After an unknown period of time, a series of noisy and harsh electric sounds flowed through the intercom, awakening Li Cang from the mechanical killing. It is said that doing the same thing for a long time will make people dull. He tentatively believed it this time.
The corpses of the zombies almost filled the first floor of the teaching building. God knows how many they killed and how long they lasted.
"Are there no zombies coming in yet..."
Li Cang's mind was drowsy and he looked outside.
The assassin team composed of scoundrels had a brilliant record, but it was much more exaggerated than what was inside the teaching building. Most of the playground had been covered with corpses, so that the original green of the fake lawn could not be seen.
Don't ask, just ask: "Stealth", "Concealment", and "Assassination" have all been selected to the master level.
There were basically no groups of zombies coming outside the school, only a few here and there. The dog-legged team did not go out under Li Cang's instructions. Some of them continued to carry out the assassination orders, and some of them retreated into the teaching building to cooperate with everyone.
Brother Corpse is here to surround the remaining zombies.
"Oh my god...I can finally breathe..."
Lao Wang fell on his back in the pile of corpses. He casually pulled one of his thighs to pillow him to make himself more comfortable, and let out intermittent moans.
The sweat from his body soaked his clothes and pants as if they had just been fished out of the water, making them look a little greasy.
"I feel like what came out of my pores in the end was blood instead of sweat..."
"Don't talk nonsense. Where is the blood in you? The blood flowing in your veins is probably all liquid fat," Li Laixi leaned against the wall and said without even wanting to open her eyes: "Doesn't it feel great to shed a few pounds of fat?"
"Yeah, it's great. I don't want to live anymore. Living is too tiring..."
"At least you're still just sweating, look at me again," Li Cang wiped the blood from his face and complained, "I can guarantee that if I rush into the corpse group now, they will never recognize that I am a big man.
Living people.”
"Who is this Blood Gourd Brother to you?" Lao Wang glanced at him and said, "It's so disgusting, he's already bloody!"
Li Cang pulled a piece of rag from a walking corpse and wiped it vigorously.
"Damn it," Lao Wang almost spit out, "Stop rubbing it, the juice is being squeezed out!"
After a while, he gave up struggling.
Things like the blood, flesh, and fluids of the walking corpses were clearly arranged one layer at a time on the left and right of Li Cang. The mixture became extremely viscous, and most of it had dried and solidified, making it impossible to wipe it off.
Lao Wang comforted him: "Don't panic, at least there is good news, that is, at least you can't smell yourself... vomit..."
Li Cang carried a bucket of bottled water for the drinking fountain from the classroom, cut off the upper part with a knife, took off his shirt and started washing it.
Lao Wang panicked: "Wipe...leave some water for me..."
"Move there by yourself. There are drinking fountains in every classroom," Li Cang said. "You should also wash yourself off, Big Lei, otherwise you will feel uncomfortable after the blood dries on your body. This damn weather may have exceeded 40 degrees today..."
.”
After a brief wash, the three of them went up to the top of the building, leaving the big corpse brother alone.
When the people guarding the stairs with guns saw it was them, they breathed a sigh of relief and said nothing.
but...
The atmosphere on the rooftop is subtle.
Zang Wei forced a smile and handed the binoculars to Li Cang.
"I just spread human blood and found that there were no more zombies coming. I thought it was over."
Li Cang was confused: "You...what happened?"
Zang Wei pointed to the man covered by clothes leaning on the edge of the rooftop and said, "My second uncle is leaving."
Li Cang's first feeling was that it was ridiculous...
There is such a big scene downstairs. It is impossible for a zombie to sneak in under the layers of obstructions of Big Corpse Brother and them. Besides, there are no traces of struggle around. Now you are telling me that someone is dead?
His scalp felt tight, and he suddenly thought of a possibility:
"How did it die? When did it happen? Why didn't you contact us through the intercom? What did it look like? Where did it come from? Can it climb walls or fly? Did you injure it?"
Zang Wei:...
Her person:...
The scene was weird.
After a long while, Zang Wei said in a particularly confused tone,
"Heat stroke..."
"My second uncle is only over 50 years old this year. He is in good health, but he likes to be lazy. He usually does half of the work and half of the rest. Just now, everyone was busy killing the zombies and didn't notice him lying there against the wall. When we found out,
already..."
The scene got even weirder.
Ridiculously quiet.
Finally, Li Cang choked out a sentence,
"Well, then you have my condolences."
Zang Wei nodded and shook his head again. He didn't feel much sadness, but his expression was quite complicated.
"In the past two months, I have been on an island, hungry, walking dead, and wild beasts... Every day I have been walking on a tightrope as carefully as I could, but I never thought that someone would fall in such a situation..."
"Ah, OK...Pfft..."
Li Cang turned his head hastily and saw a headless female corpse spurting out a large amount of blood, and her beautiful body hit the ground with a thud.
On the edge of the rooftop five meters away from her, a black shadow flashed away, its movement was shockingly fast.
The gunfire rang out but missed.
The sound of broken glass was heard from under the rooftop, and the figure was seen jumping to the fifth floor.
"Siyi..." Li Mingming yelled in disbelief.
"What is that!" Zang Wei shouted, "What is that?"
"I don't know, I just jumped up from the rooftop, and then Siyi..."
"It's in the classroom on the fifth floor!" Li Cang rushed towards the stairs with his big wand.
Lao Wang cursed loudly: "I have insulted your ancestors, but you are outrageous. When you come up, at least check if there is anything on every floor, right?"
"Now is not the time to talk about this," Zang Wei said sternly, "Obviously, Dajun, Lao Lei, you guys come with me, others, protect yourselves, that thing is different from ordinary walking zombies!"
Soon, Li Cang knew why no one checked the fifth floor.
Except for a few classrooms with fifth-grade class cards hanging on them, there is an old antique flat iron grille door in the middle of the corridor, with a large lock chain as thick as two thumbs.
Li Cang turned back to Zang Wei and said,
"Have your men come down from the rooftops to find my servants of destiny."
"good..."
After Lao Wang hit it with a few hammers, the rusty wrought iron lock, which weighed five or six kilograms, broke instantly.
"Damn it," Lao Wang cursed, "Isn't this shabby school haunted? What's the purpose of having such a big iron door in the corridor?"
The room behind the corridor has been converted into a utility room, where various boxes, textbooks, and used tables and chairs are piled up.
Li Cang wondered if anyone had lived here after the disaster?
There was a lot of charcoal ash in the classroom, and the walls had been smoked black and yellow.
"Boom~"
The sound of tables and chairs falling to the ground and Zang Wei's cry came from next door.
"We blocked it...ah..."
Bang bang, the gunfire from the short-barreled twin-shot spray gun was dull and powerful.
Li Cang turned his head and saw Li Laixi pulling Zang Wei's arm and dragging her out of another classroom.
Zang Wei's hands were dripping with blood, and his double-barreled shotgun was twisted into a strange shape.
Li Leisi said loudly,
"It's in there! Come on, there are no windows in this room!"
