The wind in the second half of the night always turns cold and hard without warning, as if there is an extraterrestrial hand, every time a certain point is reached, the weather mode is immediately modified, and even an excess is stingy.
Zhao He shrank his neck and wrapped his coat tighter.
At this time, he was walking on the avenue of the department building. Of course, it was still the same as when we came together, sticking to the side of the road, rubbing against the big trees and walking forward. Under the moonlight, the shadows of the trees are mottled, and the dry and intertwined branches have an illusion of luxuriance. His dark clothes perfectly hid in the shadow, coupled with his deliberately slowed down speed and light footsteps, made him almost merged with the night.
Qiushi Building has passed, Yixin Building is in front of you, and the singing of Gewu Building is completely inaudible.
Zhao He didn't think he was a timid person, but at night like this, he suddenly hoped that the singing of his teammates would accompany him a little longer, so it was only a few minutes.
Behind him, the thick smoke from the top of the Qiushi building has basically dissipated, leaving only a few wisps floating up into the night sky.
Zhao He looked away, and made up his mind - not going back to the cafeteria.
It was less than half a night before the team dispersed, and he always felt that Zhou Lu and Qiao Siqi from Luban Building, Wu Zhou and Feng Qibai from Yixin Building should not and would not return to the cafeteria.
There is actually no basis for this kind of speculation. To put it bluntly, it is a sixth sense. But people's sixth sense is sometimes more reliable than careful reasoning. Because it appears so miraculously, it can also be so precise that it doesn't make sense.
Of course, if you insist on analysis, it is not impossible. Thinking in another way, if he is the one who lures the enemy, he will not return to the cafeteria immediately, but will choose the nearest shelter, waiting for the news of his teammates' victory or need for support at any time. And now, I am the "source of news".
It is his duty to pass on to his comrades the fact that "Song Fei, Qi Yan and He Zhiwen have successfully infiltrated the Gewu Building and are preparing to attack the radio tomorrow night", even if they can only choose one from the Luban Building and Yixin Building. place.
So the question arises, whether to stop here and go to art, or to move on and go to architecture
Click.
Zhao He's hulking body shook, and his thinking and footsteps stopped suddenly.
It was the sound of something cracking, the crack should be extremely small, because the sound is too small, so small that if he hadn't slowed down the already slow pace in the midst of entanglement, it would have been absolutely impossible neglect.
But looking around, there is only an empty asphalt road, not to mention the shadow of zombies, there are almost no flowers and plants, and the only thing that can be called an object is the one I lean on...
Wait a moment.
Zhao He froze suddenly, then raised his head slowly and stiffly.
At this time, he was unbiased, standing under a tree, and about a meter away from his head, there was a black "person" squatting on a branch that was not too thick. This black does not refer to the light and shadow, but simply refers to the other party. It is completely burnt from head to toe, like a charcoal man, and the face is not spared. The dark facial features are almost blurred together, and the eyes cannot be opened. A transparent liquid flows out.
This was a scene that was too tragic. The distance was so close and the impact was so great that Zhao He forgot to react for a moment, and his mind was completely blank.
Suddenly there was a click, and the branch broke completely!
The "Charcoal Man" fell rapidly, Zhao He was caught off guard, and let the opponent slam down on his feet.
The opponent's body slammed into the ground, but his hand landed on Zhao He's feet. The next second, the hand seemed to have its own vitality. When the body hadn't recovered from the impact, and was still unconsciously struggling and wriggling, it arbitrarily grabbed Zhao He's tie tightly. Get tight shoelaces!
Zhao He woke up instantly, kicked the "Charcoal Man" away, and quickly jumped up the tree!
It took a long time for the "Charcoal Man" to finally get up from the ground. Judging from the hesitant movement, the fall just now was not light. After getting up, it didn't act in a hurry. Instead, it looked around and kept smelling the surrounding air with its nose.
Zhao He has been able to confirm it. Not crying out for pain, not afraid of being disfigured, and even unmoved by his miserable state, this is not a "charcoal man", but a "charcoal corpse". And it is completely invisible, so it can only hunt by smell and touch.
Fortunately, I hid in time and high enough.
Zhao He breathed a sigh of relief...
Click.
Uh…
Click!
Damn he knows it! ! !
How could a tree branch that couldn't even lift a scorched zombie be able to lift a strong classmate Zhao? There was no room for Zhao He to struggle, he fell heavily, and as if aiming at it deliberately, he was throwing himself on the charcoal corpse.
Joy fell from the sky, and the charcoal corpse took advantage of the situation to hug Zhao He and gnawed it down!
One hundred percent of the zombies wanted to gnaw on the neck of their prey, but two hundred percent, they only gnawed on Classmate Zhao's chest.
— Height is a pain.
Through the clothes and the firm chest muscles, this bite didn't succeed, at most, the teeth rubbed against the chest through the clothes. But just this mouthful was enough for Zhao He's hairs to stand on end, and goose bumps to form three layers.
It's not that he's afraid, but that the mouthful that he can't die actually reminds Zhao He of his ex-girlfriend.
As a star with long legs, Zhao He prefers loli, and his ex-girlfriend is only as tall as his chest. Every time she acts like a spoiled child, she likes to bite. Usually a bear hugs her, and she bites wherever it is convenient. Nine times out of ten, it is her chest that gets hurt.
Now that the beautiful woman has found another happy relationship, she just keeps herself sad, and even reminisces the sweet past on the body of a charred zombie.
What's more frightening is that the cute face of the ex-girlfriend and the charcoal face of the zombie on the chest flash back alternately on the retina, the taste is so sour!
Shout out!
Another bite.
The zombies persevere, but because their eyesight is blocked, they can only act on intuition, so the attack range has always been Zhao chest.
Zhao's breasts are firm, but he has been harassed like this, Brother Zhao's spirit can't bear it anymore, so he decisively pulls out the stab and cuts off the thread of love!
As the army stabbed into the temple of the zombie, Zhao's chest became calm.
Carefully put the corpse down, pulled out the army thorns, Zhao He shook off the liquid remaining on it, and observed the corpse carefully.
After being entangled for so long, his feeling towards this zombie is no longer pure fear, but more doubts, and other complex emotions that cannot be explained clearly.
He didn't know whether it was burned first and then infected, or infected first and then burned. Personally, he hoped it was the latter. At least, not so painful.
But where did the fire come from
Zhao He thought of the few wisps of smoke left upstairs in Qiushi, and had doubts, but they could only be doubts.
Kara—
Suddenly, there was a strange sound from Yixin Building obliquely in front, very similar to the sound of a window opening.
Zhao He was refreshed, and immediately opened his eyes wide to search for the exact location of the sound source!
The moon is dark and the wind is high, trying to search for which one is opened among the dark windows is tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack. To be precise, even the high and low floors could not be distinguished from the north to the south. The only thing Zhao He could be sure of was that the sound definitely came from the building facing him. If it is the other side, the sound cannot be transmitted at all!
Just when Zhao He was at a loss, he suddenly saw a figure falling from the middle window on the third floor—
Bang!
From the sight of people to the muffled sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, everything happened in a blink of an eye.
Zhao He was startled, and instinctively wanted to step forward to check, but just as he was about to move his feet, he suddenly saw seven or eight zombies dangling from the Yixin Building! And there are still new zombies coming out one after another, all attracted by the sound of landing!
Zhao He clenched his fists, almost gnawing his teeth. He was worried that it would be his teammates who fell down, and he wished he could step forward immediately, but seeing more and more zombies gathered, he knew that rushing over was also hitting a stone with a pebble.
In a moment of anxiety, a flash of inspiration suddenly appeared!
Regardless of whether the big tree is happy or not, Zhao He aimed at the thickest branch, and began to climb up using both hands and feet.
In the blink of an eye, Zhao He had reached the high place, and immediately faced the group of zombies, ready to sing loudly. Unexpectedly, as soon as he opened his mouth, before he could make a sound, a small group of zombies that had already gathered were lazily spreading out. The zombies that followed seemed to sense something strange, and they didn't even come closer. When they were half a meter away, they paused, turned around without exception, and walked back slowly.
Zhao He braked in time, and watched the zombies pour out of the nest, and then returned disappointed, only a few minutes before and after.
Soon the floor of Yixin Building was clean again, as if nothing had happened. If Zhao He could not still see the black shadow on the ground from Zhao He's height, he would really think that everything before was an illusion.
No more guessing, Zhao He decided to find out.
He tiptoed down the tree, and walked quickly to the base of the lower wall of Yixin Building, moving forward a little bit against the building, and finally came to the side of the "falling person".
With the help of the moonlight, Zhao He finally saw clearly that half of the head of the person who fell from the building had been lost. It should have fallen with his head facing down, so he was only at the height of the third floor, but his brains burst from the fall. But on the remaining half of the face, you can still see the typical scars eaten by zombies, and the blood on the wound has long dried up, like an old wound, and the dark red blood mixed with white on the ground should be from the impact when it fell new blood.
It wasn't people who fell from the building, but zombies.
The zombies who heard the news naturally had no interest in the corpses of their companions.
But Zhao He was very interested, because the person who fell from the building was a zombie, which meant that the person who made it fall was a living person. The only problem to be solved now is whether this living person is a comrade in arms.
Looking up, the window on the third floor was already tightly shut.
The fastest way is naturally to call out loudly, but it is very likely that the comrades in arms have not opened the window, and the wave of zombies just turned back for the second time.
Huh
Zhao He sniffed vigorously, always feeling a familiar smell in the air.
His eyes lit up, he quickly squatted down, got close to the corpse of the zombie and sniffed it twice. Although the bloody smell of corruption rushed towards the face, the slight fragrance still overcame the thorns and stood out from the encirclement!
It's a comrade-in-arms!
There will never be another team in this world that exudes such a refreshing smell!
As soon as this incense comes out, whoever will compete with it, wherever it goes, mosquitoes will not grow!
Zhao He looked up again, and after firmly remembering the location of the window, he got up decisively, sneaked quietly to the door of Yixin Building, hid behind the wall where the floor-to-ceiling glass door meets, and spied on the movement in the hall on the first floor.
Due to the power outage, the entire hall was shrouded in darkness. From Zhao He's perspective, the only thing that could be seen clearly was the white stone sculpture in the center of the hall. It was a sculpture with a unique shape. It was unclear at first glance, so when I looked closely, I found that it was a person with arms raised high. It was only deformed to make the lines more artistic, not for realism, but for intention.
Zhao He doesn't understand art, but he also has feelings. Just looking at it from a distance, he can feel the depression and despair in the composition, as if the man is exhausting his last ounce of strength to accuse this absurd world.
Sculpture is good sculpture, even a layman like myself can appreciate its beauty. But why put such a serious thing at the entrance of the department building? In theory, shouldn’t there be some thriving shapes like spring girls holding books or holding pigeons
In doubt, a black shadow passed in front of the sculpture.
Zhao He narrowed his eyes, and at the last moment when the other party was about to disappear into the darkness, he confirmed his identity as a zombie.
After fighting for so long, whether it is a human or a zombie, Zhao He already has all-round criteria for judging from objective to emotional.
There are zombies in the hall, and there may be more than one.
Zhao He had expected it a long time ago, but now he is more certain. He pursed his lips, thought for a moment, then turned around suddenly, and returned to the corpse of the fallen zombie against the wall.
Taking a deep breath, Zhao He adjusted his mood and felt that it was almost done. He squatted down decisively and scraped up the blood and brain fluid on the ground with a short knife and smeared it on himself.
It wasn't until the faint body odor mixed with toilet water was covered by the strong smell of zombies that Zhao He returned to the door of Yixin Building, stepped aside, and entered the hall.
In the darkness, Zhao He stood still for more than a minute, before gradually allowing his eyes to adapt to the faint moonlight, and finally took a good look at the situation in the hall.
Although it is not very clear, it is still possible to tell that there are seven or eight zombies gathered on his side, but he is close to the door, and they are close to the corridor. The stairway was on the other side, and there were only two zombies nearby. Perhaps it was because the light was too dark that it was inconvenient to move. The two zombies stood blankly, walking two steps from time to time, aimless, stiff and dazed.
Comrades in class 1 have popularized science, and the eyesight of zombies will be slightly lower than before. When the light is sufficient, the effect will not be great, but it will be obvious when they are in the dark. This is why they always choose to operate at night.
Zhao He has always been skeptical about this, because the day before yesterday when he went to the express delivery point to run in, it was also night, whether he should be chased by the zombies or be chased by the zombies.
But at this moment, he finally understood how naive it was to question himself in Class 1 of Mighty and Unyielding Survival.
No need for further explanation, the zombies on the other side of the corridor glanced at his direction several times, but there was no response, which was ironclad proof.
——For the first time in his life, Zhao He was grateful for his watery soul window. As a young man who doesn't like to read, his happiest moment is when he checks his eyesight with his physical examination, and he is able to point his fingers up and down, left and right, and show off his face with every shot.
Finally, the seven or eight zombies were basically facing the corridor, and the zombies near the stairs also walked a little farther away. The wind was blowing on the soles of Zhao He's feet, and he almost rushed towards the diagonal staircase like a bolt of lightning. He distractedly glanced at the base, trying to figure out what the name of this sculpture full of negative energy was.
Just such a brief moment when a gust of wind passed by, it really made him see clearly——
[hope]
When he reached the stairs, Zhao He decided that he should concentrate on sports in the future.