I don't know if it's the holy light bonus of the uncle and aunt, or Qi Yan's precise grasp of the direction. Without wasting too much time, the martial arts class returned to the road Qiao Siqi was familiar with, so classmate Qiao made another effort, taking one hundred and twenty With a lot of concentration, he walked around the small roads outside the city center, and finally arrived at the high-end residential area where the Golden Lanwan is located.
There are three residential complexes built by two developers on this commercial land, namely Shengbo Garden, Golden Lanwan Small High-rise Area, and Golden Lanwan Villa Area. Among them, Shengboyuan is close to the road, which is the outermost layer, the small high-rise rented by Qiao Siqi is sandwiched in the middle, and the innermost is the villa area.
If you want to go to the Golden Lanwan, the entrance of Shengboyuan is the only way to go, and then the more you go inside, the quieter it becomes. When you get to the villa area, the trees are completely lush and the birds are singing peacefully.
The position where the Wusheng class vehicles are located at the moment is the road next to Shengboyuan, but before they can get in, the road is impassable.
On weekdays, the traffic flow on the road is not too big, but now it is very spectacular. Countless private cars are crowded together, black, white, silver, brown, red, blue, champagne, cold gray, and even pink purple and emerald green. There are many luxury cars among them, but now they are all Great unity without distinction, turned into a colorful carpet, almost covering the entire road.
Most of the car doors were open, showing the panic of the owner when he abandoned the car and fled.
But contrary to the condition of the road surface, the whole residential area is very quiet.
Looking from Wusheng class to Shengboyuan, the residential buildings are no different from usual. With the windows down, the only thing howling is the wind.
"The car is definitely not going in, what should I do now?" Qiao Siqi asked through the intercom.
Song Fei, who was holding the walkie-talkie, looked at the little friend in the car.
The seven partners nodded together as if they had made up their minds.
Song Fei received it, and pressed the intercom button: "Get off."
The other side of the intercom did not speak, but a few seconds later, the doors of the red jeep in front were fully opened, and the eight partners came out with their respective equipment and luggage, and quickly dodged behind the trees by the road, like a group of agile and cautious cats. animal.
"That's right," the cadre of Class Song was very pleased, "the thinking is clear."
"Let's get off too." Zhou Yiyi took off the gear, turned off the engine, and took out the key and put it in his pocket for safety's sake.
Like the jeep team, the car team also ran under the tree as soon as they got out of the car, and their skills were not inferior to the former.
Uh, except for Zhao He.
—Why is it not easy to go shopping and eat all the way to the suitcase! ! !
Soon, all sixteen people gathered under the tree.
The trunk of the tree is so thick that it can't stop their stalwart bodies, but being next to the tree always makes the Wusheng class feel at ease.
"Just go in like this?" Li Jingyu was carrying a shovel. Although he knew that there was no other choice, but in broad daylight, there was a way to retreat before racing. It was inevitable that he would be under great psychological pressure.
The friends also had the same concerns, and they all fell silent when they were told like this.
"Victory is right in front of us. If you don't work hard, you will have long nights and dreams." It was Qi Yan who spoke, and his expression was also a little dignified, but his eyes were firm as he stared ahead, "Let's fight."
The friends are still silent, but the atmosphere of the whole team has gradually calmed down.
In fact, they didn't really want to retreat, but when they wavered, they always hoped to hear someone say such a sentence.
Give it a go.
All the way to the present, they have fought hard, and now they only need the last fight, gritted their teeth and carried it through, it is dawn!
The Wusheng class was excited, and Song cadres were in a state of mind.
The former looks at the buildings in front of him, while the latter is obsessed with his lover's face.
— How did such a good piece of meat end up in his mouth? He must have saved the galaxy in his previous life!
boom—
A sudden muffled thunder interrupted Song's thoughts, and also shattered the fighting spirit of the martial arts class.
All the friends looked up at the sky at the same time, only to see that the sun had long since disappeared, and the thicker and thicker clouds had covered the entire sky.
Ma Weisen swallowed nervously, and said with difficulty: "Do you think this is God warning us not to act rashly?"
The friends are black lines, and Kuang Ye almost kicked him out.
But before Kuang raised his leg, three planes rushed out of the clouds!
Everyone's eyes were wide open and their mouths were wide open. Those who knew that they saw a plane, those who didn't know thought they saw a UFO!
The three planes quickly dispersed in the air, and two flew towards other directions of the city. Their figures became smaller and smaller until they disappeared into the clouds again, but the other plane kept circling in place. Although there is still a certain distance from the residential area where the Wusheng class is located, it is obviously not too far, so they can see clearly.
Including things dropped from the plane!
one, two, three...
The square bags were tied with parachutes and floated down in the air, as if illuminating the entire sky.
"See," Kuang Ye pushed Ma Weisen, "The thunder just now is God's reminder to you, the airdrop is coming, hurry up and pick it up."
Ma Weisen sighed: "Unfortunately, it would be great if the airdrop point was right on top of our heads."
Kuang Ye raised his forehead and confessed: "You can see the saddest side of everything, and I am also convinced."
"Remember the airdrop point," Wang Qingyuan suddenly reminded, "If Qiao Siqi's house can't do it, or if we run out of food in the future, we have to pick it up."
The comrades-in-arms were speechless, just staring at the plane, not to mention the location, wishing to engrave every part in their minds.
After the airdrop was completed, the plane left immediately, without even waiting for all the supplies to land. The speed of the blazing fire should be that there is still another city or region to vote for.
Everyone looked back, and this time they were completely calmed down and calmed down.
Following Song Fei's "Go", everyone moved forward cautiously.
Soon, a group of people crossed Shengboyuan and entered the area of Golden Lanwan.
During the whole process, there was nothing but the wind.
When passing by the main entrance of Shengboyuan, the friends all looked in, but the park was quiet, only some cars were parked messily on the road in the park, but there were no people, zombies, or even blood.
The friends are not sure whether it is really not there, or they are too far away to pay attention, but in any case, the situation is better than they imagined.
Not long after, sixteen people arrived at the main entrance of Golden Lanwan.
A small European-style fountain is built in front of the main entrance, and the entrance and exit lanes are divided into left and right sides, together with a wrought iron gate on each side that needs to be swiped to enter.
Everyone bypassed the fountain and followed Qiao Siqi to the iron gate on the right. The gate was still lit and operating normally, so owner Qiao naturally searched for the gate card in his backpack and wallet.
By the time he swiped his card to open the door, fifteen of his friends had climbed over the parking pole and entered the park to wait for him with arms crossed.
Qiao Siqi 囧, habit of killing people!
"Which building is your house?" The sixteen friends reunited, and the impatient Zhao He asked bluntly.
Qiao Siqi shook his head: "I can't see it now, follow me inside."
Song Fei looked suspiciously at the fancy Arabic numeral "1" on the outer wall of the building in front of him, and asked in confusion, "I remember your house is not Building No. 2?"
Josh: "That's right."
Song Fei: "The one in front of you is number 1."
Qiao Siqi: "This piece is all odd numbers, and all even numbers are inside."
"..." What kind of God's plan is this! ! !
boom—
rumbling—
Thunder came out one after another, and the wind suddenly became stronger, making the vegetation in the community rustle.
The martial arts class reflexively hid in the root of Building No. 1 in front of them. There were green areas under the windows of the residents living on the first floor, some were deserted, and some had built small sheds, and the martial arts class jumped in to hide. This one is planted with two fruit trees of unknown species, each taller than a person, and the branches are bare in winter.
The gust of wind howled furiously in the air, making people's faces ache and flustered.
The sky has completely darkened, it is only two o'clock in the afternoon, it seems like twilight.
In movies and TV shows, whenever there is a big event, there is always lightning, thunder, wind and showers to set off the atmosphere. If you watch too much, you will not feel it. But when it was put into reality, especially when it was spread by oneself, everyone realized that the reason why the routine is popular is because it really works.
For example, now, they seem to have felt the difficulties and obstacles ahead in this dark and unclear sky.
"The mountain rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building." Li Jingyu said lightly.
Kuang Ye, who is also a fellow student in the Faculty of Arts, also felt this way: "Dark clouds overwhelm the city, ready to destroy it."
A few simple sentences, so that all comrades in arms are infinitely quiet.
Zhao He frowned and sighed: "Yeah, mountain rain... black... this day is so fucking cloudy."
All the friends collapsed.
I stayed with him for a long time, but finally heard such a sentence, it was simply unlovable.
"Okay, okay," Song Fei scratched his face that was itchy by the wind without saying a word, "Josie Qi, lead the way."
number 1.
number 3.
Number 5.
Number 7…
This is a community with undulating terrain, with many slopes and shelters. The Wusheng class almost passed through half of the park smoothly. It was not until the last building of No. 15 in the single-numbered area that they encountered the first zombie.
The zombie was wearing a uniform and looked like an employee of the property. When it encountered it, it seemed to be swaying to go to a unit door, but after being attracted by the footsteps of the martial arts class, it rushed towards it regardless.
The martial arts class didn't hide, and even several friends ran towards it.
The two sides met in an instant, and the zombies didn't even have a chance to shout, so they were restrained by the crowd, and finally fell under Luo Geng's army stabs.
The commotion subsided instantly.
Thunder and wind became the best cover.
But just when the little friends thought that no one was aware of it and were about to move on, a strange sound suddenly came from above their heads.
boo boo—
Everyone was shocked and looked up suddenly!
I saw that the window on the balcony on the fourth floor was opened at some time, and a young man in his twenties was lying there looking down. In addition to "ventriloquist", the owner also winked, for fear that the martial arts class would not find out quickly.
When the eyes met, the young man immediately stopped his "ventriloquism" and gave a thumbs up: "Excellent, have you practiced it?"
Obviously, the 16 against 1 just now was seen by everyone.
But the friends in the martial arts class have not yet recovered from the high alert state, and they don't know how to respond for a while.
Seeing this, the young man had to change the question: "Where are you going?"
"Building No. 2." Qi Yan, who was the first to recover, lowered his voice and said briefly.
"Isn't that next to it?" The young man was a little surprised, "The owner?"
Qi Yan simply nodded, not even saying a word this time.
The young man seemed to understand, and immediately said: "Well, there are not many patients in the park. I look down every day, and I don't see many."
Song Fei knew that the "patient" mentioned by the other party was an infected person, and he also knew that what he said was true. After all, the martial arts class had already passed through half of the park before they encountered a zombie. But what he didn't understand was why this happened: "When we came in, we saw a lot of cars parked on the road outside..."
"Most of them belonged to the owner. When something happened, I wanted to run home. That's how I ran back from the company. Oh, what's more, I was talking to the boss when the accident happened, and I already said I was going to fire him. Now I don’t know why, but I still miss him, always worrying about his safety…”
Song Fei's black line, he was really not curious about the youth's "career plan" at all, so he interrupted aloud: "You mean that the owners of those cars are all like you, and they returned home safely and were not infected?"
The young man stopped talking, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I can't be sure that they are not infected. I can only say that they are all in the building, and they are not wandering around the park anyway. After a month, most of the patients I have seen are infected. It’s all property and security.”
Song Fei: "If they are infected, can they still have autonomous consciousness to control the range of activities within the building?"
Youth: "They can't be controlled, but the unit door can be controlled. You have to swipe your card when you get out and in."
Song Fei: "..."
All partners: "..."
How important is a cumbersome community access control system!
"I actually told you to stop because I wanted to say this." After being asked, the young man realized that he almost forgot the topic. "You must pay attention to safety when entering the building. If there are patients in this community, 99% of them are there. In the building."
"Listen to you... You haven't gone downstairs since you ran back?"
"Of course not. After finally running back, I must be hiding."
Song Fei wanted to ask something else, but the young man suddenly turned around and rushed into the room to answer: "Come here—"
Ying Wan turned around and hurriedly waved to the martial arts class: "Stop talking, my mother told me to eat, anyway, be careful, you have persisted until now, if you get infected, it will be a shame."
Song Feile patted his chest, and said sincerely: "I have remembered this, thank you."
The young man waved his hand indifferently, turned and went back to the house.
The result of forgetting to close the window is that his plaintive murmurs drifted down on the wind—
"It's either a radish or a potato. When did you get a head? Mom, you shouldn't have stopped my group of salmon, hairy crab, sirloin steak, arctic shrimp..."
It's a good "good safety reminder", but the ending is to tell the friends that they are hungry.
There is nothing more sad than this.
"It's a good mentality." Lin Dilei said sincerely, looking back up.
These words are not only about the young people just now, but also the uncles, aunts, and many people like them in this city.
He Zhiwen sighed: "It would be great if the students in our school could have this mentality."
Wang Qingyuan: "It's different, they watch the airdrop every day, like the one upstairs, there are relatives at home, maybe there is a radio, there are many channels to get hope."
Song Fei: "And the owners of this community have a sense of security. They swipe their cards at the gates of the complex, swipe the unit door, swipe the elevator, and lock the anti-theft door. Except for couriers and food delivery, who can approach them?"
All comrades: "..."
Qi Yan was amused, and rubbed his head angrily.
The two most important things in the face of disasters, hope and security, one makes people optimistic and the other makes people strong.
Those students who are still on campus, if they can hear the former from the news recordings they play, they will definitely be able to harvest the latter on their own.
The comrades-in-arms in the martial arts class firmly believed in this.
Building 2, in front of Unit 1.
As Qiao Siqi pasted the magnetic card on the sensor, the door lock clicked and opened in response.
Half of the martial arts students entered with Qiao Siqi, and the other half were still guarding the door of the unit. Fu Xiyuan and Wu Zhou supported the opened door to prevent it from closing, so as to ensure that if something happened to the comrades-in-arms ahead, all the friends could be the first Retreat for a while.
The eight friends who entered the first floor saw the elevator within a few steps.
The numbers showed that the elevator stopped at the eighth floor.
Qi Yan, who was walking in the front, arrived at the elevator door first, and pressed the up arrow.
The key lights up.
Qi Yan stepped back, and stood ready with his comrades.
a long time.
The elevator is still on the eighth floor.