After thunderstorms that lasted for three days and nights, heavy rain fell.
The rain was heavy, washing away the ground and broken buildings.
This is a feast for the zombies. They come out of the dark corners one after another. These zombies undergo some special changes in the heavy rain.
The wind and rain were accompanied by thunder and lightning from time to time.
The rain was blown by the wind and fell diagonally at a 45-degree angle.
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Northern border, outer city.
The strong wind carried the rain and broke open the originally closed windows.
Bang!
The window hit the wall with a loud bang.
The wind and rain blew in, and things in the room were blown all over the floor.
"Sun Shou, hurry up!"
"Go close the window!"
A man's hat was blown off his head by the wind. He quickly bent down to pick it up and shouted to the men next to him.
Sun Shou quickly rushed to the window and was about to close it.
But the wind outside was so strong that he couldn't close both windows at the same time by himself.
Shan Zheng, the leader of the Storm Party, saw this scene and had no choice but to run over to help.
One person on each side, using all the strength of nine cows and two tigers, finally closed the window.
But the horizontal bolt on the window was blown off just now.
"Chang Wei, hurry up and push something over to hold up the window! Hurry!" Shan Zheng shouted to Chang Wei who was picking up something on the ground.
Chang Wei looked around and saw that there was nothing useful in the room.
There is only one iron frame bed.
"Quick!"
The storm outside was very strong, and Shan Zheng and Sun Shou were shaken by the pounding rain.
The rain alone does not have much power, but when it is blown by the strong wind, the force becomes much stronger.
Squeak, squeak, squeak—
Chang Wei pushed the iron frame bed over and leaned against the window.
Boom!
The iron frame bed was leaned against the window, and the two of them breathed a sigh of relief and moved their shoulders away from the window.
But at this moment, the iron frame bed was pushed up by the window, and the iron frame bed rubbed against the ground, making a sharp clicking sound.
Shan Zheng and Sun Shou quickly sat on the iron frame bed, and then they withstood the force of pushing the window inward.
Sun Shou's body was covered with water, sweat and rain had mixed together.
call--
"Boss, the wind is so strong!"
Shan Zheng picked up the hat and was about to put it on, but found that it was a bit heavy.
"..."
After twisting it twice, a lot of rainwater dripped from the hat.
Putting the wet hat on his head, Shan Zheng said to the man standing next to him: "Chang Wei, go get all our packages and put them on the bed to add some weight."
"yes."
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Hula la——
The most low-lying place in the outer city.
The strong wind blew off the roofs of some iron-clad houses in the outer city of the Northern Territory.
"Whoops!" The people below quickly lay down on the ground, lowering their center of gravity to avoid being blown away by the wind.
The rain hit the walls of the iron house, making a violent sound.
The water on the ground rose rapidly, like a flood.
Gululu——
There was a man lying on the ground with difficulty and was given two mouthfuls of water.
"Bandits, let's crawl out, or we will drown. The walls of this iron house won't last long!" He said to a man behind him while crawling towards the door.
However, he didn't hear the bandit's answer for a long time.
When he turned his head, he saw that the bandit was blown up by the wind and hit the wall, killing him.
"Grass."
The man cursed. At this time, the water level had increased to a height of forty centimeters. He lay down in the water with his back immersed in the water to prevent the strong wind from sweeping him away.
Only the head of the whole body floats above the water.
The rain hit my face and it hurt.
He used his hands and feet to crawl out the door.
When we reached the door, a flash of lightning flashed across.
Boom!
He watched helplessly as a big tree not far ahead was struck by lightning.
collapse!
The place where he is is very close to the river that crosses the northern border.
"You idiot, I wouldn't have lived here if I had known."
But he also knew that this was because the boss caught him here when he drew lots.
But why let him live here with the bandits?
Carrying grievances and anger, he kept crawling.
In the dark night, lightning flashes from time to time, which is frightening.
He was lying in the water, squirming, or swimming to be precise.
With the dim light, he walked towards the nearest cement building house.
The water is very cold, the rain does not come from one direction, and the rain dances with the wind.
Sometimes it hit him on the back of his head, sometimes on his cheek.
His strong desire to survive allowed him to endure the pain.
Finally, little by little, he approached the house where their caravan belonged.
The door is closed tightly.
The water has already submerged the steps in front of the door.
He climbed to the steps and knocked hard on the iron door.
Bang bang bang!
pity.
Perhaps it was because the heavy rain was hitting the door, which also made a crackling sound, so that the people inside could not hear his knocking.
He knocked for two minutes, but the door still didn't open.
A surge of water rushed towards him, and he quickly grabbed onto the steps to prevent him from being swept away by the water.
"Open! Door! Ah!"
"Open! Door! Ah!"
He kept roaring angrily, turned around, and kicked the iron door with his feet.
This kick almost caused him to be washed away by the flood.
Boom!
There was a loud noise.
"Boss, is there someone outside? It seems..."
There were piles of various things behind the door to hold it up.
The caravan boss with a blond haircut hesitated for a few seconds and then said: "Open the door and take a look. Be careful, hold on tight, don't let the wind blow away."
"Yes." Everyone quickly found a place to hold on.
Once the door is opened, the huge suction force from the outside will suck them out.
The three people carefully opened half of the door, fighting against the wind to let in.
A hand reached out from outside the door.
"Let me in."
"Aguang, why are you, where are the bandits and the others?" Ma Ma, the leader of the caravan, asked.
With that said, he pulled him in from the outside with force.
The next second.
The door was quickly pushed shut and closed tightly.
Various things were piled behind the door to withstand the violent storm outside.
yue~
Aguang spit out a mouthful of dirty water and said with a sad face:
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Ma Ma also had her calves soaked in the water and was silent for a few seconds after hearing what he said.
He said to the many subordinates behind him: "Seal the doors and windows for me."
"No one is opening the doors or windows! Do you hear me?"
Everyone nodded. If it weren't for this house, they would definitely be blown away.
I don’t know if he can fly into the sky or not, but if there is no shelter from the house, and those messy things outside bump into him, being fainted is almost the same as being dead.
Bang bang bang!
Outside the outer wall of the northern city, zombies are constantly being rolled up and crashed into the wall.
However, this wind was not as strong as the previous typhoon disaster, so the zombies were not blown that high. At most, they were blown up a few meters and then fell down and hit the wall.
But this time there was not only strong wind, but also thunder and lightning and heavy rain.
There were so many zombies outside, so they could only huddle in the house, trembling while listening to the violent storm outside.
The wind howled and the ground was in a mess.
The drainage system in the north is actually pretty good, because there is a river in the center, at the lowest point.
The accumulated water around can be drained to the river.
But the rain was so heavy that the discharge speed could not keep up with the rising water level.
Compared with the outer city, the inner city is located at a higher level, and there has been no water accumulation problem for the time being.
By this time, no one dared to come out of the room.
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The Storm Party in the northwest corner of the outer city.
Shan Zheng felt a little hungry as he looked at the people sitting in the room.
The building they are in is not a house with three bedrooms and one living room, but is similar to a staff dormitory.
There is a long corridor, and then there is a row of single rooms.
They, the Stormtroopers, drew lots and captured the house.
Shan is on the third floor of this five-story house.
He put the food in the next room and dedicated a special room to store the food.
But the problem right now is that it's so windy outside that they don't dare to open the door and go out.
"Chang Wei, please contact Amao to deliver food!" Shan Zheng said to Chang Wei who was sitting next to him.
"Boss, the walkie-talkie is flooded..."
Shan Zheng cursed when he heard this.
"Then go and get it, I'm hungry!"
Chang Wei hesitated for a few seconds and finally agreed.
Because he is hungry too.
They are a large force. Unlike a small group with only a few people, they have dedicated people who manage food and are responsible for logistics.
Somewhat frightened, I walked to the door and moved the table and stools behind the door.
Shan Zheng and Sun Shou went over to help.
The door opened.
Whirring whirring--
The wind howls.
Chang Wei quickly lay down on the ground. After all, it was still the third floor. There was only a layer of water a few centimeters high in the corridor. The water was blown in.
He crawled out of the room, climbed to the next door and knocked on the door, but there was no response.
Hit him twice with his shoulder.
"Brother Mao, open the door. The boss asked me to come over and get the food."
no respond.
Suddenly he felt a heavy weight on his shoulder, which made him tremble.
"Damn... Boss, why are you out here?" Chang Wei saw the boss and Sun Shou lying behind, and the boss put his hand on his shoulder.
"Save the trouble, we'll all stay in this room."
Shan Zheng just thought about it in the room and felt that it would be impossible to let Chang Wei go out.
It's impossible to get it all at once.
It's better to just go there, it happens to be better where there are more people.
At this time he felt a little regretful.
Originally, he thought that he had found the largest and longest house, which must be the most comfortable.
With a wave of his hand, he asked his brothers to choose their own rooms.
There are only two or three people in one room, so there is no need for people to be crowded, so it will definitely be comfortable.
But in this weather, it would be better to find a smaller house with more people.
The three of them worked together to knock on the door.
The door finally opened.
Shan Zheng and the others quickly climbed in and closed the door with Amao and Amao inside.
I moved something to hold up the door.
Amao looked at Shan Zheng in confusion and asked:
"Boss, it's so dangerous outside, why did you come here?"
Shan Zheng sat down on the wooden bed.
"Go get something to eat!"
He took off his wet clothes and pants, leaving only a pair of briefs.
I rummaged through the room and found two dry clothes to change into.
Then I felt much better.
He frowned while eating the food handed over by Amao.
I don’t know how the brothers downstairs are doing.
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Oil City, trading market.
a mess.
In the shelters in the trading market, most of the houses did not have windows because of the construction deadline.
But the windows are relatively small, one window is only half the size of an ordinary house.
But even so, the wind and rain outside still blew in.
People in the corner can avoid the rain and don't have their clothes soaked by the rain.
But the people at the window were miserable.
When it rains heavily, the whole body becomes soaked.
Because there are so many people, every room is full.
They held on to each other to prevent themselves from being swept away by the wind.
The wind was strong and the rain was heavy.
Rainwater in the trading market is continuously drained away through drainage pipes.
But there is still some water accumulation.
The drainage system here is relatively complete, but it cannot withstand such a heavy rain.
The water still reached a height of ten centimeters.
Xie Dongming, who was the first to enter the trading market, occupied a relatively good house.
There are windows, but they are only welded with steel bars, somewhat similar to the iron windows in prisons.
"Dad, with such a heavy rain and so many people here, there must be a lot of zombies outside. Will they pile up and crawl in?" A young man asked Xie Dongming.
Xie Dongming took his hand away from his wife's forehead.
Half a month ago, he came to the trading market with smoked chicken and taro to exchange for antibiotics.
His wife's illness was cured and she no longer had a fever for the past two days, which made him relieved.
"Don't worry so much, the people in the market always have a way."
"But..." The young man still felt a little worried.
After all, so many people in the trading market will definitely attract a large number of zombies.
Although the wall here is more than 20 meters long, but...
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On the trading bazaar watchtower.
Chen Er, Zhu Xiao and others were squatting by the wall, listening to the crackling sounds outside.
Fortunately, the sentry tower built was a concrete building. If it had been built of wood, they would have been swept away by being so high.
"It's been raining for two full days. It's impossible to survive!" Chen Er said painfully, grabbing his hair.
Zhu Xiao glanced at him and said nothing, he was waiting.
Just at this time.
Clang, Clang, Clang——
A sound of gold and stone broke through the sound of wind and rain and came in.
"What's the sound?" Chen Er asked curiously.
"The moving knife is on!" Zhu Xiao breathed a sigh of relief.
It had only been raining heavily for two days, and the mobile gate on the fence was opened.
He quickly stood up, opened the door and took a look below.
really.
The moving blade moves quickly.
Continuously cut the zombies stacked on top, and the body parts will be thrown to the ground, attracting other zombies to snatch them.
After Zhu Xiao saw the scene below, his pressure suddenly dropped.
Five minutes ago, he used the walkie-talkie to report to the inside of Oil City that the zombies were stacked up and reached a height of seven or eight meters.
Chen Er came over and saw the scene below.
See the flying zombie limbs and kill the zombies efficiently.
He couldn't help but admired: 'This electric-driven mobile knife is indeed much more powerful.'
