Leng Yang used to have great hopes for the army, and after years of propaganda, he always felt that the army should be people's last hope, but through the police station, he vaguely felt that he might not be strong in the face of the zombie army.

Leng Yang searched in the police station from office to office, he remembered that the larger police station should have a so-called gun room for storing ammunition, but he didn't know that the memory was learned from that novel.

Most of the police officers in the police station are public security police and office personnel, and the use of firearms may be practiced a few times a year, which can only be said to be better than ordinary people, just upstairs is already the most zombies killed by Leng Yang, and there are no guns in these offices at all.

Leng Yang came to the basement floor, the office building of the police station actually has a floor underground, Leng Yang began to be overjoyed, and thought that he had found some mysterious national security office, but there was only one floor below, to be precise, it was a staircase down, and then there were several offices on both sides, without a little cover, not mysterious at all.

There was an office that was a little different, its door turned out to be iron, and it was obviously a little deformed, Leng Yang saw many zombie fist prints on the door, and a lot of dried black blood.

Leng Yang used an axe to pry open the deformed iron door, it was daylight but the room was not very bright, only two exhaust fans about the size of a human head revealed a little bit of sunlight, Leng Yang pushed open the iron door and could still see the situation in the room by the faint light.

This office is full of large cabinets, densely packed with file bags. There was also a small desk with a corpse lying on it, a corpse in a police uniform.

Leng Yang looked at this corpse that was as if he was napping on the desk, and felt a little strange, this is too normal, oh no, this is also too abnormal. It's a zombie world outside, why is this person dying here in such a standardized posture?

Leng Yang looked around carefully, there was a lot of dust on the file, there were still some cracks at the exhaust fan, and some wall ash had fallen.

He walked over to the policeman's corpse, and it always felt a little strange to look at the corpse lying on the table in a police uniform and a police hat.

He saw that there seemed to be several pieces of paper with handwriting written on the policeman's head, neatly pressed under the policeman. Leng Yang removed the corpse and read the notes carefully.

March 1, 2013, sunny

It turns out that the zombies mentioned in the American drama are real, yesterday I saw with my own eyes that my colleagues have become zombies, Brother Zhang, Feng Ke, have all become the kind of zombies with black blood, and Xiao Miao, the woman I like has also become a zombie. I was lucky, I happened to be checking the information in the archives yesterday, and I wanted to go out to see the changes outside, but Huang Ju walked past me and I found that he was pale, and the corners of his mouth were still bleeding black, and I didn't know what to think at the time, so I closed the door and hid in the archives.

Count me lucky, but later I saw that all my colleagues had become the strange appearance of the Yellow Bureau, and I knew that it was terrible, and the phone couldn't get through, so I had to wait here, there were gunshots outside, and we were resisting, so the city should find out about this situation.

March 2nd, cloudy

I shouldn't have looked outside through the little window on the door, now that the zombies are pushing the door outside, maybe I'm going to die.

March 3rd, cloudy

The phone still can't get through, what's going on outside? Could it be that the whole world has become a zombie? I haven't eaten for two days, but luckily there is bottled water in the archives.

March 4th, cloudy

The zombies are still outside, I have locked myself inside, I want to live, there have been gunshots outside, and I am definitely not the only one who survived. What is the government doing, why is there no movement outside and the sound of cars is gone?

March 5th, fine

I've tried, I can't get out of the door, which slut designed the exhaust fan, I can't smash it open, I'm going to die.

Okay, I'll just say what I want to say. It's easy for me to work hard to become a sub-department, my name is Li Feng, if anyone sees my last words, help me take care of my wife and children, they live in Unit 5-3, Unit 1, Fengming Community, No. 38 Xinhua Road, please, I know there is little hope, but how I hope that my wife and children are still alive.

It takes at least twenty minutes for the living people I saw to become zombies, this information is not accurate, but it will only be less and not more, I saw Xiao Wang become a zombie after being bitten by them, but I forgot the timer at that time.

Also, zombies should be everywhere in China, at least the zombies I see in our bureau have different blood types, all blood types will be infected, both men and women, and Brother Zhang, who is the most powerful and strongest in our bureau, has nothing to do with being strong.

We are 24 to 52 years old, and we have all been infected, but there are at least five or more people besides me who have not been directly mutated, and I hear their voices, human beings should still have them, and I hope you can live.

If it's some alien, forget about the virus, if it's really the United States that did it, kill them all, kill them all, no matter what company virus research or what, I will never forgive my colleagues and friends for becoming such people.

Oh yes, it's important to say martial arts cheats, I don't know which unit you are, my office is near the inside of the bureau's gun room, the gun is gone, there was a case on February 28th, the Cao team took people out, but there should be some bullets, and last time I confiscated a batch of civilian crossbows, air guns, I hope it can help you. There are also body armor inside, I don't know if Team Cao took them away.

In the sub-district police station, there are not many guns and ammunition, only the special police team outside the city has more, and it is only half an hour's drive to it, at No. 20 Wangyu Street, Xiaolongwan.

No matter who you are, that unit, please help me find my family, thank you, I can't do it, I don't have the strength, I am dizzy, I haven't eaten a grain of rice for 4 days. There are some poor people in our jurisdiction, there should be a lot of people in old-fashioned buildings, who rarely go out, and it is very likely that some will survive, please help find them.

Good luck and live well! Wife, son, live well! Li Feng is a masterpiece.

At the end of the handwriting, Li Feng's words became weaker and weaker, Leng Yang put down the note in his hand, this is a good policeman, but unfortunately he is unlucky, even in this case, he still tried his best to provide the information he knew about the zombies through observation.

But he didn't know that it was not the big army he imagined that saw his last words, just an ordinary person who was struggling in the apocalypse like him.

Leng Yang put Li Feng's body back in its place, and continued to put the note paper under him, maybe one day there will be troops coming, he is not a hero, because he has never killed a zombie, but he is indeed a dutiful person, he did not collapse in his environment, did not vent, he did his best from the beginning to the end.

Leng Yang closed the door of the archives, he decided to wait to go to the Fengming community to see, he received Li Feng's kindness, he had to repay, and the most important thing is that he stopped by the Fengming community, Leng Yang is not a big man in the righteous Bo Yuntian but also has the kindness of a small citizen.