In the monitoring room, Dongfang Xing could only see her position, but not what happened to her. Hearing her wailing screams, it hurt in his heart. She was pricked by needles from time to time. He really wanted to fly over immediately and kill her.
Bring it back, don't care about any damn wilderness survival training.
Xia Houhuan'er counted the bullets in the gun and found that half of the ten bullets had been used. She had to stay here for three days, and it was only half a day. She didn't know if the difficulty would be higher in the future. No matter what, she had to save money.
Click to use.
Unexpectedly, the hearts of those zombies were protected by iron plates, leaving only the center of their eyebrows as a critical point.
If Wild Rose still has some compassion, tell her this.
Xiahou Huan'er ate a few biscuits and moved on.
The rest went smoothly, we didn't encounter any more lurking zombies, and soon the sun went down and it became dark.
Xiahou Huan'er found an open space, picked up some dead branches, lit a bonfire, caught a pheasant, roasted it and prepared to eat it.
But while eating roast chicken, food made by Persian cats suddenly came to mind.
After eating a few bites of the roast chicken, I couldn't help but frown. It tasted so bad that I couldn't eat it anymore.
But the feeling of hunger became stronger and stronger, so strong that it made her want to go crazy.
She looked at the chicken in her hand, confused and horrified: "What's going on? I'm so hungry that my chest is touching my back, but I can't eat it."
All she could think about now was the food made by Persian cats.
She was shocked: "Could it be that my stomach is really conquered by the Persian cat's food and that I can no longer eat other food?"
She opened her mouth and bit into the roasted chicken in disbelief, chewed it twice and immediately spat it out.
My stomach was churning violently.
I really can’t eat it, why does it taste so bad?
She was quite satisfied with her skills in roasting chicken, but it was a fact that she couldn't eat it.
"It's over." She took out biscuits and candies. The candies were okay, but the biscuits also felt unpalatable to her and she couldn't eat them.
She swallowed several energy candies in a row to feel less hungry.
He glanced at the quiet surroundings, piled firewood on the bonfire, placed it against a tree trunk, and fell asleep with half-closed eyes.
The night is getting darker, and the deep forest is very quiet, with only the crackling sound of firewood burning.
She was so sleepy and tired, but she couldn't really fall asleep.
Night was the time when defenses were weakest, and she would not be stupid enough to think that they would follow the natural laws of sleep like her.
Poor girl, she closed her eyes, opened them quickly in less than two seconds, then closed them again when she didn't notice anything, and then opened them again, and so on, until after midnight, she couldn't stand it anymore.
His head was tilted to one side and he couldn't open his eyes.
The gentle night wind blew by, making the leaves rustle.
Under the light of the fire, deep in the forest, two zombies with rotten faces and fangs were quietly approaching.
Xiahou Huan'er couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into a light sleep. Suddenly, she smelled the smell of rotting corpses in her nose. She shuddered suddenly and quickly opened her eyes, only to see two black shadows, whooshing two.
He made a sound and rushed towards her quickly.
"Fuck, I can't even sleep peacefully. I'll kill you all." The ones with the smell of rotting corpses should be low-level zombies. Don't waste bullets. She rolled away, pulled out her dagger, kicked a zombie away, and then pounced.
She knocked one down, raised the dagger, and quickly inserted it between its eyebrows. With a pop, the dagger went straight into its eyebrows. The zombie twitched a few times. Just as she was about to pull out the dagger, it gradually vaporized.
