Chapter 91: Temporary Hall

The night gets deeper. Music + literature + fiction
The coolness in the wind increased sharply at a perceptible speed, and the fourteen friends hanging on the tree couldn't eat enough.
"What's the matter, please try again." Song Fei didn't give up.
He Zhiwen twitched his remote control on his leg, hugged the tree branch in one hand, and rocked the joystick in the other. He dropped the aircraft back to the roof and looked at Song Fei helplessly: "I have tried it several times. It ’s useless. If they do n’t see us, it ’s okay, and now we ’re locked in on us, and the aircraft will not be as attractive as living people.

Qi Yan pondered for a moment: "I have to find a way to think that they can't see us."
Song Fei rolled his eyes: "It's easy to say, we are now poking on the haystack like a candied gourd, all the four next to it are empty, where to hide?"
"Ah, if you don't have vision, you should choose a tree like brother. The emperor is as far away as the sky. When you enter the deep sea, you can only see a dead branch when you look up." The closest to the auditorium is also the highest. Luo Geng, the tree with the densest twigs, is not without doubt.
"You're climbing quite high." Song Fei echoed.
"That is required."
"Can you see the roof of the auditorium?"
"Just at hand, at a glance."
"Are there zombies?"
"You said the roof? How is it possible."
"Okay. Jump over."
"..."
Luo Geng looked at the roof one meter away, and then looked at the height of the abyss below, wishing he could sew his mouth.
"Actually, I didn't climb very high, really ..."
Song Fei also knows that this task is a bit difficult, but looking around, only Luo Geng's position can still fight one another: "We can't hang on the tree all the time, the physical exertion is too much, and now the zombies refuse to leave, the time is too late The longer the tragedy. "
Luo Geng: "I know to find a place where I can settle down as soon as possible, but if I fail this jump, you will always lose a lovely comrade-in-arms. Have you ever thought about it!"
Song Fei: "It's not your style to say defeat easily, don't you always insist on such a difficult thing to catch a small mine!"
Luo Geng: "I can't hold it anymore!"
Lin Dilei: "It's really sad news."
Luo Geng: "..."
Song Fei: "..."
Luo Geng: "How many times have I told you Song Fei, don't stop me, I'm going to jump !!!"
With a loud drink, Luo Geng rose into the air, and immediately broke the thick branch of the forearm under the force. Just listening to a crisp click, the broken branch hung its head, and Luo Geng hung on the edge of the roof.
He stood on the tree at a height comparable to the roof, at most one head higher, so this jump can only be forward and upward, and the speed must be fast to ensure that it will not fall too freely during the movement, and eventually the roof Missed.
Fortunately, it's too late.
Tighten the finger of the eaves in the pull-up that Luo Geng tried his best, and suddenly whitened.
Finally, his head was higher than the roof again, followed by a foot quickly raised to hook the eaves, using both hands and feet, turning the whole body up.
Large into a large font, Luo Geng gasped against the night sky.
My friends joke on their mouths, but their hearts are really hanging. After a while, they finally let go and let out a sigh of relief.
Luo Geng did n’t spend too much time, so a few carp got up quickly, removed his backpack and pulled out the rope to start looking for a place to tie it.
The second closest to the roof, but Song Fei, who was definitely unable to jump, swung his backpack with his big arm and slanted it up to the roof.
Luo Gengxin grasped the idea, turned over Song Fei's rope, and connected them in two phases. Finally, the length of the rope finally fell quietly to the left of the main entrance of the auditorium. The end of the rope was about one meter away from the ground.
After doing this, without the command of his comrades, Luo Geng ran skillfully to the opposite end of the rope, that is, the back side of the auditorium, lying on the eaves and began to chant.
There is no place more suitable for love songs than Yuexia Auditorium
"If I am a hyperbola ~~ You are the asymptote ~~ If I am the inverse proportional function ~~ You are the coordinate axis ~~ Although we are bound ~~ Can be born in the same plane ~~ But we are not bound ~~ Slow There is no intersection on Slow Long Road ... "
How the little friends of the original song are unknown, but being sung by Luo Geng, it was really heart-pounding to shed tears, just like a history of blood and tears that struggling for beauty.
Twelve pairs of eyes are looking at Lin Dilei—how can you not understand his heart?
Small mines went back to each other in white—stand and watch others solve equations without back pain.
During the "eyebrow teasing", the zombies were basically attracted to Luo Geng. The latter not only sang, but also ran to and fro along one side of the eaves. Two-pronged approach, obviously more interesting to the zombies than the candied fruit on the tree.
In the end, only Joskey and Monroe stayed under the tree.
Monday also did n’t bother to scramble who ’s charm, and climbed down a little, seduce first, then shoot out, three or five times, knock down a pair.
At this point, all the energetic zombies gathered at the back of the auditorium, and the main entrance was completely cleared.
The little friends all came down from the tree. The night owls were walking along the rope and rubbing up to the room.
The last person who went up was Qi Yan. When his feet landed, he withdrew the rope neatly.
Luo Geng happened to finish the third cycle of the single.
The crowd shrank to the center of the roof, trying to keep the zombies out of sight of living people.
Ran, the roof is not warmer than the tree.
"What to do now," Feng Qibai asked, "Just wait for the zombies to disperse here?"
Did not wait for the small friends to respond, Qi Yan pre-emptively asked: "When is the literary and art performance in your school?"
"December 20, what's wrong?" Feng Qibai was puzzled by his comrades.
"In other words, the show had not yet started on the day of the accident."
"That's for sure, the Level 4 and Level 6 exams are closed, and the gongs and drums in the auditorium are too loud."
"What about the rehearsal? It's been two days before the show. Should I bring a makeup rehearsal here?"
"The rehearsal with makeup in the auditorium was completed two days before the exam. Although the show was hosted by our school, the school leaders paid special attention to it, so the clean up here is always ready to be idle. The leaders in our school are not worried. Once again, the final rehearsal was conducted in our courtyard. "
"I testify," except for the person concerned, Wu Zhou has the most say. "When looking for the radio, it is Halloween in Yixin Building."
"Qi Yan, I know what you want to confirm," Feng Qibai said. "There are no zombies in this auditorium. I can't pack tickets, but there will certainly not be a large number of art school students, whether surviving or ... infected of."
Qi Yan nodded: "That's good."
Song Fei frowned: "What do you mean by asking East and West?"
Qi Yan explained: "When I climbed up just now, I specially looked at the main door. The door was locked from the inside with a chain lock."
"What's so strange, when the auditorium is not in use, the security guard locks from the inside ... security guard?" Song Fei sorted out the door a little.
"Well," Qi Yan said, "Since it was locked from the inside, it proves that there is someone in the auditorium. And when the accident happened during the day, the light inside is now on, indicating that at least the people inside were still alive. But if it was a show or Rehearsal, even if the people inside survive, so many days have passed, it is difficult to tell what the scene will be. If there is no rehearsal and the situation is cleared, it is likely that there are only a few security guards, or a few more accidental mistakes. The survivors who ran over, after all, are very biased and unlikely to be selected as the first refuge. In this way, no matter what the situation is now, as long as the number is not crushed, it will not be difficult to deal with. "
"Anything else," Song Fei thought along Qi Yan's thoughts, "Some days after the corpse tide broke out, some people fled here, just like we were in the canteen, also regarded as a stronghold?"
"If this is better, the probability that they will still survive will be very high, and we don't have to worry about meeting zombies or classmates who have been killed."
Qi Yan said that the head is right and reasonable, but Song Fei still feels that he complicates simplicity: "Don't you just want to go in to warm and restore physical strength, what is the meaning of thinking?"
Qi Yan glanced at him angrily, trying to vomit, tolerate, and suffocated back, explaining patiently: "Go to any place where the situation is unknown, you must make a pre-judgment, so if something really happens, you will not have no psychological expectations. And make it easier to respond. "
Song Fei was dumb.
Indeed, if he went in without any psychological building, he could see the corpses running wild, and even people eating people, he had no confidence to live. At the scene of the track and field, it was just quiet zombies all over the place, but now I remembered that my scalp was numb.
Qi Yan is still right to say anything, but now he ca n’t even pick out the problem of "bad thinking and bad attitude" ...... By the way, why do you bad guys evolve! ! !
Qi Yan: "Is it alright?"
Song Fei: "Yes."
Qi Yan: "What else?"
Song Fei: "Can you crush me as before?"
Qi Yan: "..."
This is a puzzling requirement, and being clever like Qiyan also requires thinking.
On the other side, Wang Qingyuan supported his forehead and wanted to drag his uncomfortable roommate back to the furnace to rebuild!
"That," Joskey sniffed his nose, shaking his hands tremblingly, "We are already too cold to freeze. If we are ready to enter the auditorium, can you both be scornful after the action?"
The zombies under the roots of the surrounding walls are not scattered, and the friends ca n’t continue to move forward. If they still have concerns about entering the auditorium before, now they are not so much "runny".
Dongdong.
Dong dong dong.
The end of the rope is tied with a hammer, and the iron hammer strikes the glass.
This is the ventilation window of the security room on the side of the building. If Qi Yan speculates that the door is locked by the security guard, then they are most likely to hide in their own site.
no respond.
Luo Geng was still lying on the other end to attract the zombies, so he swayed the root of the side wall of the hammer, as usual.
There is no response inside the house, only whizzing cold wind outside.
There are three possibilities for such a situation. 1. Like the students trapped in the library, the people who got the safety did not insist on the last because of water and food shortages. 2. Someone was bitten when they fled in, but was still in the incubation period. When the doors and windows were locked, they thought it was safe. , The bitten only got sick; three, the survivors gave up the security room and hid elsewhere in the auditorium.
Partners hope that it is the third kind, but they are also prepared for the second kind.
"Broken."
Qi Yan ordered that Zhao He ’s long arm stretched out and tried to knock on the corner of the ventilation window with a hammer!
Just twice.
Only listened to "click", the cracks were centered on the hammer hitting point, spread out, and finally made the whole piece of glass into a cobweb.
Zhao He moved the hammer to the center of the glass, and again.
The whole piece of glass is broken into slag.
Zombies have heard the sound, but the ventilation windows are high, they can only look at the hollow and sigh.
The light was on in the house, and Qi Yan from the probe looked at the security room through the light.
From his point of view, he can basically see two-thirds of the interior, and the remaining one-third below the side of the ventilation window is a visual dead zone, and Qi Yan is powerless.
But the door facing the ventilation window is very clear-the door leaves are wide open, and the hallway corridor outside the door where the lights are lit can be seen directly from the ventilation window.
The corridor was still empty, as they saw when they were climbing the rope at the main entrance.
The hallway of the auditorium is circular, the outer wall of the hall is the outer wall of the hall, and the inner wall is the fully enclosed venue. That is to say, starting from a point in the corridor and going straight forward, you can walk back to the starting point, that is, circle around the outside of the real auditorium.
This design is similar to many concert halls, which is equivalent to wrapping the stage and auditorium in a layer of soundproof cover, and then covering the cover with a layer of bright and transparent decorative outer wall. The hallway is between the two layers of covers. Of course, the backstage of the venue is another world that communicates with the outside world, in order to distinguish the performers from the audience from beginning to end.
The little friends could not confirm that the entire circular corridor was safe. At least the section was unobstructed, so no further delay, they entered the ventilation window.
The first person to land was Qi Yan, and he turned back instantly when his feet touched the ground.
Fortunately, there is no one in the visual dead end.
The next second he quickly closed the door of the security room and locked it, and found that the lock was good and there was no trace of vandalism.
After more than a minute, all the friends were settled in.
There is only one locker in the security room, two desks put together, and two chairs. In addition to the notebook on the table, there is only one phone and two interphone charging stations. The plug of the charging base is still plugged into the power supply, but it is empty, and there is no intercom. It looks like it is connected to the power supply like it is all year round, so that the intercom can be recharged as soon as it sits.
But there is no security guard, no walkie-talkie, no fighting, no signs of permanent residence.
This is a common security room, it looks like the security guards have gone out to patrol or go to the toilet.
The wind is pouring in from the ventilation window, but it is much stronger than the treetops on the roof.
My friends avoided the tuyere and shrank to the corner, gradually regaining some physical strength, but still cold.
Half a bucket of water left on the water dispenser. I do n’t know how many days. The friends removed the bucket and carefully checked the inside of the water dispenser. It looked like there was nothing wrong.
Although everyone is carrying their own water, but once it is too ice, and secondly it has limited resources, so it can be saved.
Jump to insulation automatically after heating for a while.
The friends pushed down the outlet valve, and did not continue, letting the water flow to the ground.
Leave it for about one minute, reheat it, and wait for the reheating to finish, then use the only enamel jar that came out of the cafeteria to receive hot water and share it.
The hot hot water finally let everyone recover some warmth, and I feel the strength is back.
Zhao He moved the table to the bottom of the ventilation window, stepped on the probe on the table and looked down, and finally passed back to the peripheral battle report-the zombie had not left.
Little friends didn't expect this. The zombies can disperse automatically, but they won't sit still if they can't.
Entering the auditorium just to slow down, now it's almost slow, naturally we have to move forward.
but--
"Can you wait for a while?"
Song Fei's request interrupted the footsteps of classmate Zhao who was preparing to walk out of the ventilation window.
"What do you want to do?" Zhao He asked cautiously, not always feeling like a good thing.
Song Fei gave a friendly smile and spoke softly: "Anyway, come in, explore and go again."
Sure enough.
Zhao He became more cautious: "Outside the corridor or inside the venue?"
Song Fei does not matter: "Where to go is counted."
Zhao He's black line, Qiao Siqi couldn't hold back more than him. He surpassed Song Fei and faced face to face, eye to eye: "What the do you think? With the lights on, no one is exploring, either the corpse or the zombie Ah my brother. "
"Johns, you have made progress." Song Fei's words are sincere, concise and clear, and the thought is clear. If it were not the last three tone words, he thought Qi Yan was talking.
Joskey sat down and refused: "I always had a problem when I watched a horror movie. I don't understand why. Why do people in the movie go weirdly? For example, a house has strange movements and phenomena. What do you think of Duxiemen? Should n’t normal people run quickly? What kind of logic is it to rush in! "
Song Feile, quickly passed by Lajo Squi: "Okay, don't tease you."
The latter frowned, his face blank: "What the do you mean?"
"He wanted to try to see if he could find the intercom." Qi Yan couldn't stand it anymore and directly gave the answer.
The security guard is probably still in the auditorium. Even the worst result has become a zombie. The intercom should always be hung on the body. This kind of communication equipment is a timely rain for the Wusheng class, who now basically speaks by shouts and needs special personnel to operate the aircraft.
Once there is a dispersal of personnel when looking for a radio, there is no need to brag about the flute. Even, they can rely on the intercom to take the initiative to take a two-part strategy when necessary.
Qiao Siqi was stunned for a moment, and his brain almost turned to smoke. When he finally looked at the intercom charging stand on the table, he suddenly realized.
The truth is this truth, but the danger is still that danger.
"What if I can't find it?"
Qi Yan: "Withdraw if you can't find it."
"What to do if I can't find the zombies who have touched one, a big group or a group?"
Qi Yan: "It seems that the possibility of large, large groups of zombies is relatively low."
"It is not lower than zero percent."
Qi Yan: "The corridor is basically empty now, and there are zombies in the venue too. We went to the door 1 closest to the security room, turned off the lights of the nearby corridor and opened the door to look in. If the situation can be dealt with, we continue Flash if you can't cope. "
"Speaking lightly, what if the zombies came out from other doors and attacked behind you?"
Qi Yan: "There must be someone to catch the wind."
"..."
Qi Yan: "Are you really not prepared to volunteer?"
"Did I see that I was silent one round in advance!"
Qiao Siqi was tortured by Qi Yan to tears.
Song Fei was shocked by his chin.
It ’s not how Qi Yan copes with the flow, but that every word Qi Yan wants to say is what he wants to say, it ’s just a word!
In the past few days, Song Fei did feel that the tacit understanding of the two people has improved on the road to survival, but it is still very creepy to improve so quickly and so thoroughly. Since then, has he scolded Qi Yan in the heart, that guy can hear it?
"Don't look at me like this, I have always been reliable."
Very good, os is temporarily safe.