ultimate cannon fodder

The afternoon sun casts its dim light in the misty clouds.

The huge city was lifeless and lifeless, like a dead city. On the deserted streets, abandoned cars were parked in a mess everywhere, and their bodies were rusty, as if they had not been started for a long time.

A police car rolled over on its side, with all the windows broken. Paper scraps and garbage were blown by the wind and scattered everywhere, making it a mess. Thick rancid sewage was flowing everywhere, and animals of unknown origin could be seen from time to time.

The carrion corpses left behind. The abandoned and decayed buildings maintain their existence like ghosts. Looking up, the sense of destruction after the catastrophe is shocking.

In a dark room, Ma Jianyao moved his steps carefully and breathed very lightly, trying not to make any noise. He was tall, with sharp bones, and his skin was a dark wheat color that seemed to be exposed to the sun all day long.

His messy short hair stood up like steel needles, his beard looked like it hadn't been shaved for a few days, and his clothes had lost their luster. He looked like a beggar, but his whole body exuded the radiance of a beggar.

A cold breath that can only be refined through countless battles.

The light in the room was very dark, but Ma Jianyao was able to see the situation in the room clearly with the help of those weak lights. Even a needle on the ground could not escape his eyes. In this place where even God is missing

In this era, if you want to survive, you must desperately adapt to this inhuman environment, otherwise you will be destined to be eliminated.

The room was very messy, with all kinds of things scattered all over the floor. There was also a mummy lying next to the wall that exuded a stench. The original color of the clothes on his body could no longer be seen, and his sparse and dry hair was hanging aside, and his face was

His face showed a strange purple color, his eye sockets were sunken deeply, his skin had shrunk due to loss of water, almost sticking to his bones, and his lips had completely rotted away, revealing two rows of yellowed teeth.

Ma Jianyao's right hand wrapped with cloth tightly held a sharp three-edged military thorn, and he leaned over cautiously, as if he was preparing for the mummy to suddenly jump up, open its bloody mouth, and flashed two rows of sharp teeth toward him.

Come and bite yourself.

This sounds ridiculous. How can a mummy that has been dead for who knows how long jump up again? But the fact is that it is like hell is full of innocent souls and refuses to take in the dead anymore, leaving them to stay in the world.

Wandering around, staring at everything around them hungrily with dark red eyes. Perhaps for them, the only consciousness left is to tear up all living things and swallow them in their stomachs.

Ma Jianyao is no stranger to this kind of thing called the walking corpse. The order he and his comrades received at the beginning was to kill these alien objects that looked like humans but were not human. However, although these things moved slowly, they were difficult to kill, and bullets had no effect on them.

Their lethality is very limited, unless they hit the head directly, completely destroying their brains. Once scratched and bitten by them, they will be infected, and unfortunately you will become one of them. They spread rapidly like a virus.

, no matter how hard you kill them, you can't finish them off, but there are more and more of them, filling every corner of the streets and alleys.

Although Ma Jianyao's special forces team was all experienced and well-equipped, there were still teammates who were accidentally knocked down and bitten by these zombies, or scratched and bitten. Especially after they ran out of ammunition and food.

, when you have to fight these zombies in close combat, your fate is often doomed with just a small wound.

In the end, after breaking the neck of his best comrade with his own hands, Ma Jianyao was the only one left in the team of hundreds. He completely lost contact with the outside world. He could only put away his sorrow and concentrate on trying his best to be everywhere in this world.

The struggle to survive in the city of zombies.

At the beginning, he still hoped that the mighty army would come back soon, kill all these dirty and hateful things, and regain control of the city. But two or three years later, he

I never saw an organized army again, and later on, I rarely saw even the surviving people. It was as if the order of the entire society had completely collapsed, the doomsday had come, and I was already the last survivor in the world.

But no matter how bad the situation becomes, surviving is his only belief and purpose.

Although he was sure that the mummy was completely dead and there was no possibility of it getting up again, just in case, Ma Jianyao still mercilessly pierced its head with the military thorn in his hand, and then he began to search the house carefully.

.The house has obviously been swept once by others, but he is not discouraged, every corner has not been missed. For him, as long as he pays enough attention, he will definitely gain something.

And if you want to survive, you must collect and make full use of everything you can find, food, water, medicine, weapons, and even some inconspicuous objects. Who knows when these things will be used by the big guns.

use.

Sure enough, a few minutes later, he found two boxes of Western medicine, a small bottle of alcohol, a few matches and a small bag of flour. Although there were not many things, Ma Jianyao was already very satisfied. As time went by, he wanted to find more useful things.

It has become more and more difficult to find things. He searched the entire building today, but the harvest was not great. Most of the food he found was rotten and spoiled, and there were not many valuable things left.

Carefully putting the things he found into the waterproof backpack he carried with him, Ma Jianyao was just about to leave when he suddenly became interested in a painting on the wall.

This is an oil painting, and its huge frame takes up almost one-third of the wall.

Ma Jianyao walked over and observed carefully for a while, then moved the painting away with force, revealing a small iron door hidden behind it. He was overjoyed. According to consistent experience, many good things can be found in such hidden places that have not been swept away.

thing.

The iron door was closed tightly, and Ma Jianyao pushed it without moving. However, he did not give up. He touched the wall with his hand, and after tapping it lightly a few times, he began to carve into the wall with the military thorn in his hand. Each stroke was not very random.

Instead, he accurately chiseled the joints between the bricks, as if they had been accurately measured. It didn't take long for a few bricks to become loose, and he broke them off with force. A few minutes later

, a cave entrance that could accommodate one person appeared in front of him. A cold and damp breath suddenly hit his face, the air was filled with thick musty smell, and there was an indescribable irritating smell, like a lot of starting

The smell of rotten sea fish.

Just in case, Ma Jianyao did not get in immediately. Instead, he threw a small stone first. After waiting for a while and hearing no movement, he cautiously got in.

The secret room was not big, and a large number of banknotes and various jewelry were neatly placed on the beautifully made shelves, which were priceless. However, Ma Jianyao was greatly disappointed. To him, these things were less than a bottle of mineral water.

They are precious, especially those banknotes, which are no different from worthless waste paper.

After flipping through it casually, a necklace suddenly caught his attention.

I don’t know what material this necklace is made of. There is a pendant hanging at the end. The shape of the pendant is also very unique. It looks like an octopus and the head of a devil. The pendant emits a green light in the dark.

, the texture on it was as if it were a living thing, and it was eye-catching. Ma Jianyao picked up the necklace and hung it around his neck.

In fact, he has never liked wearing these flashy things. In this troubled and struggling world, survival is the first priority. Everything he wears is for himself to survive better, not for beauty and beauty.

It looks good. Not only is the necklace useless, it will actually affect your actions. At critical times, such a small impact may determine life or death.

Just after he got out of the wall hole and before he could stand still, Ma Jianyao suddenly smelled a faint fishy smell in his nose. His heart shuddered and he suddenly moved sideways. At the same time, the three-sided military thorn in his hand stabbed out like lightning and penetrated.

A bloody mouth rushed towards him, and then penetrated the entire head, nailing it firmly to the wall.

Slowly pulling out the military spur, without even looking at the walking corpse lying on the ground, Ma Jianyao slowly walked out, holding the military spur in his hand tighter.

It must be that the sound of digging into the wall just now attracted the walking corpses. Under the bright sunlight during the day, these walking corpses can hardly see anything in their eyes, but relying on their sensitive sense of smell and hearing does not hinder their hunting. And these walking corpses can hardly see anything.

Most of the zombies move in groups, and few are alone. Once discovered by them, you will soon find yourself trapped in their sea of ​​​​aggression, and there will be a steady stream of walking corpses coming over. Why?

I can't even kill them all.

Just as he reached the corner of the stairs, in the darkness, a large mouth full of sharp teeth bit into his throat.

A cold light flashed in Ma Jianyao's eyes. He twisted his body stiffly and waved his backhand. The sharp military thorn in his hand pierced through its lower jaw and penetrated its entire head without making any sound. His left hand did not

I knew when I was holding a tungsten steel dagger that was painted black to cover up the reflection, and slit the throat of another zombie. The force was so strong that it almost severed its entire neck.

Despite being so severely injured, the walking corpse did not die immediately. The pain made it roar like crazy, its withered and ugly face twisted crazily, and it tried to attack Ma Jianyao with two hands with sharp claws.

The wounds are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Ma Jianyao frowned slightly. The self-healing ability of these zombies seems to be stronger than before. If this continues, it will be more difficult to deal with in the future. Could it be said that these things are also constantly evolving?

Without thinking, he quickly took half a step back. There was a flash of black light, and with a snap, the two dry arms fell to the ground. At the same time, he kicked it on the calf, causing him to completely lose his balance and fall towards the ground.

It fell down. But its body was still shaking violently on the ground, and it seemed to want to get up. It was not until Ma Jianyao pulled out the military thorn that pierced the head of another zombie and stabbed it heavily into its head that it lay motionless.

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