I and the system are dropping vests every day

Chapter 33 Chapter 33

"Dad, did you see anyone in the telescope?"

Zhuo Zi tiptoed and asked in a childish voice.

"I saw it."

"It's a little girl."

"Then will she come to rescue us?"

Zhuo Weihang smiled bitterly: "Probably not."

"Then what should we do? Why hasn't Uncle Jun come to rescue us yet?"

"Maybe those army uncles are too busy to take care of themselves!"

The two father and daughter said a few words briefly, and then fell silent again.

Zhuo Weihang looked at the chapped corners of his daughter's mouth and felt very distressed.

No, I can't go on like this anymore, if I go on like this, I will die of thirst and starvation.

I just saw the girl in black in the binoculars, and Zhuo Weihang has been watching her every movement since she stepped into the square.

no doubt.

She is a strong one.

Zhuo Zi pursed her bloody lips: "Father, I'm so thirsty."

"Okay, Dad will take you to find water now."

What his daughter said made Zhuo Weihang make up his mind.

He put down the binoculars, walked to the bedroom, changed into a set of long clothes and trousers, and picked up the backpack he used to travel from the closet to pack a few clothes.

Then he went into the kitchen again, took out the leftover oatmeal and milk powder from the cupboard and put them in his backpack, finally took a kitchen knife and a sharp knife and carried Zhuo Zi out of the room.

The place chosen by 0852 is really very few zombies.

It may also be because the zombies in this place were led to other places by the ringtone of her mobile phone.

Zhuo Weihang carefully walked out of the room with Zhuo Zi in his arms.

His house is on the opposite side of the square, just cross a street.

Over the past few days, he had used a telescope to observe the escape of many survivors.

These zombies will die as long as they cut their heads.

I don't have anything else, but I still have strength. It's just a street. He will definitely be able to bring his daughter to Yunda Square.

Zhuo Weihang secretly encouraged himself in his heart.

"Nuan Nuan, don't shout when you see something later, okay?"

Zhuo Zi nodded emphatically, and she covered her mouth with her small hand: "Understood, I will be very quiet. Dad told Nuan Nuan before, and Nuan Nuan always remembered."

Zhuo Weihang took a deep breath.

As soon as the apocalypse began, he told his daughter that those wandering outside were monsters.

The monster will catch people when it hears the sound, as long as you keep quiet, the monster will not find them.

But she was still so young, and Zhuo Weihang was afraid to face a zombie. He couldn't imagine whether his daughter would be frightened if he really faced a zombie face to face.

As the saying goes, what you are afraid of will come.

As soon as he went down to the first floor, he saw a zombie wandering unconsciously not far from the stairs.

Zhuo Zi also saw it, and she covered her mouth even more tightly with her hand.

"Nuan Nuan, can you wait here for Dad to kill that monster?"

Zhuo Weihang leaned into his daughter's ear and whispered.

Zhuo Zi just nodded, not daring to speak.

Zhuo Weihang felt that he was really forced to go to Liangshan. He worked hard to make several constructions in his heart, and then carefully hid his daughter beside the stairs.

After thinking for a while, he took off his backpack again, and tiptoed towards the wandering zombie.

Zombies have very sensitive hearing.

Even though Zhuo Weihang didn't make any sound, the sound of his breathing still made the zombies react.

It instantly rushed towards Zuo Weihang as if it had been injected with chicken blood, and let out a creepy "ho ho" sound from its mouth.

And Zhuo Weihang's adrenal glands rose rapidly under the extreme fear, and he rushed over with red eyes holding a kitchen knife in one hand and a sharp knife in the other.

For the sake of his daughter, he must kill the zombie in front of him.

Fortunately, the zombie in front of him was an ordinary zombie.

And he's a zombie that hasn't eaten for several days.

Zhuo Weihang kicked it to the ground with one kick. Following this inertia, he stabbed into its body with the sharp knife in his left hand, and chopped the zombie's head with the kitchen knife in his right hand.

He was trembling as he cut.

The zombie struggled hard, and its hands subconsciously grabbed at the sweet-smelling human body, but all it caught was a piece of cloth.

What Zhuo Weihang also didn't expect was that the zombie's head was so hard that he couldn't get it in after a few cuts.

And he could hardly hold down the zombies anymore.

How to do?How to do?
Yes, yes, he also has a sharp knife.

Where is the sharp knife?
Come to think of it, it was just inserted into the body of a zombie.

Zhuo Weihang was sweating profusely, his eyes could hardly see clearly.

He pulled the sharp knife out of the zombie's body, then quickly inserted it into the zombie's eye socket and stirred vigorously.

The zombie who had been struggling and almost successfully turned over was finally quiet.

But the movement of the fight here has already attracted the attention of the zombies wandering in the distance.

Zhuo Weihang trembled with fright when he heard the roar of the zombies in the distance. After pulling out the sharp knife, he quickly returned to the stairs to pick up the backpack on the ground, and rushed across the street with his daughter in his arms.

Zhuo Zi is very sensible.

In fact, she is very sensible no matter before or after the apocalypse.

She pursed her lips tightly, and quietly lay on her father's shoulder, looking at the monster running towards them so frightened that she wanted to cry.

But she thought of what her father said and couldn't make a sound, so she held back again.

When a crisis breaks out, human potential is limitless.

Zhuo Weihang never realized that he could run so well.

He is very familiar with Yunda Square.

Because he brings his daughter here every weekend to replenish all the supplies needed at home.

Light and familiar, he quickly touched the gate of the mall.

At this time, the roaring and chasing sounds of the distant zombies were getting closer.

Zhuo Weihang ran faster and faster, but his lungs became more and more painful.

He adjusted, opened his lips slightly, put the tip of his tongue against the palate, and the mouth and nose began to cooperate.

Because he was running fast, Zhuo Weihang needed more oxygen to relieve the tension of his respiratory muscles.

But even if the speed is increased to the extreme, the roaring sound in the ear is getting closer and closer.

As he sprinted at top speed, sweat from his vest ran down his spine, like insects and ants crawling on his skin, a little itchy and numb.

The sweat that flowed from the forehead to the corner of the mouth poured into the mouth, slightly bitter in the salty taste.

Soon, soon.

He strode up the stairs and ran towards the theater on the top floor.

The movement below had already alarmed Ling Sisi.

She stood expressionlessly at the entrance of the theater.

——If she knew which bastard made such a big noise, she wouldn't be able to kill him.

0852 Teased: "Real fight or fake fight?"

During the one-on-one communication, Zhuo Weihang had already rushed to the entrance of the theater with his daughter in his arms.

Without electricity, there is no light.

But fortunately, it's evening, and although the room is dark, you can still see clearly.

He rushed over in a hurry, stepped over the ticket gate and entered the theater corridor.

"Who... who... Hurry up... Hurry up... There are zombies in hiding... Chasing you."

Zhuo Weihang shouted out of breath.

He felt his throat hurt.

(End of this chapter)