Chapter 6

Dark smoke straight into the air, for this bleak end of the world scene to fill a color, the smoke in Zhang Xiaoqiang line of sight, he knows what happened there, curious like cat claws in his heart. Look at the watch. It's 3:40 p.m. It was at least two hours before dark, enough time for him to get to the top of the building.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took the high imitation tiger tooth saber and tied it to the belt. The shoelace under the scabbard was firmly trapped in his thigh. He took two steps to see that it had no effect on the flexibility of his body. He picked up the shield and iron gun and went out with the telescope.

Climb the stairs carefully. Zhang Xiaoqiang lives on the second floor, with the roof on the eighth floor. He tiptoes slowly to the stairs on the third floor, and tries to open the security door of the residents on the third floor. As he thinks, it's locked to death. At least he doesn't have to worry about zombies coming out of it.

Zhang Xiaoqiang slowly upward, in front of each floor of the door have tried the door handle, until the eighth floor. Let him relax a little bit, his unit is safe, zombies are locked in the house. When he passed the front door of each house, he could hear the sound of the zombie scratching the iron door in the house. The smell of his body intensified the strength of the zombie scratching the door. The sharp claws of the zombie scratching the iron door made his teeth sour.

The owner of the eighth floor sealed the whole staircase with iron railings. An iron door for people to go in and out was locked tightly. Zhang Xiaoqiang tried to pry it with the head of the iron gun, but did not pry it open. He carefully looked at the lower iron door. There was a lot of rust on the edge of the iron door. It was locked tightly. There was only one ID card inserted into the lock.

Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little worried, thinking whether he would go downstairs and find some more tools. Looking at the whole iron door, he knocked with his hand and found that the iron door was actually very thin. In order to save materials, the owner welded a piece of white iron sheet on the door frame made of triangle iron with an electric welding machine. There were not many welding spots. He was relieved that it would be easy to do now!!!

Pull out the tiger tooth saber, insert it into the iron plate and move it outward,

"Tong..."

The iron plate was pried open a corner, and he continued to pry with tiger teeth until he could get into the entrance.

Zhang Xiaoqiang goes to the roof of the building. The floor of the building is full of building materials. Bricks, river sand, cement, all kinds of PPR water inlet pipes and PVC pipes fill the roof. It seems that the owner of the eighth floor is going to build his own house on the top of the building. A row of red brick walls at the end of the roof have been half finished.

Three zombies suddenly flashed out of the back of the wall, one in front of the other and two in the back to Zhang Xiaoqiang, holding a tile knife on one of the front paws.

"Kao" Zhang Xiaoqiang scolded, went out not to burn incense, bad luck urged.

He turned and ran for two steps, and stopped with both feet standing up!!!

"Now I can run, what can I do in the future, just three, what can I be afraid of!"

Blood rushed into the brain, let Zhang Xiaoqiang excited up, turned around to face the first zombie trot past. The shield of the left hand was held to death, and the iron spear of the right hand was slightly raised. His mouth gasped heavily and his eyes fixed on the figure of the zombie.

The corpse's thin cheek and exaggerated mouth came into his eyes. At the moment of contact between the corpse and him, his right hand held the iron gun tightly and crossed an arc in the air. Suddenly, it hit the right leg of the corpse.

"Eraser..." The sound of a broken bone sounded.

"Plop..." He fell to the ground.

Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored the fallen zombies and trotted to the two remaining zombies, one left and the other right. Five or six meters away from each other, he rushed to the left zombie. Holding the iron gun palms slightly sweating, heart beating violently, let him breathe a little difficult.

"Two meters, one meter, now!"

The left hand holding the iron pot cover tightly stuck to the left chest, with the left shoulder against the pot cover to the zombie hard hit in the past, a huge force from the shoulder to his left wrist bone, the burning feeling spread in the left hand, the iron pot cover became protruding back, people can't recognize what it is!

There was no time to think about it. While the zombie fell to the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang threw away the damaged iron lid, held the iron gun tightly in both hands and rushed to the other one. He got close and stepped forward with his left leg in a bow shape. Aim at the zombie, reveal the ugly iron spear stab.

"Poof..."

The triangular head of the gun pierced into the throat of the zombie, and then penetrated into the cervical vertebrae. The head came out from the back neck. Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the gun from left to right. The triangular file smashed the skin and bone of the Zombie's neck and pulled it out easily. A hole made of flesh and blood appeared in the neck of the zombie. The head of the zombie hung on his back with the rest of his skin and muscles, and fell to the ground.

"Hoo..." Zhang Xiaoqiang took a breath, aiming at the head, stabbing the neck? It's too watery!

The former zombie had already got up from the ground, and the impact just now did not cause any damage to it, so he rushed to Zhang Xiaoqiang again. He glanced at the first zombie he had knocked down from the corner of his eye. He was crawling to him, and one leg had been hit by him., For a zombie, the desire for flesh and blood is higher than everything else. It is a desire from the bottom of his heart. Let it instinctively approach him and chew him up and swallow him into his throat!Zhang Xiaoqiang let go of the Zombie's attack and ran to the back of the zombie with broken legs. One foot stepped on the back of the zombie to make it unable to move. His arm started to work, and the iron gun pierced the back of the Zombie's head. He turned the body of the gun and pulled out the head of the gun. The zombie didn't move, and the head of the gun was covered with yellow brains emitting a fishy smell.

"The last one left."

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked up at the last zombie coming at him. He wanted to test his mind and see what else the zombie had besides his head. He teased it around the zombie and took the opportunity to discount its arms.

The head of the gun kept stabbing in and out of the corpse's body. The corpse's clothes had been stirred into cloth scraps by the iron gun. His thin and black body was full of holes, and his heart, liver, lung and body were all rotten. The zombie, however, was unconscious. Like a mad dog, he threw his two broken arms after him and bit him. After the experiment, the head of the gun pierced into the smelly mouth, smashed its fangs and pulled them out.

Find out the tissue in your pocket and wipe the sweat off your face.

"Kao, I did it. I really did it. Five days ago, I was afraid to die when I worked alone as a zombie. Ten of them were killed today, three of them were frontal assault without any fancy

Zhang Xiaoqiang felt relieved“ Who said otaku useless, I live, I will continue to live, I will live better, "he said to himself.

When his excitement calmed down, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at his watch. It was 4:31 p.m. now. It took about 10 minutes to climb the stairs and search, and more than 20 minutes to pry the iron door. It took less than 10 minutes to kill the zombies, do experiments, and search for the legendary brain nucleus, although there was nothing in the Zombie's head but the brain.

Remembering his purpose of going upstairs today, he went to the roof parapet and raised his ten times telescope to look at the place where the smoke started. After more than half an hour, the smoke became lighter. In the lens of the telescope, a medium-sized van turns over to the ground, and hundreds of zombies are surrounded by several piles around the van. The front of the car hit the flower stand on the side of the road, and there was a faint flame on the body. In front of the car, a bus and a medium-sized truck collided with each other. More cars collided in the back. The bodies of two cars and many cars sealed the whole road,

Everything is clear. A van with survivors rushed out of the city center and tried to get out of the city. When the road was blocked, the van overturned because of too fast speed and not enough braking, Some of the survivors were burned to death in the car, while others were thrown out of the car for a zombie dinner.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a little bored. Now the end of the world is a zombie world, all the survivors are like hungry mice, under heavy pressure to earn a glimmer of life for themselves. At least he was lucky that he had enough food at home for two months. What about two months later?

"Let's finish these two months first, and let's talk about later.".

Zhang Xiaoqiang shakes his head and comforts himself downstairs with typical otaku thought. As he goes downstairs, the sky begins to rain