my skynet wife

"snort!"

The first thing that came over the radio was Teng Qing's cold snort. Apparently Guo Zhenbei's words just now revealed one thing, that is, if Yang Yanzi had anything to say, she would only say it to him.

"No, brother Zhenbei, have you been chatting alone with Yanzi?"

Even through the radio, I could smell the sour smell of Fujiro's words. This made Guo Zhenbei a little confused. He had just heard it on the radio, and there was no problem of changing the channel.

"swallow?"

"Yes, only the two of us can hear me talking to you!"

"How is this possible?"

Guo Zhenbei majored in mechanics. Although he was not proficient in electricity, he was definitely not a fool. But the radio was silent, and Yang Yanzi did not answer his questions at all.

"No, I didn't chat with her. I just discussed the plan with her and asked her what she thought!"

Fujiharu's cold snort came over the radio again. If the situation hadn't been urgent, I believe Fujiharu would not have spared him.

"Oh, these women, fortunately..."

Qi Jiaqiang, who had already started to act, could feel the hot blood filling his brain. This made Qi Jiaqiang, who was hanging upside down, obviously feel a little dizzy. In his heart, he felt deep sympathy for Guo Zhenbei being trapped in a love triangle. Guo Zhenbei was completely convinced.

He had no idea of ​​being unconvinced at this moment.

He followed the rope directly to the bend of the air duct on the first floor, bent his waist hard, and asked the people upstairs through the radio to slowly lower the rope.

"Put...put...put...!"

When the last word "put" fell, he was already lying on his back in the ventilation duct. His feet were still hanging in the air, which forced him to try his best to tighten his body so that his body resembled a "V", and then

Bend your legs so that your hands and feet are as close as possible.

After untying the ropes on his feet, Qi Jiaqiang lay down in the passage and took a few good breaths. The tight armor made him feel hot after the strenuous exercise. It was difficult to turn over in the air passage, and the thin

The air channel immediately started shaking.

"Huh, if you ask for someone else...except maybe Fujiharu, no one else's body can be so flexible!"

Taking a long breath, Qi Jiaqiang began to crawl forward slowly. His mission was to get to the bottom of the escalator and throw the "blood grenade" there. Step by step, he lured the zombies below to leave the second floor and move towards the entrance of the mall.

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"Everyone, get ready, I'm already here!"

No matter how others are progressing, that is his mission.

People on the roof will throw "blood grenades" at the entrance of the supermarket, and the last thing to attract zombies is an mp3 player connected to a speaker that is hung about 2 meters above the ground, and the fake policeman is soaked in it.

Blood towel.

If everything goes well, then the zombies in the entire supermarket will pour out in large numbers. If the goal is completely achieved, then all the zombies will leave the supermarket. And Stefanie Yang can use the supermarket's monitoring system that is powered on to control the supermarket.

The door is lowered.

The subsequent work will be much simpler, cleaning up the zombies in the entire supermarket and taking away the necessary supplies. If it still goes well, according to what Guo Zhenbei said, the time for them to leave the city is no longer far away.

After waiting for about an hour, Shi Hongxia probably connected the wires, and the lights in the entire supermarket flashed a few times and suddenly turned on. Although the brightness was not high, it only lit up the most energy-saving items.

Energy saving lamps.

"I'm afraid we need more generators, those little generators..."

Yang Yanzi's ability is admirable. If they were brothers, they would never have thought of using wind turbines. And as far as he knew, the "family" was constantly building such things, in addition to processing weapons.

Except for people, almost everyone is busy on this matter.

Shi Hongxia was responsible for the modifications from the motor to the generator, while the others were responsible for sawing out the fan blades. Although the efficiency of the fan blades processed from PVC pipes was quite poor according to Stefanie Yang, in this biochemical apocalypse, it was the best way.

When the lights came on, Qi Jiaqiang removed the ventilation hole in front of him, put his head out of the passage and looked around. The situation here should be similar to that on the second floor. The boutique was in a mess, with struggles everywhere, traces of struggles and lifts.

Overturned counters and chairs.

The well-dressed shop assistants who once were all wandering around the space on the first floor are now wandering around. Most of them are standing there, as if they are lost children. Although at that time, most of the people who came to buy food were office workers or other people.

Said he was an old man in the family.

Qi Jiaqiang reported the situation on the first floor to Guo Zhenbei via radio, and he believed that it was completely possible to attract the zombies away from here.

"Brother Zhenbei, there are a lot of zombies on the first floor, but the door is open. If we can create enough noise outside, it shouldn't be a big problem!"

"Okay, just stare and listen to my greeting!"

Guo Zhenbei was sticking his head out of the ventilation duct on the second floor. He looked at the shelves on the second floor and stretched out his hand to take out a "blood grenade". But he couldn't throw it away yet because there were people upstairs.

We are preparing to throw the fake policeman's body downstairs.

The person who did this was Ji Weiwen. After Guo Zhenbei despised his authority and Fujiharu laughed at him, he seemed to have become more sincere.

"No, chop off its head, otherwise it will be infected with the virus. I'm worried that he will come back to life and become a zombie!"

Probably always trying to embarrass him, Fujiharu brought a kitchen knife. Her words made all the women present stay away, even her mother had hid in the warehouse. Although the men were still standing there, they

The color on his face is really ugly.

"Don't be disgusted. If you want to survive at this time, this is a must! Wear gloves and wrap your head and face. This zombie virus is not only transmitted through the air, but also through body fluids for those who are immune to the air!"

As he spoke, Fujiharu threw a pair of long rubber gloves for kitchen use next to Ji Weiwen, and even gauze towels, plastic bags and other things.

Ji Weiwen looked at the corpse in front of him. Of course he couldn't let Fujiharu do anything. He looked at others as if asking for help. After confirming that no one could help him, he bent down and held the fake policeman's head with a gloved hand.

By this time, Fujiro had already sent his teacher to Hongxia. As an electrical engineer, looking at the wires, he was already quite brave.

"Tuk...Tuk..."

One knife, two knifes, three knifes, and finally the fake policeman's head was cut off from his neck. The muscles in the neck were almost white with stubble, that's because Qi Jiasheng had just sucked almost all the flesh out of the corpse.

blood.

"Ugh... vomit... vomit, kaka..."

After finishing this, Ji Weiwen threw off his gloves and took the plastic bag prepared by Fujiharu. He started to vomit!

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