Chapter 8: The Maniac
Zombies eat people, very bloody, very cruel, some people will feel disgusting, terrifying, and even desperate when they see it, and some people have no fear, no fear, some are just excited and excited, the bald man who sticks out of the window and looks out is such a person, he likes to tease people, and he also likes to see people's desperate expressions, his parents don't like tattoos, he tattooed a scorpion on his face, and his girlfriend doesn't like baldness, so he shows people with a bald head.
Now, playing desperate people, he is even more excited, especially when others are happiest to send people to hell, at this moment, he has picked up the DV machine, ready to record Wu Feng's expression and the scene of being eaten.
But to the bald man's surprise, Wu Feng did not fall into the group of corpses with the broken sheets, but hooked the anti-theft cage on the second floor with his toes.
Unhappy, unhappy, the bald man was a little angry, returned to the room, picked up a flower pot, and smashed it at Wu Feng, he must record the screams and bloody scenes of the living being eaten by zombies.
The flower pot fell, and with a "bang" sound, it hit Wu Feng's head, and suddenly Wu Feng was beaten to the point that his eyes were full of stars, and the toes that held the anti-theft cage almost let go.
Hanging upside down, looking at the zombie downstairs who stretched out his hand, in addition to anger and killing intent, Wu Feng's eyes were just calm, and the bald man was still smashing things.
I saw the bald man lift out a computer host, Wu Feng was shocked and angry, and the killing intent in his eyes was great, but no matter how strong the killing intent was, he couldn't stop the computer host from falling, so he had to be lucky and breathless, and when the computer host fell, he suddenly hit his fist out, and the "bang" hand hit the host hard, so that there was a depression on the iron chassis, and the host did not hit the body, only smashed the zombies downstairs.
"Damn, damn!"
After watching the bald man tap on the windowsill and then return to the room, he took this opportunity to put his hand on the anti-theft cage on the windowsill on the second floor with the force of his waist, as if he were doing sit-ups.
When he held the cold steel bar, the tense nerves finally relaxed, and at this moment, above the window on the third floor, the bald man pushed out of a wardrobe, "Damn! In the midst of the scolding, his limbs became a little bruised, but the wardrobe was also pushed down by the bald man.
"Hahaha, get down!"
Hearing the bald man's wild laughter, the corners of Wu Feng's mouth also cracked and sneered, when the wardrobe fell, his foot suddenly kicked the window sill, his body pushed the wall into the air, and when the wardrobe fell rapidly, his right foot kicked down the wardrobe, borrowed force out of thin air, suddenly jumped high, and then kicked the smooth wall, and quickly ran up more than two meters like a wall.
When he grabbed the windowsill with both hands, there was a "clang" sound, and the wardrobe fell to the ground and directly smashed a few zombies to death, the bald man was very surprised, the wardrobe did not hit Wu Feng, and what made the bald man even more panicked was that Wu Feng, with his feet on the windowsill at the moment, looked at him with a smile, the same playful eyes, but this look was in the eyes of others.
Standing on the windowsill, Wu Feng looked at the bald man who was a little stunned, didn't say anything, didn't want to say anything, jumped into the windowsill without waiting for the man's reaction, grabbed his collar with his blue and purple hands, and threw him out of the window with a force.
"Bang!" The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground came from outside the window, followed by a miserable howl like killing a pig.
I didn't look out the window, and I knew what happened to the bald man.
Standing by the windowsill and scanning the room, I saw that the house was in a mess, with drink bottles and cigarette butts everywhere, clothes piled up like foul-smelling garbage, posters of big-breasted beauties plastered on blackened walls, and a bed covered with white spots emitting a disgusting smell.
Wrinkled his nose, the smell of zombies smelled better than this room, nothing useful, frowned and walked to the door, and came to the living room, the living room was diametrically opposed to the bald man's bedroom, clean and tidy, and there was a faint smell of sandalwood.
I didn't treat myself as an outsider, and I was even more unkind, I took out a can of drinks from the refrigerator, sat on the sofa and rested, in the last days, there are ownerless things everywhere, as long as you can find it, it is yours, no matter how valuable it is, no matter how valuable it is.
Drink a bottle of drink, walk to the kitchen, see some vegetables and fresh meat, but don't scruple anything, use the kitchen knife to cook, that is, at this time, there is a "bang bang" dense gunfire in the distance, according to the sound of the identification, pistol, but this gunshot is dense, obviously not a gun can be issued.
The gunfire of "bang...... became more and more intense, but within a moment and three seconds, it stopped abruptly like firecrackers.
Then the gunshots rang out again, but this time the gunshots were obviously not so dense, and he shook his head, although he didn't see it, but he could imagine that when he changed the ammunition, some people had already been knocked down by zombies.
"Woo woo ......" With the sparse sound of gunfire, the roar of zombies became more and more dense, and after touching for about ten minutes, the gunshots gradually disappeared, and the screams of zombies were much less.
"Alas......" Wu Feng sighed, and he didn't want to see anything, but the dense gunfire was enough to attract large-scale zombies, unless there was a new stimulation point, it would be difficult for the dense zombies to disperse.
Frowning, stir-frying the fresh meat, and then heating up the cold rice in the rice cooker, it is to gobble it up, while eating, while thinking, how to get close, if the zombies are too dense, even if the light skills have been perfected, there is no way, not to mention that the current body has not practiced light skills at all, and it is not feasible to move forward in the corpse group.
Put down the rice bowl, patted his head helplessly, and went to the roof to see the situation first, if not, he could only choose other targets.
Pick up a kitchen knife, leave the kitchen, walk to the security door, look out from the cat's eye, you can only see the long corridor, there is no zombie, push open the door, and take away the key on the shoe cabinet in front of the door by the way.
As soon as I entered the corridor, I carried a kitchen knife and carefully advanced a distance, and I saw a hidden security door, static, adjust my breathing, and listen carefully to hear the sound of walking back and forth, zombies, human beings cannot open the door, and according to the frequency of walking, it should be zombies, zombies move slowly without finding the target, and when wandering, there is only one footstep every three seconds on average.
Confirming that the door was a zombie, he suddenly occupied the door, opened the door, and saw a female zombie in pajamas rushing over, picking up a kitchen knife and slashing directly at her head.
After seeing that the zombie was dead, he did not close the door, and reflexively walked along the corridor to the stairs, where, when passing through several doors, there was a loud crashing sound inside.
The building is not high, only five floors, and when you come to the rooftop, you suddenly feel desolate, many of the tall buildings are emitting black smoke, as if the fire will never be extinguished, and the billowing smoke seems to dye the blue sky gray.
With a sigh, on the edge of the rooftop of the walkway, the scalp suddenly went numb, and the road adjacent to this building was densely packed with zombies.
In front of the police station, which is less than 400 meters away from this building, it is even more messy, stacked with cabinets, vehicles, shelves, bookcases and other sundries to block the zombies, and then look up, there are dark shadows walking back and forth on the roof of the police station, and when you look closely, it is a few humans in uniform. It seemed that the person above the police station had also spotted him and was waving at him.
Regardless of those who waved their hands, looking down at the dense zombies on the streets, these zombies were more than a thousand, not to mention continuing to look for weapons, even if they had to leave, it was very difficult.
When I was worried, there was a sudden "buzzing" sound in my ears, and when I turned my head, I saw that a model airplane flew from the direction of the police station, and there was something hanging under the model airplane.
On behalf of the aircraft model arrived at the rooftop, it stopped, Wu Feng was a little curious, in front of the airplane model in the aisle, he took off the package hanging below, opened it and looked at it, and immediately smiled bitterly, there were three things in the package, a box of biscuits, a bottle of water and a walkie-talkie.