The bright bonfire shone warmly on his body, and Zhang Xiaoqiang sat by the bonfire and polished his saber leisurely. Yang Ke'er was tightly wrapped in silk and stared at the bonfire in a daze, her body trembling constantly, and the food in the lunch box beside her did not move a single bite. Thinking about it, I was quite frightened.
Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at it from the corner of his eyes, and didn't care that she was just sharpening the blade with a whetstone. The high-intensity use a few days ago caused some damage to this high-quality imitation tiger tooth. Naturally, the life-saving guy must take good care of it.
In addition to the "cracking" sound of burning firewood, only the sound of the whetstone grinding the blade hovered in the night.
"Uncle, will I die?" Yang Ke'er suddenly raised her face and asked Zhang Xiaoqiang. Looking at him with bright eyes.
"Yes!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said affirmatively, "Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, maybe next month, maybe next year, it depends on your luck!" Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled the scene of picking up the lid of the pot and charging when he faced zombies for the first time .
"Uncle, can you protect me?" She looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang with pleading eyes.
"No!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said with more certainty, "I don't even know if I can continue to live, maybe I will die in front of you tomorrow." Thinking of confronting the mutated cat full of scars, thinking of lying on the top of the bus and feeling d2 The anger, and even more thought of hanging on the protective railing, helplessly desperate.
Yang Ke'er's eyes dimmed, and there was a faint look of death on his face. "I'm starting to despair." Zhang Xiaoqiang felt it when he looked at her face.
She didn't speak again, and Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't speak, but just looked at the saber by the light of the fire, and felt a little bored after looking at it for a long time. Suddenly flashed through my mind the desperate memory of waking up but being in the last days.
"Do you want to live?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said suddenly, breaking the silence.
She raised her head and stared at him blankly, a little confused.
"Do you want to continue living?" Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke again, her eyes were bright again and she kept nodding her head.
"If you want to continue to live in this apocalypse, you can only rely on yourself!" Zhang Xiaoqiang recalled that he fired and closed his gun again and again, training himself desperately at home.
"On your own?" Yang Ke'er was a little puzzled.
"From now on, you have to forget everything from the past." Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at her and said.
"You are no longer your parents' delicate daughter, and you are no longer your teacher's mischievous student. You even have to forget that you are a woman." Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly remembered his happy life as an otaku.
"You have to learn to observe the zombies, face the zombies until you kill the zombies!" Zhang Xiaoqiang preached in the tone of someone who has experienced it.
"How do I kill it?" Yang Ke'er asked.
"Your body is very flexible and your speed is good." The scene of her pulling the train to attract monsters flashed in her mind.
"As long as you're not afraid, ordinary zombies can't catch you, just be careful with evolution zombies..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang kept imparting his experience to her, telling her some of his experiences. Yang Ke'er gradually gained confidence.
"Uncle, thank you!" Yang Ke'er thanked him.
"Go to bed early and start exercising tomorrow!" Zhang Xiaoqiang warned.
"Oh." Yang Ke'er lay down wrapped in a quilt. "Uncle, you peeked at me taking a shower in the morning, what do you think? Does it look good?" Yang Ke'er asked suddenly.
"It's a loss, no breasts, no waist, no hips. The whole one has no figure!" Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed subconsciously!
"Hmph" Yang Ke'er turned around and ignored him.
As the night grew colder and colder, Yang Ke'er unconsciously approached the fire while she was sleeping, Zhang Xiaoqiang put a few pieces of firewood between her and the campfire, lest she accidentally roll into the fire.
Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to sleep, but he always feels that something will happen at night, this inexplicable feeling makes him uneasy, he doesn't know when it will come, and when it will go. Every time it appeared, he was going to be unlucky. The first time he was tortured by the rain, he was tortured to death, and the second time he was tortured by the mutant cat. This is the third time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to wake Yang Ke'er up, he didn't know when the danger would appear, and he didn't know where it came from. At least he can take care of her a little while in front of his eyes.
The night wind swayed the flames and danced like a fairy, and the enchanting dancing posture shone indistinctly around the surroundings. The warm firelight could no longer make Zhang Xiaoqiang feel a tinge of heat, and a strange and sinister feeling penetrated into the bone marrow.
Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the sniper crossbow and tightened it, used the steel crossbow arrows that he was reluctant to use on weekdays, checked the saber on his waist, and the iron gun in his hand, he still felt a little unsafe, picked up the hammer and stuck it in his waist.
Zhang Xiaoqiang waited silently by the fire for the coming unknown, and as time passed, his heart became more and more nervous. Zhang Xiaoqiang hates this feeling, as if everything is controlled by the heavens, and you can only be a small chess piece, which will be stepped on at any time. Even if he faced d2, he would not wait for this unknown danger.
After an unknown amount of time, a tall figure shattered the night like an ancient monster and appeared beside the fire. Zhang Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes and looked at it.
Two thick and sharp horns on a huge head seemed to pierce the night. The horns spiraled upwards from the root and gradually became sharper. Under the light of the fire, there was a faint metallic cold light.
The two huge hooves are thick and steady, and the others are hidden in the darkness and cannot be seen clearly. "What kind of monster is this?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what kind of mutation the mutated animal in front of him was, the sharp horns and thick hooves were absolutely amazing.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't dare to move, for fear that the monster would misunderstand that he was a threat to it. During his contact with big dogs, he knew that not all mutant animals were dangerous to humans. He exhaled slowly and inhaled slowly, without moving. I just hoped that the monster would go away by itself.
The monster took two steps forward and looked at the flame, a little curious and a little scared, with a little dodge in his expression. Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was standing by the campfire, was ignored by it.
Zhang Xiaoqiang also looked at the monster. It was about 160 centimeters high from head to toe. Its coat was mottled and yellowish, and its body was thick and thick like a wall. Looking carefully at the shadow of a goat, he is not sure. The goat horns he has seen are thick and short and slightly stretched back. The horns of this monster are more like the horns of an African antelope, straight and long.
Time passed slowly, the monster approached slowly, Zhang Xiaoqiang became more vigilant, aiming the crossbow in his hand between its eyes. The atmosphere was a bit weird, the monster was interested in the fire, he aimed at the monster, Yang Ke'er was sleeping by the fire, knowing nothing.
The monster seemed to lose interest in the flames, and took a step back to leave.
"Pa" a spark burst out from the burning firewood, and the monster was frightened and rushed towards the fire with its horns on its horns. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know that the target of the monster was the burning bonfire, "shua" the crossbow arrow appeared on the monster's forehead, and the tail of the arrow trembled slightly.
The monster stopped and pushed its head, which was still nailed with crossbow arrows, to Zhang Xiaoqiang again. The corner of Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth was bitter, what weapon could he use to deal with a monster that couldn't be killed by crossbow arrows
Zhang Xiaoqiang put aside the sniper crossbow and held the iron gun, "Go for it!" Now there is nowhere to run, and he will die faster if he escapes into the darkness, his eyes are not as good as those of monsters.
The monster seemed to be in extreme pain, it shook its head and tried to throw the crossbow, but when it failed, it turned its anger on Zhang Xiaoqiang.
The monster scratched its hooves a few times and rushed towards him, aiming its two sharp horns at him.
The tail of the iron gun was inserted obliquely on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned forward into a lunge, aimed the gun at the monster's head, and waited for it to hit it by itself.
The monster rushed up, not as fast as the mutant cat, but not as powerful as the d2 zombie, Zhang Xiaoqiang rolled to the side the moment the gun head hit it.
The first sound of "bang" and "pop" is the sound of collision, and the second sound is the sound of the tip of the gun breaking. Zhang Xiaoqiang was lying on the ground and saw the iron spear turned into two knots, his heart was so cold!
The monster was also injured by the huge impact, and its front feet staggered a little. Shaking his head as if trying to wake up, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed forward and rolled onto the monster, grabbing the fur on the back of its neck with his left hand, and stabbing the saber in his right hand towards its neck.
"Tom" The sound of the blade piercing the skin was like a broken leather, and it slid away after the stab. The monster was very dissatisfied with Zhang Xiaoqiang riding on it, jumping up and down.
The saber was thrown down by Zhang Xiaoqiang, holding it by the neck, clasped his hands to death, and there was only one thought in his mind: "I won't come down even if I'm killed."