Chapter 47: Express departure

After a very cold night, after the sun came out the next day, the temperature actually rose sharply. (Fiction) The snow on the ground began to melt rapidly, and the water on the eaves ticked down, and the cold air was filled with moisture.
Both classmates sleep naturally until they wake up. Class 2 wakes up earlier. Class 1 sleeps directly until noon. I wonder if it is related to the tightness of the sleeping position.
An unusually calm and quiet afternoon, Lin Dilei and Zhou Lulu made a few good dishes. After allocating some for each package and giving them upstairs, the eight people gathered around and ate in peace. Of course, the gifts were exchanged, and those who gave away the dishes also took back a plate of kimchi cake.
Evening in such a pleasant, quietly came.
Eight armed boys stand in the center of the back kitchen on the first floor, and all are masks + goggles. Three of them have passed 180, and one of them has already approached 190. Even when these few people go to that station, it has made people feel that the future of this battle is bright.
Song Fei always believed that Qi Yan belonged to a type of well-balanced and healthy sunshine, but with the help of Zhao He, the former immediately looked thinner, and even Wu Zhou, who was about the same height, looked stronger than Qi Yan. Perhaps it is the reason for practicing sports, so they both have a sense of strength different from ordinary students, whether they look or are in a real muscle state.
There were four boys in each of the two classes in this trip. Class 1 was Song Fei, Qi Yan, Zhou Yilu and Qiao Siqi, and class 2 was Zhao He, Wu Zhou, Feng Qibai and He Zhiwen. This is also the formation of the team they will go to Gewu Building in the future, otherwise the so-called running-in war will be meaningless.
The reason why there is no full staff. First, the team goal of 16 people is too large, which is not conducive to hidden action; second, no one can guarantee that going to Gewu Building will be successful. If something happens in the middle of the way, someone can still live. Down; the third is the canteen as an important survival base. Even if they successfully found the radio and clear the direction of self-help, it is nothing more than sticking to it and breaking through. The former does not need to say, can only rely on the canteen, the latter must have enough to succeed The food and detailed planning, these need to be returned to the cafeteria for a long time. Therefore, they not only want to keep people to guard the canteen, but also cannot keep all those with weak combat effectiveness. To be precise, the mind and force are indispensable to prevent both natural disasters and .
"Ready?" Song Fei went to the window and asked his comrades back.
2 class friends have completed the exploration of masks and goggles, and expressed their own views on why the 1st class always has strange and strange props. Now that the discussion has been completed, the mood is calm, so they all speak in unison: "Well."
Song Fei looked at his classmates.
Qi Yan nodded.
Mongoliao shook the sushi gun and raised the corner of his mouth, the cold light reflected from the blade flashed across his chest-covered face.
Qiao Siqi was also shaken by the knife light, blinking subconsciously, the original indignant eyes could no longer be seen, but the complaint was still full of breath: "I am not ready!"
Song Fei raised his eyebrows, Qi Yan and Zhou Lu also raised their arms and waited for their teammates' reasons.
Qiao Siqi put his hands together: "whyme?"
Song Fei: "..."
Qi Yan: "..."
Monday law: "Speak human!"
"Why is it me?" This is the case. If you don't let the foreign language be dragged, Qiao will know the current affairs. "Wang Qingyuan wants to go to you, I don't want to go to you. You must pull me, you Ye love me so much ... "
Qiao's heartache is sincere, his resistance penetrated into every cell nucleus.
Song Fei sighed: "Don't say anything, the cafeteria has to leave a few to play. Are you better than Luo Geng or better than Wang Qingyuan?"
"Then I'm better than Li Jingyu!"
"But you lost your way." Speaking of Song Fei here, she was completely complacent, and in front of class 2 students, Qiao and Li were caught for the sake of who can stay in the cafeteria. What a shame for Wusheng 1!
Qi Yan patted him on the shoulder: "Luck is also a kind of strength."
"And haven't you always been dressed so thick that you aren't afraid of biting," Zhou Lubu added a knife, "This blessed equipment is simply born to face the zombies."
Qiao Siqi seized the opportunity to grab the waistband with both hands, and there was a posture of taking off to the end: "I can unload the equipment now!"
Monday was dumb and defeated by his shamelessness.
Song Fei walked with interest, staring at his lower body intently: "Take it off, let's watch it for you."
Qiao Siqi: "..."
Outside the Qingshan Tower outside the mountain, shamelessly defeated the indolent stream.
"My dream is to protect the cafeteria-"
Luo, Lin, Wang, Li: "We will do it for you!"
Looking at the unbelievable Joskey being sent out by the partners, the two classmates looked at each other and felt the same emotion in each other's heart-this is really a warm collective full of cohesion.
Under the light of the night, the first kitchen window sneaked out of eight figures. They first looked around, and then moved quickly and quietly at a speed. In the blink of an eye, they were hidden in the depths of the night. The only thing that proves that they have appeared is the footprints left on the soil of the green belt softened by the melting snow.
"Is that those trees?"
Zhao He took three classmates and followed behind Class 1. This is a pre-defined tactic. Class 1 leads the way and class 2 follows. After all, the former has had a successful experience.
At this time, they could already see the outline of the color steel house at the express delivery point, and the blurred figures of the tall trees next to the green belt in front of it.
"Hmm." He answered Qi Yan, trying to keep his voice as low as possible and the content as short as possible.
Zhao He didn't dare to speak loudly, but he was tall and his vision was clearer. It was inevitable that he would whisper: "It's too short too."
Zhao He said what he said in his heart—Compared with the tall and broad-leaved trees that can be seen everywhere on the campus, these trees are really weak.
Class 1 students understood that as soldiers who climbed trees here and on the boulevard, they could not feel the difference between the two sides. However, things have to be dialectically observed. The big tree is safe, but the trunk is high, and the difficulty of climbing is also large. Although the small tree is weak, it is easy to climb, and it is easier to manipulate the enemy. To the point of being unsustainable.
"You can give your opinion to the logistics department." Classmate Qi thoughtfully provided a voice channel.
Zhao Hebai glanced at the back of his head: "I will, thank you."
"It's good to be cold, clean." Feng Qibai, who had been holding the carving knife tightly, was alert and quietly voiced. Rather than trying to chat, it is better to find a soothing channel for his tight nerves. His strings are broken along the way, and if he does not speak, he will be mad.
Qiao Siqi is also terribly nervous, but he cannot agree with Feng Qibai ’s view:
The temperature has risen today. It ’s about the same as when we just ran out of the dormitory.
"So why don't you even have half a zombie along the way?"
"On this side, we didn't have many zombies when we last came here ... what's the matter, are you still looking forward to meeting you?"
"I found you talking ..."
It's rusty.
The bickering stopped abruptly.
The eight people were walking with cats on the side of the road, and the sound came from the bushes on the other side of the road. It seemed that someone was twirling shrub branches, and the stubby branches made an unbearable noise.
It's rusty.
The sound is getting more and more intense, as if something will burst out from the next second!
Eight people suffocated their breath, and they dared not move rashly. They could only turn their stiff necks. Look at me. I look at you—
"What should I do?" Song Fei barely dared to speak, leaving only a breath that he could barely hear.
"Run." Joskey didn't even think about it.
Zhao He shook his head firmly: "Sooner or later, he will be able to run this time, but he can run this time, next time."
Wu Zhou agreed: "Fuck him, you will not be afraid when you finish."
As soon as the words fell, a head protruded from the bush.
It was a very clean face, with no blood stains or murderousness. After protruding his head, he only looked around slowly, his expression was natural and serene.
The friends were also lost, and it was impossible to decide whether it was him or it.
Song Fei swallowed saliva, waved his hand tentatively, and gently called: "Hi."
The head heard a sound and then slowly lifted it up.
At the moment when he saw a group of people, the serenity was torn to pieces, and the head suddenly went mad, hitting chicken blood and rushing out with force. However, the bushes are dense, and the body is stuck.
Zhao He was never a character who was waiting to be killed. When he saw it, he immediately rushed over with the army stab borrowed by Luo Geng!
"No." Qi Yan stopped him suddenly, "There is a problem!"
Zhao He raised his eyebrows: "Are you afraid I can't beat it one-on-one?"
Qi Yan didn't answer the call, maintaining a blocking posture on his hand, but his eyes were focused on the bushes.
Zhao He was puzzled and looked up.
窸 窸窣 窣, 窸 窸窣.
The bushes continued to commotion, just as Bai Jing's zombies had freed their shoulders, several heads were drilled in the adjacent bushes!
one two three four five six seven.
Plus this first, this is not a standout at all, it's eight immortals!
Did not wait for the little friends to react, Zhao He broke free of Qi Yan, and rushed past an army stabbed into the head of the zombie who had appeared halfway out of the body.
Pricked, blood splattered.
The action is fierce and neat like a warrior of the Warring States period.
Wu Zhou, who came afterwards, was not willing to show his weakness, but he also took a knife at the other end and quickly dropped one.
So these two classmates were like hamsters, stabbed next to each other, and also carried the zombie stuck in the bushes. Restricted movement, actually let the two successfully join the teacher.
Musheng's class 1 friends were dumbfounded, not only because of the high efficiency of these two people, but also because of their fatalities. You have to know that they have always been able to escape, they can't escape, they can't escape, and they can't escape anymore. This kind of upright style is too rude!
Wusheng's class 2 friends felt okay. Anyway, they broke out of the dormitory and walked all the way.
"This is not going to be done," Zhao He turned around and chinned at his comrades a little bit cynically, "Don't say eight, the next eighteen are not opponents."
Thought that the reaction of the friends was nothing but praise and vomiting, but what caught Zhao He's eyes was six faces full of fright.
"What expression are you guys?" Zhao Hejiu, "Relax, I only treat enemies like this, I have always been spring-like to my comrades ..."
Wu Zhou beside him suddenly touched his shoulder, interrupting his statement of friendship.
"Why?" Zhao He was a little unhappy.
Wu Zhou wondered if he should say congratulations: "What you want, here."
Zhao He looked back suspiciously. I saw that in the green belt surrounded by bushes, exactly behind the row of shrubs with zombies, under a large pine tree still covered with a little snow and frost, I do n’t know when it has stood Seven figures, and there are figures standing up one after another, will see a bustling situation of "crowding".
Isn't it coming? Let's not talk about 18 here, it is estimated that there are 28!
Zhao He's scalp is numb and his throat and eyes are dry: "Actually, I just talk about it casually, you don't need to cooperate so much ..."
The zombies listened to his explanation, the first few stood up quickly and locked their targets, and rushed towards this side crazy! And unlike those who want to drill out from the bushes, maybe they have entered the upright running mode. After meeting the bushes, two of them rushed out by the inertia of the forward, and another person walked out directly!
"What else to watch, run--" Joskey's reminder cut through the night sky.
My friends woke up in their dreams, and they didn't expect to see so many zombies appearing in a flash. The area just now seems to be empty!
Qiao Siqi took the lead, and his running endurance was not enough. The explosive power was absolutely amazing. It was like a rocket installed on the buttocks. It flew far away in the blink of an eye.
Song Fei, Qi Yan, and Zhou Yilu followed suit, but they were overtaken by Wu Zhou and Zhao He without running a few steps. Feng Qibai and He Zhi, who stayed behind, asked what to do. This is miserable.
Zhao He struggled while running: "What the are you doing here!"
Do n’t dare to rush out of the large army, Qiao Siqi locked close to Zhao students: "The class will start."
"Open on your stomach?"
"That's not a class meeting, but a body."
"Put your mother's eggs, you must hide and wait for us to hook!"
"Speaking of this, I'm angry. Would you like to stab those eight, can you have something to do later?"
"Why didn't you stop me when I stabbed, now the horse is behind the gun!"
"You are killing red eyes, in case you stab me again!"
"Aren't the zombies you said going crazy when they smell it, I just poked them for a long time before they stood up, this is simply a trap!"
"You have wiped sixgod and they smell fart!"
"I always wanted to add s after the plural!"
"Don't worry about these as a sports student!"
"The thing that annoys you most like a sports student, my mother is also on the exam. I do n’t only know how to add s, I also know the past tense, present tense, past progress, present completion ..."
咣 当!
咣!
"I fuck!"
"Ah!"
The result of running and beeping is that Zhao He hit the tree and Qiao Siqi hit Zhao He.
The six buddies who arrived later ignored these two words and spread out in a tacit understanding, climbing the tree!
Qiao Siqi was a bit lighter than Zhao He. After all, it was padding. After a few seconds, he quickly climbed up and ran to Song Fei tree in one breath, spread his arms: "Hug."
Song Fei just wanted to throw shoes.
But he quickly pulled the rope from his backpack and dragged johns up.
Zhao He, who stood up on the other side, looked disdainful and cut out, picked a tree without people, and climbed up with his hands and feet with a few strokes.
He Zhiwen and Feng Qibai ran out of breath, and there was no strength to climb trees at this time. Seeing that the comrades were smarter than monkeys, and the sorrow came from them-they and the gang really read University? ! !
Twenty zombies are approaching behind, and even the clothes you wear can be seen clearly!
Qi Yan and Zhou Lv all dropped the rope and shouted, "Come up!"
Song Fei also wants to help, but he already has Qiao Siqi here, and many people are afraid that the tree can't hold it.
There was no time for the two to hesitate. The soldiers split the two ends and grabbed the rope almost simultaneously. Feng Qibai's movements are more agile than He Zhiwen's. He grabs the rope and pedals the trunk, and the hand can fall up a little by the strength of the pedal. No matter how he asked, after trying a few times, his legs couldn't be lifted at all, let alone the trunk.
Monday is about to die, but his comrades are still struggling and crawling like loach on a fishhook. He couldn't let go, and the latter fell immediately.
On the occasion of a thousand shots, Zhao He suddenly jumped down and ran to He Zhiwen's tree quickly, hugged He Zhiwen's legs and spurted upward. He Zhiwen's head was directly above the lowest branch.
He Zhiwen could n’t do it, his brain was bright, and he immediately hugged the branch with both hands.
Zhao He saw that he held him tight, and immediately released his arm. He Zhiwen asked the free chubby leg to hook the tree branch awkwardly.
"Go back to the tree!" Qi Yan shouted suddenly.
Zhao He didn't look back, and ran two steps forward to choose another tree. The volleyball flying swallows in general, and even the friends didn't see what he did, and the man came to the tree.
At this time, the zombies that caused Qi Yan's fears just ran to the tree under Zhao He's previous residence.
At this point, all eight people went to the tree safely.
The zombies also began to gather, and eventually the number of groups stabilized at twenty-six. Without exception, they were all surrounded by trees, some eagerly reached out to catch up, and some couldn't find the way or even started to nibble the bark.
Looking up, there are no zombies in the black hole in the courier, and it is unclear.
"Can you not be so tiger," the situation is temporarily stable, but Qiao Siqi is still afraid, and he is not angry with Zhao Hedao, "Learn from us, do things calmly, don't come up and do it."
Just stabbed the zombie just now, or climbed the tree now, except for the recklessness that is thrilling, and Qiao Siqi was almost shocked.
"I saved my life and saved my mistake?" Zhao He raised his eyebrows not very happy. "I don't want to trouble you anymore. I stabbed the zombies. I stabbed. I climbed the tree. I climbed up. Do you look at me? Steady, I think I can control the field. "
Ka.
Qiao Siqi swallowed the vomiting words, and even his hair was tense, and asked timidly, "What sound?"
The little friends looked across the tree, so I do n’t know.
Finally, Zhao He opened his head daringly: "It seems to be broken ..."
Qiao Siqi almost changed his tone nervously: "What's the matter!"
Zhao He: "Branch."
Click.
The voice didn't fall, the branch broke off, Zhao He's eyes hurried, and at the last minute he jumped up and hugged the branch above. He watched the branch that had stepped on his foot fall into the group of zombies under the tree.
All the friends seemed to have experienced an escape with Zhao He, and the cold night wind scared them out of cold sweat.
"Are you still in control?" It is not good to beat someone, but some people can't.
Zhao He struggled to wrap his legs around the trunk, so that his slender body no longer swayed in the wind, and promised from his heart: "I will never pretend to force ..."
Ka.
Zhao He: "No, come again?"
All comrades: "What the do you weigh--"