There are fish in my class who have just grown up, and they are in the limelight with shovels and picks.
The students in the martial arts class all focused their attention on Li Jingyu. They were relieved and exclaimed. No one saw how that zombie came out. When they came back to their senses, it had already knocked Song Fei down!
Song Fei was happily trying to touch Li Jingyu's head, but he didn't reach out his hand, and he fell out, and fell under a big tree with his face first, his flesh hurting and his nose sore.
But he didn't care about face at all, the guy on his body seemed to weigh a thousand catties, and he didn't need to look back to know that it must be a zombie, but it felt like a big tank fell from the sky, and it was still full of water!
The moment Song Fei felt the weight, he knew that it was impossible to overthrow this guy, and it would be a waste of time to twist his neck and make eye contact with the other person in this "position", although he didn't know why He was not gnawed at the moment of being thrown down, but who cares what the zombies think at this time!
At the same time when his tongue tasted the soil, Song Fei took advantage of the short moment when the assailant's back had not yet stabilized his arms and there was still room for movement, and decisively pulled out the metal chopsticks, without looking back or looking, he slammed one arm behind his back. prick!
The first few stabs hit the zombie, and Song Fei couldn't tell whether it was the face, neck or body from the feel of his hand, but he was sure that such an attack prevented the zombie from gnawing!
But only in the very first moment, maybe even two or three seconds, his wrist was captured!
Severe pain exploded all over the arm, and the attacker was twisting his arm in an abnormal direction!
Song Fei fought with all his strength, but the pain was still getting worse!
Song Fei couldn't see the zombie riding on his back, but his comrades in the martial arts class could see it clearly. The zombie had big arms and a round waist. It was as big as Song Fei and a half. Its whole face was bloodied.
The reason why it didn't gnaw at Song Fei the moment it threw Song Fei down was because Song Fei covered it so tightly that he couldn't speak from behind. There was only one back of his head, and he was still dancing non-stop like a break dance. !
Everything happened in the blink of an eye, and when Qi Yan and Ma Weisen, who reacted the fastest, started the process, the other friends were not even in focus. Ma Weisen, who was closer to Song Fei, was the first to rush to Song Fei's side. At that time, the wrists that stabbed the zombie's face one after another had been caught by the latter. Song Fei's entire arm was twisted to the zombie's mouth at an incredible angle. The exposed wrists are about to be eaten alive!
Ma Weisen has always held a switchblade in his hand, but at this time, it is too low to aim at the zombie's head and make sure that the stabbed zombie releases Song Fei's arm instantly instead of biting down with the last bit of struggle, so he After rushing to the battle scene, he didn't bend down and stab the knife, but kicked the zombie's head!
The zombie's head was suddenly kicked to one side by the huge force, and its body also swayed, but its physique was too burly, and it still sat firmly on Song Fei's body, even the arms that were clamped in its hands did not loosen.
Ma Weisen didn't want to give him a chance to turn his head back, and subconsciously wanted to kick the second kick.
Before he could raise his leg again, Qi Yan had come to the back of the zombie, and wrapped his black leather gloved palm around the zombie's head. In the next second, the sharp fruit knife sank into the bloody head.
The zombies had no chance to struggle and fell limp.
Qi Yan didn't let go, but directly dragged the body off Song Fei and threw it aside.
Suddenly relaxed, Song Fei felt cold sweat all over his body.
Wanting to turn over and get up, a tingling pain suddenly came from the wrist supporting the ground. Unprepared, Song Fei bent his arms and almost gnawed his mouth on the ground again.
Fortunately, Qi Yan contributed his boyfriend's strength to support him in time, otherwise it would not be a matter of eating dirt again, and his lips would definitely bleed.
Song Fei was not afraid of seeing blood, but afraid of infection.
Qi Yan was even more afraid, his heart almost jumped out, especially when Song Fei was able to get up but suddenly couldn't hold on and lay down again, his mind buzzed and he went completely blank.
Instinctively supporting the person, he came back to his senses, seeing that the other person was still grinning in pain, so he was half relieved.
"Arm twisted?"
"It seems to be the wrist..." Song Fei finally got up with Qi Yan's strength, moved his arms tentatively, and finally made a judgment.
Ma Weisen reached out and touched Song Fei's wrist twice, heaved a sigh of relief: "It's okay, it's either dislocated or twisted."
Song Fei was surprised: "You still understand this?"
"Being sick for a long time," Ma Weisen rolled up his sleeves pitifully, and there was a black wristband on his wrist, "I am habitually dislocated here."
Song Fei didn't quite understand: "What is habitual dislocation?"
Ma Weisen's expression was even more sympathetic, his eyebrows drooped to 8:20, the corners of his eyes drooped together, his lips trembled slightly, as if he was about to tell the history of the revolutionary family in the next second...
"Just take it off and you'll get used to it." Joskey's tone of distaste soared, instantly breaking Ma Weisen's brewing sad atmosphere.
The latter's black line didn't sell out, and he stared blankly at the other party.
Qiao Siqi didn't look at him, and said directly to Song Fei: "You don't have to listen to what he says, just watch what he does. He's also habitually dislocated, and dislocation didn't prevent him from becoming the bully of the outer court. Punching the Russian senior, feet Kicking the pillars of French is what he did, and he can do it!"
Ma Weisen was so angry that he didn't hit one place. What was more aggrieved than slander was the misunderstanding: "Just because I can fight doesn't mean I'm not afraid, demons, demons, do you understand?"
Seeing that the two of them were about to choke again, Song Fei hurriedly said, "Shhh, don't invite any more zombies."
Ma Weisen was startled and immediately shut up.
Qiao Siqi also swallowed the words he had thought up, and could only breathe heavily.
The comrades-in-arms were confused and didn't know who to trust.
What Johns said was well-founded, and the corpse of the zombie was on the side, and Mavison's skill was obvious to all.
But apart from the fighting state, Ma Weisen really didn't see any general demeanor during the rest of the time. And Song Fei also said that at that time on the walkie-talkie, this man howled louder than the mad Kuang Ye when he was sane, and he was begging for help with his life.
This is the same as who inserted whose foot between the two of them. They are both fucking Rashomon, and the friends are too lazy to analyze. Before the sound of fighting that knocked down two zombies in succession has not attracted the new zombie, a group of sixteen People quickly quieted down and continued to walk forward in the night.
It didn't take long for the team to cross the innovation building smoothly.
Because the entrance of the underground parking lot is behind the Houde Building, they also took the road behind a row of teaching buildings after entering the public teaching area. This road is narrower than the avenue in front of the building. The building is on the left, and the low green belt bushes are on the right. Due to the limited space, there is no big tree along the road, which makes it a bit difficult for those who are used to walking close to the trunk. Lack of security.
Suddenly there was a gust of wind, which made Song Fei shiver unconsciously.
After gathering his composure, he realized that he had already reached the back of Zhiyuan Building.
When he was here last time, he was thinking about what to do if he didn’t pass the CET-4 exam until he graduated. Why did Qi Yan ask him to have dinner with him suddenly? Can Ren Zhe get himself a girlfriend in the Foreign Language Institute...
And now.
Someone vomited on the ground, and it was a mess; the bushes next to it had obvious signs of being trampled on; the sign "Grass has life, you are merciful" was pulled out of the soil and thrown aside casually. bloodstained...
One month seems like a lifetime away.
Ma Weisen, who had been following him like a little follower, started looking through the schoolbag he brought out from the dormitory since he set off again, and now he finally found what he wanted, and hurriedly handed it to Song Fei.
The giver kept in mind the class motto not to speak out, so without saying a word, he threw the gray wristband in front of Song Fei.
Song Fei was still immersed in the memory, and it had been a while since he was attacked, his wrist had almost eased, and the pain had basically disappeared, so he was a little dazed when he saw this lagging "equipment".
Ma Weisen was still persevering, and the wrist guard almost hit Song Fei's face.
Song Fei hurriedly dodged away, feeling tired: "You'd better talk, just keep your voice down."
Ma Weisen let out a big breath, obviously holding back: "After twisting it once, it's easy to twist it a second time, so there's nothing wrong with wearing it. Anyway, I wear it, so I put it in my bag for free."
The teammates persisted in their good intentions, and Song Fei stopped being pretentious, and took it over and put it on without hesitation. Although I'm not used to it, but when I move my wrist with an extra layer, it doesn't seem so fragile anymore.
Another gust of wind.
Song Fei put down the rolled up sleeves to cover the wristbands and the goosebumps raised by the wind.
Bang—
The sudden loud noise seemed to explode on the eardrums, with a bang.
Qi Yan, who was walking in the front, stopped abruptly, Song Fei slowed down and bumped into him, and in the next second, he froze there.
Not just him.
All the friends seemed to see Medusa, stiff and petrified.
It was a man who jumped off a building.
The fall from the sky caused more than half of his head to sink in, his brain spattered, mixed with blood, his limbs twisted in an extremely strange posture, and more bright red blood that was different from zombies flowed out from under him, staining the asphalt road red.
There was a very slight "swish" in the air carrying the night wind.
Everyone looked up at the same time.
A paper is riding the wind, leisurely falling down.
You don't need to look at it to know that there must be printed test questions on the paper, and maybe there may be handwritten compositions.
But when I really went to see it, there was only a piece of snow-white floating in the background of the dark night, like the only bright color in the world.
The test paper landed.
The little friends didn't pick it up, and they didn't even move their heads to look up—a row of windows upstairs in Zhiyuan had a number of zombies vying to look out.
They moved very eagerly, as if they wished they could fly out of the window and rush to eat in front of the small team.
But they are also instinctive.
Just like those zombies who dared not go into the water before, jumping off the building is also under the seal of instinct.
So it wasn't a zombie that fell down before, but a classmate.
Maybe they were chased to nowhere and escaped by jumping off a building, or maybe they stumbled and fell while trying to escape. But no matter what, the friends dare not think deeply.
The more you think about it, the more fear creeps in.
Slap.
A drop of unknown liquid fell with the wind onto the top of Zhao He's brain.
His conditioned reflex is good at clapping, pop!
The little friends were startled by him and looked over one after another.
Zhao He originally thought it was a bug or something that landed on his head, but after the filming, his palms felt sticky.
All the friends watched Zhao He retract his palm intently and spread it out to check, their curiosity was beyond words.
Zhao He thought it was a drop of blood falling from somewhere, but the palm of his hand was crystal clear, no matter how you looked at it, it looked like... saliva.
"Fuck, spit!"
A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!
Zhao He's face darkened, and he was about to go crazy, "I fought with them—"
All the friends are embarrassed to die. This kind of thing has a lower probability than Newton being hit by an apple. Forgive them for not being able to express sympathy.
Luo Geng quickly grasped his comrades who were trying to rush forward with sharp eyes: "Fuck you, why are you still planning to go upstairs, thank God they didn't come down!"
"Strange," Wang Qingyuan narrowed his eyes slowly, "Why don't they bark?"
One word awakens the dreamer.
Usually when the zombies saw them, they wanted to call for friends immediately, but now it is understandable that these zombies can't come down on the fifth and sixth floors, but since they are so eager to probe out the window, they shouldn't stop screaming at all, even if they are driven by instinct, they should howl a few times .
But now, it was too quiet under the night sky.
"Run—" Qi Yan suddenly shouted, and took the lead in running wildly!
Some of the friends followed immediately, and some hesitated a few beats later, but soon those who hesitated, such as Qiao Siqi and He Zhiwen, really wanted to play tricks on their blind self!
— Just two seconds after Qi Yan started running, a large number of zombies suddenly surged up on the side of the building. Obviously they ran out of the building from the front and went around to the back side, and the zombies upstairs were deliberately distracting them!
ooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo
The group of corpses finally let out the "long-awaited" howl of the friends.
But it really doesn't do anything to cheer you up.
The only advantage is that the little friends can also break the pot and howl casually—
Zhou Lu: "When did they learn how to play around!!!"
Wu Zhou: "The virus has mutated—"
Kuang Ye: "Then can we human beings mutate—"
Lin Dilei: "Give up, we can only get fat!"
Qiao Siqi: "Zhao He, didn't you just say that you want to fight with them?! Don't forget the dream when you were young, it is a flower that never fades—"
Zhao He: "Run, run, people have to learn to grow up by themselves—"
Ma Weisen: "Can you two wait until it's safe before fucking singing to each other!!!"
Sixteen people, led by Qi Yan, ran behind the Houde Building in one breath, and reached the sunshine room at the entrance of the underground garage!
At this moment, the group of corpses had already been thrown away by tens of meters!
The sun room is empty at first glance, the elevator door on the left is faintly reflecting silver light, and the stairs on the right are dark holes.
To enter or not to enter, Qi Yan was a little undecided.
If you go in, there are zombies in the stairs below, and the pursuers behind will arrive again, and they will be surrounded by front and back.
But if they didn't go in, and there wasn't even a tree around, where else could they hide
"Why don't you go in—"
He Zhiwen, who was at the end of the team, and Fu Xiyuan, who took the initiative to stand in the rear, saw the speed of the large army ahead suddenly drop, and felt uncertain for a moment, and the former simply yelled out.
"Come in!" Song Fei knew that Qi Yan was worried, but they had no choice now.
Qi Yan's heart thumped, his steps flew up again, and he rushed into the sun room bravely!
Qi Yan started extremely fast, and the speed of the rush was so fast that no one could keep up with him for a while, so that when he rushed down the stairs, Qiao Siqi, Wu Zhou, and Song Fei, who were in the second echelon, entered the sunshine room. Door.
But before the three of them continued to move forward, Qi Yan who had just rushed down the stairs suddenly ran up again: "Not here!"
Qi Yan almost roared out the four words.
Song Fei was so frightened that he turned around and ran out, almost knocking down Zhao He who was holding the suitcase.
Friends don't need to ask the reason, because after running not far from the sun room, you can clearly see a large group of zombies scrambling to squeeze out of the sun room.
The group of corpses pouring out of the underground garage quickly merged with the group of corpses from Zhiyuan Building chasing after them. They were so numerous that they screamed as they ran, as if they were calling for all the zombies on the campus to come over!
The Wusheng class rushed to the end in one breath, it was the teaching affairs building!
Zhao He was already proficient in the tactics he had used countless times, Zhao He threw away the suitcase, Qi Yan put away the mop gun, the two formed a base, and supported Qiao Siqi - the latter turned over like a swallow, and leaped lightly onto the canopy at the main entrance!
After pulling up the last question of He Zhi, the friends were finally able to take a breath.
They have never loved campus trees, awnings, roofs, balconies, and any place that can serve as a safety island as much as they do now.
"Although the sun room can't go down, so can the academic building." Qi Yan's breathing gradually stabilized, and he finally spoke.
The zombies had surrounded under the canopy, but they still couldn't get over the difficulty of stacking arhats after learning how to move around. They could only sigh.
"It's also the stairs. If you can't go down the sun room, it may not be easy to go down the academic building." Feng Qibai Youyou reminded.
Song Fei can think about it: "At least we have combat experience in the building, and we can also rely on the terrain. It's better than a sun room with nothing around."
Qiao Siqi: "Why do we have to take the stairs, anyway, there is no power outage, can't we gamble on the elevator?"
Song Fei, He Zhiwen, Qi Yan, Zhao He: "No!!!"
Joskey: "..."
Although it is a pleasant thing to see Qiao Siqi deflated, but Zhou Lv can't feel at ease to watch now—
"By the way, you... don't you really feel that there are few people?"
All the friends were stunned.
Huang Mo glanced across the entire canopy, and his face changed: "Where are Fu Xiyuan and Ma Weisen..."