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- Although the "base" personnel led by the "boss" were divided into several vehicles, there were not many actual personnel. Including the gunmen on the outside, there were only more than 10 people. However, these 10 or so people faced the surging force of more than 200 people. Only a zombie, but not nervous. //
One of the women stepped forward and gestured to the zombies, "Stop." The zombies immediately obeyed the instructions like kindergarten children meeting their teachers. However, their pause in obeying the order only lasted a moment, and immediately He took action again and continued to rush towards everyone in the "base". The woman once again commanded, "Stop!" The zombies paused for a moment and then rushed forward again. The woman had to change her command: "Turn back." The zombies turned back together, but then turned back again.
The man with the broken leg smiled beside him and said, "I've said it before, the zombies here are still very smart and have a high ability to control zombies. Normal methods are useless."
He saw that the woman was struggling to command such a large group of zombies. He turned to a few gunmen and said, "The zombies are behind the glass wall behind the door. This glass wall is one-way transparent. You can't see it. I'll point it out to you." ." As he spoke, he carefully pointed out where the zombie was standing behind the glass wall. The gunman used the laser red dot sight on his gun to aim at the glass as instructed: "There is a zombie 1 meter away from the eighth piece of glass from the left. There is also one at the 5th pane of glass. No, you aimed a little higher, then lower, then lower. By the way, this is the position of its head." This man with a broken leg can not only sense zombies, but also intelligent zombies. , can even accurately locate, even the height of the Zhizhi can be sensed, which is many times better than Shen Mugu of Yashan. If Shen Mugu is Taiwan's early warning radar, this man with a broken leg is definitely a phased array radar.
Just when the man with the broken leg was about to instruct the gunman to shoot, another middle-aged man raised his voice: "Wait a minute!" He sniffed on the spot and pointed at the zombies: "The strange thing they are holding in their hands is gasoline! "
Sure enough, there were several zombies holding containers of different sizes in their arms, including common buckets and mineral water bottles. The man who had a very sensitive sense of smell and smelled the oil sniffed again and pointed at the other zombies. : "These zombies all carry lighters, and I smell the butane smell leaking from the lighters." Although the lighters are sealed, there is some leakage, but the amount of leakage is very small. It will take a long time to see it. The middle-aged man can smell it from a distance, and his nose is extremely sensitive.
The man with the broken leg said: "Good guy, it looks like he wants to use fire to attack. Sure enough, he has a trick. Although we really don't care if we let them get close to us, it will be troublesome to set the car on fire. I don't want to go like this. It¡¯s a long way back to Yuehu. Besides, there¡¯s no need to move the supplies in this building.¡±
The woman who was fighting for control of the zombies with the zombies hiding behind the glass curtain wall sneered: "Fire attack? Look at me letting them reap the consequences." She shouted: "Pour out the gasoline."
The zombie carrying gasoline obeyed the order and immediately poured the oil barrel in his arms onto the ground. Although the intelligent zombie behind the curtain wall immediately took back control and stopped the zombie from continuing to pour gasoline, a lot of gasoline had already been spilled on the ground. , some zombies had their feet soaked in gasoline.
The zombies controlling the zombies noticed something was wrong, and immediately ordered the zombies with lighters to throw away the lighters from a distance. Looking at the lighters flying out of the zombies, the woman sneered: "You are smart, and you know how to throw lighters. "
The man with the broken leg yelled: "It doesn't matter. Just fire a gun and you can start the fire."
The woman raised her hand to stop the man with the broken leg and said, "It's not necessary. It's better to save one bullet. Don't worry, I already have a back-up." She pointed at one of them. A zombie: "Light the fire." She sneered: "The smart zombies behind the curtain wall have to control dozens of zombies at the same time. I only need to control one, how can they beat me."
Before he finished speaking, with a bang, raging fire burst out from under the feet of the zombies. The "base" personnel quickly retreated. Although they had special abilities and were also zombies, they would be injured if they were burned by the fire. The "base" personnel retreated to Behind the car, using the body of the car as cover, I heard a few more explosions. It seemed that the oil drum in the zombie's arms had been detonated.
The woman hid behind the car body and continued to compete with the zombies behind the curtain wall for the right to control the zombies. She guided the zombies into the fire. More zombies were ignited. Although there were many zombies behind the curtain wall, they were not at all. After several battles with the woman's opponent, the Zhizhi not only failed to regain control, but instead many zombies on fire slowly walked toward the door.
The man with the broken leg suddenly said: "The wise corpse has retreated."
Sure enough, the zombies no longer advanced and retreated like they were clumsily dancing. The woman immediately controlled them and stood at the door where the fire burned most intensely, waiting to be burned to death. She had just controlled the burning zombies to walk into the door, but To Zhishi's surprise, after all, there were supplies they needed in the building, and it would not be economical to burn them down.
Although the fire ignited by gasoline is strong, it is still bigExcept for a group of zombies at the door, there was no other kind of fire on the cement floor, and it was slowly extinguished. This fire burned 670 zombies to death. Under the control of the woman, the zombies still gathered together obediently. When they died and fell down, they were also piled together, which can really be called a clean and tidy death.
Everyone in the "base" stepped on the blackened and hot cement floor and walked towards the gate. The gunmen had already put on hand axes, maces, machetes and other items, and killed the zombies who were not burned to death but stood stupidly. One beheading. More than 200 zombies died lightly and skillfully.
After entering the lobby on the first floor, everyone in the "base" went up along the stalled elevator, repelling the attacks of zombies commanded by many waves of zombies, and also cracked many traps laid by zombies. The so-called traps were nothing more than A puddle of gasoline poured on the ground, a cleverly hidden animal trap, a leaking gas bottle, etc. In front of the man with a keen sense of smell, these traps were eliminated one by one, and several attacks by the zombies were also blocked. Women become invisible.
When she was on the third floor, the woman saw piles of bones like hills, and she couldn't help being shocked: "This corpse nest actually ate so many living people? Damn it! Damn it! I should have come to destroy them!"
But everyone else didn¡¯t take it seriously. After the end of life and chemistry comes, how many people will die? It¡¯s other people who died anyway, so what does it matter to them? Among all the people here, no one has had their loved ones eaten by zombies. Some of them are parents, wives and children, but the people are already dead, or have turned into zombies. It¡¯s useless to be angry. It¡¯s better to live well. Bar.
Only that woman, who is more sentimental as a woman, would curse here.
"The fourth floor is the home of the smart zombies that the man with the broken leg reported. Even the people in the base cheered up. The man with the broken leg stood under the stairs and sensed "34 smart zombies, the number has not changed. "
The man with a keen sense of smell sneered: "You just broke your leg. Didn't you have a broken brain and become an idiot? 34 intelligent corpses? The stench I smelled, there are more than 200 at least. Not only are there Intelligent zombies and zombies!"
The man with the broken leg was so angry that his face turned red, and he was about to curse when he suddenly thought that if the zombies and zombies wore iron buckets on their heads, he would not be able to sense it. In comparison, the zombies and zombies would not be able to sense it. To completely cover up body odor, this "dog nose" feels more reliable, which makes me feel a little resentful for a moment.
The woman snorted: "What's the fuss about? Come up and take a look, don't you know? As long as 'Boss' is here, what are we afraid of?" As she said that, with her always cold and arrogant temperament, she also specifically turned to "Boss" Smiled respectfully.
The man with the broken leg felt that he was embarrassed in front of everyone, so he started to walk up. Suddenly, an old voice sounded: "Wait, wait a minute." Following the words, there were several coughs.
The man with the broken leg stopped, turned his head, and said politely: "Old man, are you okay?"
A figure slowly walked up from the back of the team. He had been following everyone honestly. He didn't talk much and didn't walk fast. When the others were fighting with the zombies in front, he didn't step forward either. , just watching honestly from behind, but at this time, he spoke out to stop the man with the broken leg.
The figure walked to the front and turned out to be an old man in his 60s. Although he was older, he still looked energetic. His hair had even been dyed and was shiny black, but he coughed a few times from time to time.
In the biochemical apocalypse, coughs and fevers are always easily associated with biochemical virus infections. People who cough in public are often beaten up and expelled from gathering places. But when the old man coughed, everyone at the "base" No one looked unhappy. The man with the broken leg said with a smile: "If the old man has any orders, just tell him. You can just watch us from the side. There are just some zombies on the left and right. Even if they only wear a metal bucket, it doesn't matter." Remarkable.¡±
The coughing old man slowly walked to the elevator, reached out and patted the man with the broken leg on the head, as naturally as a grandfather patting his grandson on the head: "You kid, you've even broken a leg, but you're still so irritable. Zhi." Zombies are nothing special? Wait until you are electrocuted before you say this."
The man with the broken leg was stunned for a moment, then he immediately reacted and turned around to look at the elevator: "Is there electricity in this elevator?!"
The coughing old man ignored the snoring man with a broken leg. He stood in front of the elevator, squinted his eyes and looked at it for a while. He slowly stretched out a finger and touched the metal kick plate of the elevator. Bang, a small pop-up popped out from his finger. Small electric sparks.
Although this electric spark was small, everyone in the "base" saw it, and there were high and low exclamations. If the old man hadn't warned them, they would be electrocuted immediately if they stepped on this elevator. Even if they had special abilities, they would still be electrocuted. After all, it is not as awesome as the X-Men. In fact, it is just a significant improvement in certain aspects of the human body's abilities. Although this seems incredible to ordinary survivors, people will still die if they are electrocuted.
The old man took out his finger and tried it again, and there was another small electric spark. The old man nodded: "The smart corpse leading here is really smart, and he can actually use the power grid."
After everyone at the "base" confirmed their thoughts from the old man's mouth, there was a bit of commotion. The smelling man asked the man with the broken leg to find another way, but the woman sneered and said that since the intelligent zombies have laid a power grid here, there is no reason why they can't do it elsewhere. The place is not laid out.
The old man coughed for a while and waved his hands: "Look at how anxious you kids are, why are you making such a fuss? It's just the voltage of household electricity 1 that scared you like this." As he said that, Shi Shiran held the armrest , walked up the stairs. In the eyes of everyone, he walked on the elevator, stepping on one or two electric sparks from time to time, and went up to the fourth floor easily. After a while, the old man suddenly jumped from the four floors with a rare and flexible figure. He ran downstairs and said to the people waiting downstairs: "My old man has removed the wires on the stairs. You can go up."
The man with the broken leg talked a lot and asked the old man: "Old man, you have already gone up, why did you come down again?"
The coughing old man coughed heavily: "This kind of fighting and killing is just a source of excitement for you young people, and I won't tolerate it."
After all, the man with the broken leg was injured and walked slowly with a cane. The man with the sense of smell ran up to the fourth floor, but he quickly ran back and said with a wry smile: "There are a lot of zombies and zombies wearing iron buckets up there. Wearing armor and holding weapons, the zombies here do have some skills. This is the most well-armed zombie army I have ever seen."
The woman who was about to kick up the steps to the elevator was startled and retracted her legs: "I can't control a zombie wearing a tin bucket."
Everyone looked at the "boss" of the "base" in unison. The "boss" knew that it was time for him to take action. Although if a gunman was used, the so-called armed zombies were just a pile of scrap metal, but the bullets were real. It's hard to find, so save what you can. Judging from the current capabilities and supplies the "base" has, they are not afraid of zombies or zombies. Instead, they are more worried about other people with special abilities, and dealing with people with special abilities , guns and bullets are the most effective.
Although using special abilities will harm your body, finding the beautiful female wise corpse as soon as possible is the top priority. It is impossible for you to never use special abilities.
The "boss" didn't say much. He walked to the elevator entrance under everyone's gaze and said calmly: "Well, the distance is about the same." Then, he stood quietly at the elevator entrance and no movement was seen. Then he walked away from the elevator and said to everyone, "Okay."
Everyone in the "base" swarmed along the elevator to the fourth floor. The man with the broken leg saw at a glance that there were nearly 200 intelligent zombies and zombies standing at the stairs of the fourth floor. Except for more than 30 intelligent zombies with bare heads, the rest of the intelligent zombies and zombies Without exception, wearing a helmet and wearing armor.
Helmets are made of iron buckets, pressure cookers, aluminum pots, etc., and armors are made of plastic plates, diapers, sofa cushions, and even large slippers tied around the body with straps. However, compared to the ridiculousness of helmets and armors, smart The weapons in the hands of the zombies are not ridiculous. They are screwdrivers, sharp knives, kitchen knives, small garden hoes, and even the same small hand axes that everyone in the "base" has.
This is indeed a real zombie army.
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