Zombie City

What woke everyone up early the next morning was still the aroma of Er Fatty Wu's cooking.

Looking at the fat figure busy with breakfast, Chen Fei felt that it would be very good to have a cook in the apocalyptic team, because it greatly improved the quality of life of the team members.

"Hey? Brother Chen, you're awake!"

While holding the wonton blunt, Wu Gang hummed a pop song that may have been seven or eight years ago. When he turned around inadvertently, he caught a glimpse of Chen Fei behind him, grinning slightly surprised.

Wu Gang's usual appearance is always a smiling face, but once he does it, he is as fierce and invincible as an angry King Kong. After getting along with him for this period of time, Fade Chen also saw Wu Gang's character and him. The sincerity of wanting to join the team is also a reliable and trustworthy teammate.

"Brother Fat, beware of you before, don't take it to heart, who told you to suddenly appear like a goddess, and your fighting power is so fierce, if you want to usurp the dynasty and chop me with a knife, I can only I went downstairs and cried."

Wu Gang smiled and replied:

"That's not the case, I just want to find a reliable team to live with, it is really tired to be with the pig teammates in the leather factory, and I have no passion for cooking!

Brother Chen, you are the captain, and every order you give affects the entire team, so you should be cautious! "

Fade Chen rolled his eyes, hugged his shoulders and replied:

"Success! Just say this to you, from now on you will be the core member of our apocalyptic survival team!

Eh... As for your positioning... It's equivalent to the dual position of a royal chef and a fourth-rank guard with a knife. I will give you new weapons and bullets in a while. "

Wu Gang's heart warmed. Chen Fei could completely accept him in such a short period of time. This is a kind of trust in him, and he was also responsive to his brother Wu Gang's needs, and he could help his brother desperately at any time.

Wu Gang saw Fade Chen's cool look, grinned and replied:

"Okay! Brother Chen! I'm here to help you eat and drink well every day, and I won't stand behind if there is a battle. I will definitely advance and retreat with you."

.....

Last night, Zhuzi, Mingyang and Uncle Jianguo went to the old village chief's house to discuss the closure of the village. It might have been a big deal, but when the old village chief found out that Uncle Gen was bitten, he made a ruthless decision.

Of course, the most important thing is the trust in Zhu Zi and Ming Yang!

In fact, by now, old man Zheng knew clearly what the two college students who came back from outside the village had done for the surviving villagers in the village. This is obvious to all, and his old village chief was just as the village chief to let some The decision was made to be stronger, so that the cooperation of the villagers could be more active.

When he opened his eyes in the morning, the first thing Zhuzi saw was Ming Yang sleeping on the other side of the kang, and when he turned over, he fell on the family portrait hanging on the wall.

Mom, Dad, and Grandma with pillars on them, and grinning pillars.

On the day when the zombie virus broke out, Zhuzi's father and mother went to weed the fields. There were only Zhuzi and his kind grandma at home. The silent outbreak of the virus did not affect them.

Compared with the probability of a zombie virus outbreak in Zhongnan City, less than one-fifth of the people in the village turned into zombies when the virus broke out on the first day.

Of course, he didn't know about the pillars himself, and thought that this was the case all over the country, but if he knew, he could only think that the air ecology of the village was relatively better, and the population was not dense, so the virus spread less.

Originally, it was a happy thing that no one in the family was infected, but Zhu Zi now falls into deep self-blame every time he thinks about it.

At that time, he was lying on the kang playing mobile games, and when he heard the shouting from the next door, he thought it was the third uncle and the third aunt quarreling again, so he didn't care.

However, grandma went to the next door eagerly thinking about persuading the fight. At that time, Zhuzi still didn't take it to heart. It wasn't until after a while when grandma came back clutching her bloody arm that Zhuzi suddenly realized the seriousness of the situation.

The same scene spread rapidly in the village, with screams and crying incessantly.

Zhuzi went to the clinic to find Dr. Zhang to bandage his grandmother, but he saw that Dr. Zhang was chasing people around and biting like a mad dog.

At that time, Zhuzi didn't immediately associate this symptom with the zombies in the movie. In a panic, he just took some gauze and disinfectant alcohol cotton from the toilet and went home.

When they returned home, they found that their parents who had gone to work in the fields had also returned home, with panicked expressions on their faces.

The scene at night was something Zhuzi couldn't let go of until now. The grandmother, who had a high fever, suddenly sat up and bit her parents who were taking care of her.

It was also at that time that Zhuzi realized that the symptoms of these people were exactly the same as those of the zombies in the movie, but it was too late by then.

Every time I think of these pillars, I regret in my heart what I had learned at that time. He and Mingyang saved many people in the village, but they failed to save their parents and relatives. This is their lifetime regret.

Glancing at Ming Yang, who was still babbling in his sleep, Zhu Zi shook his head helplessly. Apart from not living together, people in the village usually eat three meals at the old village chief's house, and the village chief's daughter-in-law cooks breakfast. And some little daughters-in-law with babies.

Zhu Zhu glanced at the wall clock on the wall, picked up the pistol beside him and played with it for a while. This was the booty he seized last night.

The reason why Zhu Zi was so excited after getting the gun was not because of the convenience of the battle, but because he had the confidence and strength to shock and beware of others.

He put the pistol on his waist, put on his shoes, and left the house with the long dagger. Although this long dagger is much shorter than those sickle and hoes, it is more suitable for fighting zombies than those farm tools. The timing can be a one-hit kill!

At this time, there was still half an hour before the meal time stipulated by the village chief. Zhuzi wanted to use this time to see the situation of the zombies roaming in the village. At the same time, he also wanted to see how to use the village's buildings to complete the closure of the village.

The pillars walked carefully along the alley of the brick-and-tile room, and their eyes kept moving around every corner, always ready to face the zombies that suddenly came out.

From time to time, he would also wave the long dagger in his hand, familiar with the feeling of fighting with a dagger, thinking in his mind what movements and angles to use when fighting zombies to be safer and more secure.

Zhu Zi's expression changed from cautious to puzzled over time, because he walked most of the village without seeing a single wandering zombie.

But I saw a lot of zombies lying motionless on the ground. Most of these zombies were killed by one blow. Most of the wounds were in the eye position. If it was one or two, it would be understandable, but thirty or forty zombies were all This kind of death was too unexpected.

In order to prevent the re-spreading of viruses and bacteria caused by the decay of the corpse, Zhuzi and Mingyang suggested that the villagers should throw the zombies into the pit and burn them, and finally bury them.

Every time a zombie is killed, someone will drag the zombie away. It stands to reason that it was only him, Mingyang, Uncle Jianguo, and Uncle Gen who fought and killed three zombies last night, so the untreated zombies should be the only ones. Three are right.

Now all the zombies in front of them are lying in various alleys, which shows that some masters secretly killed all these zombies last night, and those who can have such strength and courage must not be villagers in the village.

Pillar's heart froze!

Last night, people from the outer village came over and quietly killed all the wandering zombies!

Zhuzi frowned subconsciously. People with such strength must not be defeated by a large number of people, and not only the old, weak, sick and disabled in the village, but the vast majority of people are indeed old, and Women make up more than half, and those who can get started are men in the village between the ages of 30 and 50.

In the eyes of the strong, these survivors are no different from fat sheep, and even if they have the mind to resist, they have no ability to resist.

Thinking of these pillars subconsciously touching the pistol on his waist, he can only hope that the pistol on his waist can effectively shock the opponent.

While having breakfast in the yard of the village chief's house, the old village chief announced the decision to close the village, and also talked about Uncle Gen's misfortune.

Except for a few people who felt that it was inconvenient to close the village to do farm work, most people showed no objection to what the old village chief said.

For a farmer, at no time can they leave their fields alone.

After thinking about it, Zhuzi still told everyone what he found in the morning.

The zombies in the alley outside, when the villagers came to the old village chief's house in the morning, almost everyone saw them, but no one cared and thought they were made by other villagers. After all, the zombies are disgusting and disgusting. No one will stare at them and appreciate their appearance, and they will not notice the wounds of killing zombies...