Dark stage, dark seats, weak wall light.
This is a space very similar to the projection hall of a cinema, the only difference is that there is a screen in front of the projection hall, and it is a stage. Of course, the space is larger and more spacious than the projection hall, and there are more seats.
The lights are almost all out, except for a few dim small lamps on the walls on both sides. It's like the first few lights that light up when the theater is about to end.
However, the lights at the end of the scene will become brighter and brighter until people are completely separated from the plot.
Not here.
It seemed to stop forever at the moment when it was about to disperse, and the darkness was covered with a layer of ambiguous yellow light, and some figures standing still were vaguely reflected.
Some of them stood in the second row, some in the ninth row, some on the left of the fifth row, and some on the right of the tenth row. There was no pattern, just like sporadic audiences standing up randomly in the chairs.
Suddenly, a white light came in from Door No. 3. The door was opened very thinly, but the light was so bright that it was almost dazzling, instantly breaking the tranquility of the dark meeting place.
Outside the No. 3 door, the comrades in arms of the martial arts class who had already circled the corridor to confirm their safety left four of them to guard the left and right, and the remaining ten heads crowded together to look through the crack of the door.
Qiao Siqi: "Is it a human?"
Zhou Lu: "Will a person stand calmly in the dark when surrounded by zombies?"
Song Fei: "It seems to be six."
Qi Yan: "There is another one standing against the wall next to the No. 1 door."
Zhao He: "Seven, our fourteen are two against one."
Li Jingyu: "Do you still need two-on-one?"
Zhao He: "That's right, buddies come straight after every dozen!"
Li Jingyu: "Xiao He, we can play three against one."
He Zhi asked, "Handsome!"
Zhao He: "..."
The idealized two-on-one never came true. Because Song Fei and Qi Yan's group, Zhao He's group, and Fu Xiyuan's Wu Zhou group sneaked into the darkness first, quietly came to the back of the three zombies closest to the No. 3 door, and attacked together at the same time. The three zombies neither smelled a human, nor heard a sound, nor saw a human, so they were defenseless and died instantly.
The sound of fighting attracted the attention of the remaining four zombies, but their howls were enclosed in the venue, and their bodies were trapped in the seats, so they couldn't do anything about it for a while.
However, two of the four zombies were security guards, as if a glowing walkie-talkie was hanging on their waists. The friends could only take the initiative to attack, and in the end with the strength of ten people - Zhou Lu and Qiao Siqi were on the lookout in the corridor, He Zhiwen and Li Jingyu didn't find a chance to intervene in the crushing melee - knocked down the remaining four zombies.
Seven corpses, in addition to two security guards, three teachers, two classmates.
After taking off the walkie-talkie and visually inspecting the three pairs of shoes that can be tried, the friends immediately left the venue and returned to the corridor—light is always more reassuring than darkness.
With a bright view, Song Fei fiddled with the walkie-talkie for the first time, turning the knob for a while, pressing the button for a while, but finally failed.
Qi Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and took it over to protect it in time: "A dead battery isn't a capital crime, is it?"
Song Fei was embarrassed, only then did he realize how stupid he was for thinking that the walkie-talkie was broken.
The walkie-talkie had probably been hanging on the infected security guard for many days. Just thinking about the charger in the security room, he subconsciously thought that the walkie-talkie should be fully charged.
Here He Zhiwen is still hesitating about the three pairs of shoes on the ground, letting his right foot with only striped socks touch the cold ground.
"Why are you in a daze, try to see which pair you can wear." Song Fei urged.
He Zhiwen's hand stretched out and then retracted, the cycle seemed to be several times, and finally he shook his head with a mournful face.
Song Fei understood his awkwardness, to put it bluntly, after all, it was picked from a dead person, and everyone would be offended.
"Fuck," Song Fei pulled He Zhiwen away, picked up one of the three pairs of shoes on the ground, "I'll give you my shoes, I'll wear these!"
He Zhiwen was instantly overwhelmed by Song Feiyi and Bo Yuntian's tall figure, and was so grateful that he wanted to cry: "Thank you—"
Song Fei leaned closer to his face and repeated again: "I'll give you my shoes, I'll wear these."
He Zhiwen blinked blankly: "Yes, thank you."
Song Fei: "..."
He Zhi asked: "..."
Song Fei: "Why do you have the nerve to agree? If you don't want to wear it, can you let your comrades wear it? You are too selfish, too cowardly, and you let me down. Why do you ask me to despise you!"
He Zhi asked: "..."
Song Fei: "I'll give you my shoes, I'll wear these."
He Zhi asked: "No, no need, I will wear it."
Song Fei: "I'm proud of you."
... Song Fei, you devil! ! !
Finally, one of the three pairs of shoes is wearable. Although it is still a little looser, it is definitely better than jumping on one foot.
He Zhiwen didn't want to throw away the original shoe, so he put it back in his bag—in case he had a chance to pick it up when he left the auditorium.
The little friends watched He Zhanyou being forced to try on shoes like Cinderella who didn't fall in love with the prince. The sympathy was real, but there was a Song stepmother next to him, so the sympathy could only be silently put in his heart.
"There is one thing I can't figure out. Those seven people are all infected. Who locked the door of the auditorium from the inside?"
Back in the security room, Zhao He raised this question that had troubled him for a long time.
"It should be the security guard," Wang Qingyuan said, "the door is the chain lock that is usually used to lock the auditorium door. Normally it should be placed in the security room, and the front, rear, left, and right doors are all locked in the same way, and there is no sign of being damaged. , It shows that they were very calm when locking the door, at least they had plenty of time, they didn't lock it temporarily because they were chased here, it is likely that they quickly locked it from the inside when they saw that the situation outside was not right."
"Then why are you still infected?" Fu Xiyuan, like Zhao He, couldn't figure it out.
Wang Qingyuan said: "The security guards have been in the auditorium all the time, but those five people may not be, they probably ran in when the incident happened, or came to ask for help after locking the door, and were let in, and some of them were infected but not Self-knowledge, in the end it hurts everyone.
Zhao He and Fu Xiyuan understood and stopped talking.
The friends also fell silent.
All guesses can only be guesses. No one knows what happened in this auditorium, and what they saw was just an afterimage after hell.
He Zhiwen said that the walkie-talkie usually takes two to three hours to fully charge, but the martial arts class does not have that much time. In the end, I barely waited for an hour, and it was already midnight when I checked my phone, so I didn't delay any longer.
Qi Yan and Wang Qingyuan in this room put the two charging stations into their respective bags, and Song Fei in that room was the first to climb back to the roof through the ventilation window with the walkie-talkie.
A moment later, the thirteen friends who were still in the security room heard Song Fei's magical voice amidst the buzzing electric current—
"Hello, hello, can you hear me, am I handsome?"
The twelve little friends sprayed towards the walkie-talkie in Qi Yan's hand with one voice: "Get lost—"
Qi Yan: "... Is it still necessary to ask such a question as the egg, of course he is handsome."
All comrades: "Where is your bottom line!!!"
Although I was forced to eat a mouthful of low-quality dog food, the walkie-talkie is easy to use, which is enough to make up for the trauma of my friends.
Carefully putting away the walkie-talkie, Qi Yan and the rest of his comrades filed out and turned to the room.
Contrary to their expectations, the zombies around the auditorium still did not leave. Although they no longer gathered together and scattered in all directions, they were just in front of and behind the house, with no intention of staying away. As if knowing that there is prey in it, even if there is no movement, he will not give up easily.
"It's unscientific." Anyway, the zombies didn't disperse, so Song Fei wasn't afraid to speak out, "If the zombies in the dormitory and cafeteria can't see the living people and can't hear the sound, they will disperse after a while. Why are you so persistent?"
Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, all at a loss.
Huang Mo gave an idea: "Most of these zombies are the gang that blocked us on Xuezi Avenue. If it is as we guessed, they were brought to Xuezi Avenue when the students from the sports school who were originally in the track and field escaped. If they are on it, then they must have experienced more battles than other zombies and escaped death."
Song Fei: "You mean those students in the Sports Academy have improved their combat quality?"
Huang Mo: "This possibility cannot be ruled out, after all confrontation is mutual."
All the friends frowned unanimously at Zhao He.
The latter stared wide-eyed, this is really a person sitting at home, and the pot is flying in the air.
Jokes are jokes, and then analyze it clearly, whether the zombies will not leave or not, He Zhiwen even tried it with the aircraft, but it still didn't work, because from the moment they climbed to the roof, many zombies below re-locked them .
At midnight, it was cold and windy.
The heat that the friends had finally slowed down began to pass away again.
You can't stand on the roof stupidly anymore, you have to act or go back to the security room for the night. But it's only midnight, and everyone doesn't want to give up so quickly. Even if they can't break into the underground garage overnight, everyone always hopes to use the night as much as possible to get close to the garage and the school gate, so that they can only go a short distance.
"Can this work?" Song Fei pondered and said aloud. In fact, this idea has been around since he decided to go to the cultural and sports activity area after tossing a coin, but it was not until now that he thought about it. "Let's take the route from here to the underground garage Break down the road into several sections, don’t think about going to the garage as soon as you set off, but take the end point of each section as the end point, complete this section, and then consider the next section, continue if you can, and fix it on the spot if you can’t.”
Luo Geng instantly understood: "You mean to break down a big task into several small ones?"
"Totally correct!" Song Fei's eyes lit up, "It's hard for a person to eat a fat person in one bite, but he can become a fat person by eating a little bit."
Yuanyuan He Zhi asked, "I can prove this."
Song Fei smiled, his hands were really itchy, and he finally rubbed classmate He's face.
Qi Yan gave him a white look, and asked the key point directly: "How do you plan to divide?"
"Score by building." Song Fei used metal chopsticks to draw a broken line on the dusty roof floor. The starting point is the auditorium, and the entrance to the garage on the back of Houde Building is the end point. Every turning point in the middle is a building. "The closest to the auditorium is the swimming pool, followed by the basketball hall. Behind the basketball hall is Mingfeng Lake. After passing Mingfeng Lake, you can go directly to the academic The activity center, further south of the center, is the row of public teaching buildings where the Houde building is located. We follow this route, and each time we aim at the next building, reaching the target building is a victory, and then we consider whether to continue or rest .”
Qi Yan frowned: "It seems easy to say one by one, but can you guarantee that you can rest at every construction site?"
"I can't be as quiet as a chicken when it comes to architecture." Zhou Lv flung his hair and stepped forward, pointing the tip of his gun to the inflection points on Song Fei's broken line graph one by one. "The swimming pool and the basketball hall are not high, and both are There are external thick-diameter downpipes, so you can directly climb the pipes to the roof; there are trees next to Mingfeng Lake, and you can climb them directly in case of danger; the academic activity center has three floors, and you cannot climb directly, but there are canopies on all doors on the first floor. And it’s not floor-to-ceiling windows, so it’s so easy to step on the window sill and jump in an oblique direction to get on the canopy; the public teaching buildings are side by side, I think I can pass this row of buildings like the wind and go straight to the entrance of the garage sun room. If you have to stop, Then continue to climb the tree, our school doesn’t care about the barren land, it’s better to be green.”
Zhou Lv finished speaking in one breath, his throat almost smoked.
As a result, all the little friends looked at him without blinking, and there was no reaction at all.
Zhou Lv felt like he was heartbroken: "What I said is not feasible?"
All comrades: "Very good."
Zhou Lu: "Then what are your expressions?"
Song Fei: "They are regretting that they didn't choose our major."
—Who is the best to escape from danger, Song Xiaocao, tourism manager, who has the best escape skills, and Zhou Lang for architectural design.
Two minutes later.
Fourteen figures gathered at the corner of the roof above the back of the auditorium, and sang together, which instantly resounded through the universe—
"The wind is roaring~~The horse is screaming~~The Yellow River is roaring~~The Yellow River is roaring! The mountains in the west of the river are so high~~The sorghum in the east of the river is ripe~there are many anti-Japanese heroes in the mountains~the guerrillas in the green gauze tent are showing off their heroes..."
It is extremely difficult to choose a song that everyone can understand and is very powerful. Fortunately, our predecessors have left many treasures.
The mighty Wusheng Tiantuan chorus instantly attracted all the zombies from all directions. Some of them couldn't hold back their restlessness, and desperately stretched their arms and jumped up, trying to grab a handful of mother river water.
Finally, the zombies were firmly locked at the back of the auditorium. Among the fourteen people, first two retreated, then two more, and then two more. In the final rhythm, only Song Fei and Qi Yan were left. Singing, the other ten friends have turned to the front of the auditorium on the other side of the roof, and quietly descended.
Qi Yan and Song Fei howled for ten minutes before the intercom rang.
It was Wang Qingyuan's voice: "I arrived safely on the roof of the swimming pool. The situation in the swimming pool is unknown. Come quickly."
Song Fei said weakly, "Okay."
Wang Qingyuan hesitated: "What's wrong with your throat?"
Song Fei: "Try howling with seven people alone for ten minutes! It's only three or four hundred meters and you walk for ten minutes!!!"
Wang Qingyuan: "You two don't need it when it's your turn, the road has been cleared by us."
Song Fei: "My good brother, I knew you were reliable."
Qiao Siqi: "Song Fei, you are too..."
click.
After closing the knob, Song Fei rushed to Qi Yan and said naturally: "It can be withdrawn."
Following Song Fei's last word, the two of them negotiated, turned around quickly and rushed to the other end of the roof, without using a rope, directly jumped to the canopy above the main entrance, and then jumped from the canopy to the ground.
As soon as their feet touch the ground, the two of them are like arrows flying off the string, and they plunge into the vast night without looking back!
The two ran wildly all the way, with a clear destination—the swimming pool!
But the roof without the mother river can no longer seduce the zombies, and when the two people jumped down, they made two thuds, and their footsteps rattled like the wind when they ran wildly. Soon the zombies reacted and chased after the sound!
As Song Fei said, the straight-line distance between the swimming pool and the auditorium is only three to four hundred meters.
It's just that this "straight line" has to cross the grove.
The predecessors planted trees, and the descendants took advantage of the shade. Wang Qingyuan was not lying, there were several zombie corpses in the woods, and Song Fei and Qi Yan, who stepped on them, encountered no obstacles again.
But the zombies behind him are getting closer and closer!
The two ran all the way to the swimming pool, looked intently, and quickly locked onto the downspout at the corner!
The thick downpipes reflected dark light in the moonlight.
Qi Yan ran to the downspout one step ahead of Song Fei. Time was running out and he couldn't afford to be modest and delay. He had to go up anyway, so he hugged the pipe without any hesitation, and used his tree-climbing skills to climb vigorously.
Song Fei followed closely behind, and as soon as Qi Yan went up two meters, he jumped up too, the top of his head almost touching the bottom of Qi Yan's feet.
The downspout is much smoother than the tree trunk, and it takes a lot of effort to get up. What's more terrible is that Song Fei didn't completely run on the gravel road when he was crossing the grove, and stepped directly into the mud several times. , if it weren't for the tight arms, the person would have fallen to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, Qi Yan was already on the roof, but he was only halfway there.
Song Fei clenched his teeth, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The zombies behind have chased out of the woods, approaching step by step!
"Grab the rope—"
Song Fei couldn't tell who was shouting above his head.
But there was something moving vaguely in front of him, Song Fei shook his head, and finally saw clearly that it was the rope let down by his comrades!
Song Fei was overjoyed and reached out to grab the rope.
He has been careful and careful, even with only one hand to hold the rope, the other hand is still clinging to the downpipe.
But not enough, he still overestimated himself.
The moment he let go of one arm, his body fell rapidly, and a layer of skin was almost worn off the palm of the hand holding the downpipe, but before he could feel the burning pain, he fell to the ground with a thud!