On June 2, the sky was clear and the wind was warm. It was a good day to go out, but Feng Jing's mood lowered the comfort level of the environment.
A night's rest did not clear away all the fatigue points. Simple movements such as swinging and dodging were a bit jerky, even with his improved physical fitness. It is conceivable that Xue Ning and Wang Tao's condition will only get worse.
I’m going to work hard today!
This was Feng Jing's only thought.
After drinking the milk, the four of them sat down in the living room. The atmosphere was a bit depressing. Feng Jing clapped his hands and said, "Please be energetic, everyone. Didn't you sleep last night?"
No one responded.
Feng Jing continued, "How about we take a day off today and do it again tomorrow?"
The fat man immediately objected: "Just drinking milk drinks is not enough, and what we have left is enough for today. If it doesn't work tomorrow, can we continue to postpone it? I don't want to starve to death!"
After all, he didn't fight for half a day, so he spoke with force.
Feng Jing nodded approvingly and turned his gaze to King Xue: "What do you two say?"
Wang Tao nodded in agreement.
Xue Ning pondered for a moment: "I can do that too, but should we change our approach today?"
This is quite consistent!
Without giving anyone a chance to interrupt, Feng Jing hurriedly said; "We really need to change, we need to have someone dedicated to moving the corpses, cleaning up the lone zombies, and doing last-minute damage.
There are too many this time, and it is inevitable that some will be missed in the middle. I don’t want to get dumped while running, and the trip wires and obstacles must be restored in time for use later. "
After saying that, Feng Jing turned his eyes to Fatty and looked at him with trust: "Fat brother, you are strong, I will leave this task to you. If there are too many zombies, lead them to Building 9. There is still a blockade originally set up in the corridor. , it won’t be a problem to deal with a few of them, just be careful not to trip over the corpses!”
The fat man shook his head repeatedly: "No, I have a hard time going upstairs, and it was my first time doing it yesterday, so I'm not very familiar with zombies."
Feng Jing was a little disappointed: "Okay, Sister Xue and Wang Tao, you two will take turns to come. If you can't solve the problem, come and meet up. Give a loud warning in advance. Fat brother, if you hear the sound, go directly to help and don't worry about me!"
The three of them understood their respective tasks and came downstairs. Feng Jing suddenly slapped his forehead: "Sister Xue, we moved yesterday. Did you take the binoculars?"
After getting a negative answer, he then said: "Fat brother, take the two of them to the north gate to check the situation first. If there are any zombies, go back to your house and wait for me downstairs. If there are no zombies, tie these ropes to the small door in and out. , the access control cannot be used. This is the best position for us to stop zombies. Killing a dozen of them is easy.
I'll go find you after I get the telescope, and I have to go to your house to observe the situation. "
After waving to the three of them, Feng Jing turned around and headed to Building 9.
When I got home, I saw Tongtong sitting on the sofa as soon as I walked in, looking longingly at the pastries on the coffee table. She immediately turned her head when she heard the movement at the door.
"Hello, brother, I didn't eat it secretly. If you don't believe me, you can count!"
Feng Jing felt a sore nose, exposed his dimples and said to Tongtong: "Tongtong is the best! Why do you get up so early?"
"When I woke up, I just... couldn't fall asleep. Didn't mom come back with you?"
"Mom won't be back for a while, and I'll give you something to eat then."
"Don't treat me like a child. I know my mother is looking for me to eat. Tell her not to worry. I'm not hungry yet."
Feng Jing rushed over and hugged Tongtong in his arms, making Tongtong giggle.
After a while, he put her down, opened the pastry bag on the table, and took out the pastries.
"Come, eat with brother. Mom asked me to come back and have breakfast with you!" Feng Jing broke off half of it and put it in Tongtong's mouth.
Seeing Tongtong chewing it in small bites, he felt that the cake in his mouth was extremely delicious.
Then Feng Jing tried to persuade her, but Tongtong refused to open her mouth. Feng Jing ate another bag, took two bags and put them in his pocket, leaving only the last bag on the coffee table.
"Leave this bag for Tongtong. Eat it when you're hungry. After you're done, my brother will bring it back to you. You can have as much as you want."
Feng Jing picked up the binoculars and turned around to go out. When he heard "Brother, be careful" coming from behind, Feng Jing felt that the smell in the corridor was a bit unpleasant.
Feng Jing walked downstairs in Building 2 and saw three people sitting on the steps. He asked, "How is the situation at the north gate?"
"There is one in the security room. I have already disposed of it and tied it with a rope." Fatty answered proactively.
He gave the fat man a thumbs up and said, "That's good. Fat brother and I will go upstairs to observe. You two will wait for us downstairs."
When passing by Wang Tao, Feng Jing handed him the ax and shield.
At Fatty's home, Feng Jing and he took turns observing with binoculars, analyzing the situation in each supermarket one by one, as if he regarded him as his right-hand man.
After discussing with the fat man for a long time, they planned the route and made various plans. They were full of confidence before going downstairs to meet the remaining two people.
Arriving at the north gate access control area, Feng Jing arranged the positions of the three of them, and climbed over the automatic door with his hand.
Seeing the familiar body of the security guard at the gate, I sighed to myself: "I won't be able to use your good words, but it's a blessing for both of us that you didn't turn into a zombie and let me do it myself."
Outside the north gate, the once noisy streets were silent, but the figures wandering around were full of lifeless energy. Even though he had survived in the doomsday environment for many days, the impact of this scene was still so shocking that Feng Jing was unable to move for a long time.
Until there was a faint shout from behind, he regained consciousness and took the first step with difficulty.
With just one step, the zombies at the supermarket entrance on the right spotted him, and directly triggered the zombies next to him to rush over.
Feng Jing immediately turned around, possessed by Brother Xiang, and accelerated across the automatic door.
Facing the surging corpses, the four of them waved their weapons desperately through the small door.
Chopping with axes, stabbing with knives, and smashing with hammers, zombies were constantly being chopped down and pushed over. The narrow area seemed to be transformed into a meat grinder, and the corpses were gradually piled up in front of several people.
As soon as Feng Jing took off the left shoulder of the zombie in front of him, he found that there was a zombie stepping on the corpse of the same kind and trying to climb over the automatic door. He went up and overthrew it with a shield and quickly told everyone to retreat.
"Sister Xue is the first!" I looked back and saw that the fat man was running in front again.
He turned around and chopped down an overturned zombie with an axe. Seeing that more and more zombies were about to overturn, Feng Jing did not dare to show off and chased the three of them.
When he ran to the first line of defense, Fatty and Wang Tao were already standing on the left and right sides. Feng Jing nodded and turned to fight.
In order to relieve the pressure on Xue Ning, Feng Jing deliberately slowed down the pace of attack and defense. Yesterday, when the zombies gathered until each person was attacked by two zombies, he immediately retreated. If this situation occurs today, he will continue to hold on for a few seconds. This also made the battle dangerous from the beginning.
Standing in the front, he faced more than two zombies almost all the time. It was Wang Tao who took action from time to time to share the pressure for him.
In contrast, Fatty was very cautious, concentrating on dealing with the zombies in front of him, and seemed hesitant to take up positions.
This also forced Feng Jing to spend more energy paying attention to his position and try his best to look after Wang Tao.
After surviving dozens of thrilling seconds, seven or eight bodies would be left behind on each line of defense. After that, the three of them would have to retreat in a hurry.
The absence of one person brought about a sharp increase in physical exertion. Retreating to the west side of Building 13, Xue Ning came from behind to replace the sweaty Wang Tao. The nearby terrain was conducive to her performance.
Constantly looking for opportunities for zombies to be alone, Xue Ning had a higher killing efficiency than Feng Jing, stabbing one at a time, turning the precarious situation into an instant.
Feng Jing only needed to stay in a place where the zombies could easily pass, and he didn't have to worry about leaving it to her side. He could also take advantage of this gap to recover some strength.
Retreating to Building 5, Wang Tao came to replace him, and Xue Ning went to hide in the building.
Just as several people were slowly adapting to the retreat rhythm, the fat man on Feng Jing's left suddenly took two steps back, suddenly exposing his side.
Feng Jing, who was still wielding a shield with his left arm to block the zombies, was staggered by the sudden impact. Just as he was about to turn his head and direct the fat man to control the distance, he saw a scene that made his eyesight split. A zombie lowered its head towards him. Biting his arm, the fat man who was originally in this position was hesitantly stepping back.
He didn't have time to breathe, so he hit the zombie's face with a horizontal elbow from his left arm and felt a sharp pain at the same time.
"Wang Tao, retreat!"
Wang Tao, who discovered that something had happened, quickly gave up on the zombies in front of him, bent down and rushed over, using his shield to knock away the zombies in front of Feng Jing, and then retreated together.
After retreating two lines of defense in a row and putting a little distance away from the corpses, Feng Jing asked the fat man who was resting on his knees from a few meters away: "What happened just now?"
The fat man murmured: "Two zombies were attacking me just now. I chopped down one of them. When my legs went weak... I ran away when I heard you shouting 'Retreat'."
"Okay, next time you have something to tell me, listen carefully before you act. Fortunately, I'm fine!" After saying that, he shook his arm to show that he was fine. Feng Jing then asked, "Are you still holding on? Do you need to change?" Go down and take a rest?”
The fat man, who had been looking forward to it for a long time but had never found a chance to speak, immediately responded: "It will be my turn later. I'm afraid there will be another problem and it will drag you down."
After nodding in agreement, Feng Jing continued to face the charging zombies, but this time, the distance between him and the fat man widened intentionally or unintentionally, and he focused more on his left side.
After persisting until Building 13, Fatty was replaced by Xue Ning who came over, and the feeling of running smoothly finally returned.
The three of them work together in perfect harmony, covering, filling in, advancing and retreating, and dividing up as if they were in perfect harmony. Killing zombies is like chopping up melons and slicing vegetables!
Looking back, the fat man was gone. Feng Jing asked, "How is your physical strength? Can Sister Xue estimate how many zombies there are?"
Xue Ning dodged and avoided the zombie's frontal attack. He raised his shield and stabbed and pulled with the knife in his right hand. The zombie's temples burst out with liquid and fell to the ground instantly. He continued to rush towards the next zombie and replied with ease: "A few more. There is no problem with the round, there are less than fifty zombies left, and one round trip is enough."
After knocking down one of the two zombies in front of him and holding the other with his shield, Feng Jing looked at Wang Tao, who had been silent since Fatty joined him: "How are you? Have you eaten the pastries I gave you? Can you still hold on?" "
"After eating, my body was a little sore, but now it's numb."
Wang Tao had just hammered down one, and seemed to have lost his temper after speaking. Another zombie rushed towards him from the side. Although he pushed it with his shield, he was still knocked to the ground.
"Sister Xue, take over!" After giving the zombie in front of him an ax, Feng Jing hurried over to rescue him.
Xue Ning, who was able to kill the zombies in front of her in one more moment, gave up immediately, covered her body with a shield, ran to where Feng Jing was just now, and stabbed the chest of the zombie who wanted to chase Feng Jing with a knife.
At this moment, Feng Jing had rushed to Wang Tao's side and saw that he was pinned down by the zombies. He used a shield with his left hand to block the zombies' bites, and he hammered the zombies randomly with his right hand.
Feng Jing flipped his wrist, and the ax drew a semicircle. The ax blade cut along the zombie's neck. You could even hear the friction sound of the ax and the shield contacting each other. It directly split the zombie in two. The head flew up and the body was thrown out.
"Sister Xue, retreat!" Feng Jing pulled up Wang Tao, turned around and rushed towards Xue Ning.
She was struggling to hold on under the siege of three zombies. When she heard the voice, she immediately retreated and passed by Feng Jing.
Feng Jing used his instantaneous explosive power to knock over one of them, and swung his ax to chop down the other one as a delay. He gave up on the last one and turned around, and the zombies behind him quickly surrounded him.
