In the dark hall of the cafeteria, a few beams of pale moonlight shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the empty tables and chairs. At the end of the moonlight, there is a blur and chaos. Only eyes that have adapted to the darkness can see clearly that there is a silent but horrifying suffocating chase going on.
Qi Yan had already reached the end of the vegetable harvesting area. The two zombies who were attracted by him first were less than five meters away from him, and ten meters away, the third zombie was looking in from the outside of the glass fence. climb.
Qi Yan quickly climbed over the glass fence, left the vegetable harvesting area, turned around and took a quick look in Song Fei's direction. It was dark except for a zombie figure, no one could be seen, and the TV screen was still black, showing no sign of activation.
Seeing that Qi Yan went out again, the two zombies immediately held on to the railing and turned them out a little stiffly.
The third zombie had finally crawled in, and when it saw it, it followed suit and crawled out again.
Qi Yan didn't think any more. Although he couldn't see it, he knew that Song Fei must be hiding in that darkness, waiting for the opportunity, and succeeded in one blow. Qi Yan didn't know when this trust came into being, but when he realized it, it was already so natural and determined.
The two zombies had already been turned out, Qi Yan took a deep breath, and according to the original plan, ran in the opposite direction to Song Fei!
In the distance, is the direction where Qi Yan couldn't find people just now, and Song Fei, who is bent over his waist, has already crawled under a table about three meters away from the TV. In just a few steps, he could jump on the table and press the main switch of the TV, and then walk by remote control.
But no.
The fourth zombie who was going in the direction of Qi Yan stopped and didn't move when he passed by the TV for a moment and didn't know if he felt something! Look around in confusion, and occasionally smell it with your nose.
Song Fei was in a state of anxiety, the sound of messy footsteps could be heard all the time, he was hiding under the table and couldn't see the situation at all, but he knew that Qi Yan was trying to lure the enemy according to the tactics!
do my best!
Song Fei crawled out from under the table and stood up abruptly!
The confused zombie paused, and finally locked on to the target.
Looking at each other, Song Fei trembled so much that his hairs stood on end. Those are no longer human eyes at all!
The zombie rushed over, but there was still a row of tables and chairs between it and Song Fei. With a bang, its waist hit the edge of the metal table heavily!
Song Fei originally wanted to lure it away, and then ran back to turn on the TV with the advantage of speed, but this knocked the other party and woke him up.
Quickly turn around and step on the chair behind you, then turn around and step over to the opposite table, the whole process flows smoothly in an instant! In a blink of an eye, Song Fei had already landed on the metal table, the top of the head of the zombie beside the table was in his eyes, and the chopsticks in Song Fei's hand pierced it mercilessly!
Unexpectedly, the zombie was raising its head, and the chopsticks were stabbed into its mouth fiercely, and then pierced out from the lower jaw!
Song Fei didn't have time to pull back, the chopsticks were completely submerged, and the hand holding the chopsticks hit the zombie's teeth directly!
He was startled, and almost instinctively withdrew his hand the moment he hit it, not even wanting the chopsticks. And just when he retracted his hand, he heard a "click", and the two rows of teeth that the zombie snapped together violently collided with a piece of metal chopsticks that were still outside. Whenever he hesitated for a moment, it would not be the chopsticks that were bitten but his hands!
Feeling that the bite was blocked, the zombie raised his hand to touch his mouth in confusion, and finally groped for the chopsticks, but after several attempts, he still couldn't hold them, let alone pull them out.
This is the same as their inability to grasp the rope. At least most of the zombies are no longer able to perform fine movements that require peripheral nerve control.
Behind the zombie is the structural column on which the TV is hung, and the TV is above the zombie's head, facing Song Fei's chest standing on the table. Seeing that the zombie was still entangled with the chopsticks, Song Fei was heartbroken and rushed over!
As one hand slapped onto the cold pillar, Song Fei supported it with all his strength, and the other hand quickly touched down along the side edge of the TV, and soon felt a different feeling in the lower right corner, and Song Fei pressed hard. !
A red dot lights up in the lower right corner of the TV!
Song Fei was overjoyed, and was about to retreat, but suddenly felt something was wrong, and when he lowered his head, the zombie had already gnawed on his thigh!
At this height, that's where the zombies are facing!
Song Fei felt a burst of pain. Fortunately, he was not bitten, but was pierced by chopsticks, and it was this piece of chopsticks that became the barrier between the zombie's sharp teeth and his flesh.
But the zombie refused to give up, and put his arms around his thigh tightly!
The horrifying numbness instantly spread from the soles of the feet to the strands of the hair, Song Fei felt that his scalp was going to explode, and he kicked his legs subconsciously!
The zombies clung to it and tried to bite again and again!
A kick.
A hug.
If you look at the silhouette from a distance, you are the wind and I am the sand, lingering to the end of the world!
The loud and clear Chinese style is still resounding in the sky, and Wang Qingyuan, Li Jingyu and Lin Dilei in the back kitchen guard the windows of the front, middle and rear areas respectively, in case the zombies who can't climb up to the second floor run wildly. It would be bad if there were windows. The remaining three people crowded together at the door, and looked outside through the crack of the door—
Luo Geng: "Qi Yan asked us to maneuver, this opportunity is too difficult to grasp."
Qiao Siqi: "I think it's an opportunity now, that zombie seems to have fallen in love with Song Fei."
Zhou Lu: "Well, I'll go out, you two continue to keep an eye on the stairs on both sides, and be on the lookout for zombies running down the stairs."
When discussing the plan, someone proposed to find a way to lock the three doors of the hall, but it was quickly rejected, because no one knew how many zombies were left on the second and third floors. If there were too many left, closing the door of the cafeteria would make him a victim. In addition, with the door open, if the zombies are really afraid of the cold, they will come back after the singing stops. In a sense, it helps to clean up and reduce the number of external zombies. Going out for a short time will be more convenient and safer. Later, someone proposed to clean up the zombies directly, but everyone thought about it, considering that the large number of living people would easily make the zombies howl excitedly, and the battle would also easily stimulate them to howl wildly. The loss outweighs the gain, so the final plan was to make Qi Yan lure the enemy, Song Fei turn on the machine, and the rest of the partners stand by.
But now that Song Fei has started the battle mode, the friends can't just stand by and watch. Zhou Lv gripped the sushi gun tightly, his figure flashed, and he came out without a sound!
At the same time, the TV screen suddenly brightened!
In order to be safe, Song Fei didn't dare to hold the remote control directly in his hand. He wanted to press the main switch first, but he was entangled by zombies after pressing the main switch. Now he took out the remote control with difficulty during the entanglement!
Zhou Lv's forward steps stopped, Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi who were in the crack of the door also stared wide-eyed, and everyone's heart rose to their throats...
The picture is finally stable and clear. The rapidly flickering messy snowflakes, like countless gray-white bacteria, densely packed the petri dish of the TV screen.
Song Fei used all his strength to kick the most ruthless kick from the beginning to now, and finally kicked the zombie away! Just when the back of the zombie slammed into the pillar, he frantically pressed the remote control without giving up, and tuned more than a dozen channels in a row.
Still the same.
The densely flashing snowflakes are like the campus after the outbreak of the virus, confused, crazy, and desperate.
Song Fei finally stopped his thumb and lost his mind for a moment.
It's not that I haven't thought about this possibility. But he told himself over and over again that the TV and mobile phone should not have the same signal, right? The TV uses a set-top box, and the mobile phone has no signal, so the TV may not. By the end, he had hardly any doubts left. This kind of persuasion, which is almost persistent, is not so much optimism as self-hypnosis, as if as long as you believe that the straw in your hand can save your life, it will really save you.
When people are in a desperate situation, they always need a glimmer of hope that can be pinned on.
It's just that it was shattered a little fast, too fast to be caught off guard.
"Be careful-"
Zhou Lily's shout suddenly came from a distance!
Song Fei only felt the black shadow coming from below, and just as he reflexively wanted to kick, the zombie suddenly grabbed his legs and pulled them hard!
He lost his balance and sat down on the table all of a sudden, his butt almost broke into eight petals!
A sharp pain came from the tailbone, Song Fei couldn't hold back for a moment, the zombie had already rushed over and gnawed on his stomach!
Fortunately, Song Fei was wearing a cotton suit, and the zombie only gnawed a mouthful of fabric cotton!
But this was enough to make Song Fei break out in a cold sweat—the zombie had already got the chopsticks out at some point!
Zhou Lv's roar also excited Qi Yan who was still running around with the zombies at the other end of the hall. He looked over reflexively and saw Song Fei sitting on the table fighting with the zombies!
Zombies have already appeared at the top of the stairs. I don't know if they heard shouts or fighting.
Now that the TV is snowing, Qi Yan no longer loves to fight, and jumps directly onto the table, running all the way from the table to Song Fei's side.
When he arrived, Zhou Lv had already stabbed the knife into the zombie's head. Of course, before it was killed, it had already been beaten to death by Song Fei.
The three people who met did not need to communicate, they tacitly rubbed the soles of their feet with oil, and crossed the vegetable fence at the fastest speed, and went straight to the door of the back kitchen.
Qiao Siqi and Luo Geng, who were waiting at the door early, opened the door without losing the opportunity, and quickly closed the lock after receiving their comrades in arms.
After Song Fei and Qi Yan ran through the door, they sat down on the ground. The former is tired of fighting with zombies, while the latter is for walking zombies.
Seeing them returning, the three people guarding the window immediately leaned over to ask about the situation.
Li Jingyu: "What does the news say?"
Lin Dilei: "How?"
Wang Qingyuan: "Is there a signal?"
Three questions, three attitudes, from optimistic to neutral, from neutral to realistic.
It's not that I haven't considered the possibility of something bad, but no one is willing to say it before it's confirmed. It seems that if I say it, it's really good and not bad. So it was only after the dust settled that he asked such a straightforward question.
Song Fei was unwilling, but still could only shake his head slowly, trying to give his friends a less bitter smile: "No signal."
"Ah?" Li Jingyu was first surprised, then disappointed.
Lin Dilei and Wang Qingyuan were calm. Although they were also disappointed, it was not a big blow.
Luo Geng and Qiao Siqi already knew the result from the crack of the door, they shrugged helplessly.
"Ah, upstairs!" Lin Dilei suddenly called softly.
Only then did everyone realize that Class 2 was still howling, and their voices were almost hoarse like heavy metal rock.
Lin Dilei ran to the other end farthest from the window of Class 2, and after confirming that there were no zombies in front of the window, she quickly opened the window and said loudly: "The operation is over—"
Lin Dilei's voice has a special texture, which may be related to the pronunciation of the broadcast host. It is very penetrating without roaring, piercing the overwhelming Chinese style with a single sound.
The chorus finally stopped, and the night returned to tranquility, except for the zombies gathered at the bottom of the window, making some noises from time to time.
"Fuck, my throat is going to smoke," Zhao Heyang sighed, extremely exhausted, "This intensity catches up with singing a night in KTV."
The friends' throats were so sore that they didn't want to say another word, so they could only nod their heads fiercely, expressing their agreement with their lives!
Huang Mo is relatively not that tragic, at least he can ask the distance loudly: "How is it—"
Soon, Xiao Minei's answer came from a diagonal direction: "There is no signal, it's all snowflakes—"
Huang Mo lowered his eyes, sure enough.
Zhao He is not as calm as classmate Huang. If it wasn't for the obstruction of his friends, he could jump down directly: "Don't pull me, I will kill them!!!"