Zombie University

Chapter 98: Takeshi is neat

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Although the Ximo Pavilion is good, it is not suitable for long-term residence.

When Kuang Ye sneezed for the twentieth time, Song Fei finally gave up calling Qi Yan—the intercom had apparently been turned off to keep the road safe.

"No?" Kuang Ye leaned against Song Fei's arms and asked tremblingly.

Song Fei shook his head in disappointment, but soon cheered up again: "If you can't wait for us, Qi Yan will definitely contact you, and then we will tell him about going to the basketball hall."

"Then keep waiting for Qi Yan with the walkie-talkie on?" Ma Weisen's disturbance made Kuang Ye still have lingering fears.

"If you attract zombies, run away. Anyway, we both have experience, so it's better than missing Qi Yan's connection." Song Fei made up his mind, and without hesitation, carefully stuffed the walkie-talkie that was kept on into the bag.

Now Kuang Ye trusts this backbone of the class with all his heart, as long as Song Fei says it is the absolute truth, so Song Fei wants to turn on the walkie-talkie, and he will firmly support it no matter how psychologically shadowed he is.

But Song Fei stuffed it halfway and stopped.

Kuang Ye didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

Song Fei frowned, and suddenly took out the walkie-talkie again, looked at the buttons carefully, and the doubts on his face grew stronger the more he looked: "No, I didn't press the intercom button, how could he listen to us?"

After the walkie-talkie is turned on, it can directly receive the voices from other walkie-talkies tuned to the same frequency, such as Qi Yan before, and Ma Weisen who called for help later, but he wants to send the voice to Qi Yan and Ma Weisen. , you must press and hold the side intercom button without letting go. Once you let go, it will automatically switch back to the receiving state. That's why after he called Qi Yan, the belly of his thumb was numb from pressing hard for a long time.

According to He Zhiwen’s popular science, the reason why you need to press and hold the button to speak, but not to answer is because the built-in transmitter of the walkie-talkie cannot be kept in the transmitting state, otherwise the components will be burned out directly, and it must be transmitted when speaking. Stop working when not speaking.

In the same way, the person on the other end of the walkie-talkie does the same.

If neither side speaks and keeps the walkie-talkie in the receiving state, then in fact, for both sides, the walkie-talkie is absolutely quiet, and there will be no current sound.

For example, now, Ma Weisen stopped bluffing, and obviously released the intercom button, so the intercom on his side was as quiet as if it was turned off. Similarly, it is impossible for Ma Weisen to hear the conversation between him and Kuang Ye now, because he also Did not press the intercom button.

Before leaving the swimming pool, the knowledge-hungry comrades in the team fiddled with the walkie-talkie one by one, and Kuang Ye was one of them. He also listened carefully to He Zhiwen's popular science, so now that Song Fei asked, he understood the reason, and immediately tried to explain—

"Could it be that you were overheard by Qi Yan when you were talking on the phone?"

"That's too long a time. I was still on the pavilion when I contacted Qi Yan. How far have we both run away after Ma Weisen shouted over?"

"Could it be that when you were running, the intercom bumped in your backpack and was hit by something else?"

"It's possible... But we ran forward from the pavilion without saying a word. Even if we hit the intercom button, what Ma Weisen heard was the sound of running or the rubbing of the intercom in the bag..."

"If he keeps tuning the frequency, he can tell that someone is pressing the intercom button when he hears the friction sound."

"But he said he heard us talking..."

"Cheat us, it's like hide-and-seek. The line to catch someone is always don't hide. I'm already watching you."

"..."

Song Fei's doubts were all gone, and he had an idea in his mind.

Like what Kuang Ye said, when he was running, the intercom bumped in his backpack to the position where the intercom button was pressed, so what Mavison heard was continuous friction and bumps. But because he is in the state of shouting, Ma Weisen can only receive and cannot shout, so until he and Kuang Ye stopped behind the tree, it is likely that he reached out to stop Kuang Ye, pulled the other party and continued to wait for the eleventh zombie At that time, a large movement made the walkie-talkie in the bag move again, the pressure on the intercom button disappeared, and the walkie-talkie returned to the receiving state, so Ma Weisen's persistent call for help was like a volcano erupting.

In this way, it is understandable that the other party has been crying and howling in the second half of the journey, because for them, Ma Weisen was online the whole time, but for Ma Weisen, apart from the initial friction, there was silence after that, until Song Fei returned to the Ximo Pavilion again. Ma Weisen heard the first "human words" when he got out of the walkie-talkie and pressed the intercom button to respond. No wonder he persisted in seeking attention.

But there is no malicious intention subjectively, and evil results objectively, and howling all the way to attract the revenge of the zombies must be credited to that guy.

Seventeen minutes later, the roof of the basketball court.

A drenched singlet was also abandoned by Kuang Ye, and now he is just like the first time he saw him, back to basics, with only a pair of underwear from head to toe.

But being naked like this is much better than wearing wet clothes. In addition, I ran all the way from the Ximo Pavilion and climbed to the roof when I arrived at the basketball court. I was sweating naked and exhausted. It's getting a little hot.

Neither of them is a frequent visitor to the basketball hall, and they lost their way when they reached the roof.

Song Fei took out the walkie-talkie that had been turned off after entering the 50-meter radius of the basketball court from his bag, turned it back on, pressed it and shouted: "Call Ma Weisen, call Ma Weisen."

I thought I would receive the strange call immediately, but in fact, after waiting for several seconds, there was a sound of si la la, mixed with weak uncertainty: "...Song Fei?"

The callee's black line: "Why do you sound like you haven't talked to me before..."

"No, no, I... you... I thought you changed the frequency..."

"Why should I change the frequency!"

"Didn't your men say that I attracted many zombies..."

"..."

Song Fei looked at Kuang Ye innocently, and signaled with his eyes that such a clear team positioning was not given by me.

The cadres of Kuang Ye's class looked up at the night sky and found that they could indeed draw the power of peace of mind from the moonlight.

"Are you safe now?" Apparently, Kuang Ye's scolding before made the little partner on the walkie-talkie realize the depth of his sins, and now he speaks softly and cautiously, "Actually, I just want to talk to you guys." Speaking of which, I haven't seen a living person for several days... "

This time, Ma Weisen didn't deliberately show misery, and he could obviously sympathize with the situation, but he just mentioned it in a simple sentence. Compared with the previous call, the tone of the current chattering is really heartfelt.

"Did you also come out of the dormitory? Where are you now? Are you going to stay in a safe place or do you want to escape outside?"

Talking about chatting is just chatting, without any water in it, Ma Weisen almost seamlessly switched to Luyu Youdate, as if convinced that the opposite party is now sitting securely somewhere like him, holding the walkie-talkie to talk with him when he has nothing else at hand.

Song Fei didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh, and finally waited for Ma Weisen to ask a series of sincere questions before pressing the button to reply: "I think these questions can be discussed face to face after you open the window."

"..."

Ma Fang did not respond.

Song Fei frowned, thinking that he didn't understand, so he had no choice but to clarify: "I've already arrived at the basketball court, and now I'm stepping on top of your head."

Another five seconds of silence.

Then, the sound of electric current sent the long-lost howl again—

"Are you really here?!!!"

Song Feijiong, the fire of "putting a sack over the opponent's head so happily and beating him to death" that was just extinguished revived—

"Didn't you ask me to come!!!"

"But I didn't expect that you really... I just...fuck, wait for me!" Ma Weisen's voice was both excited and unbelievable, both pleasantly surprised and worried about Huang Liang Yimeng. In just a few seconds, various emotions were like a roller coaster.

click—

The sound of the window opening came from the other side, Song Fei and Kuang Ye exchanged glances, and immediately ran over there.

As soon as I reached the edge of the eaves, before I could look down, I heard a voice like a thief: "Hello, I am here..."

When he lowered his head, he was facing the half of his head protruding from the upper and lower windows.

Although only the forehead and a pair of eyes can be seen, the forehead is clean and full, and the eyes are bright and energetic. The moment the eyes meet, there is obvious trembling and excitement in the eyes. But compared to Kuang Ye who saw a living person for the first time in the swimming pool, this is completely sober and calm.

Song Fei quickly jumped down, followed by Kuang Ye.

The moment he landed on the ground, he finally saw Ma Weisen's full figure clearly—he was about the same height as Wang Qingyuan at 180, and the loose casual down jacket still couldn't hide his well-proportioned and tall figure, with a fresh and sunny face, not as handsome as Zhao He So sharp, but bright and handsome, and Qi Yan belongs to the same...

"Don't stand still, Song Fei, come in quickly..." Ma Weisen went to pick up Kuang Ye with trembling hands and enthusiasm.

Song Fei: "..."

Qi Yan, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have put a big fool in a relationship with you.

The outside is not a good place to talk, Kuang Ye can only make mistakes, first take the position of class leader, and climb into the window.

Ma Weisen didn't favor one person over another, when Kuang Ye entered the window, he immediately extended a hand of friendship to Song Fei.

Song Fei didn't want to be kind to others, so he grabbed the window frame and prepared to use his strength to fly into the arms of Classmate Ma. Unexpectedly, just as his hand touched the window frame, Ma Weisen's face suddenly changed!

Song Fei felt a gust of wind blowing up behind him. Before he could react, Ma Weisen, who was about to extend his arms to meet him, suddenly grabbed his shoulder and pushed him to the side!

Unprepared, Song Fei fell directly to the right!

The "plop" when he fell to the ground overlapped with the "boom" when the zombie hit the edge of the window sill, the sound was heavy and muffled!

The zombie who jumped at nothing didn't even look at the window sill as high as his chest and the two people inside, turned around and ran towards Song Fei, the second tiger pounce!

Song Fei hasn't got up yet, let alone take out the metal chopsticks, even if he hides, it's too late!

The zombie opened its bloody mouth wide, and the condescending shadow has completely shrouded Song Fei!

In the blink of an eye, a figure suddenly rushed behind the zombie. Song Fei didn't even see how he ran over. What's more terrible was that the student who ran behind the zombie didn't slow down, and directly used the momentum of inertia to push the zombie away. !

The zombie that was about to pounce on Song Fei directly pounced in a direction where the eight poles could not hit, and slapped face down on the ground, gnawing on mud like a dog.

But Ma Weisen, who bumped into him, was not much better, and flew in the same direction, almost overlapping the zombie's body!

The zombie struggled to get up.

Ma Weisen, who was pressing on him, didn't give it the slightest chance. He pressed the back of its head firmly with his left hand, and took out the switchblade in his pocket with his right hand. When he pressed it, the blade appeared, and when he stabbed it, the zombie died!

Without hesitating to take back the murder weapon, Ma Weisen jumped up and ran over, dragged Song Fei and ran towards the window!

Song Fei was in a daze, unable to understand the situation for a while, let Ma Weisen pull him, and didn't pay attention to the window he entered. When he recovered, he was already in the lounge, and Ma Weisen closed the windows tightly. Even Kuang Ye began to refute the rumors up-

"I'm not Song Fei, he is."

Ma Weisen's surprised eyes went back and forth between the two of them several times before he finally believed it. He hugged Song Fei with a strength that was closer than that of a brother. No one collects the corpses of the living and the dead—”

Across Ma Weisen's shoulder was the corpse of a security guard. Judging from the death shape and the obvious signs of being gnawed by zombies on his face, he should have also become a zombie, and then beheaded by classmate Ma under the knife.

Then contacting the still warm corpse outside the window, Song Fei always felt that classmate Ma seriously underestimated his own strength.

After calming down briefly, Ma Weisen talked about his experiences in the past few days.

At the beginning, like Song Fei, there was a commotion during the exam, and he ran to the dormitory with the crowd, and then hid in the dormitory for a while, there was not much food left, and there were always people watching, he gritted his teeth and ran out, just happened to meet him. The students who ran out of the gymnasium simply camped with them on the track and field. Later, everyone had almost finished eating, and after discussing it, they decided to run outside the school. Unexpectedly, he met a zombie on the way, and he was separated from the main force, so he came to the basketball hall by mistake, and spent a lonely and long week at the canteen in the hall, which had been ransacked but not completely ransacked. Now he has almost eaten up the last stock in the commissary.

Seeing Ma Weisen's agile skills, Kuang Ye and Song Fei had different ideas. His first reaction was that Ma Weisen's fear was just faking, and even he began to wonder whether it was unnecessary for him and Song Fei to take the risk of running here.

But when Ma Weisen told about his experiences these days, he had to believe that this person's fear of zombies was real, and his surprise that they could come over was also sincere, because eyes can't deceive people, when it comes to how to talk to zombies During the struggle, almost every cell in the other party was trembling. When talking about how to get the walkie-talkie from the security guard, and how to ignite the hope that he might be able to contact the "living person", he couldn't help crying.

"Really, I didn't lie to you. When I heard the sound of electricity on the walkie-talkie, I thought I saw God!" After telling the truth, Ma began to express his feelings.

Kuang Ye believed that he was sincere, but also hoped that he could understand: "We didn't lie to you, when we heard someone yelling on the walkie-talkie, we really wanted to send you to see God."

Ma Weisen's mouth was flattened, and his schoolboy face became aggrieved again.

Song Fei raised his forehead, feeling that his beauty was in vain: "Can you show the courage you used to stab the zombie just now!"

"I don't have any courage. I was lucky. It was going to turn around and bite me, and I died!"

"..."

"Oh yes," Ma Weisen suddenly became serious as if remembering something, and said seriously, "Let me tell you, don't be bitten by them. If you bite, you will get infected. If you get infected, there is no cure. I have seen several classmates with my own eyes. It’s so infected. Also, they are afraid of poking the brain, not other places, but the brain is a baby, it will fall if you poke it, and I have been groping for a long time to figure it out!”

Song Fei blinked his eyes, not knowing how to respond. For the first time, I changed from a popularizer to a popularizer, and my mood was very delicate.

"Do you remember what I said? Don't take it seriously, it will be too late when you get bitten... That's right, it's a zombie! I just realized that your name is too accurate! Also, your mask is very special..."

Song Fei: "..."

"And you, why are your clothes wet?"

Kuang Ye: "..."

"Why are you two always silent..."

Song Fei and Kuang Ye: "Because you always kick the sky and the ground when you speak."

Ma Weisen: "But it seems that I am very talkative..."

Song Fei and Kuang Ye: "You only have this self-positioning that is accurate!"

In all fairness, Kuang Ye admired Ma Weisen a lot. He also struggled alone in the confined space. He almost collapsed. Although he was crying and howling, he was sane and had no intention of seeking his own death. According to the other party, the walkie-talkie was a surprise. Even without this, if he feels that he can't stay here anymore, or if he runs out of food, he will continue to run out.

After talking about himself, Ma Weisen also became curious about what happened to Song Fei and the others, but when he heard that they were actually a group of fifteen people, his entire face lit up, as if they had dug up a treasure.

But he stopped talking for a long time, and didn't say a word in a daze.

Song Fei was suffocated: "You can say whatever you want, don't control it!"

Ma Weisen swallowed his saliva, and said with difficulty: "Your class...can I be counted..."

Song Fei slightly raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.

Ma Weisen thought hard, and finally found a reason: "Look at you, there are eight students in one class, and seven students in the other class. I will go to the class with the seven students, so as to make them symmetrical and cure the obsessive-compulsive disorder..."

The more careful Ma Weisen was, the more Song Fei felt that something was wrong, and finally couldn't help but said: "You didn't have this attitude on the intercom at the time, you were so confident when you called us over."

Embarrassment flashed across Ma Weisen's face, and he said honestly: "Didn't I not expect you to come here? I just wanted to have fun. Who knows when you will change the frequency. Of course, you have to come as you please."

It wasn't particularly warm in the players' lounge, but when some lockers were opened, there were still several sets of sportswear, so Kuang Ye quickly took off his wet clothes, put on a basketball vest and shorts, and put on two layers of long clothes. Pants and tracksuits are definitely not as warm as down jackets, but they can finally live strong.

For more than half an hour after that, the three of them surrounded the turned-on walkie-talkie, waiting to say goodbye.

But the walkie-talkie remained hopelessly silent.

Rather than waiting stupidly, it is better to find something to pass the time, so Ma Weisen continued to ask Song Fei for the details of the escape: "You said... no, we want to drive out?"

Song Fei: "Yes, go directly to the city, there is an airdrop over there."

Mavison: "Airdrop?"

Kuang Ye: "Well, the country's relief supplies are air-dropped by planes every day."

Ma Weisen: "Then why can airdrop supplies, but not send troops?"

"Because we need to concentrate our forces first to stabilize Beijing, Tianjin, Tang and the east..." Song Fei suddenly stopped in the middle of speaking, only to realize that he only talked about the escape of the martial arts class, and didn't give the other party the background of popular science.

The reason is that Ma Weisen’s mood is too stable. Apart from giving himself a warm hug at the beginning, he is trembling with fear and actively looking forward to a bright future. One second, you want to comfort him, but the next second you feel nothing at all. necessary.

But no matter how strong and optimistic you are, you need motivation to maintain it.

Song Fei took out his mobile phone, ready to play the recording to Kuang Ye again for his new partner.

——When running from Ximo Pavilion to the basketball court, Song Fei almost donated his mobile phone, but in the end Kuang Ye couldn't stand it anymore, saying that the cost of doing this would be too high, so he tied a rope to the mobile phone, apparently throwing the mobile phone away It's on the ground, but when the zombies surround them, when they escape, they pull the rope and the phone returns to its original owner. And this time they threw their mobile phones in the opposite direction from the last time, so Kuang Ye retrieved his own mobile phone when he escaped, which was a low-cost and high-return escape.

zilala-

"Song Fei, Song Fei?"

Just as he was fiddling with his mobile phone and preparing to play the recording, the walkie-talkie suddenly rang without warning.

Song Fei immediately threw the phone aside, picked up the walkie-talkie, and pressed the key to respond: "Qi Yan!"

Qi Yan: "Where are you now?"

Song Fei: "Basketball gym. How about you?"

Qi Yan: "Why did you go back?"

Song Fei: "It's a long story. You tell Huang Mo that her class will have one more friend. From now on, there will be eight students in each class. I think we should send it out!"

Huang Mo: "I'm listening, Director Song Admissions Office."

Song Fei: "..."

After the joke, Qi Yan's voice sank: "We are on the canopy of the academic activity center, but we can't get in the window."

As soon as Qi Yan changed his tone, Song Fei's heart skipped a beat, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, he said, "The conference room is full of zombies?"

"It's not as good as zombies," Qiao Siqi interjected angrily, "They are all teachers and classmates, and they won't let us in. Even if we want to beat them, we can't fucking do it!"

Song Fei was stunned, speechless for a while.

"We originally wanted to see where you were. If we were rushing over, we would wait for you. After we met, we went straight to Houde Building. We didn't expect you to turn back." Qi Yan continued, with a stable mood. After so much experience, These have been difficult to cause any blow to him.

Song Fei shook his head and didn't think about those anymore.

They have their own beliefs and bottom lines, they can't control others, but they won't be shaken by others.

"Otherwise, you continue to go to the Houde Building, and I will still meet you, but change from the activity center to the Houde Building."

"No." Qi Yan vetoed it without even thinking about it, "The activity center is too far away from Houde Building, we can't succeed all at once, there must be many temporary footholds in the middle, it may be other teaching buildings, or It may be any other place. It will be difficult for us to reunite at that time. Instead of this, it is better for you not to move. We will also go to the basketball court. There is a lake between this side and your side. When all the members meet, we will start again .”

Song Fei: "But if this is the case, don't you have to turn back?"

Qiao Siqi: "It's better than going to hell. You don't know, without you Qi Yan would be restless, making us completely insecure. Love in the class kills people—"

Song Feile was sweet in his heart, but he still wanted to tease Qi Yan.

However, before he could speak, the walkie-talkie was suddenly snatched by Ma Weisen. The latter looked shocked and deeply furrowed his brows with undisguised disgust—

"Johns?!"

There was a two-second silence on the intercom, and Josic's voice came, also full of disdain—

"Wilson?!"