Cowardly little zombies just want to live

As the convoy gradually entered Philadelphia, Xie Yulou picked up the intercom and said, "No enemy was found."

"Got it." It was Shen Sinian's voice.

Poolside fidgeted, anxiously looking out the window at the empty street.

From the moment he crossed the Philadelphia border, he'd sensed an agitated smell, not a real smell, more like a signal that made poolside uncomfortable.

"What's wrong?" Xie Yulou looked sideways at him.

Poolside looked at him and shook his head.

He doesn't know how to describe it.

Xie Yulou took a deep look at him, then looked away and looked out the window.

The city was very empty, with no one to be seen, it was like an empty city.

But everyone in the convoy felt the ubiquitous peeping at the same time, quiet and weird, making hair stand on end.

The convoy moved forward slowly. Their initial thought was to see if they could contact Fan Jing here. If not, they had to go to the Municipal Art Museum to settle down first.

Because according to Shen Sinian and Tong He's research, the distance between the Art Museum and Luofeng Pagoda is far enough, and it is easy to defend and difficult to attack. It is a good hiding place. If Fan Jing really brought survivors with him, he would probably choose this place as well. stronghold.

The Luofeng Pagoda is a place they don't want to approach at all for the time being, because it is very likely to be the residence of the zombie king in Philadelphia.

Everyone was silent, even the sound of breathing was very small.

Looking forward by the pool, you can see the towering Luofeng Pagoda from a distance, so tall and majestic.

It once represented the brilliant achievements of human civilization, but now, on its spire, there is an evil banner belonging to another kind of creature.

Five minutes later, Shen Sinian's voice came from the walkie-talkie: "There is a signal, the other side said the survivors are in the art gallery."

It really is an art museum!

This was exciting news, but Shen Sinian's voice sounded a bit heavy.

Xie Yulou frowned, picked up the intercom, and asked, "Are you sure it's Fan Jing?"

Poolside and Fatty were shocked, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on their backs.

Not only the two of them, but everyone who heard this felt horrified.

If it wasn't Fan Jing who sent the news, who would it be?

Could it be that Fan Jing was not the one who sent them distress signals all this time?

Shen Sinian replied: "It's a dedicated frequency for special forces, but it can't be sure that it's Fan Jing himself."

Xie Yulou was silent, the fat man was driving the car, his forehead was covered with sweat.

Chipan looked sideways at Xie Yulou, and asked in a low voice, "Then what should we do now?"

"Go." Xie Yulou did not hesitate.

And in the intercom, Shen Sinian's voice came at the same time: "My suggestion is in the past. We planned to go to the art museum. No matter whether the survivors have been controlled or not, no matter whether this is a trap or not, we have to go here." one trip."

The voices of "received" from everyone in the team came from the intercom.

Poolside bit his lower lip, frowned and looked out the window.

In fact, for him, the buildings here give him a sense of belonging more than other cities.

Seeing those familiar buildings passing by, Poolside suddenly paused.

He suddenly turned his head to look at Xie Yulou, and said, "There's something wrong here!"

Xie Yulou frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Look at this!" Poolside tugged at his arm, making him look out of the window on his side.

Pointing to an alley between residential buildings, he said, "There weren't so many old books here before!"

Xie Yulou took a closer look and found that there were piles of old books piled up in that alley, like a hill, all of them were dictionaries of large tomes, the kind commonly found in libraries.

Blessed in his heart, he immediately looked around.

Then, he discovered that on this street, almost every 20 meters to 50 meters, there will be such a mountain of books.

Some "mountains" are very small, with only a dozen books stacked on top of each other, while others are very large, with dozens or hundreds of books.

The arrangement of these books seems to be out of order, but it is actually a series of special codes. After deciphering, they constitute the three words that have been repeatedly emphasized!

"This is..." the fat man was dumbfounded.

Xie Yulou nodded: "The mark left by Fan Jing."

Then he took the intercom and said to everyone: "Fan Jing is in the library."

The convoy is now on its way to the art museum, and turn left at the next intersection, which is Library Street, and 2000 meters inward, is the library!

"It seems that the one who sent us the signal just now was really not Fan Jing." Shen Sinian's voice was very heavy.

Xie Yulou let out a "huh", then threw the intercom to the poolside, and jumped forward to the passenger driver. The fat man immediately understood and changed places with him.

Chipan watched in amazement as the two of them skillfully exchanged driving rights, and gained a new understanding of Fatty's flexibility.

"Can't tell." The fat man turned his head and smiled at the poolside.

Poolside nodded.

Fatty: "...you should be polite."

Chipan smiled shyly, it was so soft that it was easy to bully.

Xie Yulou looked at him from the rearview mirror, slightly raised the corners of his lips, and said, "Sit down, I'll take you racing later."

"Drag racing?" Chipan wondered.

Then the next moment, he heard a loud noise two streets away from here. It seemed that something huge had collapsed, and the entire ground of Philadelphia seemed to tremble!

At the same time, Xie Yulou slammed on the accelerator, and the car rushed out like off-string. All the cars behind them accelerated at the same time, and they turned in an orderly manner towards the library street on the side.

Poolside tightly gripped the handrail of the car roof, and his heart was about to jump amidst the hum of the huge engine.

He looked in the rearview mirror in a panic, Xie Yulou's quiet face did not fluctuate at all, but if you look carefully, you will find the deep cruelty and madness in his deep eyes.

Xie Yulou wasn't as kind as he appeared, Chipan thought distractedly.

The fat man took a deep breath, leaned on the seat a little weakly, stretched out his hand to grab the armrest, and cursed weakly: "That small building looks so fragile, it's really hard to push it down!"

It turned out that since entering Philadelphia, Fatty had already followed Shen Sinian's plan before departure, and began to destroy the ten-storey shopping mall two streets away from the art museum.

No wonder he sweated so much just now, it turned out that he was not as scared as the poolside, but tired.

It was also this time that Chipan had a clearer understanding of Fatty's abilities, and he seemed to be stronger than in his previous life!

only......

Looking at Xie Yulou by the pool, his heart suddenly felt a little stuffy. Why hasn't Xie Yulou's ability appeared yet?

He is obviously the strongest, but now he puts all the pressure on his brother. Although he doesn't say it, he must be very sad, right?

The car swayed violently, and Xie Yulou drifted, knocking and flying a zombie that suddenly rushed out in front of him.

The zombie was thrown away alone, and the smelly black plasma was sprinkled on the flower bed by the roadside.

Xie Yulou didn't stop, and continued to drive forward, and soon the car stopped at the door of the library.

The library door was wide open, as if waiting for them to enter.

Xie Yulou didn't slow down, and rushed straight into the library, followed by the motorcade behind him.

After all the cars came in, the soldiers who came down first closed the door of the library, and three tanks blocked the door heavily.

At the same time, a tall and straight figure came out from behind the huge bookshelf.

"Team Fan!" The members of the former special forces were all pleasantly surprised.

Poolside looked at him curiously.

It was a young man with good-looking facial features. Although he was not as delicate as Xie Yulou, he was still rare and handsome.

And the most outstanding thing about him is not his face, but his temperament.

If you have to describe it, Chipan would think he is like a silent ancient city.

It's just that no matter how silent the city is, seeing so many comrades-in-arms and compatriots, I still can't help but relax.

He nodded to everyone, then turned his gaze to Xie Yulou, and said hoarsely, "Boss, brothers..."

He had brought three special forces soldiers before, all of whom had died.

Xie Yulou walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Thank you."

Fan Jing's eyes were red.

He didn't talk nonsense anymore, and said directly: "The survivors are in the basement, I'll take them out."

Shen Sinian and the others also came over, stood beside Xie Yulou and Chipan, and looked in the direction Fan Jing left.

Three minutes later, Fan Jing came back, followed by 3 survivors!

The army is the safest and most reliable place in human hearts at any time. Therefore, the survivors almost shed tears when they saw such a large group of soldiers wearing camouflage.

Chipan noticed that there was a very beautiful young man among them. The young man was more beautiful than everyone he had ever seen, and he was an indistinguishable beauty.

And the young man looked different from other survivors, he seemed a little calmer.

Looking at these lively compatriots, everyone in the temporary suppression team felt relieved from the bottom of their hearts, and even Shen Sinian's eyes turned red.

The poolside was also a little excited, he felt this kind of joy!

This feeling of finding compatriots in a desperate situation may only be understood by personal experience.

After appeasing the survivors, the sergeants took out the fresh food they had brought and distributed it to everyone.

Fan Jing took a sip of water, took another bite of bread, and said, "Philadelphia's infection rate is very fast. Almost half of the city fell on the night I came. Then I came here and met them. At that time The outside has been surrounded by hordes of zombies, we can't get out at all."

"There are food reserves in the library, but not many. We only guarantee the minimum energy input every day, but even so, we can't survive for a few days. Fortunately, you are here."

Everyone's hearts are heavy.

Shen Sinian asked him: "Did you send the distress signal before? How many times?"

"It's me. I posted it twice, but I couldn't post it after that. That's why I arranged those books on the street just in case." Fan Jing frowned: "What's wrong?"

Shen Sinian nodded: "That's right, when we entered the city just now, we received a signal in your name, telling us to go to the art museum to rescue the survivors."

"Museum?" Fan Jing's face changed: "That's the king's lair."

Shen Sinian immediately said: "King? Is that thing already a zombie king?"

Fan Jing nodded: "It is self-proclaimed, and the flag on the top of the tower is also put up by it."

"How did it get up there?"

Fan Jing: "I don't know, he is a monster who doesn't like to show his face very much. What I can be sure of is that his evolution level is much higher than mine."

Shen Sinian and Tong He sensitively sensed the meaning of his words, and asked him: "How far has it evolved? You also got supernatural powers, right?"

Fan Jing nodded: "Yes. But I don't know what my abilities are. It seems that I can only grow wings and breathe fire."

Everyone was surprised and delighted, this ability sounds very powerful.

Chipan subconsciously glanced at Xie Yulou, and Xie Yulou was also a little surprised, but Chipan could see something similar to "envy" from his unchanged expression.

How should I put it, it's just...a bit pathetic.

Chipan pursed his lower lip, then carefully touched Xie Yulou's hand.

Xie Yulou paused, and then took advantage of the situation to hold the poolside.

They were standing very close to each other, and their movements were small, so no one noticed their small movements.

Shen Sinian asked excitedly: "Apart from you, does anyone else have supernatural powers?"

"Yes." Fan Jingchong raised his chin among the survivors who were eating, and said, "The one who looks the best is called You Songyan. He has a strong sense ability and can shoot accurately, but because of limited bullets and firearms. , so his current weapon is a slingshot."

Tong He was startled: "Slingshot? Accurate shooting?"

"It can also be said to be tracking ability." Fan Jing explained: "As long as he wants to, then what he throws in his hand will definitely touch the person he wants to touch."

This ability seems to be more against the sky than Fan Jing's!

Tong He was shocked: "That is to say, if he can use firearms proficiently, then he is equivalent to a sniper without mistakes!"

Everyone looked at You Songyan.

Fan Jing also looked over, and said softly, "Let him eat first, he has eaten less than me these two days."

Xie Yulou and Fatty looked at each other and smiled.

Poolside was a little puzzled, but he didn't have the nerve to change the topic and ask.

Shen Sinian looked away: "Is there any other information that I can provide?"

Fan Jing nodded: "In the past few days, I will occasionally go out at night to arrange those books, and then I find that the group of zombies all obey the orders of the king, and the king is a thing in a cloak. the difference."

"Another point is that the king is very unscrupulous in the city. I don't know why it didn't attack us, but I'm sure it knows our existence."

Shen Sinian frowned, thinking deeply.

Fan Jing glanced at the group of survivors who were eating, and then said: "Also, You Songyan could sense the king's breath before, and the king has always been in a relaxed mood. But today the king is uncharacteristically, it seems I'm afraid of something, it's a bit of a readiness, maybe I know you're coming with equipment."

Chipan's heart skipped a beat, and an idea gradually became clear in his mind.

The "king" is afraid!

In the previous life in Philadelphia, this zombie was always afraid of something, but in this life it was too high-profile.

Poolside had had a lot of speculation before to rationalize the change, but now, he seems to be getting a little closer to the truth.

Whether the "Wang" will be jealous seems to have a lot to do with whether the suppression team comes to Philadelphia.

But in the previous life when the suppression team didn't come, Wang was always low-key and fearful, but in this life before the suppression team came, Wang was very relaxed!

So the only variable in this seems to be Chipan himself!