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The black smoke stretched straight into the air to fill in the color of this bleak post-apocalyptic scene, the smoke was out of Zhang Xiaoqiang's sight, he knew what was going on there, curiosity scratched in his heart like a cat's claw. Looking at the watch, it's 3:40 p.m. It was at least two hours before dark, enough time for him to go to the top of the building to take a look.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the high imitation tiger tooth saber and tied it to the belt, the shoelaces under the scabbard were firmly trapped on his thighs, took two steps to see that it had no effect on the flexibility of the body, picked up the shield and iron gun and went out with the binoculars.

Climb the stairs carefully. Zhang Xiaoqiang lives on the second floor, the roof is on the eighth floor, he carefully tiptoes slowly to the stairs above, to the staircase on the third floor, and tries to open the security door of the residents on the third floor, locked as he thought, at least he doesn't have to worry about zombies rushing out of it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly went up and tried the doorknob in front of the door on each floor, all the way to the eighth floor. He relaxed a little, the unit he lived in was safe, and the zombies were locked in the house. As he passed by the doors, he could hear the sound of the zombies in the house scratching the iron door, and the smell on his body intensified the strength of the zombies scratching the door, and the zombie's sharp claws scratched the iron door with a piercing metal cracking sound, making his teeth a little sore.

The owner of the eighth floor sealed the entire staircase with an iron railing, and an iron door for people to enter and exit was tightly locked. He carefully inspected the iron door, there was a lot of rust on the edge of the iron door, and it was locked tightly, and only a card with a thick ID card could be inserted into the side of the lock.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little anxious, thinking about whether to go downstairs and find some tools. Aiming at the whole iron door, he knocked with his hand, and found that the iron door was actually very thin, in order to save materials, the owner welded a white iron sheet with an electric welding machine on the door frame made of triangular iron, and the solder joints were not very many, he breathed a sigh of relief, and it was easy to do!

Pull out the tiger tooth saber and insert it into the iron plate and move it outward, "Tom......"

The iron plate had been pried open a corner, and he continued to pry it with his tiger teeth until he found the entrance that would allow him to get in.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the rooftop of the building, where the floor was full of building materials, bricks, river sand, cement, various PPR water inlet pipes and PVC line pipes covered the entire rooftop. It seems that the owner of the eighth floor is going to build his own house privately on the roof, and the row of red brick walls at the end of the roof has been half built.

Three zombies suddenly flashed out from behind the wall, and greeted Zhang Xiaoqiang one in front and two behind, holding a brick knife on one paw in front.

"Kao" Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded, he didn't burn incense when he went out, and he was unlucky.

He turned and ran two steps, then stopped on both feet!

"Now I can run, what will I do in the future, it's just three, what do I have to be afraid of!"

The blood rushed into his brain, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang excited, turned around and ran towards the first zombie. The shield in his left hand was held desperately, and the iron spear in his right hand was slightly raised. He gasped for breath in his mouth, and his eyes were fixed on the figure of the zombie.

The zombie's thin cheeks and exaggerated mouth caught his eye. At the moment when the zombie came into contact with him, his right hand tightly held the iron spear and slashed through an arc in the air, slamming into the zombie's right calf.

"Kacha ......" The sound of bones breaking sounded.

The loss of the "plop ......" fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the zombies that fell to the ground, and trotted towards the remaining two zombies, the two zombies were one left and one right, separated by five or six meters from each other, and he rushed towards the zombies on the left. The palm of the hand holding the iron spear was sweating slightly, and his heart was beating violently, making it difficult for him to breathe.

"Two meters, one meter, right now!"

The left hand holding the tin lid was tightly attached to his left chest, and he slammed the lid against the zombie with his left shoulder, and a huge force spread from the shoulder to his left wrist bone, and the feeling of burning spread in his left hand, and the tin lid became convex and backward, which made people unrecognizable!

didn't have time to think about it, taking advantage of the zombie turning to the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the damaged iron pot lid, grabbed the iron gun with both hands and rushed towards the remaining zombie, approached, and stepped forward with his left leg into a bow. Aim at the zombies to reveal the ugly reveal of the iron spear stabbing.

"Poof......

The triangular spear head pierced the throat of the zombie, and then drilled into the cervical vertebrae and poked out the back of the neck, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the gun body from left to right, and the triangular file shattered the skin and bones of the zombie's neck and easily pulled out, and a hole made of flesh and blood appeared in the neck of the zombie. The zombie's head hung on its back with the rest of its skin and sinew, and fell to the ground.

"Huh......" Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath, aiming at his head, and stabbing his neck? This marksmanship is too watery, isn't it?

The previous zombie had already climbed up from the ground, and the impact just now did not cause any damage to it, and it pounced on Zhang Xiaoqiang again with teeth and claws. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the first zombie he had knocked down, crawling towards him on the ground, one of his calves already beaten. For zombies, the desire for flesh and blood is above all else, this is a kind of ** from the bones, let it instinctively approach him, chew him up and swallow him into his throat before he is willing!

Zhang Xiaoqiang let go of the zombie's pounce, ran behind the zombie with a broken leg, stepped on its back with one foot so that it couldn't move, the arm exerted force, and the iron gun stabbed into the back of the zombie's head, turned the gun body and pulled out the gun head, the zombie didn't move, and the gun head was stained with yellow brain pulp with a fishy smell.

"There's one last one left."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at the last zombie rushing towards him, he wanted to test the idea in his heart, to see what else the zombie had besides the head, he circled the zombie teasing it, and then took the opportunity to discount its two arms successively.

The head of the gun kept stabbing in and out of the zombie's body, the zombie's clothes had been stirred into cloth by the iron gun, the thin and black body was covered with holes, and the heart, liver, and lungs were all stirred. The zombie was unconscious, and threw its two broken arms like a mad dog to chase and bite him, and when the experiment was over, the head of the spear pierced into the foul-smelling mouth, shattering its mouth full of fangs and pulling it out.

I found a tissue in my pocket and wiped the sweat off my face.

"Kao, one against three, I actually did it, I really did it, I was afraid to die of a zombie five days ago. Killed 10 of them today, and three of them were head-on strikes without any fancy! ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a burst of relief; "Who said otaku are useless, I live, I will continue to live, I will live better" he said to himself.

The excitement calmed down, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at his watch, it was 4:31 p.m., it took about ten minutes to climb the building and search, it took more than twenty minutes to pry the iron door, and it took less than ten minutes to kill zombies, do experiments, and find the legendary brain nucleus, although there was nothing in the zombie's head except brain.

Remembering the purpose of his upstairs today, he walked to the rooftop parapet wall, raised his tenfold telescope and looked at the place where the smoke was raised, and after more than half an hour, the smoke had faded a little. In the lens of the telescope, a medium-sized van flipped into place, and hundreds of zombies surrounded the van in several piles. The front of the car hit the flower platform on the side of the road, and there was a faint flame on the body. In front of the front of the car there was a bus and a medium-sized truck ramming together, more cars crashed into the back, the bodies of two cars and numerous cars sealed the entire road to death, everything was clear, rushed out of the city center a van carrying survivors wanted to get out of the city, in the case of the road was blocked due to the speed of the car and the brakes could not be overturned, some survivors were burned to death in the car, some were thrown out of the car to be eaten by zombies.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart was a little sullen. Now this apocalyptic world is a world of zombies, and all the survivors are like hungry rats under heavy pressure to earn a glimmer of life for themselves. At least he was lucky, and the family still had enough food for him to last for two months. As for what to do in two months?

"Let's finish these two months first, and we'll talk about it later."

Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head, comforted himself with typical otaku thoughts, and walked downstairs, and the sky began to rain at the same time as he went downstairs!