Therapeutic Survival [End Times]

The ten-member team spread out, with the two main players walking in the front, Zhang Mao and his son Xiao Zhang on the left and right, and the rest in the middle, advancing quickly in formation.

Sure enough, there are a lot of zombies gathered here. Some of the wandering around were attracted by the sound of the engine. Since getting off the car, they have killed no less than [-] zombies. Most of the kills were on the two main forces. These two people have obviously killed a lot. Zombies are very accurate, basically one knife at a time, and they can still maintain their positions when they are attacked by groups. As a civilian, it is quite good.

But in Song Yichi's eyes, he was not enough. As a healer, he was pulled in the middle of the team by an intermediary. After he was completely free, he began to be picky about the people in front of him. After a while, he felt that there were too many extra actions and he was dragging his feet. It was better for Shu Han to make a steady move Be ruthless; after a while, that man is bulkier than a bear, not as flexible as Shu Han, and the cousin next to him is even more clueless, holding a supernatural sword in vain.

After the evaluation, Song Yichi felt that comparing these with someone like Shu Han who had obviously been professionally trained was simply masochistic.

Then suddenly realized, why is it Shu Han again?He couldn't count how many times the name passed through his mind inadvertently, and he didn't know whether this person was still in the safe zone.Every time Shu Han speaks, he cares about every detail, and if he listens too much, he will be nagging, but sometimes, apart from the interest relationship, only those who care about you are willing to spend time nagging.

"I heard from the agency that you are Doctor Song who bandaged my son's leg injury that day? I didn't go with you at the time, so I missed the opportunity to thank you in person."

Song Yichi turned his head and saw that it was Yang Feng, "You're welcome, you should." The other party obviously came to talk to him, so he put away his attention from other people for the time being, smiled politely, and said hello.

"It's rare for people with healing abilities to work in the medical station. I wonder if Dr. Song plans to go out of the safe zone often?" The intermediary said that the other party has healing abilities, and they haven't formed a team yet, so they can try to win them over, but Yang Feng is very self-aware. , he didn't think that relying on the small team would be able to attract people, and it was the first time he met Song Yichi, so he just had a casual chat, and he wasn't going to take advantage of it all.

Song Yichi nodded, he didn't say anything, and he didn't say anything, he only said that he wanted to see his family's time.

Yang Feng understood, with his family around, and Song Yichi's ability to heal, he didn't need to go out and work hard to live a good life.After chatting a few more words to end the conversation, they walked to the front to open the way. The three supernatural beings moved a lot faster together.Song Yichi also pulled out the knife that had been with him for a long time to help clean up the zombies on both sides.

If you haven’t seen the power, you don’t know it. Only after seeing it, you find that it’s better to have a long weapon. As long as you have a good eye and quick hands, you can kill zombies from a distance without worrying about staining your clothes.

They fought all the way to the entrance of the village, and did not enter the village in a hurry. Instead, they slaughtered all the zombies that had been attracted to avoid emergencies and had no way out.

The villages in the mountains are small, not as big as the ones near the county seat. According to the members of the team members, there are less than [-] households in their village. The ancestors have lived here for generations, but they have built nearly [-] houses.The team is in groups of three, with ten rooms in each group, and the intermediary stays outside to keep watch, so that they can look at the materials found by the way.

Song Yichi was naturally assigned to Zhang Mao and his son.

The house they entered was a small two-story building. The courtyard door hung crookedly on the ground. Something was stuck to the door panel and the wall. It was dark and the door latch was broken in two. It was obvious that it was directly hit by a strong external force. It's open.

As far as Song Yichi knew, even a big-headed zombie couldn't have such great power.His scalp tightened for a while, and he felt that the situation in this village might not be as simple as his teammates described, and the supplies would not be as easy to obtain as Zhang Mao expected.

Song Yichi, who was accustomed to acting alone, secretly guarded himself, holding the knife in his hand, and walked slightly sideways, taking every step very cautiously.

In Xiao Zhang's view, this cautious look is timid. After he was afraid of zombies at the beginning, he gradually adapted to killing zombies with supernatural powers. In the room with the side door open.

"Don't dawdle, you go over there quickly, I'll come here, eh!"

Before Song Yi could stop his reckless behavior, he smelled a pungent fishy smell, covered his mouth and nose with his hand, and panted with his mouth instead.

Xiao Zhang, who went in boldly, didn't care that his back feet were still outside, turned around and ran out with his body crooked, and vomited at the base of the wall. Zhang Mao, who had already walked to the other side, hurried over to help Xiao Zhang pat his back. Unscrew the water bottle and hand it over.

Song Yichi glanced from the door, the blood everywhere was not enough to describe the horror inside the house, the blood splattered on the wall turned into a horrible dark brown after drying, the smell of rust and corruption filled every corner, if it wasn't for winter, I'm afraid it could be smelled outside the courtyard See.The corpses on the ground were almost completely shattered, and there was not much left. The blood and bones were mixed together, and it was really hard to tell the difference. Dr. Song, who was used to seeing corpses, couldn't help grinning.

The blood had already dried up, so he didn't want to step on it, so he just counted roughly based on the characteristics of the remaining bones with his eyesight. There should be three corpses, maybe a family of three.

Song Yichi retreated to the courtyard and put a question mark in his heart, wondering what the hell had been here, he was sure it wasn't an ordinary zombie, at least not a big-headed one.

"There's something wrong here, we can't be careless in the village." Song Yichi said.

"Everyone in the room was..." Xiao Zhang retorted intentionally, and couldn't help feeling nauseated when he opened his mouth. He quickly covered his mouth and muttered, "Anyone who is not blind knows that there are zombies here, so you need to tell me."

Song Yichi refused to comment on Xiao Zhang's words.

Except for this house, the other places in the courtyard are well preserved. The three of them searched it in a short time. The team only needs food and medicine, clothes, quilts and other things that take up space and are worthless. They move them out and put them in the middle of the village. For the record, they continued to search other yards.

During the period, I also met people from the same team, and there were four other residents in the same way. The corpses were smashed and blood flowed all over the ground, and they were almost eaten up. Some people suspected that the beasts in the mountains entered the village after the zombies left.

Song Yichi found a fire chopsticks in a certain kitchen. It was used to poke a fire in a very old-fashioned wood-burning stove. It was a finger-thick iron rod with a blunt end on one end and an ear-shaped handle on the other end to hold it.Song Yichi put away the knife and tried it with the chopsticks on fire. It wasn't bad for killing zombies, but the hand was quick, otherwise it would be easy to trap.

Later, they saw a small house at the village chief’s house. They broke the chain lock and opened it to see that there were many bags of 50-jin rice. I saw a bunch of small airtight bags on the shelf of the agricultural tools, the insides were opaque and the outer packaging had no labels, and when I touched the seeds one by one, Song Yichi guessed that they might be seeds, but I didn’t understand anyway, so I just collected the space and took them back when no one was paying attention. Besides.

"Well, it's finally the last one..."

Since there were still zombies in the village, it took more than two hours to finish the walk. Searching for supplies was very boring, and he ran back and forth several times. Xiao Zhang lost the energy he had just got off the car and walked slowly.

He thought indignantly, isn't he a supernatural person? Why do he still have to do this? This is the first time he has moved so many things. not coming.

Usually at home, Zhang Mao and his wife would be reluctant to do any work for him, and Zhang Mao took the initiative to take care of many of his own affairs, fearing that his son would have to work hard.Seeing his son listless now, knowing that he was tired, he asked him to wait at the door and watch, while Song Yichi and himself went in to find something.

Xiao Zhang rested leaning against the door of the room, thinking about how to find a cool and handsome job suitable for the status of a supernatural person, and completely forgot Zhang Mao's instructions to let him relax. He didn't notice that there was a The zombies, attracted by the sound, approached themselves against the wall on the side of the yard.

When he heard the sound, the roaring zombies had already come out of the corner and rushed straight at him.

"Ah!" Xiao Zhang yelled in fright at the zombies rushing to his face, and ran into the room where Zhang Mao and the others were in a panic, but stumbled over the threshold and fell into the mud.

The zombie flew into the air, and also lay on the ground, just lying on Xiao Zhang's lap.Xiao Zhang's mind was blank, his eyes were full of fear, he couldn't even stand up, he was kicking and kicking on the ground with his legs to back up, but the weight of an adult zombie, how could it be so easy to shake off.

"Help, Dad, Dad! Help me!"

Zhang Mao was shocked when he heard the yelling. When he came out and saw his son being thrown down by the zombie, his eyes were red with anxiety.He is just such a son, who is usually as precious as an eyeball. If Xiao Zhang hadn't been desperate to come this time, he would never have thought of taking him out.

Song Yichi ran out after him, sending the zombies away with chopsticks.I went back to check Xiaozhang. Fortunately, the zombies had no intelligence, they were just grabbing blindly. In addition, they were dressed in winter clothes and were not injured, so I felt relieved.

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