Chapter 4

Zhang Xiaoqiang was sitting on the ground, panting violently, one foot stretching forward, the other foot bending upward. The 1.6-meter-long iron gun was leaning at its feet, and the triangular head of the gun was facing the security door, which was covered with ancient black blood. The 70% new green anti-theft iron door has a 10 cm long gap. He can see several corpses lying on the ground outside the door when he sits on the ground.

They were human 20 days ago, and now they are zombies lying outside the door. "I killed them!" He had no fear of killing. Only the excitement after the victory.

"I did it," Zhang Xiaoqiang told himself.

"I can live, and I will continue to live."

After sitting for five or six minutes, it was almost time to rest. Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the iron gun and stood up. Untie the hemp rope on the doorknob and push the door outward. The corpse outside the door blocks the door.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pushed the body outward with an iron gun and then walked outside the door. He looked around, and there were seven corpses lying in the corridor outside the door. He could hardly find the place where he laid his feet. The zombie killed five days ago fell on his back at his feet, and his whole head was smashed, black, blood stained and yellow brains flew everywhere.

Zhang Xiaoqiang did not dare to look any more, for fear that he would spit out if he looked more.

Standing on the pile of corpses, he was so creepy that he couldn't even resist the smell of corpses.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found the pot cover shield that he left five days ago. When he got it, he always felt more confident. Although he couldn't defend the sword and gun, he could only block the Zombie's claws.

He opened the iron door to the door, and there was no light in the room. The darkness made him feel cool. He carefully walked into the opposite living room. The white floor was installed in the dark light, reflecting his dark reflection, which made his body cold.

Zhang Xiaoqiang finds the power switch of the living room and turns on the ceiling light of the living room. He felt more comfortable in the light.

His goal is the kitchen. He dares not go to other bedrooms. If a zombie is scratched, he will lose a lot.

It's always uncomfortable to be close to the kitchen carefully and look for things in other people's homes. I haven't done burglary in the first half of my life. In the end, I made Zhang Xiaoqiang a thief.

Don't make a sound on your feet. Slowly approach the kitchen.

“@#￥%”。

Zhang Xiaoqiang heard something scratching the door of the kitchen. His heart was tight. He was really afraid of anything! Can't God make him live better?

“KAO”。

Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded. He held the gun body with three fingers of his right hand, held the door handle with his thumb and index finger, and gently turned it again.

Whoosh

A dark shadow came out of the kitchen. Zhang Xiaoqiang holds a shield in his left hand and points his iron gun at the shadow with his right hand, launching an attack at any time.

A closer look at the original is the neighbor's fat cat, mottled coat of fat cat looked at him and ran out of the door.

The cat made his heart beat with fear.

Better to meet a cat than a zombie. Zhang Xiaoqiang walks into the kitchen with a self understanding,

20 Nobody cleaned the imitation mahogany dining table in the kitchen. There was a thin layer of dust on it. Only a few cat paws like plum blossom were scattered on the table.

Zhang Xiaoqiang opened the refrigerator. The vegetables in it were not fresh for a long time. He put them in his pocket. He swept away the vegetables and eggs in the upper layer and the frozen fish and pork in the lower layer. He found half a bucket of rice, a jar of pickles, a bag of sugar and other seasonings in the kitchen one after another. Zhang Xiaoqiang moved the kitchen twice before sweeping the kitchen.

Looking at the food in the living room, I always feel almost something. I remember that there is a wine and tobacco cabinet in the corner next to the TV in the living room opposite the door. Zhang Xiaoqiang quickly brought back all the wine and tobacco.

Looking at the body outside the door, we have to find a way to throw it away. It's really stinky. Zhang Xiaoqiang went out to look for the place where the body was thrown. He saw that there were more than 30 Chinese cabbages growing in the small vegetable garden in the center of the platform. Now he can ask for them at any time. Five days ago, the scene was just like yesterday.

"Ah!!! This damn virus, this damn world. "

After the end of the day, he always sighs a lot.

Cabbage doesn't run away with long legs. He doesn't care. He goes to the stairway of the platform to see how the zombie he kicked downstairs is. After being attacked by the zombie from the opposite house, he always goes out with special care. Slowly go to the stairs and look down. On the stairs downstairs, a zombie with broken legs is climbing on the ground. His clothes are ground into pudding the size of rags and hung on him. It suddenly smelled the smell of Zhang Xiaoqiang and crawled over to him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang squatted on the platform and watched it slowly climb from the bottom to the top. He smelled the fresh human smell. His mouth was full of sharp teeth and his paws made marks on the concrete steps.The head of a triangular gun stabbed into his brain from the bridge of his nose. The head of the gun turned from left to right and pulled out. The zombie did not move. A hole the size of a vertical cup was dripping with black blood.

Zhang Xiaoqiang is more and more used to killing zombies. Just like when he was a child, he squatted in the corner to kill ants. Without excitement, fear and indifference, he knows that he can't kill more than 6 billion zombies in the world, so he just needs to kill those that threaten him.

There is a garden under the stairs. The climate in January makes the plants in the garden a little more bleak. The old leaves of several vines that have been growing for more than 20 years are few, and the lawn has also turned yellow. There are three pavilions made of precast concrete slabs, which are a place for the elderly in the surrounding seven buildings to relax. Usually, they have a lot of popularity. Now there are more than 30 zombies wandering in the garden. The nearest one is more than 40 meters away from him. It has no reaction so far. It makes him clear that the safe distance from the zombie should be at least 40 meters.

There is a small shop downstairs. It usually sells some tobacco, wine, non-staple food, rice and eggs. Now he doesn't dare to find food. He has to go through more than 30 zombies!

There is a garbage entrance on the platform of the second floor. Usually, the garbage of the two buildings is poured from here. Zhang Xiaoqiang throws seven bodies in. Tired of sweating! Finally, it was solved. He didn't care about the stairs. Anyway, it was far away from his home, and it didn't smell like him.

Looking at the two families on the opposite side of the platform still open, I hesitated. Now there must be zombies on the floors of the left and right units, and every family has security doors, so he couldn't pry them open. Thinking of this, he made up his mind to hold the shield and iron gun and walked over there.....

Zhang Xiaoqiang went home and locked the security door with a pocket on one side of the door. A full backpack and a bulging snake skin bag are his harvest on the opposite side of the platform. He didn't meet zombies. The six he wanted to kill were all his family. Zhang Xiaoqiang happily dragged two big bags to the sofa for counting. Today's harvest