"Zhang Ke? What are you going to do? Put me down quickly!"
Yuan Mengmeng, who was lifted into the air, seemed to suddenly realize what the other party was thinking, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't do stupid things, these walking zombies are not very powerful in combat, and they don't have any weapons. The two of us can still fight together."
If you barely cope, the survival rate will be higher. If there is only one person left, it will be difficult to defeat four people with two fists!"
"I'm sorry, Mengmeng, I've thought about it carefully. Although there is not enough time for me to make a long-term decision, I have already made a decision in my heart." Zhang Ke's eyes were extremely firm, "I will not involve more people in this.
The incident happened. Enough people have been harmed because of me. They are now and will be in the future——"
"Zhang Ke, what do you mean by this? Do we still need to separate ourselves?" Yuan Mengmeng tried her best to slap Zhang Ke's hand, but still refused to let him put it down.
"After you get away from these zombies, don't take the stairs or the elevator. Go down through the fire escape passage, you know?" Zhang Ke reminded him in a very emphatic tone: "You must go through the [fire escape] passage.
Go down! That’s the safest escape route!”
"You..." Before Yuan Mengmeng had time to answer, she felt herself being thrown forward with force, flying over the heads of the densely packed zombies in front of her, until she landed at the base of a wall far away from the corpses.
The wall fell.
Touching her painful forearm, Yuan Mengmeng stood up without any delay. She originally wanted to return to the zombies and rescue Zhang Ke, but she saw the other person's eyes as if to say, "Go quickly, take care of me."
Do what you say].
At the same time, the flute sound around him became slightly calmer, but the walking corpses that rushed towards Zhang Ke still did not stop. Yuan Mengmeng glanced at him with some reluctance, then held back tears and shook her head.
He ran towards the fire emergency exit without looking back.
"The next thing will be a bit difficult to handle." Zhang Ke looked at the numbing group of walking corpses, which surrounded his path like ants moving prey, and couldn't help but sigh with a wry smile.
The door to retreat has been gambled by Tan Xin. There are towering concrete walls on both sides, and in front are the zombies that are constantly chasing after each other. The only way he can think of to escape is to fly through the air, because the bodies of these zombies have all suffered
He was seriously injured and probably lost the ability to jump.
However, this method can only save one person, because you can't throw yourself out - all you can do is hold on for one more moment.
"Then, just line up and come up one by one -"
Zhang Ke took another wooden chair in the office. This chair was relatively sturdy and the material was relatively light. Although it was definitely not as easy to wield as a sword, it was still a good choice for self-defense at this time.
In other words, there is no better choice than it - you can't use the set triangle and protractor on the table as a knife for drawing, right?
Zhang Ke waved the wooden chair and smashed it hard on the knees of the walking zombies walking in front - because these undead guys basically no longer feel pain and fear, and their body metabolism has also dropped to the lowest level.
The lowest, so attacking the original vital parts such as the abdomen, heart, and back of the head will not actually be very effective, nor can it stop their progress.
Unless the brain or central nervous system can be completely smashed, let alone how much strength is required, the wooden chair in hand is not qualified to be called a blunt instrument, and it is really too much.
Therefore, Zhang Ke's chosen tactic is to target the knees and break the key parts of their legs that they rely on for walking, so that the legs cannot bear the weight of the entire person. This can probably delay the progress - after all, although these walking zombies look reminiscent of
The monster in the movie is lost, but in fact it is just a moving body, without any supernatural powers such as "powerful regeneration ability".
Zhang Ke squatted down, bent down and lowered his body to avoid the hands of the zombies. Since they didn't have any extra weapons, they could only use two arms to swing around in the air. Although there was nothing
It has strong attack power, but it is very troublesome to escape if it is entangled.
Then Zhang Ke tried his best to grab a chair against the right knee of the zombie. He heard a crisp crack, and the right side of the zombie's body immediately tilted toward the ground. Although his left leg was trying its best to maintain balance, it could not walk forward.
Already.
The walking corpse suddenly turned into a very funny pattern - although its body was constantly tilting to the lower right, its intact left leg had been struggling to straighten and even jump slightly, trying to regain the balance of the body.
.
But because the right knee has been severely fractured by Zhang Ke's blow just now and can hardly bear weight anymore, this attempt to balance is completely futile and may even aggravate the injury to the right leg.
The final result is that the concrete walking corpse becomes like a strange spring clown toy, constantly moving up and down on the ground, shaking left and right.
"The effect of this seems to be good. It is enough to stop the zombies from moving forward. Moreover, it only needs to destroy one knee, which saves a lot of effort." Zhang Ke thought in his mind.
With this experience, he followed the same pattern and even changed from defense to active attack. He spontaneously sneaked into a sparse place among the zombies. After moving a chair and twitching wildly, there were several walking zombies.
It turned into this embarrassing and funny posture of neither going up nor down.
Just when he thought Zhang Ke could breathe a sigh of relief, what he was most worried about happened -
He only heard a crisp sound near his hand. It was not the knee of the zombie that shattered, but the wooden chair in his hand that turned into pieces of wood and fell down.
"Hey, this is a little troublesome."
After throwing away the broken piece of wood in his hand, Zhang Ke found that the only thing left in his hand that could be used as a weapon was a relatively long chair leg - of course, it would be more appropriate to call it a stick now.
However, due to the material, this wooden stick probably won't be very strong. I'm afraid it won't be able to hit the knee a few times before it will break from it, right?
At the same time, the strange flute sounds around him suddenly became more harsh, and the rhythm and melody of the music also changed slightly, as if... it was a different movement.
Could this sudden change of music be foreshadowing something? Zhang Ke suddenly felt a little shuddered.
The next moment, the most terrifying reality that made his scalp numb came like this——
The walking corpses that were twitching in place suddenly stopped their meaningless repetitive movements, and instead lay directly on the ground, began to use their arms instead of hands, and crawled slowly, approaching Zhang Ke step by step.
"This is really troublesome. These things have become smarter——"
——No, in fact it is not that they have become smarter, but that the person who blew away the strange flute sound noticed the strangeness of the walking corpses, so he used an unknown method to control their actions with the changed music.
model.
In other words, he not only has to face these dozens of walking corpses that have no intelligence and no sense of pain, but also has to battle wits and courage with the manipulator who doesn't know where he is hiding.
Zhang Ke smiled bitterly and clenched the wooden stick in his hand, but looking at the "troops" of zombies coming towards him, he knew that he probably wouldn't be able to hold on for long.