The end of the world starts from the zombies

Chapter 46 Zombies in the Plaza

On the thirteenth day of the strong moon, at 11:30 p.m., the moon hangs in the night sky, emitting clear moonlight.

The white European-style buildings in the community are connected together, emerging from the overpass in the distance.

The car symbolizing escape and hope was intercepted by the zombie group, turned into scrap iron, and piled up in the middle of the road.

The car that was speeding past just now braked hastily under the panic of the owner, drifted with a deep trail, and crashed into the traffic light pole on Liu Qing's right.

The fuel tank at the rear of the car was not damaged, and the car did not catch fire.

A sound of pacing came into my ears.

Attracted by the loud sound, dozens of figures appeared on the left side of Liu Qing's sight. Zombies with stiff bodies and staggering steps rushed towards them one after another at a trot.

There are men and women. From a distance, they look like ordinary people.

"Should I run now, or stay here?" The zombies came one after another from one side of the square, scattered and orderly like the crowd crossing the road.

"Hide first, they won't be able to see me."

With her foot stepping on the marble without a sound, Liu Qing stepped back slowly.

Reason told him that nothing would happen, but the fear in his heart seemed to arise spontaneously without interfering with reason.

At a distance of more than ten meters, the dull faces and clothes of the zombies were very clear. Liu Qing saw them swarming towards the black car.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo, happier, me, oh, oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, si, and so on.

"The people in the car don't know what happened."

Liu Qing leaned down and looked to the right. The airbag inside the car had been deployed, but the driver's seat at the front of the car was dented as if it had been hit by a huge horizontal stick.

"Where are the others?" The carriage at the back was intact, but the woman's screams were no longer heard, and they did not get out of the car.

However, it was too late to get out of the car at this time. Only ten seconds after the collision, nearly a thousand zombies surrounded him like a tide.

After a while, Liu Qing's line of sight was occupied by the figure of the zombie, and he couldn't see the situation of the car.

"Surrounded by so many zombies, one person can't last long."

At this time, if he went backwards, Liu Qing could go straight back to the garage, safe and sound, but when he realized that the zombies hadn't found him, Liu Qing changed his mind.

"Although they are all ordinary zombies, they have only exploded for a day, and they have gathered to this scale. If we don't act, it will be too late!"

Taking advantage of most of the zombies gathering together, Liu Qing followed the parasols of the store and walked in. The Starbucks and Bailihui in front were covered by tables and chairs, so he walked forward in small steps on his stomach.

The square has a large area, with storefronts on the left and vehicles parked on the right. In addition to the corpses everywhere, Liu Qing saw scattered zombies scattered in the square. Affected by the virus, their eye sockets are all white and they are time-worthy. At night, it was like being covered with a towel, and the eyes almost lost their function.

As a result, their hearing and sense of smell have greatly improved, and they are wandering around aimlessly.

Although he has the night vision function of 'Qingji Pupil', Liu Qing's vision has not improved much. For him, it is nothing more than being able to distinguish objects in the dark at a short distance.

Liu Qing found that as he progressed, the number of zombies began to increase from scattered to scattered, and finally began to be distributed in groups of twenty to fifty.

"It is said that humans live in packs, why do zombies live in groups?"

After only six to seventy meters, Liu Qing locked on the target.

Three or four meters to his right, there was a young man with a stooped figure standing at this moment. In the darkness, Liu Qing vaguely saw a neat stack of blueprints stuffed in his pocket.

"This is a stack of billboards."

This thing is too familiar to Liu Qing.

"If you want to cut muscles, it's better to be a man."

Don't miss out.

After spotting the zombie's pacing trajectory, Liu Qing gripped the handle of the knife and lay down on the ground, using the green fence of an unknown shop as a cover, concentrating on waiting.

The zombie's steps were slow and he was pacing forward crookedly.

The air-cushioned sneakers flashed across his eyes, and when he got closer, Liu Qing also saw the mole on his right cheek.

The second closest figure was still more than ten meters away. The zombie's elbows were connected to his back, and Liu Qing saw the horizontally-striped T-shirt.

It's now!

Liu Qing stood up quietly, walked behind it in a few steps, and thrust the dagger he was holding tightly into its temple.

The tip of the knife broke through the skin, and there was a slight resistance, as if it had been inserted into a pile of raw pork. After realizing that it was on target, Liu Qing turned his hand around in a circle.

Capillaries and arteries were severed, and brain fluid gushed out from the five centimeter wide wound.

When the zombie handing out leaflets was about to fall, Liu Qing was already prepared to hold its back with his hands.

He was dead, no, the zombie was dead. Taking advantage of the night, Liu Qing's first hunting operation was successful.

The white T-shirt has a full cotton feel. It is a good piece of clothing and will soon be yours.

Liu Qing held her breath, and after killing the first zombie, she kneaded its elbow, and felt a thicker sensuality. Apart from the stiffness after becoming a zombie, the muscles of this leaflet-distributing zombie are still good.

"Tug it back to the garage first." After a cursory glance behind him, and noticing that there was nothing unusual, Liu Qing grabbed the corpse's armpit and was about to drag it away.

Go forward for more than [-] meters, about seven or eight storefronts, you can go back to a corner of the square, and then drag it back to the garage.

While dragging and walking, the beach pattern shorts rubbed against the ground, making a slight rustling sound. The brains of the zombies who handed out flyers flowed to the ground, leaving traces of inches on the marble mixed with blood.

But when he reached the middle position, Liu Qing saw thousands of zombies pacing forward.

The black car was submerged in the crowd, and the people in the car should have been eaten up, and they came back after eating.

Thousands of figures were rushing here. From Liu Qing's perspective in the night, they looked like a neat wall of people, giving him a familiar yet unfamiliar fear.

"Isn't this the scene of my military training?" Liu Qing remembered that when he was in the military training in his first year of high school, he was called to the front of the team by the instructor after he was late, and was criticized by the company commander for his lazy behavior. All the women are staring at him intently, and this has become a shameful and exciting memory of his past life.

What is different from the past is that the gazes of the former classmates have now turned into squeezing zombies.

"Then I'll just wait here until they pass."

As the number of follow-ups increased, Liu Qing also found that there were a lot more of them than at the beginning.

There is no doubt that those extra zombies came from the other side of the road.

They gradually come together.

"It should be the influence of the radiation Jiang Qi mentioned that they came here."

While waiting, Liu Qing didn't dare to look at them any more. He squeezed towards the green belt inside the store and got down on his stomach.

The brains of the leaflet-distributing zombies trickled down the back of their heads and gradually gathered in one place.

Liu Qing looked at the location of the overpass. The European-style residential curtains were white in the night, and there was no light in the house.

"It would be great if I could live in it and have food." Being used to the dull warehouse life, Liu Qing was extremely eager for three bedrooms and two living rooms.

The center of the line of sight was crossed by the white bridge pillars of the overpass, the street lamps on both sides were without light, and the eyes stretched along the bridge, looking at it, Liu Qing suddenly realized that something was wrong.

He found that in the distance from the bridge body, there was a long white body crowded together.

They are moving, moving in the direction here.

After looking carefully, Liu Qing discovered that the long bodies that filled the bridge were all human figures.

(End of this chapter)