Comprehensive Fear: Zombie Survival Code

Kaplan suddenly remembered something, and walked quickly to my side, staring at the fire and not looking at me, his white earlobes were stained a little red by the orange flames.

"Jane...it's not good to keep bullets in your body, let's find a way to pick them out."

I froze for a moment, oh, if he hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten about it.

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Damn, I feel shy when I think of the location where I was shot!

At times like this, I am extremely grateful that the body of the zombie has long lost the ability to blush. Even if the villain in my heart holds his face and shouts shyly, "Ah, I'm so ashamed!", he looks for Kaplan calmly on the outside Borrow a knife, ask Angela to borrow a mirror, take two things, and prepare to go into the tent alone--

"simple!"

I was about to go in when someone stopped me. I turned my head, and Kaplan gestured to Jill, "Can Jill help you?"

On the other side of the bonfire, Jill and Carlos were talking softly, with relaxed and calm smiles on their faces, and the atmosphere was harmonious.

I shook my head at Kaplan, I will be struck by lightning if I disturb someone's love at this time!And even if the other party is also a girl and exposes her breasts in front of her without any cover, she will be embarrassed!

Unscrewing the kerosene lamp above the head, the orange light suddenly filled the small space. After pulling the tent tightly, I took a deep breath and slowly took off my jacket and T-shirt.

As long as my head is not fatally wounded, when I transform into a licker, I can recover with fast healing ability, and then turn back into a zombie form without leaving any scars on my body.Painless and traceless, it can be done in 3 minutes!

But there must be no foreign matter left in the body, otherwise the healing will wrap the foreign matter in the muscles, especially bullets, which are metals containing gunpowder, will accelerate the decay of the zombie's body.So I had to pick it out.

A small piece of the palm-sized mirror was cracked at the corner, showing my creamy skin and beautifully shaped breasts (you are enough!), but a bullet hole penetrating into the muscle on the left breast was particularly hideous and terrifying. Pulling it down with my hand, the red and black muscle meridian can be seen very clearly in the mirror, and I can also see the round metal tail of the bullet, but it is too deep. bullet.

Holding the mirror in one hand and pointing the dagger at my heart in the other, I kept comforting myself in my heart, it’s okay, just slash hard, and I usually chop zombies so neatly, and I don’t feel any pain...

The dagger approached C's chest a little bit, and he was gritting his teeth and stabbing forward a little bit. When the blade approached, his body subconsciously arched his back and held his chest. The posture of the chest, wanting to cry without tears--

Although I didn't feel any pain, I watched as I opened a big gash with the knife on my body, and the red and black flesh immediately rolled up, and then I had to put my hand into the cold and stiff muscle, rummaged through it, and finally picked out the bullet. --

I really can’t handle such a self-abuse thing QAQ

Or ask Jill for help?But I'm a little shy... Maybe I should be self-reliant, anyway, if I stick out my chest, I will be a big girl in 3 minutes!

I turned my face away and didn't dare to look at the ferocious mirror image in the mirror. I gritted my teeth, raised the knife and stabbed it hard into my chest. "Puff!" A small stream of red and black blood splashed onto the mirror like water, and then dripped down the mirror surface. Tick ​​tock dripping...

My hands and feet softened suddenly, I almost limply lay down on the ground, closed my eyes, and dragged down the handle of the knife ruthlessly, the blade slowly cut open the skin, obviously I had lost the sense of pain a long time ago, but at this moment I feel As if I really felt the unforgettable pain of the cold blade separating the skin!

"hiss"

The zipper of the tent was pulled down from the outside suddenly, I grabbed the clothes on the ground to cover my chest in surprise, Jill’s shapely figure blocked the entrance tightly, “Hey, Kaplan said, you may need my help ?” After a pause, she lowered her head and looked at the blood-stained dagger halfway into my chest in surprise, with a hint of warmth in her eyes, and sighed with emotion, “You stubborn guy!”

"Kang Dang"

Throwing the dagger casually, I rushed over and hugged her thigh in ecstasy, almost crying, Jill help me! !

Helen also came together, "I used to be a surgical nurse, I think I can help a little."--Although her expression was still full of fear, Helen tried to smile at me friendly.

At such a time, I stopped being hypocritical, and breathed a sigh of relief, pulled out the dagger and handed it to Jill, and Helen helped her. The two cooperated tacitly, and quickly took out the bullet and sewed up the wound.

After I finished, I put on my clothes. It was inconvenient for three people to squeeze into the small tent. Seeing the two of them busy cleaning up the blood stains, I walked out of the tent.

The wind at night picked up a strand of broken hair and brushed against my ears, I just felt refreshed, when people outside noticed that I came out, the conversation that was originally quite enthusiastic suddenly came to an abrupt end, and the eyes of several people flicked around me and then quickly Dodging, his expression seemed a bit...subtle?

I walked over to sit next to Kaplan in a daze, and poked his arm. He glanced at me, looked away in embarrassment, pointed to the tent I just came out of, and stared at him without saying a word. bonfire.

I looked over suspiciously, because the tent was brightly illuminated by the lights inside, and the outlines of Jill and Helen's figures were very clear, with breasts and buttocks...

I immediately realized that I was stunned, it was hard, hard, could it be that a group of big men outside watched me take off my clothes, pick bullets and put on clothes just now! ?

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Aww, my innocence, you abandoned me, gone forever!

I knelt on the ground, covered my face in shame and indignation, and Kaplan’s eagerly explaining voice came from beside me, "Don't worry, we all consciously didn't look much--"

Before the words finished, I was suddenly interrupted by an excited whistle. Kaplan and I looked up at the same time. Wade looked at me in amazement and blinked ambiguously, "I can't see it, Jane, you have such a good figure!"

Me & Kaplan: ...

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow ! !

"Jane, let go of Wade! He's going to be strangled to death by you!"

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Today's end-of-the-day survival journey is also very lively!

"Help! We are in the Wal-Mart supermarket near Central Park in Nickelodeon. There are more than ten of us, and we have been trapped here for many days. Who can save us! Help!"

Carlos turned off the radio, but the intermittent, desperate cries kept echoing heavily in the ears and hearts of each of us in the car.

For three months, we watched cities fall one by one, but there was nothing we could do.We tried our best to rescue every distress call that sounded on the radio, but there were always times when we couldn't make it in time.

Two days later we arrived at the supermarket where there were survivors. As an advance team member, I sneaked into the supermarket to make sure if there were any survivors, but found that there was no living person in the whole supermarket. Food, fresh blood all over the ground, and some broken limbs.

Standing there, surrounded by screaming hungry zombies.I am sadly sorry.If only they could hold on a little longer...

"Ow"

He whispered into the headset, and Carlos sighed regretfully through the headset, "Is it late again...Jane, come back."

"Ow"

understood.

As a zombie, I can't speak, I can only scream loudly.Although Kaplan devoted himself to teaching me English, I can read and write basically well after some cramming, but if I want to communicate on weekdays, I still need other methods.

Kaplan’s "Elementary Zombies and Human Communication Tutorial" carefully compiled by Kaplan clearly stipulates that one wail is "ok", and two wails are "no". It's "Aooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo""...

Generally speaking, if I quietly confirm that the survivors are still alive, I will make another call to tell Carlos who is guarding outside, and then kill most of the zombies without leaving a trace, and wait for Carlos and the others to come in. Everyone will kill the rest together Yes, save the survivors.

But before long, everyone will go their separate ways.If you want to survive in the last days, you will inevitably have to strengthen your vigilance and vigilance.My difference from ordinary people will be discovered after getting along with ordinary people for a long time.

Wasn't it a living example when I was with Knapp and Martin before?

After this incident, we have to be more careful, and when we get along with ordinary people, we will inevitably be alienated and guarded, and naturally we will not be able to get honest treatment from the other party.So when they met other teams, others naturally followed them.

Having said so much, I just want to say that after Alice and the others were forced to disperse and three months after the zombies broke out all over the world, the five-person survival team composed of Kaplan, Carlos, and Angel was no more than Only three people were added ==

One is an old acquaintance, Wade Black, our companion in Raccoon City; the other two are the young couple we rescued in the hospital.

Although on the surface I still looked carefree and indifferent, but since I parted ways with the big team again, I have seriously started to consider whether to leave them.

If I'm here, Carlos and the others have to worry too much, which will seriously affect the normal communication with other people.It can be said that as long as I am here, Carlos and the others will not be able to completely and harmoniously integrate into the new team.

Naturally they won't give up on me, but why am I willing to continue to drag them down?

The shoulder was knocked off, I turned my head, a female zombie wearing the clothes of a supermarket worker was looking at me blankly, I put my hand on the back of his neck, and when I exerted force, her head drooped feebly after a crisp "click" .

Throwing away the lost zombies, on the way down the elevator from the supermarket, I strangled to death about seven or eight zombies around me. If there are a few, the survivors will have more hope of living.

The elevator descended slowly, countless zombies wandered on the ground, the ground was covered with dried black blood, and the whole supermarket had been reduced to hell.

Looking across a row of food shelves, I thought that there was already enough food in the car, so I didn't go to collect it anymore—I must leave some for others.

To be honest with a cheeky face, neither food nor zombies are the biggest threats to our team.

food?Oh, come on, this is really a small case.Even a supermarket with plenty of food but infested with zombies is like a no-man's land for me, a real zombie.Every time before I go in, Carlos and the others make a list of items I need, and I just pick and choose and then move out.

Zombies?We drove off-road through small towns and avoided big cities. Even if there were zombies who didn't have long eyes blocking the way, Carlos was an experienced mercenary, and Jill was an excellent policeman, and they could be dealt with with one shot.

You mean Kaplan?Although that guy's marksmanship is not as good as the two of them's perfect marksmanship, his field survival experience is not as rich as Carlos's, and his driving skills are average...

Cough, of course it doesn't mean that he is trash.There is a specialization in the technical industry, and that guy's skills in electronics and mechanics are far behind my generation.

Before we were able to successfully rescue some people, it was only through Kaplan's continuous adjustment of the radio waves that we received their distress signals.

There are also small life detectors, infrared monitors, etc. that he made himself...

With the perfect combination of all intelligence and power, we can survive with ease in the zombie-ridden Resident Evil world.

After recovering from the daze, I realized that I had already reached the first floor. I casually glanced at the payment desk and paused. That was...

The author has something to say: It finally came out before 12:[-] _(:з」∠)_ I originally wanted to update a chapter of Hunter today, but I really don’t have time for the double update here, so I can only update it tomorrow, yes Wait for the hunter's pro to say sorry!Be sure to update tomorrow!Thank you justina, Fushengqin for mine~