Chapter 369: People? Zombie?
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"Humans?"
"Which one?"
A few questions sounded in the general control room, thirteen pictures have been frozen, the backgrounds are all different, and the zombies on it also seem to have different movements, or lean forward, or raise their heads and roar, with different expressions. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
No one could tell that the zombie above was disguised by a human, and they all looked similar, covered in dirty with blood plasma, gray skin, and a somewhat stiff posture on their feet.
"Let's look at the first picture." Tang Ji gestured to the staff behind him, and after the staff adjusted the first picture into a big picture, Tang Ji pointed sideways to the screen and said: "In the upper left corner, there are a total of five zombies, the second on the right, you look at him, he lowered his head slightly, his hair was stuck with plasma, but there was a strand of hair stuck above his eyebrows, and the black blood around his lips was spreading, as if it was sprayed." Tang Ji paused, gestured to the staff again, and said, "Bring up all the pictures." ā
Thirteen pictures were distributed on the main screen, Tang Ji turned around and pointed with a cane, and said: "The second picture, on the left side of the center line, the one behind the bald zombie, and the third picture, in the lower right corner, behind the tree, there is only half a figure, he changed his clothes...... The thirteenth picture, the one who was hit by other zombies and was about to fall, is in the center. ā
"Look closely, if they're the same zombie, or rather, the same person." Tang Ji said.
The main control room fell into silence, everyone was looking up at the thirteen pictures on the big screen, many people watched for a while, and then nodded subconsciously.
The zombies on each picture are gray and abrupt, and the main tone is only gray and black, because there is no obvious contrast se, so it is very difficult to identify who is who, but Tang Ji pointed out that it is different, the clothes are easy to change, and you can take them off the other zombies and put them on yourself, and the same is true for the hairstyle and dirty marks on the body.
But the contours of the facial features are not easy to change, even if the other party has superb disguise ability, it is impossible to change the appearance more than a dozen times in a row within an hour, all of them are changed to different appearances, and they have to rush to different positions to carry out explosions, and it is too late in time.
The other party may not think that anyone can find him, the vast group of zombies, at a glance, except for the difference in height, everything else is about the same.
"Are you sure it's human?" Still suspicious, Hillary looked off the screen and turned to look at Don Guy and asked.
Zombies are very thin, very thin, and the same is true of the zombie that Tang Ji pointed out that is a human being, although it has not reached the state of skin and bones, but it is almost the same, the cheeks are sunken, if it is really a person, then this person should also be terminally ill, after all, it is easy for a thin person to pretend to be fat, but if a fat person wants to pretend to be a thin person, there is no other way than to lose weight.
"It's a human, he's trying his best to imitate the movements of zombies, but zombies are not people, they move in a different way than humans, some actions can even damage the body, in a dazed state, zombies won't dodge, will collide with other zombies, will hit trees, will hit walls, but this person doesn't"
"To put it simply, this person's actions do not conform to the behavior habits of zombies, plus, he appeared in front of the camera at the place of the explosion before the thirteen explosions, this can't be a coincidence, if he is not a human, then he can only be a super brain zombie with a high degree of evolution, two options, I prefer the former." Tang Ji said that the reason why he is more inclined to the zombie outside is that the thing that person can do, he can too, he is immune to the zombie virus and can walk in the zombie group.
"Wow." Hillary made a sound, but her tone was not the kind of exclamation, on the contrary, she paused with doubts, Hillary raised her hand and brushed her hair, looked at Tang Ji and said, "How did you find out?" ā
Tang Ji raised his finger and pointed to his eyes, then turned around and pointed to the more than 400 cameras on the right side of the big screen, and said, "Look! ā
"What?"
"How is that possible?"
Questioning voices appeared, look?
That's more than 400 live screens, it's dynamic, they all look dizzy, and they can only be blurry when watching at the same time, and their eyes can't focus on more than 400 screens at the same time, how do you see it?
They didn't know that since the completion of the experiment, Tang Ji's brain has had problems, his visual memory ability, spatial memory ability has been unbelievably improved, his eyes are in a trance, he can record the picture that he does not take the initiative to remember, a zombie that behaves so strangely in his opinion appears in different pictures, the outline of his facial features is still the same, plus his active search for problems, it is not difficult to find.
"Shurant, almost forty minutes ago, ate a cola candy once, two, and the candy bottle is in your left pocket."
"Zach, you got addicted to smoking twenty minutes ago, and because Hillary is here, you can't get out of here, and you've endured it until now."
"Benier, you checked the pistol twelve minutes ago."
"Miss Aemia, your handkerchief is in the lower right pocket, which you took out almost half an hour ago."
"Okay? Don't question me anymore, according to this guy's habit, the next explosion will be there right away, and it will be dead. Tang Ji glanced at the Dawn Flame and said.
"Really?" Hillary Clinton asked in a low voice as she glanced back at Hurant, her eyes widening a little.
"Yes, boss." Shurant nodded with a wooden face, took out a small white bottle from the left pocket of his jacket, and shook it at Hillary, making a rattling sound inside, obviously, there were a lot of cola candies in it.
Many of the high-level leaders of the Dawn Fire who looked at Tang Ji had an unbelievable look in their eyes, and some people felt very frightened, although Tang Ji's fighting ability did not reach the level of perversion, his marksmanship was average, his subordinates did not lead the troops, and his body was lame because of an accident, but now, Tang Ji gave them a very terrible feeling.
"So......" Hillary asked, looking at Don Guy.
"So I'm going out and getting him back." Tang Ji said.
"Boss, there's an explosion outside the 37th stand......" the staff's voice suddenly remembered.
Tang Ji turned around and looked at the big screen, his face sank a little more, and said, "I can't wait any longer, I'll go out to find him, you guys will scan the facial features, and then call some people over, stare at the screen, and tell me after confirming his location." ā
"Good!" Hillary responded quickly, turned her head to look at the big screen, and called out according to the headset: "Bring a hundred people over and go to the main control room......
"Don ......" When Hillary ordered everything, when she turned around, Don Ji still walked out of the main control room, and Hillary shouted and chased out.
Inside the hallway.
"Do you want to prepare something?" Hillary asked.
"No, go out and get it again, that's fine." Don Ji said, turning around and limping forward with his crutches.
"Huh?" Hillary called out to Don Ji again.
"How?" Don Guy looked back at Hillary.
"Nothing...... Be careful. Hillary Clinton said.
Three minutes later, in front of the small door at the exit of the underground military base, Tang Ji opened a gap in the door, glanced out, and then drilled out sideways from the gap, the small door closed and locked, Tang Ji shuttled among the zombies on crutches, and soon left the warehouse-style building on the ground of the underground military base.
Outside the warehouse, huge squares, roads extending in all directions, zombies are vast and endless.
"Wow...... Can you hear me? Don Guy's headphones rang with Hillary's voice.
"Hmmm! I'm going to prepare, it's all happening in the North District, I'll go over there, and when there's another explosion, I'll go back to him, and if you find out, let me know in time. Tang Ji responded.
Ten minutes later.
There was an explosion in the fourth area of the northern part of the Dawn Fire, two successive sounds, two adjacent underground fortification entrances were blown up, gunshots and roars suddenly rang out, cries for help and screams were intertwined, and for a while, the two underground fortifications were like purgatory on earth.
A zombie with a height of about one meter six, looking extremely thin and thin, was mixed in the vast group of zombies on the street, and the position he was standing in happened to be the blind spot of the surveillance, and the sound of participation caused a riot of the zombies, but it did not do that, but shook its body and slowly moved away from the location where the disaster occurred.
At the same time, Tang Ji lived in a small two-story building next to the intersection, standing next to the bed on the second floor, staring out the window.
"Found him, in the North 4th district, at the intersection of the second street on the west side, and is heading west." Don Gil's headphones rang with Hillary's voice.
"Uh-huh, I saw that." Tang Ji looked out the window and replied softly.
Outside the building, the thin zombie body shook slowly, and it took three minutes to walk through a street that was not too long, and the zombie group suddenly moved, as if something had attracted their attention, and they ran.
The skinny zombie immediately followed, mingling in the zombie crowd, running two blocks before slowly stopping, and began to shake its body again, and it walked into an apartment building on the side of the street, and went straight to the third floor.
The entire building is full of zombies, and its behavior seems to be abnormal, but there is no surveillance here, and no one can notice its strangeness.
Is there really none?
"Damned humans, filthy creatures, go and die, and God will forgive me." The skinny zombie muttered in a low voice, and after entering the room on the third floor, he pulled out a large black bag from under the bed, and when he opened it, he could see that it was filled with various small high-explosive devices.
"Who are you?" A man's voice suddenly appeared behind the skinny zombie.
"Who?" The man disguised as a zombie shook violently and looked back.
He didn't see anyone, his eyes were full of zombies, some newborn, some transformed and mature, they all looked covered in blood, and the newborn zombies still had hideous wounds on their bodies.
"Where are you?" The man's eyes widened and he asked. Mobile phone synchronous reading, please visit: i./