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Chapter 7 07 Zombies who love bathing?

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    On Thursday, January 31, 2013, one month has passed since the outbreak of the virus. Zhang Xiaoqiang also spent 11 days coming down from the roof of the building. He still insisted on exercising every day. He jumped from 2000 times to the current 3000 times. He added push-ups and sit-ups.  Now, his main melee weapon is an iron gun, and his long-range weapon is an mp9 sniper crossbow.  Whether it is melee or long-range, his accuracy is not good. Only by redoubled hard work can he survive the increasingly difficult days.

    The strength of the horse-riding forward, the waist driving the arm stabs the iron spear out through the wrist, one time, one time, and again, tens of thousands of practice in 11 days, let Zhang Xiaoqiang become more and more proficient in mastering the iron spear.  Exercise made his stomach disappear, and there was a trace of muscle in his chest. A lot of leg exercise made his body more and more flexible, at least he stopped being out of breath after running for a few steps.

    Thinking back to the first few days, a lot of exercise made Zhang Xiaoqiang feel sore and restless, and it took nearly a week to get over it. Although it was the end of the world, his condition at this moment was better than ever.  How many years have not exercised!

    Sweating a lot every day, the water in Zhang Xiaoqiang's reserve is gradually decreasing, and he can't take a bath, which makes his body smell bad and ugly, which is very uncomfortable, and he doesn't care much, he is used to the smell of corpses, and  What smells worse than dead bodies?

    "Huh" Zhang Xiaoqiang put down the iron gun, picked up the mineral water bottle and unscrewed the cap, took a sip from the mouth of the bottle, put it in his mouth, and swallowed it slowly after a while, although he still felt thirsty,  But still put the bottle cap on the table, looked at the watch, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and habitually picked up the binoculars and went to the window.

    The heavy rain has been falling since 11 days ago. The sky is as dark as ink with a little light, making the outside of the window hazy. The zombies downstairs are like telephone poles standing quietly in the rain, covering the whole city.  The street looks like a strange sight.

    Using the binoculars, I saw the zombies raised their heads and opened their mouths to catch the rain. Although he couldn't see any expressions on the zombies' faces, Zhang Xiaoqiang could feel that they liked the rain very much. It seemed that even the desire for flesh and blood had become unimportant.

    This is a very strange feeling. Zhang Xiaoqiang has never had any sixth sense before, and he also thinks that the sixth sense is nonsense, but now this feeling appears in his mind inexplicably.  Subconsciously, he couldn't help thinking that this feeling was right. He put down the binoculars, patted his face with his hand, trying to forget this kind of weird thought!  ,

    Picking up the soft case "Yellow Crane Tower", taking out a cigarette and lighting it up, sitting on the bed staring at the smoke rings curling up in the air in a daze, the inexplicable feeling not only did not disappear but intensified.  Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly had a strong urge to try it out. At this moment, the violent genes hidden deep in his blood overwhelmed his rationality.  He stood up and found the raincoat.

    Putting on his raincoat, Zhang Xiaoqiang went out with his iron gun in hand.  Walking through the platform outside the door and going down the stairs to the first floor, the 11-day heavy rain caused some water to accumulate downstairs, and the heavy rain diluted the smell of corpses in the air. He took a deep breath, as if he hadn't smelled this smell for many years.  A kind of air without the smell of corpses.  Although the smell of corpses is gone, there is a rusty smell like rusting steel in the air.

    The zombies in the garden stood in the rain like their companions on the street, catching the rain with their mouths wide open.  Zhang Xiaoqiang bent over and walked towards the garden on tiptoe. The heavy rain kept falling on the puddles under his feet, causing countless ripples.  The circle spreads outward.

    "Thirty meters, twenty meters, he was getting closer and closer to the zombie, his heartbeat became faster, his hands holding the iron gun were tightened, he took two deep breaths, and continued to lean towards the zombie. Ten meters, five meters  , two meters"

    Zhang Xiaoqiang stood about two meters away from the zombie, raised his iron gun and aimed at the zombie's head, ready to stab at any time, and observed carefully.  The zombie didn't seem to care about Zhang Xiaoqiang standing next to it, it just raised its head to catch the rain.  He found that the zombie had been drenched in the rain for a few days, its skinny cheeks began to become round again, there was some flesh on its paws, and the bones were not so obvious.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang took two steps back and looked around in the dim light. The number of zombies in the garden increased from more than 30 to more than 40 now. Many zombies in the corridors and houses also came out, and they were all drenched outside.  It's raining.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang looked back to see the retreat, ready to run at any time.  Raised the iron gun and stabbed it at the zombie's head. Tens of thousands of assassination practices have yielded results today. The iron gun pierced through the zombie's eye socket, and then turned around and pulled it out.  The zombies fell on the rain-soaked grass and splashed in all directions.

    Zhang Xiaoqiang was afraid of waking up other zombies and ran back. After running more than 10 meters away, he looked back. All the zombies were still quietly in place, and he immediately became excited. Killing zombies that cannot move is more enjoyable!  !  !Seeing that the sky was getting darker and darker, Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed over.

    The 21st zombie fell under Zhang Xiaoqiang's iron gun, and finally opened up the route to the commissary.  Now that the visibility is getting lower and lower, we must hurry up.

    Rushed to the canteen department and dealt with the boss who turned into a zombie. Zhang Xiaoqiang rushed in, but he couldn't touch the light switch. He found a big cardboard box, put everything in it, and finally stuffed a few cigarettes into it.  He brought two more pieces of mineral water, tied them with braided straps, carried them on his shoulders with an iron gun, and walked home.

    The iron gun carrying water and supplies weighed down Zhang Xiaoqiang like a mountain. The galvanized water pipe rubbed against his shoulders, and the burning pain kept eroding his nerves. He gritted his teeth and walked home step by step.  , the road is already somewhat unclear.  The heavy rain was still falling, and the January rain poured in from the neckline of the raincoat with a gloomy coldness, constantly taking away the heat from his body.

    Only by persisting and persisting, the legs have begun to weaken, and the arms began to tremble while holding the iron gun.  Holding a breath in his heart, he ran towards the house, and finally stepped on the platform. Seeing that the house door seemed to have a sliver of strength, he rushed into the corridor entrance with the last sliver of strength.

    One foot stepped into the entrance of the corridor and the other foot has not been retracted, the whole person could no longer hold on, and fell forward to the ground with the supplies on the iron gun. Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the ground panting desperately,  He turned around and lay flat on the concrete floor, looking at the sloping stairs and the ceiling, panting non-stop.

    Seven or eight minutes later, Zhang Xiaoqiang regained his breath, sat up and leaned against the wall, mineral water, rice, canned dace with tempeh, various biscuits and cigarettes were scattered around him.

    "Heh! Heh heh! Hahaha"

    Zhang Xiaoqiang laughed loudly and kept laughing.  Laughter kept gushing out of his mouth, tears kept streaming out of his eyes, across his cheeks, dripping from his chin to the raincoat and becoming one with the rain.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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