Girls’ Dormitory Escape

"Where?"

Guo Guo immediately focused: "A living person or a zombie?"

Yu Wei quickly shoved the remaining potato chips into her mouth: "Looking eight is too clear, it feels more like being injured and provoking people."

Guo Guo quickly recorded: "8 to 15 people, injured, walking along the grass, very vigilant, clear destination..."

Without further analysis, the two of them almost guessed the purpose of this group of people.

They must defect to the student stronghold.

In the following afternoon, the two almost observed eight or nine batches of students who "migrated" in different directions, and they should not go to the same stronghold.

Sunset and dusk.

The dormitory area without electricity became extremely dark, and it was almost impossible to see the distant things. .

The moment she saw the inside of the 606 refrigerator, Yu Wei completely lost her worries about supplies, and even felt that it would be fine to eat for another month.

"Eat more now and get a good night's sleep."

Tang Xinjue said concisely: "The situation will be troublesome at night."

"It's getting more dangerous outside."

Tang Xinjue tightened her cuffs and pulled up her hat, her voice was colder than during the day.

"I'll be back in about two hours."

Zheng Wanqing: "I'm with you."

Tang Xinjue: "I am enough, you stay in the bedroom to guard the front door."

Zhang You nodded: "Guo Guo and I are guarding the balcony."

Yu Wei swallowed the biscuits with difficulty, rubbing her sweaty palms, emotionally feeling that she should stand up and share the force, but her reason told her that it was an extraordinary performance not to hold back the boss .

After thinking hard, she whispered: "I will sew clothes for you.

…

As the clock ticked back a little, the growl outside the window became more pronounced.

It was just the bottom of the building at first, and then gradually spread to the second and third floors...until there were footsteps outside the door.

Yu Wei's heart stopped beating for a moment.

Guo Guo looked calm, but in fact her hand had already squeezed the pendant tightly, and anxiously looked at the direction Tang Xinjue left.

Theoretically, now is the best time to go out and look for clues. Once 12 o’clock has passed, the risk factor outside will inevitably increase significantly.

But looking at the bottomless night, they can't help but feel a sense of unease in an isolated island.

Zhang You comforted her: "It doesn't matter, I haven't been back in two hours, I'll go pick up Xinjue."

Guo Guo took a deep breath: "In the flag, this is usually called Gourd Baby Saving Grandpa."

Zhang You: "…"

Before making a sound, the footsteps outside the door sounded again.

It was like something was pulling its legs and moving, gradually approaching the door.

"Bang!"

The door was slammed hard, and the muffled sound of the iron door trembling became clearer in the silent night.

The zombies are here!

Zheng Wanqing motioned for a few people to keep their voices quiet, and said with her mouth: "It's okay."

A person's strength can't easily break open an iron door, and the same is true of zombies.

Everyone calmed down, waited quietly for a few seconds, and then heard another sound of walking from far to near in the slow impact.

"Boom-boom!"

Two bodies collide alternately outside the door.

Everyone: ...a bad premonition came to mind.

Sure enough, within ten minutes, the third zombie also joined the camp.

The iron door changed from a thud to a thud, and the three iron chains swayed and clashed, spreading the sound like a rusted rock performance, making several people in the house almost tinnitus.

"No, if it goes on like this, the sound will definitely attract more infected people."

Zheng Wanqing looked serious.

As soon as the night entered, these zombies seemed to suddenly become active. There were all kinds of strange noises in the originally empty corridor, and there was also the rustling sound of unknown objects in the direction of the stairway in the distance. Mixed together irregularly, it is impossible to distinguish the specific situation at all.

"There are two possibilities for the increase of zombies. One is that the students who hid in other dormitories during the day did not escape the infection and left the dormitory and rushed into the corridor. The other is the zombies gathered in the lobby on the first floor ."

Speaking of this, Zhang You frowned: "...they started to climb the stairs."

The second possibility is quite strange just to say it, why do zombies gather downstairs during the day and climb upstairs at night? Do you worship the moon?

"So now I prefer the first one, the zombies outside are originally nearby dormitories, they may smell us, hear our voice, or some other attraction mechanism. "

Student Union Radio did not reveal the characteristics of zombies. In order to prevent them from being smelled, several people sprayed toilet water on every corner of the room, and wrapped their bodies tightly without leaving a trace of blood.

However, this did not prevent the 606 gate from being attacked.

"The fourth."

Zheng Wanqing took out a sharp knife.

Yu Wei's hair stood on end: "I, are we going to fight the bayonet with the zombies?"

Zhang You comforted her: "This iron gate didn't get knocked open so quickly, even if a group of zombies rammed continuously, it would take at least a few hours. You can still sleep now, in the early morning Get up again."

Yu Wei: ...does she look like she can fall asleep to the sound of zombies knocking on the door?

She didn't dare to go to the weapon rack to pull the shovel, so she picked a Nokia tooth and an 8878 gold local tycoon from the mobile phone stack, and held it in her hand to enhance her sense of security.

Boom! bang bang bang!

The door lock made a screeching noise from time to time being scratched by fingernails, and even the sound of keys rubbing - a few people were agitated, and immediately heard that the interlocking holes of the object were not aligned, and the zombies seemed to try a few times. I gave up and continued to use my head and iron to fight hard.

"Ah, I should have installed a 10 cm thick alloy security door with a fingerprint lock and door mirror."

Guo Guo covered her head, now she finally knew why she saw the hallucination on the door in the bedroom renovation dream - isn't this the zombies outside the door at the moment!

Fortunately, they chose to change the bedroom door at that time, otherwise, with the hardness of the original wooden door, they should have started shopping by now.

After half an hour, several people began to feel that it was better to go shopping directly.

Even if you face the zombies immediately, it is better than suffering here!

What will happen.

The door lock may be knocked open in the next second, or it may take another three hours, or even…

"Looks like someone is coming."

Zheng Wanqing suddenly spoke up.

—Aren’t people coming from outside our door all the time?

Guo Guo was stunned for a second, then immediately reacted: What Zheng Wanqing said was literally a person!

Zheng Wanqing wasn't sure if she heard it correctly, so she asked Zhang You to go too, the latter listened for two seconds, then nodded to confirm: "Yes, it is indeed a human being."

First, because the sound of human footsteps has a regular rhythm, which is completely different from zombies. Second, since the sound appeared, the impact force outside the bedroom door was significantly weakened.

They seem to be attracted by the people who come over.

Guo Guo suddenly had a guess in her heart, and suddenly got up from her chair: "Could it be—"

At this moment, the roar of zombies and headshots exploded from the door at the same time!

"Heart!"

Zheng Wanqing pressed the door handle without hesitation, but was pulled by Zhang You: "Confirm first."

"No confirmation."

Guo Guo uttered aloud from behind, the phone screen was placed in her palm: "Jushen called."

After it was connected, the other end of the speaker turned out to be the same noisy environment as outside the door.

Tang Xinjue's voice did not sound difficult: "Don't open the door, there are not many people outside, I will go in in a while."

Before he finished speaking, there was another sound of blood splashing, something hit the receiver, and the signal became unclear. I can only vaguely hear Tang Xinjue's voice:

"The phone is bleeding... Forget it, go back and get it."

Compared to the persistent wave of door knocks, the riot outside the door stopped quickly. A few minutes later, the normal knock sounded from the iron door:

"It's me."

It is the voice of Tang Xinjue.

"I think you need to explain."

Zhang You looked at Tang Xinjue calmly.

If you ignore her holding the frame three times in a minute.

Tang Xinjue also calmly said: "Put down the shovel first, everything is easy to say."

“…”

In the quiet bedroom, only Yu Wei huddled in the corner alone and did not dare to make a sound.

Actually, she was shocked when she saw Tang Xinjue entering the door. If it wasn't for 606 and the other three people could have recognized it, she almost thought it was a zombie—

Tang Xinjue was soaked in blood all over, and the shovel and dagger around his waist had long since been deformed, and only one blood was left, and what looked like a toilet bowl was held in his hand. The head was also covered in minced meat.

It's scarier than a ghost!

"Something happened, I couldn't walk on the balcony, I had to copy it back from the corridor."

Tang Xinjue dampened a tissue to wipe off the blood, and found that it couldn't be wiped off at all, so she reluctantly raised a water bottle and poured it on her head.

After changing clothes and blood, Zhang You's face softened a little when he saw that there were no wounds on the other party's body:

"We didn't hear any movement of zombies in the bedroom you went to. Was it blocked by the knocking of the door?"

Returning from the main entrance of the bedroom means that you must face the zombies in the corridor. Tang Xinjue is not Zheng Wanqing's irritable character, unless the situation is really difficult, she will not rashly change her plan.

Tang Xinjue shook his head:

"This time it's not zombies, it's people."

Before 12 o'clock, she gave a brief overview of what had happened in those two hours.

There are 24 bedrooms in a corridor, and a maximum of 12 bedrooms can be walked on the balcony on one side. And her original plan was to find the copy information in it.

In the last room at the end of the corridor, information and accidents appeared at the same time.

Tang Xinjue took out a ball of paper from his arms, the bloodstains had not been smeared away, and the vague words on it could still be seen.

[Experiment 091]

[Process...mutated virus]

[Experiment period: 5 to 7 days]

[Rate 875...Approximation 0.718...Matching failed]

[Turn on recycling]

[Recovered: September 20]

Guo Guo: "September 20th, not today!"

But she read these words over and over again, and she still could only understand half of them.

The experiment can understand, what is the experiment recovery?

The experimental cycle can be understood, what are the modulation rate and the approximation?

Unable to understand with what she has learned in her life, Guo Guo only came to an intuitive conclusion: "Is this information very important?"

Tang Xinjue: "Yes."

Otherwise she would not have been attacked the moment she got this piece of paper.

In the beginning, there were several ambush devices, and then there was an unknown gas suddenly gushing out of the room. When she returned to the balcony, the whole balcony collapsed suddenly, and there was an extremely strong sense of danger.

The sense of danger told her that just opening the balcony window would unlock something trickier.

In contrast, walking through the corridors of zombies has become a safer option.

"Fortunately, there are not many zombies." Tang Xinjue did not exaggerate: "If the scale reaches dozens, I will call you for help as soon as I see it."

Zhang You subconsciously remembered a certain flag: "Huluwa save grandpa?"

Guo Guo: “…”

The crowd banging on the door was temporarily resolved, but the atmosphere in the bedroom was not much relaxed.

Because zero is coming.

Even if there are only a few minutes left, 606 is not idle. Tang Xinjue had a brief discussion with Zhang You and a few others, and found a few pieces of sharp iron or wood on the spot, and began to rush to work immediately.

Zheng Wanqing's right hand came in great use at this time. The effect of cutting with her hand was comparable to that of a saw knife. It didn't take long for huge spikes to appear on the ground.

Yu Wei silently stayed away from this beauty's steel prosthesis. She wanted to help but couldn't do anything, so she could only quietly grab Guo Guo's sleeve: "Well, what are you doing now?"

Guo Guo raised a thorn and said excitedly: "Do the fortifications!"

Tang Xinjue corrected: "No, it's to make some decorations."

Soon, Yu Wei saw the true appearance of "decoration":

These thorns were firmly hung outside the bedroom door by several iron chains, and they were cold and radiant, facing the outside!

After manually adding the decoration, the upgraded version of the thorn iron gate closed with the chime of zero.

Don't you like knocking on doors? Then have a good time.

…

The five didn't know what happened to the zombies after 12 o'clock. They only knew that there was another wave of knocking on the door.

The only difference is that this time the movement changed from a harsh thud to a watermelon-like thump.

Several people actually slept peacefully until dawn.

How the other students in the dungeon slept is unknown this night, but when the student union radio rang again, they knew that the student union must not have slept well.

—Especially when I got on Tang Xinjue's phone, the intense despair and exhaustion almost rushed out of the radio.

Guo Guo: "When I got up for an internship on Monday morning, I didn't seem to want to die as much as they looked."

This time Lily was silent for a full minute, and seemed to have made a major decision before she spoke solemnly:

"Dear classmates, I'm sorry, we have to insert a new announcement. Due to the sudden internal trauma of the student union and the inability to undertake the radio Q&A business, the incoming call channel for this project will be temporarily closed."

"Oh?" Tang Xinjue was very interested: "Where is the major trauma?"

There was no immediate answer on the other end of the phone. There was a looming sound of fists and feet that seemed to be fighting, and after a few seconds, another host, Xiao Ming's miserable cry resounded on the radio, and immediately it was the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground and dragging.

Lily's voice came back, panting slightly but lightly, and said confidently: "Now there is."

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Don't fight with 606, they are hurt, you lose your life

—Diary of an Infected Person