Zhang Xiaoqiang woke up early in the morning, looked out the window, the sky was hazy, and a gust of chilly wind passed over his face. Brings up a little wave in my heart.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has moved three times, and this is the place he has lived in for the longest time. He has spent half of his life here. He thought it would be the same for the rest of his life, but unfortunately, he will have to give up today.
Packed his bags, checked his weapons, put on his clothes, and went around the house for the last time before going out, keeping everything in this house firmly in his heart. He didn't know if he would come back, nor what he would face in the future Dilemma, from the living room to the kitchen, to the bedroom, touching the computer Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed,
"In the days when there is no computer and no Internet, I will bid farewell to the title of otaku forever." . .
In the plastic bottle with the cockroaches next to the computer, the cockroaches were still pretending to be dead at the bottom of the bottle, seemingly unaware of what happened outside the bottle, Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the bottle and shook it lightly, the cockroaches were shaken and crawled to find a way out. Two months without food or water had no effect on it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly realized that the cockroach is so humble and insignificant, but it behaves so calmly in the desperate situation, it saves every bit of strength in its body, minimizes the consumption, silently waits for the opportunity to escape at any time. . . Although it is the natural instinct of cockroaches, it is the instinct of cockroaches that makes him admire, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly has hope for the future, no longer at a loss,
"I will follow the example of cockroaches and live in the last days like cockroaches." Zhang Xiaoqiang said to himself.
Unscrewing the lid, pouring out the cockroaches, watching the cockroaches quickly crawling to the corner, Zhang Xiaoqiang blessed "May you live" in his heart.
Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the iron door, took one last look at the room, and walked out. . .
The iron door is locked, and the key is hung around the neck with a string, and tightly attached to the chest. It will carry Zhang Xiaoqiang's future spiritual sustenance and is his spiritual home.
On March 27, 2013, three months and nearly 90 days after the end of the world, Zhang Xiaoqiang left home to face the future in the end of the world.
The corpse of the mutated cat on the platform had been burned to ashes by him, the air was filled with a smell of scorched and corpse smell, zombie corpses were lying all over the concrete floor, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't bother to pay attention, and walked downstairs, Although the group of corpses dispersed yesterday, there were still more than 40 zombies wandering in the garden. . .
When Zhang Xiaoqiang arrived downstairs, he was surrounded by a dozen or so zombies whose bones had been crushed by the crowd of corpses. These zombies turned their faces towards him, opening and closing their mouths that were emitting bad smell, trying to bite him but unable to get up. He stepped over the zombies on the ground and walked towards the path leading to the street.
Use the mp9 military sniper crossbow to solve the zombies blocking the road and come to the street. After the hunting of two big mutated dogs, plus the dozens of zombies he killed on the platform yesterday, and now stranded in the garden downstairs, there are less than a hundred zombies on the streets within a kilometer. , there is one in about ten meters on average. . .
The street leading to the city center has been blocked. The end of the street leads to the outside of the city. It may take three or four hours to walk out of the city. There must be zombies on the road. Although the population density is low, there are tens of thousands of them! Now we can only take one step at a time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is located in the center of the street, and he only needs to face the less than fifty zombies on the road leading to the end of the street. Looking at the nearly fifty zombies, he feels sorry for the remaining steel balls, although he found about one and a half catties As for the steel balls, if one can be used, there will be one less, at least he can't kill a zombie with one. . .
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked carefully along the street, spilled some white wine on his body, the pungent smell of alcohol made him feel a little dizzy, "If I knew this day would come, I should have practiced my drinking capacity."
Holding a sniper crossbow, Zhang Xiaoqiang walked on tiptoe, carefully avoiding the shards of glass on the ground from time to time. The iron gun was inserted into the leather buckle on the side of the backpack, with the head of the gun pointing up, and the tail of the gun knocked against his calf from time to time. In fact, the smell of liquor prevented the zombies from smelling him from 30 meters away, but unfortunately it couldn't be done within 30 meters.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked around the zombies one by one, careful not to disturb them, it felt like a live-action version of the stand-alone game "Death Squad". . . When encountering a zombie that he couldn't avoid, he slowly approached it within 30 meters, waited for it to approach Zhang Xiaoqiang, and then shot it with a sniper crossbow at close range.
At the end of the street, I don't know how many zombies still want to eat him, so Zhang Xiaoqiang can only save every ounce of energy he can. In case of that unknown crisis.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang shot and killed the eleventh zombie and finally stood at the crossroad at the end of the street, he looked up to the sky and sighed deeply. The scene in front of him made him want to cry without tears. . .
After crossing the crossroads and going straight ahead is the main road leading to the outside of the city. A heavy-duty Dongfeng dump truck transporting sand rolled over on the road. Behind the eight-meter-long body, countless large trucks blocked the road.
The street on the left is full of building material warehouses, which can lead to the development zone. There are factories on the other side of the development zone. Any factory has thousands of employees, and they must have turned into zombies now. Zhang Xiaoqiang went there not to find a way to survive, but to seek death.
The street on the right is full of various small restaurants, leading to the container port company on the riverside. . . There are no less zombies on the street than those behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, so he can only bite the bullet and go to the street leading to the river,
The density of zombies here is much higher than before. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked very hard. Sometimes he had to deal with more than two zombies at the same time. Killed, and even killed two d-type zombies. Fortunately, he didn't encounter s-type zombies. He didn't pay much attention to the power-type d-type zombies. The speed was not fast, which gave him time to aim. For the s-shaped zombie, he has some palpitations. The speed is too fast, and he may be injured if he is not careful. As long as he is injured by it, he will become the same as it. . . Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to become a zombie yet.
Halfway through, Zhang Xiaoqiang stood by a tall floor-to-ceiling glass and took a rest.
There was a "crash". The floor-to-ceiling glass was shattered, accompanied by broken glass flying in the air, a tall D-shaped zombie jumped to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, a huge right claw swung at him, he hurriedly lowered his head, the claw drove the airflow and swung from above his head However, it hit the iron gun on his backpack, and a huge force came from the gun body. The powerful kinetic energy knocked him to the ground on his back, and then the d-shaped zombie bent down and swung his left claw towards him. .
Zhang Xiaoqiang hurriedly rolled to the side, with a "plop", his paws fell to the ground and picked up a cement square brick on the sidewalk. The fine sand under the square brick flew around, and countless sand grains fell on his head and fell into his pocket. At the neckline, Zhang Xiaoqiang was stunned by the zombies, he just kept rolling on the ground, the military kettle on his back slammed into the ground with a "jingling" sound, he rolled all the way to the back of the zombies, pulled out the iron hammer stuck in the backpack, and used his The greatest strength hit the ankle bone of the D-shaped zombie.
"Boom...", a huge counter-shock force came, the hammer was lifted high, and almost flew out of Zhang Xiaoqiang's palm, the muscles on the palm seemed to be torn, burning hot.
A big foot stepped on him, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to deal with the d-shaped zombies any more, and rolled towards the river side desperately, until he hit a wheel parked by the roadside, got up from the ground, feeling dizzy for a while, The d-shaped zombie walked towards him, and countless zombies jumped out of the shattered floor-to-ceiling windows behind the zombie. At least four or more s-shaped zombies were running towards him over the tall d-shaped zombie.
Zhang Xiaoqiang only felt a strong urge to urinate, screamed in fright, turned his head and ran towards the river, and after running for a few steps, he saw countless zombies slowly swarming towards him on the road ahead, it must have been caused by the broken glass just now The noise caught the attention of the zombies below, and he was surrounded by the zombies.