This building is called the Arc de Triomphe Building. As its name suggests, the main door on the first floor of the building is a round arch, high and wide, and the marble doorpost is decorated with beautiful tassels. It was dignified, but no one cleaned it, and it was covered in black and gray.
When I hit the direction, I drove the warrior car directly into the lobby on the first floor. Four or five zombies swam in the lobby. They all turned their heads when they heard the brakes.
"Get off!" I opened the car door, followed by lightning and jumped out of the car, seeing that the front of the car was high on one side and low on the other. It turned out that there was a zombie under the wheel on the left.
The corpses were roaring outside the gate, and countless zombies rushed in. Lightning and I ran to the stairs. After running to the seventh floor in one breath, the group of corpses lost their target, and there were not many following.
I took a sigh of relief and continued to walk up. The stairs were covered with dark red carpets and the light was rather dim.
Upstairs two more floors, the upstairs suddenly howled the corpse, followed by a large group of zombies, came downstairs noisily.
I flashed my computer bag and quickly backed up to the corridor of the floor where I was. Seeing that the door of the second room was open, I hid in.
This is a very large room. Looking at the furnishings, it should be a presidential suite. It was not folded and there was no time to wear clothes scattered around the country. Everything was fixed on the day of the catastrophe in a very messy way.
The looming blood stains on the snow-white carpet, the wine bottles and cups knocked over on the floor, all these faintly illustrate how thrilling the incident in the suite was on the day of the disaster.
There was not a trace of anger in the suite. I gently opened a gap in the door of the room and peeked out with one eye. I saw an endless stream of zombies, and the number should not be underestimated.
After a long time, the group of corpses that came downstairs finally disappeared, and I murmured to the lightning:
"It's very risky. If we just came upstairs and we encountered a group of corpses going down, up and down, we would have to play the egg."
Lightning hummed twice, seeming to agree with me.
I continued to go upstairs and came to the rooftop. On the rooftop was an open-air swimming pool. I watched the shallow layer of rain left after the evaporation of the pool and thought about the experience of being trapped in the reservoir. At this time, I still had lingering fears.
Around the rooftop parapet, I walked clockwise and swept across the magnificent and deserted Guangnan city, just like that.
In front of me, my eyes were so poor that I couldn't see the edge of the city.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the high-rise buildings that people used to be proud of, although their appearance has not changed much, they are still so dazzling, but all of them are lifeless and depressing.
"Guangnan City is not small." I took out the binoculars, observed it, and muttered to myself, as if complaining to the lightning, "It is almost impossible to find Liu Xiaowei in this reinforced concrete jungle. "
Lightning shook his head, noncommittal.
I said, "Lightning, I really can't remember where you and Liu Xiaowei separated." When I said this, my eyes were still staring at the scene in the telescope, because of course I understood that Lightning couldn't answer.
"It seems that we have to divide the city into several regions, and slowly find one region by region."
I put down the telescope and waved my head at the lightning: "Go down, the sun is going down, wait for tomorrow."
When I got off the roof, there was a western restaurant downstairs, perhaps because of the high altitude. There was only a thin layer of dust on the bar. The sunlight came in through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, and there was fine dust flying in the beam of light.
After confirming that the doors and windows are closed tightly, I closed the flimsy bay window, took a bottle of red wine from the wine cabinet, and sat on the sofa to drink slowly, using my hands to tap my stiff facial muscles.
Lightning was lying on the carpet, with his head resting on his two front legs. With a cry, I took out a can of canned beef from my backpack and opened it to feed it. I ate a bag of fried rice with chicken.
After dark, the originally cold and calm night sky blew strong winds, causing the windows to flap.
I close my eyes, and feel like a day is not walking on thin ice A sense of pressure that cannot be ignored is close at hand. But surviving is the greatest luck.
In a tall building with more than 40 stories, I couldn't hear the howling of corpses on the road, my ears were quiet, and I fell asleep without knowing it.
I had many dreams in a mess at night, but when I woke up, I couldn't remember one.
The next day, Lightning and I went downstairs and drove a warrior car to search the west of the city. The warrior car was of heavy tonnage. As long as it did not encounter a large group of living dead, there would be no danger.
The urban area of Guangnan City is not small, just to the west of the city, I
It took five days to complete the search.
Then it took another six days to search the south of the city, not to mention finding Liu Xiaowei. In such a huge city, I didn't even find a trace of a living person.
The entire Guangnan City is like a huge tomb, and this alone can make the back spine a bit of chill.
On the morning of the twelfth day, I started searching the western area of Guangnan City.
But to be honest, I don't have any hope anymore. The possibility of Liu Xiaowei's survival is almost infinitely close to zero.
The reason why I'm still searching is because I don't want to leave regrets for myself.
At noon, after a short break after lunch, I continued to drive through the desolate street.
After two roads, the street is a crossroad. In the center of the intersection, there is a garden in the middle of the street. In the garden stands a statue of a human body and a wild morning glory, which has climbed onto the high arm of the statue.
At this time, there were no zombies in sight around the intersection, and there were no traffic jams at the intersection. I was about to increase the accelerator and rush over, when I suddenly heard a crowd of footsteps, coming from the right intersection.
In a moment, countless living dead turned out at the intersection, black and heavy, with darkness and dampness, resounding clear and white, and it seemed that in an instant, it was overcast with clouds.
The strong smell of rotten flesh envelops the warrior car. I quickly turned off the fire, put on the handbrake, and moved to the back seat with lightning. The corpse group had not found anyone in the car. It was the wisest choice to hide it.
The rustle of footsteps sounded like rain, and they sounded intensively outside the car window. At this moment, the distance between life and death is separated by a thin layer of car window glass.
There were a lot of zombies in this group. After half an hour, they hadn't finished walking. The sun was clear and the inside of the car became more and more sultry.
As the temperature gets higher, the lightning appears more and more irritable. Caucasian dogs have cold-resistant genes in their bones, and their tolerance to heat is not as good as ordinary dogs.
I calmed the lightning, lest it roar loudly, but the lightning finally couldn't bear it, roared, and suddenly barked.
At this moment, it was like a drop of cold water splashed into a pan, and the corpse group suddenly surrounded from all directions, pushing the heavy-tonnage warrior car, like a flat boat in the ocean.
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