, and he stepped forward with a sliding step, and the drawing knife sliced directly into the neck bone exposed by the wound with the force of the opponent's pounce, and the blade slid into the bone seam.

Knowing the structure of the human body, he twisted the knife in one position slightly, and stopped in the crack of the bone after cutting off his spinal cord.

The soldier's body pressed him to the corner, and Zhao Jiayan's back hit the wall in pain.

Zhao Jiayan smiled, and the warrior's whole body was now soft, slipping like mud. Streams of warmth flowed from the Drawing Knife into his body, soothing his parched stomach.

He sat down on the ground following the warrior's limp and lifted the warrior's head with his left hand to see the wound.

"The dead are also zombies, and black blood and gray bones are the signs of zombies."

Zhao Jiayan was sure that this was a zombie, but he felt more comfortable. Compared with killing zombies, killing people is undoubtedly a very troublesome thing, both psychologically and realistically.

After absorbing the warm current for ten minutes, his hunger disappeared, and Zhao Jiayan pulled out the drawing knife. It's too slow to absorb the warm current in this way, so it's better to cut open the head and directly absorb the diamond-like crystal nucleus in the zombie's brain.

No sooner had he removed the zombie's head, and before he could find a way to remove the helmet, he heard a room with the same snapping sound as the warrior's limbs when he turned into a zombie, and howled like a beast.

"And a woman's frightened, strange screams?" Zhao Jiayan stopped and thought for a moment.

"Let's save people first!"

In the three years he has been a doctor, he has spent most of his time saving people, and saving people has become his habit.

Rescuing someone from a zombie is much more complicated and fast than killing a zombie alone.

Zhao Jiayan blinked, and all he had to do was calculated.

Squatting down, he put the knife to the side, and he slid to remove the pistol from the warrior's body.

A black pistol with no model number on its body.

No matter what pistol it is, he still knows the general usage. Check the bullet, load, open the safe, and his preparations to save the person are ready.

Running to the door of the room with a sound at the end of the hallway, he knocked on the door with the handle of his gun, "Open the door."

The screaming inside suddenly stopped, followed by another shouting.

ā€œ9527,9527ā€¦ā€¦ā€

Zhao Jiayan raised the gun in his left hand, pressed the code to open the door with a knife with his right hand, and the door slid silently into the wall.

The room was littered with paper, and a girl in military uniform was happily circling around a desk, reading numbers as if she were memorizing lines.

Chasing her behind was a zombie in the same green uniform, trotting behind, staring at his target, chasing with teeth and claws. The beast-like howl came from the zombie's mouth.

The speed of the zombie is not fast, and it will be slower when it turns the corner, and the girl is not in any danger at all.

However, the girl's screaming made her consume a lot of physical strength in vain, and it is estimated that she will not be able to last a few laps.

The zombie's attention will be on the girl, and this thing will be easy to do.

Zhao Jiayan stepped into the house with a smile, and the second step was behind the zombie, stretching out his foot and hooking it.

With a thud, the zombie fell to the ground. Zhao Jiayan stepped forward again and used a pattern knife to make up for his neck, still cutting off the spinal cord, and it was basically over.

The room was quiet, Zhao Jiayan got up, and saw that the round-faced girl was staring at him with cute big eyes, covering her mouth, and staring at him blankly.

"Ahem." Zhao Jiayan was a little embarrassed by those eyes, and coughed dryly.

"Wow, handsome guy, you're so good, you're going to this madman all of a sudden."

The girl said crisply, with a look of adoration on her face.

"Uh, it's a zombie, not a madman." Zhao Jiayan regained his composure and explained.

"I'm Zhao Jiayan."

"Brother Yan."

The girl ran over, hid behind Zhao Jiayan, pulled his sleeve and threw it off.

"Brother Yan, you don't know, this guy suddenly changed his face, jumped and screamed, and wanted to bite me. Luckily, I'm smart......"

Zhao Jiayan listened to the girl talking like a gun, coming and going to show two meanings, how hateful the zombie is and how smart and clever she is, showing a frightened child.

Listening to a cute girl, Zhao Jiayan enjoyed it very much. He saw that this zombie in military uniform was about the same size as him, so he squatted down and stripped off his military uniform.

When the girl saw him squatting, she also squatted, and instead of pulling the cuffs, she put her hand on Zhao Jiayan's back to facilitate Zhao Jiayan's words and deeds.

"She's a smart and clever girl, isn't that too much?"

Zhao Jiayan thought while putting on his military uniform.

He got dressed, and the girl's stomach gurgled.

"Hungry?"

"Hmm." The girl blushed and muttered.

"Then let's find something to eat."

Zhao Jiayan walked away, and the girl was stunned for a moment before she reacted and shouted, "I know there's food!" ā€

Then he hurriedly followed.

There is a restaurant on this floor, and the girl leads the way to open the door of the restaurant, finds something to eat from the refrigerator, and heats it in the microwave to make it a meal.

Zhao Jiayan ate the paste in the bowl. This thing must be fully nutritious, but the color is gray and not pulled, and the entrance has no taste. He didn't have any problem with this nutritious meal, and he didn't know how many times he had eaten it in order to rush to surgery.

The girl was obviously very unimpressed by this, and kept complaining while forcing herself to eat it.

"This nutritious meal designed by someone has no oil or salt, and it is made into a mush, which is similar to pig food. At this level, it's not ...... yet."

Zhao Jiayan didn't want to listen to her meaningless complaints, so he interrupted her, "What's your name, how can you stay with zombies?" ā€

The girl stopped complaining, stirred the paste in the bowl with a spoon, and was silent for a while before saying, "Brother Yan, my name is Liu Yan'er." That zombie's name is Chen Wei, and he has been pursuing me. He was the one who protected me from the outside and hid in that house. ā€

"Yan'er, what's going on outside?" Zhao Jiayan asked.

Liu Yan'er pointed at it with a spoon with a strange expression, "The underground part of the base was closed three days ago, leaving only me, Chen Wei, the battalion commander and the political commissar on duty. This morning, a meteor shower fell outside, and the commissar suddenly turned into a zombie. ā€

Her doughy face was squeezed into a long face, and there were tears in her eyes.

"The political commissar bit the battalion commander and then came to bite me, it was the battalion commander who pulled him, and it was Chen Wei who rushed up and grabbed the key of the political commissar, opened the elevator and took me to this floor."

Tears flowed, Liu Yan'er whimpered, "Brother Yan, I know that they have all become zombies, and so is Chen Wei, but I still want to believe that they are just crazy, just ......"

A terrified little girl!

Zhao Jiayan got up, according to his true thoughts, walked around the dining table and came behind Liu Yan'er, and gently hugged her head.

With this hug, Liu Yan'er's body stiffened.

"It's okay, it's okay."

Zhao Jiayan's sincerity Liu Yan'er seemed to feel it, leaned back, closed her eyes, and felt this rare calm.

I just wanted to lean on for a while, but she actually fell asleep!

Looking at the haggard and tear stains on Yan'er's face in her arms, Zhao Jiayan couldn't bear to wake her up, so she stood there as her support and let her sleep peacefully.

"If your heart beats 65 times, your physical strength is at the level of a normal person. According to the information that has been transmitted intermittently by Tiepai for several years, every time the heartbeat increases, the physical strength will increase a little. Seventy times is a hurdle, and after that, the physical strength will be doubled. ā€

Zhao Jiayan calmly thought about his own business.