Aiming at the big pit ten meters away, Zhang Xiaoqiang slammed the torch out of his hand, one second, two seconds, three seconds... 'Boom...' A monstrous flame shot up from the big pit, and a blast of high-temperature giant The waves swept towards Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer turned around and ran, the heat wave chased after their buttocks, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer could not feel normal breathing until they ran tens of meters away.
The red and whitish flames were nearly ten meters above the ground, thick black smoke hovered in the sky, and some large pieces of black ash rolled and danced in the heat wave. Looking at this grand scene, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little dazed. fire. I didn't know that the power of the flames was so great, and Yang Ke'er and I almost turned into charcoal sparrows.
Yang Ke'er opened her small mouth when she saw such a big fire, she was in a daze for a long time before she came back to her senses, looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said a word, Zhang Xiaoqiang was so angry that Yang Ke'er wanted to go crazy on the spot.
"Why is this! I'm still waiting to hit Boos, husband, are you afraid that I'll kill Boos and make you lose face?"
After a while, Yang Ke'er felt that this place was too hot, afraid of affecting his tender skin, turned around and walked towards the house, muttering what to eat for lunch, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't care about Yang Ke'er, he just watched Looking at the flames, he has no idea whether the flames can deal with d2, who made d2's skin too perverted
"Aw..." A loud noise came from the big pit, it was d2's painful wail of being unable to withstand the baptism of the flames. Not long after, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a tremor from the ground under his feet. Although the big pit in the distance was covered by flames, he could still see many sand and stones flying into the sky, it was d2 hitting the earth wall.
The big pit was five meters deep, so Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have to worry about d2 running out, at least before it knocked down the earth wall, the ground under his feet kept shaking, but it became weaker and weaker until there was no impact at all.
"Aw..." d2 let out a miserable scream again, and there was no sound after that, the flames burned more violently, and the tongue of flames swaying in the air seemed more and more proud.
The zombie itself has lost a lot of water, and its resistance to the flames is getting weaker and weaker. Even if the water accounts for 78% of the body, normal humans cannot resist, let alone a zombie that is no different from a mummy
The flames were scorching, and apart from the dry heat, there was also a strong smell of burning in the air. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that he was about to suffocate, so he stopped staying where he was, and slowly checked along the fire pit.
When he saw the corpses of zombies on the small bridge, he realized that he had reached the other side of the fire scene. The original color of the bridge deck could no longer be seen. Now the entire bridge deck has only one color, black.
The black color was made up of countless zombie corpses, some of which were completely turned into a puddle of flesh, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach twitch again, but he had already vomited before, but now he couldn't vomit. When he walked to the bridge, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw There are standing, falling, and floating zombies in the pond under the bridge. The center of the deepest pond is now filled with zombies, and some zombies are standing on the pile of corpses in the center of the pond.
Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to cross the bridge to investigate, but he saw layers of meat and bones falling on the bridge. He really couldn't find a place to step down. If he wanted to walk normally, he had to find a big shovel and shovel the meat and bones Then sprinkle a thick layer of quicklime, but Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't have the time and effort, he just gritted his teeth and walked on the sticky pile of meat, walking in the muddy meat, Zhang Xiaoqiang hypnotized himself in his heart , I was walking on a thick carpet.
Every step Zhang Xiaoqiang took on the bridge felt extremely heavy, and every time he lifted his feet felt that the time was so long, it was not until he stood on the opposite bank that he finally let out the pain accumulated in his heart in one breath.
The iron house that was lifted into mid-air by d2 is now trampled by hundreds of zombies and spread on the ground. Some cigarette magazines and tabloids have also been trampled to pieces. The alley between the two small buildings can lead to the market. Every few steps on the ground, you can see a black puddle of meat, and a few zombies whose bones have been trampled and broken lie on the ground and lose their vitality.
Just out of the alley, I saw a vegetable market covered by a plastic shed. Clothes are sold on both sides of the alley. One sells children's clothing and children's toys, and the other sells women's autumn and winter clothes. The most conspicuous in the shop There was a lady's leather trench coat hanging there.
Now there are no corpses wandering around, and there is silence within a kilometer. Zhang Xiaoqiang is walking on the empty vegetable farm. The empty vegetable farm is very quiet now. Looking at everything in front of him, Zhang Xiaoqiang has a feeling in his heart that there are no zombies. , and no one, everything here is the same as before the virus outbreak, except that there is no one.
The military shoes stepped on the concrete floor and made a "crack... cluck..." sound, occasionally bypassing some scattered bones, and did not stop until a concrete pier. On the concrete pier was an old oilcloth. Vegetables have turned yellow, some lotus roots have become dry, even the garlic and potatoes that are easy to store are still sprouting dryly, Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to walk forward, reminiscing about the lost time, and walked out a few steps. stopped suddenly.
Zhang Xiaoqiang turned his head sharply, the sprouting garlic and potatoes were still lying on the old oilcloth, his eyes were fixed on these things, something was melting in his heart, and the melting things flowed to his chest and turned into hope two words.
Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the concrete pier again, picked up a clove of garlic and gently stroked the buds on the garlic, his eyes were moist, alive, the garlic in the last days was alive, he picked up the potato again, the water from the potato fell off It was so powerful, but the first buds on it still pierced through the rough skin and poked their heads out. Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully observed the surrounding environment for a long time before reaching a conclusion.
There are large sheds in the vegetable farm to block the fierce sunlight, and the surrounding buildings and former zombies block most of the wind. Although these crops do not have enough water, they still sprout. As long as they are transplanted into the soil, and carefully Take care, and when you harvest, you can get several times and dozens of times in return. What is more precious than this
Zhang Xiaoqiang carefully held this wrinkled potato that looked like a moldy old pickle in the palm of his hand, and carefully examined the lavender crystal-like buds on the potato under the light, his heart was full of joy.
"Boom..." There was a sound of a beer bottle hitting the ground in the distance, a strong sense of oppression filled Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart, and it was that inexplicable and annoying sixth sense, Zhang Xiaoqiang was careful not to be careless, he Knowing that every time he feels like this, there will always be troubles coming, this time he will definitely not be an exception, Zhang Xiaoqiang drew out the Jingwei Sword and drew out the saber.
Holding a knife in his left hand and a sword in his right hand, he carefully watched his surroundings and slowly receded to the alley. The vegetable market was still silent, but this silence made people panic. The sense of urgency is so strong that the previous sense of crisis is completely drizzle compared with the present, but this time it is a downpour.
Although Zhang Xiaoqiang is cautious, he is not afraid. After several life-and-death crises, he has honed his mentality to be strong enough. Although he doesn't know where the crisis comes from, he knows that he needs to be more calm and calm now. Give away your own life.
He moved slowly with the soles of his feet on the ground, trying not to make a sound, and just retreated until he exited the market. The feeling of danger did not weaken at all, but did not increase any more. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the entrance of the alley in front of him. He let out a sigh of relief, as long as he retreated across the small bridge, at least there was no complicated terrain and so many obstacles, so he could clearly see where the danger came from.