Zombie Crisis: Survival comes first

Uncle Wa looked at other places in the well, shook his head and said, "Without wood as a torch, we can't go far."

Chen Yu took advantage of a short rest, smiled softly and said, "Break off the zombie's arm and you'll have wood."

Hearing this, Watts gently swung the zombie's arm, and it broke off with a click. Then he wrapped other clothes around it, then rolled the fire in a circle, and the simple torch was completed!

"Are you feeling better?" Uncle Wa asked Chen Yu with concern.

"It's okay." Chen Yu smiled: "Much better. I should have been a little dizzy just now from the explosion."

"Let's go, let's change places. The zombies should be able to smell us here." Uncle Wa illuminated the top of his head with a torch. The zombies above stood by the well and kept beating the lid.

Uncle Wa wanted to help Chen Yu, but he shook his head and refused: "It's okay. I probably accidentally knocked my leg just now. It's okay now."

Hearing Chen Yu's words, Uncle Wa nodded, handed the sniper rifle to Chen Yu, and walked forward with a dagger and a torch.

This passage is almost one person tall and can accommodate two people walking side by side. The ground is paved with stones, and most of the moss on it is dead.

After walking for a few minutes, the two came to a larger area, which was about ten square meters in size. There was a pool in the middle, and there were stone stairs going up next to it. Some light shone down from the stone stairs.

"There is no perfect path." Chen Yu said with a smile as he looked at the stone staircase.

"Haha, let's go!" Uncle Wa was also very happy. Seeing that there was a way out, he started to walk up.

The two of them walked up the stone stairs. There was an iron door in front of them, with a circle of iron chains hanging on it. However, it was not locked, but only circled a few times.

Uncle Wa handed the torch to Chen Yu, then reached out to take off the iron chain, pushed open the iron door and walked out.

Chen Yu followed closely and looked around. The room looked like a family's kitchen. There was thick dust everywhere. There was a wooden table in the middle with several pairs of bowls and chopsticks. There were also wooden stoves on the earthen stove next to it. A pot, Chen Yu stepped forward and took off the lid, and immediately saw the contents clearly.

There was a pot of extremely rotten meat inside, the water turned black, and dozens of densely packed maggots were crawling around on the rotten meat, which made Chen Yu sick.

He immediately closed the lid of the pot. After thinking about it for a while, he still felt disgusted. He took out a few sticks from the firewood pile nearby and stuffed them into the stove. He then lit them with a torch and stewed the pot of rotten meat.

"Are you scared?" Watts turned his head and saw the expression on Chen Yu's face. He immediately understood and joked.

"Yeah." Chen Yu continued to add a few pieces of wood and said, "A pot of rotten meat is so disgusting."

"Haha." Uncle Wa smiled, picked up a rag from the ground, wiped it on the two benches, sat down and said, "This family must have just prepared to cook something to eat, and then they encountered the corpse. Just ran away.”

Chen Yu and Uncle Wa had reached the village through a secret passage in the well, and the three people at the entrance of the village were hiding in a room, blocked by zombies and did not dare to go out.

They didn't see it at all, but there was smoke coming out from behind the village...

"Come and sit down, I'll show you the wound." Uncle Wa shouted to Chen Yu.

There were windows here, and the light was much better. Chen Yu, who was walking over, also noticed the blood stains on Uncle Wa's calf, and immediately said, "You were injured too, why didn't you tell me?"

Uncle Wa, who was also injured himself, was busy outside just now. Chen Yu felt a little guilty about this. In fact, he only bumped his leg, but he kept the injured Uncle Wa helping him walk.

"Small problem." Uncle Wa just looked at his calf and continued: "Injuries are commonplace. My injury is not worth mentioning. If one of them dies, they will gain blood."

"It's a pity that one died on the spot." Chen Yu came over and sat down, and said softly: "There are three more who ran away."

"They were poisoned by corpse poison. It's probably time to find out by now."

Chen Yu and Uncle Wa looked at each other and smiled in unison.

.........

The first house that came in from the village was a courtyard. At this time, the iron door had been closed, and more than a dozen zombies were roaring at the door. A steady stream of zombies walked in.

"What the hell." Qizai glanced at the zombies at the door with a dark face, and cursed angrily: "Why are there so many fucking zombies?!"

"It must have been an explosion...the grenade detonated the car." The uninjured Ma Zi sat in the yard and said in fear.

Qizai said nothing with a dark face. He looked at the two of them and said, "Second brother, hold on to Heizi while we hide in the inner room."

"Okay Seventh Brother!" The uninjured Ma Zai, also known as the second child, heard the order and walked over to help the injured Heizi and walked inside.

As soon as the second child helped Heizi, he said doubtfully: "It's strange, Heizi, did you touch something? Why are your hands so black?"

Qizai, who was about to enter the house, heard the sound, paused in his steps, immediately turned around and walked over. He picked up Heizi's palm with his right hand and looked at it. Sure enough, the wound had begun to turn black!

"Brother Qi, your hands are like this too!" Lao Er, who was supporting Heizi, saw Qizai's left hand and quickly said to him.

Qizai's eyes narrowed and he recalled the scene of the injury carefully. Then he gritted his teeth and said, "What the fuck! There's zombie blood on those wooden sticks!"

"Ah?!" Heizi was stunned when he heard this and almost burst into tears. He said with a bitter face: "Then am I doomed..."

Qizai did not speak. He raised his hand and looked at his left hand. The black line began to spread upwards and was about to reach halfway. He picked up the black line and saw that the speed was about the same and did not cross the elbow.

"If you still have a chance, you have to cut off your hand quickly!" Qizai said gloomily.

Hearing this, Heizi quickly took out his dagger and handed it to the second brother: "Second brother, please..."

The second child took the knife and said seriously: "Don't worry, I was a pig butcher before the end of the world. I'm very familiar with this!" Then he asked Heizi to sit down, picked up a brick, and prepared to put the dagger in his hand. .

"Wait a minute!" Qizai thought of something and quickly stopped him.

Lao Er and Heizi looked at Qizai and said doubtfully, "It's too late if you delay any longer. Brother Qi, you should cut off your hands quickly..."

Qizai stepped forward, took the dagger over, took a look at it and said, "Our knives have all killed zombies. There must be blood residue on them. If they are used for cutting, they may be infected again!"

"What should we do?!" Hearing this, Heizi was on the verge of tears. He was almost scared to death.

After taking a look at the room, Qizai gritted his teeth and said, "Wait for me for a while!" After saying that, Qizai quickly ran to the back room, and soon he came out carrying something.

The second brother took a closer look and saw that what the seventh brother was holding was a big ax!