Chapter 42: The Toys' Horns
Nineteen minutes before the time of the army's announcement, he walked through the winding staircase to the top of the building, and as he walked, Su Qian put the gun behind him, looked at the watch in his hand, and paused slightly near the iron gate of the rooftop.
A zombie dressed in a cleaner's costume appeared in front of Su Qian, heard the sound and turned the corner, and came back towards the stairs on this side.
Looking at the zombie that rushed straight in, a bit of cold light spit out silently from his sleeve, his body was staggered, and the body of the cleaner zombie was still moving, but his head flew up uncontrollably.
And Su Qian's hand held a knight's long sword with a simple style, and the dark green blood slid down the sharp blade drop by drop, outlining a trace of blood on the ground.
The lock of the iron door slowly unscrewed, and at the moment of opening the iron door, the arm of a zombie stretched out suddenly, clicking, and the arm full of green spots was directly clamped off by the iron door!
A few seconds later, there was a hysterical roar outside the iron door, and behind the door, a black zombie with a height of one meter eight and a strong physique was about to raise his fist to slam the door, and then from between the cracks in the door, a long sword was handed out, and the tip of the sword went directly through his throat.
"Su ...... What is the situation on the rooftop...... ...... "Danny, who was deliberately a minute late, originally wanted to see the appearance of Su Qianwolf, but when he saw the corpse on the ground, his jaws could no longer be closed normally.
"God, you killed all these zombies?!"
Looking up, there were about a dozen headless zombie corpses lying on the rooftop, and Su Qian was standing alone on the edge of the fence looking into the distance, and Dolan's blade had already been put away by him.
"Come and do me a favor and bring this iron here." Su Qian didn't answer his question, and commanded himself, his hands wrapped around a sharp triangular bronze sculpture, which is the architectural symbol of the Toronto Tower.
"What are you doing here? Do you still want to push this down and smash those zombies to death! Danny complained in his heart, but glanced at the zombie corpses all over the ground, and honestly walked to Su Qian's side to help.
It took a lot of effort for the two of them to move the metal cone to the edge of the balcony, and then Su Qian took out two bundles of thick and long hemp rope from his backpack and tied a section of the rope to the high branch of the fence.
Bang bang, the sound of fireworks on the lake continues to reverberate, and in the interval between the fireworks explosions, you can hear the angry howls of zombies, and even faintly overshadow the fireworks, these fireworks not only attract the attention of the zombies under the Toronto Tower, but almost attract the zombies in a nearby area.
"Oh my God, how many zombies are down there?" Danny bared his teeth, and after seeing that it was Su Qian who had finished tying the rope, he took out a few small bags and two large cans of plastic oil from his backpack, and put down the small bags in some places on the balcony very carefully, and then poured oil on them.
"What are these?" Danny couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Something to save lives, of course." There was also a backpack brought by Zhang Jie on the ground, and after a careful look, it was filled with the small bags that Su Qian had just placed, which made Danny's curiosity even heavier, Su Qian hesitated for a while, and finally did not take out those small bags, but sealed the pockets of the backpack again.
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"Plug the stairs a little stronger." Zhang Jie and Audrey have blocked all possible routes below.
"Zhang, can we really go back?" Audrey looked at the dark city outside, her tone full of worry.
"Don't worry, we'll make it." Zhang Jie comforted her again.
"Thank you, thank you. You Orientals are such an amazing people, and I would like to have the opportunity to visit you. ”
"There will be a chance, but to correct it, not all Orientals are like Su Qian, he is an outlier...... Even in my acquaintance, he's a unique outlier. Zhang Jie unceremoniously hacked Su Qian.
"But I believe in him." At the mention of Su Qian, Audrey seemed to find some kind of hope again: "He will definitely save us." ”
"Well, I believe him too." After Zhang Jie finished speaking, he looked at the long dark night outside the window, and added in his heart, "I hope so." ”
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The shore of Lake Ontario was filled with a group of zombies pressed by the black, and many zombies fell into the lake one after another to make a plopping sound, but as Su Qian had already done, the zombies couldn't swim and could only walk underwater.
If they want to catch the people on the boat, unless they can fill the whole of Lake Ontario with corpses.
The next moment, with the sound of collision and falling water mixed with the chaos, a cloud of sand and dust suddenly rose in the zombie group, and the zombies on both sides were impacted by an irresistible huge force, and on that rushing away road was a huge creeper zombie running wildly on all fours, and the most conspicuous thing was that the creeper zombie also had a blood-dripping crossbow arrow stuck in its eye.
The creeper zombie shaped like a giant lizard suddenly raised its tail after running wildly, and its whole body jumped up and rolled agile for two weeks when it landed, landing accurately in front of a red sports car.
In front of him, a slender figure in a tuxedo stood, the tuxedo zombie slowly took off his white gloves and gently stroked the creeper's head with his white and slender fingers, and between them, there was some kind of message transmitting.
The slender fingers pulled out the crossbow arrow, bringing up a piece of black-green flesh, and the creeper zombie pressed its head lower, and the broken flesh slowly wriggled and was rapidly reborn.
The tuxedo zombie held the crossbow arrow between his fingers and walked to the door of the BMW, holding the crossbow arrow in both hands and bowing slightly. The woman in the driver's seat took off her sunglasses, and there was a bit of sparkle in her eyes.
"You're saying there's another group of people in the Toronto Tower, and they've injured Gojo."
The tuxedo zombie nodded, a kind of regular roar coming out of his throat.
"Forget it, you can't tell...... This time I'm going to go there myself. ”
"You broke those toys last time."
The red Ferrari's engine roared, and the woman turned to Noni in the passenger seat with a schanting smile.
"Hey...... Are the people of the army you are talking about coming soon? ”
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Ten minutes have passed before you know it,
There were still ten minutes to go before the army's rescue announcement again, and the quiet Toronto, which had been quiet for a few days, finally had a slight sound.
The dark room, the dilapidated fence wall, a small head poked out of the window, first looked at the fireworks on Lake Ontario outside, then at the wall clock on the wall, and then quietly walked to the couch in the living room, stared at the screen, and held the remote control tightly.
Old walls, mountains of waste, this is a garbage disposal site on the outskirts of Toronto, among the foul-smelling garbage dumps, a few survivors with guns on their backs are sitting in front of an abandoned second-hand TV, looking excited and nervous.
Scenes like this are constantly being presented in all corners of the giant city of Toronto.
ps: Thank you for the tips and support of Sha Si, who recalls the book friends.