The strongest reserve for the doomsday

"Fatty, you go down and get that stick, and I'll use it when I warp other doors"

After listening to this, the fat man made an OK gesture to me, and ran downstairs, ran down. . .

You don't know the memory of rising and rising, and if you love to bump into a zombie around the corner, you will suffer.

sent the fat man, and now in this corridor, I am the only one left.

I suddenly regretted it a little and let the fat man go down alone. It's not that there's any danger in going down alone, it's that I'm a little dangerous here.

The ones who are numb, one does not do, and the other does not stop. I just turned off the flashlight right here!

Instantly, it was pitch black in the corridor. As the saying goes, I can't see the enemy, and the enemy can't see me (hehe, I don't know if it's true or false).

I turned off the flashlight and sat down in the corner next to the fire door.

Try to lower the sound of your breathing, remain motionless, and pretend to be a passing melon-eating crowd with no sense of existence.

Not to mention, after I did this, the dark environment not only did not make me feel frightened, but gave me a lot of security.

Surrounded by darkness, or rather protected by darkness. I can't see others here, others are in the light, and I am in the dark.

And at this time, I also deliberately suppressed the movement on my side, if there is a zombie attack, then he will definitely make a sound, and in my dormant state, this kind of sound will never escape the ears.

However, I forgot that the cigarette in my mouth, the brightest star in the night sky, was going on and off.

After a while, maybe half a minute, I saw that there was no movement nearby, so I relaxed my vigilance, and when I was bored, I took a puff of cigarette, and slammed a puff of smoke into the crack of the door, in the spirit of not dying.

Then he was idle and didn't enjoy it, and took another puff of smoke.

Then it didn't feel interesting, so I stood up. Suddenly, a

"clang~"

sound came from behind this door.

I'm also three souls, and I've been scared out of two and a half souls.

Hurriedly held his breath and listened carefully for a while. I saw a very light, but still distinct, sound of walking, coming from behind, and it became clearer and clearer.

"Copy, won't you really be attracted by my cigarettes" At this time, I had 10,000 horses floating in my heart.

The house leak happened to rain overnight, and at this time, a burst of ash suddenly fell from the cigarette in my mouth, and fell on the arm where I was holding the gun, and instantly I reflexively flicked the cigarette ash on this arm with my other hand. Unexpectedly, at this time, I forgot that the other hand was still holding a strong flashlight, so touched, the strong light flashlight was hit by me...

Because I turned off the flashlight just now, it also caused me, and I forgot that there was such a thing as a flashlight in my hand. Such a shot. The soot was photographed, but the flashlight was also photographed by me. Without this thing, this is a complete game of blindness.

After this flashlight was photographed by me, I heard

, "Bang dang

~ bang ~ bang bang ~ " Finally, there was a sound far away:

"Bang dang~"

The sound came to me...

"I'll copy it, Mother Li, I fell into the basement"

And at this time, the zombie outside the fire door on the second floor seemed to hear the sound from this side and rushed towards me.

With a "bang",

it hit this fire door.

I was also taken aback by the impact. The atmosphere didn't dare to make a sound.

This zombie doesn't seem to hit the south wall and doesn't look back, after hitting it once, it continues to hit the fire door, and emitted

: "Bang dang, bang dang, bang dang~" sound, and roared at me behind

the door: "Sisisi~Wow Wow~Sisi~Wow Wow~WowWow~"

I saw that this zombie couldn't come for the time being, so I put my heart down, took a puff of

smoke, and blew in at the crack in the door...

"Hehe, isn't it cool?"

But the zombies outside this door didn't seem to be affected by the second-hand Chinese smoke that I blew past, but continued to roar and bang on this fire door. The sound of the zombie banging on the door echoed throughout the fire staircase.

"It's not over, it's noisy, I'll send you to the west later. "

I listened carefully, in addition to the sound of this zombie hitting the fire door, there seemed to be a sparse roar from upstairs;

"Oh oh ~ wow oh ~ oh oh ~ oh oh ~

"I copied it, what sound" I listened carefully again

, "I copied

it, it's over, the six major factions are besieging Guangmingding." "

This zombie is still here constantly banging on this fire door, I guess this sound has attracted all the zombies in this building, numb, this zombie has made Lao Tzu miserable.

I put the AK through the crack in the door of this fire door, and then yelled at this fire door:

"Hit your sister"

and pulled the trigger directly.

"Da Da Da ~ "

In less than 3 seconds, all the bullets were cleaned by me. In an instant, half of my anger was gone.

I don't know if I killed this hateful zombie, I don't care about 3721, I just touched the wall and walked downstairs, it was important to run, it was important to run.

While the blind man touched the elephant, I thought

: "Crazy egg, fell into the zombie hole, thirty-six strategies, go is the best policy!

Farewell, you!"

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