The night deepened.
The coolness in the wind increased sharply at a speed perceivable by the body, and the fourteen little friends hanging on the tree were a little bit overwhelmed.
"He Zhiqian, try again." Song Fei did not give up.
He Zhiwen held the remote control tremblingly on his legs, hugged the tree branch with one hand, and flipped the joystick with the other, and then dropped the aircraft back to the roof, and looked at Song Fei helplessly: "I have tried it several times, don't you see it too?" No, it’s useless at all. It’s okay if they don’t see us, but now they are locked on to us, and the flying machine is not as attractive as a living person.”
Qi Yan pondered for a moment: "We have to find a way so that they can't see us."
Song Fei rolled his eyes: "It's easy to say, we are poking on the haystack like candied haws, and the four things next to it are empty, where can we hide?"
"Hey, if you don't have vision, you should choose trees like my brother. The sky is high and the emperor is far away. Once they enter the depths of the sea, they can only see a bunch of dead branches when they look up." The tree that is closest to the auditorium is also the highest Luo Geng of the tree with the densest branches is not without embarrassment.
"You climbed quite high." Song Fei echoed and praised.
"That is required."
"Can you see the roof of the auditorium?"
"It's right at hand, and it's clear at a glance."
"Are there any zombies?"
"You mean the roof? How is that possible?"
"Okay. Jump over."
"..."
Luo Geng looked at the roof one meter away, and at the height of the abyss below, wishing he could sew his mouth shut.
"Actually, I didn't climb very high, really..."
Song Fei also knew that this task was a bit difficult, but looking around, only Luo Geng was able to give it a try: "We can't hang on the tree all the time, it consumes too much energy, and now the zombies refuse to leave, the time is too late The longer the more tragic."
Luo Geng: "I know that I need to find a place where I can settle down as soon as possible, but if I fail this jump, you will lose a lovely comrade-in-arms forever, have you ever thought about it?"
Song Fei: "It's not your style to say defeat easily, don't you always insist on something as difficult as chasing small landmines!"
Luo Geng: "I can hardly hold on anymore!"
Lin Dilei: "It's really sad news."
Luo Geng: "..."
Song Fei: "..."
Luo Geng: "Song Fei, how many times have I told you, don't stop me, I'm going to dance!!!"
With a loud shout, Luo Geng soared into the air, kicking off the branch thick as a forearm under his feet in an instant with great force. With a crisp click, the broken branch lowered its head, and Luo Geng hung on the edge of the roof.
When he stood on the tree, he was as tall as the roof, at most one head higher, so this jump can only be forward and upward, and the speed must be very fast, so as to ensure that there will not be too much free fall during the movement, and eventually collide with the eaves. Missed.
Fortunately, in time.
The fingers holding tightly to the eaves of Luo Geng turned white in an instant during Luo Geng's all-out pull-ups.
Finally, his head was higher than the roof again, and then one foot was quickly raised to hook the eaves, and using both hands and feet, he turned his whole body up.
Stretched out in large characters, Luo Geng panted heavily against the night sky.
The little friends are joking, but their hearts are really hanging, and now they finally let go, and they let out a long sigh of relief.
Luo Geng didn't linger for too long, and after a while, he quickly got up, unloaded his backpack, took out the rope and began to look for a place to tie it.
Song Fei, who was the closest to the roof but definitely couldn't jump over it, waved his backpack and threw it diagonally upwards to the roof.
Luo Geng understood it, pulled out Song Fei's rope, and connected the two phases. Finally, the length mattered. Finally, the rope quietly hung to the left side of the main entrance of the auditorium, and the end of the rope was about one meter above the ground.
After doing this, Luo Geng has skillfully ran to the opposite end of the rope, that is, the back side of the auditorium, without his comrades in command, and began to sing softly while lying on the eaves.
There is no better place for love songs than the auditorium under the moon—
"If I am a hyperbola~~you are the asymptote~~If I am an inverse proportional function~~you are the coordinate axis~~Although we are destined~~can be born on the same plane~~but we are not destined~~slow There is no intersection on the long and slow road... ”
My friends don't know what the original song is, but being sung by Luo Geng is really tear-jerking and heart-wrenching, like a history of blood and tears of seeking a beautiful woman.
Twelve pairs of eyes looked at Lin Dilei—how could you not understand his heart.
The little landmines go back next to each other - it doesn't hurt to stand and watch others solve equations.
During the "eyebrow teasing", the zombies have basically been attracted by Luo Geng. The latter not only sang, but also ran back and forth along one side of the eaves. The two-pronged approach was obviously more interesting to the zombies than the candied haws on the tree.
In the end, only Qiao Siqi and Zhou Yili stayed under the tree they hung together.
Zhou Yilu didn't bother to tell whose charm it was. He climbed down a little bit, seduced first, then shot, three or five times, knocking down a couple.
At this point, all the energetic zombies had gathered at the back of the auditorium, and the main entrance was completely cleared.
The little friends all came down from the tree, like night owls, followed the rope and climbed up to the room.
The last one to go up was Qi Yan, and as soon as his feet landed, he retracted the rope neatly.
Luo Geng just finished the third cycle of the single.
Everyone shrank to the center of the roof, trying to prevent the zombies from seeing the living people.
Of course, the roof is no warmer than the trees.
"What should we do now," Feng Qibai asked, "Just wait here for the zombies to disperse by themselves?"
Before waiting for the friends to respond, Qi Yan asked first: "When is your theater's art performance?"
"December 20, what's wrong?" Feng Qibai was puzzled by his comrades in arms.
"That means the show hasn't started yet on the day of the accident."
"That's for sure. The four and six exams are closed, and the sound of gongs and drums in the auditorium is too ridiculous."
"What about the rehearsal? The show is only two days away, so you have to rehearse with makeup here?"
"The make-up rehearsal in the auditorium was completed two days before the exam. Although the performance was hosted by our school, the school leaders paid special attention to it. Therefore, it has always been a state where idlers are not allowed to enter when it is cleaned up and ready. The leaders in our school are not at ease. One more final rehearsal will be held in our courtyard's own building."
"I testify." Apart from the parties involved, Wu Zhou has the right to speak, "When I was looking for the radio, it was Halloween in Yixin Building."
"Qi Yan, I know what you want to confirm," Feng Qibai said, "I can't guarantee whether there are zombies in this auditorium now, but there will definitely not be a large number of students from the Art Academy, whether they survived or... infected .”
Qi Yan nodded: "That's good."
Song Fei frowned: "What do you mean by asking Dong and West?"
Qi Yan explained: "When I was climbing up just now, I took a special look at the main entrance. The door is locked from the inside with a chain lock."
"What's so strange about it? When the auditorium is not in use, the security guards lock it from inside... security guards?" Song Fei sorted things out a bit.
"Well," Qi Yan said, "Since it was locked from the inside, it proves that there are people in the auditorium. Moreover, it was daytime when the accident occurred, and there was no activity in the auditorium, so it is not appropriate to turn on the lights, but now the lights are on inside, which means that the survivors are very serious. It may have survived until the evening, or came in at night. But if it was a performance or rehearsal at that time, even if the people inside survived, after so many days, it is difficult to say what will happen inside. If there is no rehearsal but a clearing state, the inside It is very likely that there are only a few security guards, or a few more survivors who accidentally hit and ran over when the accident happened. After all, this place is very remote, and it is unlikely to be selected as the first refuge. , as long as the quantity is not crushing, it will not be difficult to deal with."
"It might be," Song Fei followed Qi Yan's train of thought, "A few days or even more than ten days after the tide of corpses broke out, someone fled here, just like we guarded the cafeteria, and also regarded this place as a stronghold?"
"It would be better if this is the case, the probability of them still surviving will be very high, and we don't have to worry about meeting zombies or classmates who died."
What Qi Yan said was logical and reasonable, but Song Fei still felt that he was overcomplicating the simplicity: "You just want to go in to get warm and recover your strength, isn't it meaningful to think about it?"
Qi Yan gave him an annoyed look, wanted to complain, endured it, held back, and patiently explained: "When you go to any place where the situation is unknown, you must make a prediction, so that if something happens, you won't be without psychological expectations. , and it’s easier to deal with.”
Song Fei was dumbfounded.
Indeed, if he went in without mental preparation and saw corpses strewn all over the place, or even cannibalism, he didn't have the confidence to bear it. The scene at the track and field was just silently filled with zombies, but thinking about it now still makes my scalp tingle.
Qi Yan is still right as always, but now he can't even pick out the problem of "correct thinking and bad attitude"... Damn, why do you want to evolve, you bad guy! ! !
Qi Yan: "No problem?"
Song Fei: "Yes."
Qi Yan: "What else?"
Song Fei: "Can you hate me like before?"
Qi Yan: "..."
This is a puzzling request, as clever as Qi Yan, also requires thinking.
On the other side, Wang Qingyuan held his forehead, trying to drag his unsatisfactory roommate over to remake him!
"Well," Qiao Siqi sniffed his nose and raised his hand tremblingly, "We're already too cold, if we're scheduled to go into the auditorium, can we finish the action before you two flirt?"
The zombies under the surrounding walls were still there, so the friends couldn't move on. If they were worried about entering the auditorium before, now the "smelling" ones don't care so much.
Boom.
Boom boom boom.
A small hammer is tied to the end of the rope, and the iron head of the small hammer hits the glass.
This is the ventilation window of the security room on the side of the building. If, as Qi Yan speculates, the ones locking the door are security guards, then it is most likely that they are hiding in their own territory.
no respond.
Luo Geng was still lying on the other side to attract zombies, so the side of the wall where the hammer was dangling was as quiet as usual.
There was no response from inside the house, only cold wind whizzing outside.
There are three possibilities for such a situation. First, like those students trapped in the library, the people who were safe did not make it to the end due to lack of water and food; second, when they fled in, someone had already been bitten, but it was still in the incubation period. When the doors and windows were locked and they thought it was safe Three, the survivors abandoned the security room and hid elsewhere in the auditorium.
My friends hope it is the third type, but they are also ready to deal with the second type.
"break."
After Qi Yan gave an order, Zhao He, who was already eager to try, stretched out his long arms, and slammed a hammer on the corner of the ventilation window!
Just two clicks.
There was only a "click", and the crack was centered on the point hit by the hammer, and spread out, eventually turning the entire piece of glass into a spider web.
Zhao He moved the hammer to the center of the glass, and hit again.
The whole piece of glass shattered into slag.
Zombies have already heard the sound, but the ventilation window is high above, they can only look at the empty space and sigh.
The light was on in the room, and Qi Yan, who came down with his probe, took advantage of the light to get an overview of the security room.
From his point of view, he can basically see two-thirds of the room, and the remaining one-third is the blind spot on the side next to the ventilation window, and Qi Yan can't do anything about it.
But the door facing the ventilation window is clearly visible—the door leaf is wide open, and from the ventilation window, you can directly see the illuminated auditorium corridor outside the door.
The corridor was still as empty as they had seen when they climbed the ropes at the main entrance.
The corridor of the auditorium is in a circular shape. The outer wall of the corridor is the outer wall of the auditorium, and the inner circle is a fully enclosed meeting place. That is to say, starting from any point in the corridor and going straight forward, you can walk back to the starting point, that is, circle around the outside of the real auditorium.
This design is similar to many concert halls, which is equivalent to wrapping the stage and auditorium in a soundproof cover, and then covering the outside of the cover with a bright and transparent decorative outer wall. Between the two layers of covers is the corridor. Of course, the backstage of the venue is another world connected to the outside, so that the performers and audience can be distinguished from the beginning to the end.
The friends had no way of confirming that the entire circular corridor was safe, at least the section as far as they could see was safe, so without further delay, they filed in along the ventilation windows.
The first one to hit the ground was Qi Yan, who immediately turned back as soon as his feet hit the ground.
Fortunately, there was no one in the blind spot.
In the next second, he quickly closed and locked the door of the security room, and found that the lock was good, and there was no trace of man-made damage.
After more than a minute, the friends all entered safely.
There is only one locker in the security room, two desks arranged side by side, and two chairs. In addition to the notebook, there is only one phone and two walkie-talkie charging stands on the table. The plug of the charging stand is still plugged into the power supply, but it is empty, and there is no walkie-talkie. It looks like it has been connected to the power supply all year round, so that the walkie-talkie can be charged immediately.
But there are no security guards, no walkie-talkies, no fighting, and no signs of long-term residence.
This is an ordinary security room, it looks like the security guards have gone out to patrol or go to the toilet.
The wind is blowing in from the ventilation window, but it is much stronger than the treetops on the roof.
The friends avoided the wind, shrank to a corner, and gradually recovered some physical strength, but they were still cold.
There is still half a bucket of water on the water dispenser, and I don’t know how many days. The friends unloaded the bucket and carefully checked the inside of the water dispenser. It seemed that there was nothing wrong with it, so they put the bucket on it again and pressed it to heat.
Although everyone also carried water on their own, it was too cold, and resources were limited, so save as much as you can.
After a while, it will automatically jump to keep warm.
The little friends pressed down the water outlet valve and did not continue, allowing the water to flow to the ground.
After leaving it for a while, I felt that the place where the water flowed through should be scalded until it was almost disinfected, so I reheated it. After the reheating was completed, I used the only enamel tank that came out of the cafeteria to catch the hot water and drank it.
The scalding hot water finally made everyone feel a little warmer, and felt that their strength had returned.
Zhao He moved the table under the ventilation window, stepped on the table to look down, and finally sent back the outside battle report—the zombies hadn't left yet.
The little friends didn't expect this at first. It's good that the zombies can disperse automatically, but if they can't, they won't sit still.
Entering the auditorium is just to slow down, and now that it's almost slow, it's natural to move forward.
but-
"Can you wait a while before leaving?"
Song Fei's request interrupted the footsteps of student Zhao who was about to be the first to run out of the ventilation window.
"What do you want to do?" Zhao He asked warily, feeling that nothing good was going on.
Song Fei smiled kindly, and said in a gentle tone, "Anyway, they're all in here, let's go after some exploration."
really.
Zhao He became more and more cautious: "The corridor outside or the venue inside?"
Song Fei didn't care: "It counts wherever you go."
Zhao He's black thread, Qiao Siqi couldn't hold back any longer than him, he slapped Song Fei, face to face, eye to eye: "What the hell are you thinking? The light is on, there is no one, and the ones found are either corpses or zombies." Ah my brother."
"Johns, you've made progress." Song Fei's words were sincere, concise and clear, and if it wasn't for the last three tone words, he would have thought it was Qi Yan who was speaking.
Qiao Siqi sat down, with rejection all over his body: "When I watched horror movies before, there was a problem I couldn't figure out. Why did the people in the movie go where they were weird? For example, there were strange movements and phenomena in a house. , No matter how you look at it, it’s evil, shouldn’t normal people run away quickly, what kind of logic is rushing in!”
Song Feile hurried over to Rajosiqi: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore."
The latter frowned, with a blank face: "What do you mean?"
"He wants to try to see if he can find the walkie-talkie." Qi Yan couldn't stand it, and gave the answer directly.
The security guard was probably still in the auditorium. Even if it turned out to be a zombie in the worst case, the walkie-talkie should still be on his body. This kind of communication equipment is just in time for the martial arts class who basically rely on shouting as a last resort and need a special person to operate the aircraft.
Once there is a dispersion of personnel when looking for the radio, there is no need to beat the drums, and even rely on the walkie-talkie to take the initiative to adopt a two-way strategy when necessary.
Qiao Siqi was stunned for a while, his mind turned to smoke, and finally when he looked at the charging stand for the walkie-talkie on the table, he suddenly realized.
But the truth is this truth, but the danger is still that danger.
"What if I can't find it?"
Qi Yan: "If you can't find it, leave."
"What should I do if I can't find it and encounter one, one large, or a group of zombies?"
Qi Yan: "At present, it seems that the possibility of one, one large, or a group of zombies is relatively low."
"Low is not zero percent."
Qi Yan: "The corridor is basically empty now, and there are zombies in the venue. Let's go to the No. 1 door closest to the security room, turn off the lights in the nearby corridor, and then open the door to look in. If the situation can be handled, continue. Flash if you can’t handle it.”
"To put it lightly, what if the zombies come out from other doors and come around behind you to attack?"
Qi Yan: "Someone must watch out."
"..."
Qi Yan: "Are you really not going to volunteer?"
"Didn't you see that I was silent one round earlier!"
Qiao Siqi was tortured by Qi Yan until he wanted to cry.
Song Fei's jaw dropped in shock.
It's not that Qi Yan responds so smoothly, but that everything Qi Yan wants to say is exactly what he wants to say, and every word is perfect!
Over the past few days, Song Fei felt that the tacit understanding between the two had improved on the road to survival, but the improvement was so fast and thorough, it was still very creepy. After that, did he call Qi Yan a bastard in his heart, and that guy could hear him
"Don't look at me so adoringly, I've always been reliable."
Very well, the internal OS is safe for the time being.
The author has something to say: Today's song "Sorrowful Hyperbolic" - Wang Yuanchao~~~(≧▽≦)/~