Kyungwon didn't know how long the girl had been frozen here, her lips were pale, her face was weak, her surroundings were almost covered with snow, and she was bleeding a lot, which was simply fatal.

This injury... Seriously, even if you bring her back to your house now, you don't necessarily mean that you can get her back.

There's also a ring of zombies around... He may have worked in vain for half a day to save only one corpse.

No matter how you think about it, it's a thankless job, but... She asked Kyung Won for help, and she said, help me.

Kyungwon gritted his teeth, took off his down jacket, and poked his clothes into the iron cage with a file spear.

"Cover your down jacket, I'll need some time to get you out of the cage." Kyungwon said as he took out drinking water and canned food from his travel bag.

He felt that the girl should not have the strength to unscrew the cap or open the can, so he helped her unscrew the cap, and the can also opened half of the gap for her, and put an iron spoon in the can very thoughtfully.

He tied a rope to the spear, tied a bow to the mouth of the mineral water bottle, and carefully lowered the bottle by hanging it.

The girl wore the clean down jacket on her shoulders, looked at the water bottle in a daze, looked at it for a while before reacting, and her frozen stiff hands awkwardly untied the knot and took off the bottle of drinking water.

In the same way, Kyungwon put a box of canned luncheon meat down, and without him saying it, the girl also began to drink water with her head up, scooping the meat with a spoon and eating it.

She lowered her head, holding the can, curled up in the little down jacket, her cape emanating like a beggar, and the crystal tears flowed down her cheeks, reflecting the firelight.

Kyungwon sighed and put the radio in, "If you feel scared, just play the song and listen to it." ”

With that, he jumped off the fence from the other side and stood by the burning factory to warm himself up.

He picked up the eggplant knife and weighed it.

If you want to save the girl from the iron cage, the only way to do it is to kill all the zombies.

The smell of living people and blood had made the zombies completely crazy, and he couldn't attract them away with any movement, so he could only do a big job, using an eggplant knife, one by one, to smash the heads of these zombies.

Only in this way can the girl be rescued safely, and he doesn't have much time, the fire in the factory is already spreading in this direction, and the survivors who left originally wanted to use this fire to burn the girl and the zombies into ashes.

Hundreds of zombies must be killed before the fire spreads to this side of the wall.

To do this, he had to replenish his nutrition.

He ate a canned beef, a packet of compressed biscuits, drank a whole bottle of water, and roasted it by the fire until his body was slightly hot, and his joints were lubricated by the obscurity of the low temperature, and at the same time, because of the smell of blood, he was a hundred times more energetic.

Soothing music sounded on the other side of the wall, the girl seemed to press the play button, and Kyungwon heard a faint singing.

She was singing, her voice hoarse and dry.

Kyungwon patted his face, and all the extra things, including firearms, were unloaded and packed in his travel bag.

He didn't want to stain his sweater, so he took it off, his muscles propping up his last black vest.

Putting on rubber gloves and goggles, he walked slowly towards the zombie horde, stopping at the outermost part.

He raised his eggplant knife, aimed its blade at the neck of a zombie crowded inward, gripped the hilt of the knife with both hands, and swung it out like a baseball player.

A puddle of black blood splattered on his face, and the severed head, like a home run baseball, spun high and flew high, smashing a depression in the snow, and the headless body fell to the ground.

No zombies paid attention to him, and the fanatical zombies were still squeezing forward, like a celebrity meeting scene.

It was just right for Kyung-won, who was like a farmer with a sickle in his hand, harvesting ears of wheat.

The tongues of fire jumped more and more, setting off a heat wave, and the snow melted into water, soaked in jet-black blood, and penetrated the ground.

One by one, the heads fell to the ground, and the corpses fell, and the smell of rotting blood on Kyungwon's body became stronger and stronger, and in this extremely cold weather, the eggplant knife inevitably stuck to the rotten flesh and bone fragments.

The flames spread to the side of the wall, and the fire illuminated everything, but the smell of embers could not outweigh the disgusting stench of rancidity.

“95，96，97...”

Every time Jing Yuan cut off a head, he counted in his heart, his body was already splashed with blood, and his blood-red eyes were like a fierce ghost, a butcher with a thousand blades, and he was full of evil energy.

“107，108，109。”

Finally, by the time he counted to 109, there was not a single creature standing around but him.

Behind the iron cage was a raging fire, and the corpses by the wall had already ignited flames.

Kyungwon stood in front of the iron cage and looked at the emaciated girl.

"Shake... Shake..."

"The spring breeze is shaking... It's Grandma's Bridge..."

"Whoa... Shout..."

"Frolic... Through the alleys..."

Kyungwon broke the lock on the iron cage, opened the cage door, took off his gloves and bloodstained goggles, and stretched out his hand to the singing girl.

He thought that this must look scary, but there was no fear in the girl's eyes, she regained her energy a little, crawled towards the cage like a cat, and handed her hand to the palm of Kyungwon's hand.

The fire was about to burn, and Jing Yuan wrapped her thin body in a down jacket and hugged her waist, only to find that she had fainted.

He slung his travel bag on his back and looked around, spotting a warehouse across the street from the factory.

All the zombies around here have been killed by him, so resting around here is the best option.

He endured the intense bloodthirsty desire and carried the girl into the warehouse.

It was a warehouse for miscellaneous items, about thirty or forty square meters, about the size of a small classroom, with benches and tables, brooms and brooms, and some heavy machinery.

He gently placed the girl on a cushion, found an iron basin, and split some wooden tables and stools for firewood, and made a fire.

He tested the girl's snort, it was very weak, her whole body must be very cold, he couldn't let her continue to lose temperature, and finally rescued her, if she froze to death like this, it would be a loss to grandma's house.

Kyungwon immediately set up a simple stove to boil water, and moved the girl to the brazier so that the light of the fire could shine more on her.

He was too dirty to come into direct contact with the girl, for fear that the black blood mixed with mold would infect her.

Before treating her injuries, he had to clean up the stains on her body, but the clean water had run out, so he thought about it, went to the snow, and rubbed the snow on his body with the white snow as a cleaning powder.

Just like cleaning with sand or plant ash, this snow can also be used for "bathing".