"Ready?"
"Um."
"Then let's go."
"Hey wait, I'll think about it again."
"You've been thinking about it for half an hour!"
"No one told me when I was filling out my volunteers for the college entrance examination that I had to engage in armed struggle in college!"
Under the clear blue sky, a certain window on the west side of the top floor of the library opened and closed, closed and opened again, and it had been a long time.
The "Vending Machine Smash, Smash, Loot and Defense War" is coming soon. For safety reasons, the friends decided to train Li Jingyu and Wang Qingyuan who have no combat experience. However, that is easier said than done.
Song Fei sighed, softened his attitude, and patted Li Jingyu on the shoulder lightly: "Look at the lovely classmates behind you, none of them came here to survive in the wilderness, but now, the cruel reality forces us to grit our teeth, Be strong and save yourself!"
Li Jingyu looked at the utility knife in his hand, and then at the students who were "clenching their teeth"—two were playing backgammon on a grid drawn by themselves, one was leaning intently on the bookshelf to read, one was wearing a mask, and the other was sitting Imagine a bright future for the two while wearing a mask...
Not convincing at all!
"Why don't you think about it again, let's go first." Wang Qingyuan's voice was calm and natural, but Li Jingyu inexplicably heard that he was impatient for waiting.
Taking a deep breath, Li Jingyu went all out: "Let's go!"
Not long after, the three of them jumped out of the window and entered the balcony. Song Fei nimbly jumped to the next door, and then to the next door, and soon he was six windows away from the two.
After staying for a few days, Song Fei and the others discovered that the top floor of the library where the closed-shelf library is located is actually mostly closed book collection rooms or storage rooms. Except for the tea room, no students usually come to other places, and the rooms are also closed. Therefore, no zombies broke in after the incident, and the entire balcony was relatively safe.
Song Fei, who had shifted his position slightly, took out his mobile phone and started playing a song. In order to improve efficiency, he deliberately chose a song with a dynamic and lively melody—
"You said that you are my brother~~ I can always believe in you~~ I have the same blessings and the same difficulties~~ Such a good brother... don't touch my girlfriend~~ Even if you drink a little wine~~ I have to see clearly now What do you call a good friend... "
Song Fei was holding the phone in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on the bottom. Sure enough, as soon as the chorus was put in, seven or eight zombies gathered downstairs, and even one rushed out from the balcony on the second floor. Song Fei's heart tightened, luckily he didn't meet that person when he climbed the balcony.
"Look carefully. You have to get used to their appearance. Also, their key point is in your head... Did you two listen to me?" Song Fei almost died of anger when he raised his eyes. Fortunately, his expression was fascinated, his eyes were blank, and his heart didn't know where he had gone.
Li Jingyu was stunned for a moment, then recovered: "Uh, what did you say?"
Wang Qingyuan pushed his glasses: "In the future, it's fine to seduce the enemy and choose some brainless divine songs, don't use such rich content..."
Song Fei 囧, is it my fault for having such a good taste in music
Fortunately, the zombies have been drawn out. Song Fei turned off the music on the phone, and seriously told the two about the characteristics of zombies they had summed up in the supermarket.
Both Wang Qingyuan and Li Jingyu are learning players, and they know everything about theory. But when it comes to actual combat, it's not that simple. Although they knew in their hearts that they were no longer human, the two of them still couldn't do anything. In the end Song Fei didn't force them. In the current situation, there is already a chance of winning by overcoming fear. As for the others, true knowledge can only be obtained through practice.
The blissful time of eating silly and sleeping, two days passed in the blink of an eye. In the past, I always felt that the future will be long, and we should first work hard before being extravagant and extravagant, but now everyone has truly realized that life is short, and maybe at some point the life will be gone, so naturally we have to be worthy of ourselves.
The food reserves at the express delivery point have bottomed out, and everyone knows that it is time to act.
In the early morning, Wang Qingyuan's mobile phone was the first to ring the alarm, and then Lin Dilei, Zhou Li... one after another. After waking up, the friends were not as lively as before, as if they knew that they would face a tough battle later, they were all a little silent.
After going to the tea room to wash up in batches, the eight flowers of the motherland who were finally refreshed gathered together again. Luo Geng took out two gas masks from his bag and handed them to Wang Qingyuan and Li Jingyu, who took them quietly.
But still no one spoke.
Song Fei was so depressed that he finally howled: "I can't take it anymore, let's hold a class meeting!"
The seven friends looked at each other, and finally recommended Lin Dilei to ask: "What class?"
"Better die than surrender, Class 1." Song Fei had already had this idea, "The eight of us are now a group. It didn't matter what college or department you were in before. Starting today, we are a class!"
Qiao Siqi raised his hand: "I agree to be unyielding, but that begging to die...can you change the word?"
"Okay," Song Fei was easy to talk to, "I'm just throwing bricks and stones at you, and everyone is welcome to express your feelings directly."
Lin Dilei: "Be strong and unyielding or mighty and unyielding."
Zhou Lu: "It's mighty and domineering."
Luo Geng: "Where is the monitor? Is there a monitor in the class?"
Song Fei: "... Let's not engage in power struggles at this time. Everyone is equal, and we are all the masters of the class."
On the sixteenth day when the tide of corpses broke out, Class 1 of Mighty Unyielding Survival held its first class meeting. At the meeting, the positions and responsibilities of each student in the next battle were arranged in detail.
In the end, the students stood in a small circle, and the eight little hands gathered together with their palms close to their backs—
"Mighty and Unyielding Survival 1, all demons and monsters will return!"
Following the uniform slogan, the eight little hands moved downwards vigorously, and the students dispersed in the blink of an eye, and each rushed to a strategic location!
The library of the new campus has a rectangular structure, which is similar to many shopping malls now. The middle is empty, and the borrowing room, self-study room and other rooms are built around it. Standing in the hall on the first floor and looking up, you can see the corridors on each floor, Up is the roof. And the corridors on each floor are basically similar, and they are all connected in a circle. There are two elevators in the library, which are located in the center of the east and west sides, and there are stairs in each of the four corners. The vending machine stands at the stairway in the southwest corner.
In the library in the early morning, it seems that everything has not yet woken up. The zombies wandering in the corridor are as quiet as ghosts.
Song Fei climbed along the balcony to the archive room in the southwest corner, smashed the window to get in, Wang Qingyuan remained in the closed-shelf library in the northeast corner, and Li Jingyu returned to the tea room in the northwest corner.
Qi Yan, Zhou Lu, Qiao Siqi, Luo Geng, and Lin Dilei sneaked into a safe room in the southwest corner from the balcony.
Song Fei tiptoed open the solid wooden door of the archive room, looked around, and found that the hall on the first floor was densely packed with zombies, followed by the corridor on the second floor.
Song Fei was very lucky, these seven or eight were distributed in the west and south corridors, and he happened to be at the inflection point in the middle.
Take a deep breath, it's now!
Song Fei opened the door suddenly, leaned out half of his body to the corridor, and shouted: "Hey, I'm here—"
Seven or eight zombies stopped in their tracks for an instant, and looked towards this side stiffly, and in the next second, they sped up!
Song Fei's palms holding the doorknob were already sweating, and he wanted to step back several times, but he still endured, and no matter how patient he was, finally the zombie who rushed over was two steps away from the door, and a tiger pounced on him. When he came over, he resolutely retracted, and with a bang, he closed the solid wooden door heavily and locked it!
Almost at the same time, all five people in the room in the southeast corner rushed out. Lin Dilei and Luo Geng went straight to the vending machine, Qi Yan, Zhou Yilu, and Qiao Siqi went straight to the stairs. The glass in the vending machine smashed the metal chair in Luo Geng's hand! Wearing Qi Yan's black leather gloves, Lin Dilei put handfuls of snacks mixed with glass slag into the box without hesitation! In the race against time, she is not allowed to delay for a moment, let alone pick and choose!
The huge smashing sound attracted the zombies who had gathered in front of Song Fei's gate, and the zombies on the first, second and third floors also heard the sound and kept looking up. Some of them who reacted quickly had already gone up the stairs in the southeast corner!
Fortunately, there were not many of them, and Qi Yan, Zhou Lu, and Qiao Siqi could still handle them. But as the development continues, there will definitely be more and more, and Lin Dilei and Luo Geng are not over there yet!
Sooner or later, Wang Qingyuan and Li Jingyu opened the door at the same time!
"Dapeng rises with the same wind in one day~~~ It soars up to 90,000 miles~~Who wrote this poem, what does it have to do with me~~"
"You also say Liaozhai~~I also say Liaozhai~~Emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy come to my heart~~"
Two mobile phones and two songs, one northeast and one southwest, made the zombies who had just been attracted by the smashed glass in the southeast suddenly lose their direction and didn't know where to go. Especially the densely packed ones in the hall on the first floor, they could only keep looking up, but they couldn't lock the target.
This is the effect that the friends want, not afraid of chaos, but not enough chaos!
In comparison, the zombies on the fourth floor are better, because they can hear the most clearly, whether it is Wang Qingyuan's or Li Jingyu's, they are all in their ears, and they will run to whichever is closest!
However, before they reached their favorite door, the person who first teased them sneaked out a hand holding a phone from the solid wooden door—
"You are from Pandora~~I am from Tianmen Mountain~~You are green with blue~~I am a yellow hanging silk man~~Come together~Hi together~~"
The zombies are completely messed up.
Qi Yan kicked down the last zombie, looking back, Lin Dilei had already slammed the suitcase shut and buckled the lock!
"withdraw!"
Lin Dilei said a word cleanly, pulled up the suitcase and rushed back first!
Luo Geng, who got up slowly, was startled, because there was a zombie on the way from here to the closed-shelf library! Lin Dilei is unarmed...
Bang!
The zombie was swung onto the glass railing of the corridor by a suitcase. The force caused it to tilt half of its body out of the railing, and it seemed to be on the verge of falling.
Lin Dilei didn't give it a chance to stand still, and picked up the box and banged again!
The zombies fell sideways like a kite with a broken string.
The suitcase fell to the ground again, making a heavy and dull sound. Lin Dilei didn't stop for a moment, she held the lever tightly and continued to rush forward!
The hem of the blue woolen coat fluttered in the wind as it moved forward at extreme speed, graceful and moving.
The author has something to say: Songs in this chapter: "The Man Who Don't Touch Me" - Chen Xiaochun; "Pancake Man" - Tan Weiwei/Hu Yanbin; PS, why every popular science song has a sense of shame OTZ...