Chapter 63: Zombie Meatballs
"Boom ......"
The lightning tore through the sky, and then the rolling thunder shook the sky, and the raindrops continued to fall and wash the mottled blood stains on the highway, making the scene of the car accident not so tragic, and the zombies wandering on the road were used to the thunder, and they would not look up at the gloomy sky without food as soon as the thunder hit.
Food will not fall from the sky, but food will be automatically delivered to the door, no, the zombies wandering at the scene of the car accident, through the misty light rain, can see five figures approaching, food, food delivered to the door, hunger stimulates their brains that have lost the ability to think, instinctively drive their cold bodies, so that they rush to the food delivered to the door in a "woo" roar.
Food, delicious food, zombies can't wait to put on their wings and fly to the food, tear open their chests, bite their heads, enjoy the incomparably sweet brains, seeing that it is about to arrive, the delicacy is already beckoning to them, at this moment, suddenly a black shadow bursts out of the roadside wasteland, blocking their progress, throwing them to the ground one by one, biting their heads with razor-like fangs.
Dog, nearly one meter seven tall, nearly two meters long black back, no, it is more ferocious than a wolf to tear the zombie's head from the neck, its speed is comparable to a cheetah, the zombie only saw its figure, but it has been thrown to the ground, its strength is stronger than the bear, under the impact, the zombie flew out a few meters like a sandbag, lying on the ground, the bones were broken, and he could only wait for the big dog to bite!
The zombie is lying on the ground weakly, how can there be such a ferocious animal in the world, can only lie on his stomach and wait for the arrival of death to end this sad life, but, unfortunately, an unhurried voice sounded in the ears of the zombie, "Rations, come back ......"
The darkness given by death did not come, and they can continue to live sadly, fortunately, unfortunately, only the zombies themselves know.
The black back did not give the zombie the peace of death, and ran to a pale and bloodless man with a mouthful of dirty blood, Wu Feng, its owner, and the only owner, it remembered that it was the owner who took it away at the moment when it was lonely, and when it was extremely hungry, it was the owner who gently fed it, and when it was afraid and helpless, it was the owner who gave it a warm embrace, sitting on the ground, wagging its tail, spitting out a blood-stained tongue, with kindness and expectation in its eyes, as if it had just been fierce, and the murderous hunt was just an illusion.
"Very good, come on!" Wu Feng touched the head of the black back dotingly, the black back closed his eyes as if he liked the gentle stroke of the master, when the master threw two balls of meatballs into the blood basin of the black back, the black back was excited and happy like a child after being rewarded and motivated, and walked around the master and wagged his tail to please and ignore the other people, as if he was looking forward to more praise and meatballs from the master.
Wu Feng smiled and patted the head of the black back, pointing to the road in front of the road, "Continue to open the road to ......"
"Mmmm......mmmm
The black back let out a happy low cry, and continued to rush towards the zombies in the rain with a light and agile pace, opening the way for the master and fighting for the master.
Wu Feng smiled and looked at the figure of the black back in the distance, took out a kitchen knife from the backpack, walked to a zombie corpse, cut the zombie's head very skillfully, dug out the zombie's scarlet eyes, blackened tongue, and the yellow-white brain, and then pulled out the zombie's internal organs, waved the kitchen knife, and chopped these zombie parts into minced meat with "da-da-da", took a strip of flour handed by Han Qi, and pinched the minced meat into meatballs with the zombie's dirty blood.
Zombie meatballs, this is not a good thing, not only exudes a strong smell of corpses, but also contains the culprit of the end of the world U virus, humans can't eat it, even if it's the controller, but the mutant beast can treat this zombie meatball as a delicacy, the mutant beast can not only digest the zombie meat, but also absorb the U virus in the zombie flesh and blood to become stronger!
This meatball is finely chopped, mixed with the internal organs of the zombie brain, and contains more U virus, in other words, it is more nutritious and conducive to absorption and digestion.
The staple snack food as a "reserve ration" is good, and it seems that the "reserve ration" likes to eat it.
Put away more than 30 zombie meatballs, put them into a lunch box marked with "Don't move, special for rations", handed it to Han Qi, a beautiful little girl, and looked back at Meng Biao, Han Bin, Jiao Yu sat on the ground without caring about the image, tired, Wu Feng knew very well, not only they were tired, but Wu Feng himself was also tired, but he still smiled and said: "Run at full speed for five kilometers with a load, fast, fast, fast!" ”
"Ah, senior brother, there are still five kilometers, doesn't it mean that just five kilometers is the last?" Meng Biao had iron pieces tied to his feet and hands, his clothes were already soaked, and he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat, he just complained, but he saw Wu Feng's smile like the rising sun, and immediately stood up, "Senior brother, I was wrong, I will run ...... now."
"It's late, five-minute squat jump, the timer starts!" Wu Feng said a word, Meng Biao's eyes were dark, so he had to stand up and start doing squat jumps, five minutes, no limit to how many people can do as much as they want, this punishment is not a big deal, but what makes Meng Biao feel embarrassed is that the punishment is not only to punish one person, including Jiao Yu, but also Wu Feng himself.
No, in the eyes of Han Bin and Han Qi looking at the madman, Wu Feng took the lead in squatting, Jiao Yu had no choice but to follow, and Meng Biao looked embarrassed, "Brother Xiao Yu, I was wrong......
"Don't talk nonsense, do it quickly!" Jiao Yu had a calm face, and started to do it angrily, squat jumping, which was no problem for him as a controller, but he couldn't use special abilities, not only he couldn't use special abilities, but Wu Feng, who took the lead in doing squat jumps, didn't use any internal force, everything, with the most basic physical strength.
Han Qi, who was a little girl, looked at the watch on her wrist helplessly, in an hour, she felt what madness was, running, in two hours, Wu Feng led them to run more than ten kilometers, and it was a weight-bearing run, Meng Biao had very little weight, five kilograms of weight on his hands and feet, and only about twenty kilograms of stones in the backpack, Jiao Yu was miserable, the things in the backpack were not counted, there were twenty pounds of weight on his hands and feet alone, this was completely abusing people, but Wu Feng himself was carrying thirty kilograms, and the military backpack was sprinkled with iron!
This is completely masochistic, but to Han Qi's surprise, in addition to Meng Biao's repeated complaints and punishments, Jiao Yu always said nothing, trying to complete Wu Feng's assigned indicators, while Wu Feng himself carried the most weight but ran the fastest.
Compared with these three people, she and Han Bin are much easier, the things on their backs are just living materials, not too heavy, and the heavy things are shared by Jiao Yu, saying that they are small guys, it is better to say that they are training assistants, but even so, the two of them are tired like dogs, she is better, she has learned fighting, practiced Jeet Kune Do, studied Wing Chun, and usually exercises regularly, she can barely keep up with the footsteps of Wu Feng and the others, her younger brother Han Bin is miserable, although his body belongs to the category of health, he usually neglects to exercise, if it wasn't for Meng Biao's distraction and care, he would have been thrown away.
However, to her relief, since the toll booth came out, Han Bin has not screamed bitterly, although his physical strength is not good, he has been gritting his teeth and persevering.
"Whew, keep it up!" Han Qi took a deep breath, they can all insist, why can't she, besides, although Wu Feng's training method is crazy, it is also in line with science and will not make people's bodies collapse.
Han Qi looked down at his watch, and then looked at the three people who gritted their teeth and insisted, "It's time for five minutes!" ”
"Let's go!" Wu Feng stood up, only feeling that his legs were sore, but he didn't rest anything, and took steps to run forward.
Seeing this, Jiao Yu gritted his teeth and lifted heavy objects, keeping up with Wu Feng's pace, he knew what Wu Feng was doing, basic training, what he needed most, and that Meng Biao looked at the backs of the two of them, pulled up Han Bin, who was unable to stand up, and shouted: "Senior brother, Brother Xiao Yu, wait for me......"