Leaving Feng Jing aside to keep sketching, the other five people began to discuss the lunch recipes.
To be fair, we also picked up Tongtong from home. This was also the happiest time of her day.
She usually can only hide at home alone. Only during meal time can she come outside and run around the pavilion.
She doesn't cry or make trouble, and she can comfort others. Everyone regards her as their darling.
Feng Jing also tried to persuade Xue Ning to take a break and accompany her, but he was rejected, and the others couldn't say much.
The laughter and laughter coming from the side were like wonderful accompaniment, allowing Feng Jing to compose a gorgeous movement on paper.
Happiness is always short-lived. After the lunch break, everyone regroups with new plans and a new beginning.
After listening to Feng Jing's explanation, everyone put forward their opinions one after another. After repeated discussions, the final plan was finalized.
After the tasks were assigned, the six people started to set up in the neighborhood.
"Inspection completed on No. 5!"
"Inspection No. 2 completed!"
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With the shouts, the preliminary work has been completed and the new tactics are officially launched!
"Go, Wang Tao!"
The four people were hiding behind a car. There were tables, chairs and other debris piled on the roof of the car, which looked shaky.
In less than a minute, Wang Tao had led the zombie army back. A car away, Feng Jing held his breath and looked back at the roof of a truck.
Suddenly, a red flag was raised. Feng Jing exerted his strength. Debris on the roof of the car rolled down, cutting the group of corpses into two sections. Some of them followed Wang Tao. There were zombies on both sides of the debris surrounding him.
The intersection left on both sides was too narrow, and at most two people rushed in side by side. The two people around Lu Xue also made noises, further scattering the group of corpses.
Seeing this, Feng Jing stood up and blocked an intersection, killing one, two, and a pair. He was so happy that he couldn't do anything to the zombies behind him.
Lu Bo and Xue Ning also followed suit, each guarding an intersection and constantly using obstacles to reduce the number of zombies.
"Beep——" a whistle sounded, "Xiaowan No. 6!"
Hearing the sound, Wen Wan turned her head and looked at the intersection where flag No. 6 was. She immediately stood up and ran over to get rid of the scattered zombies.
"Du——" "Xiaowan No. 2!"
She quickly found the location and rushed over again with a knife and shield. She found that there were more than a dozen zombies. She quickly pushed down the debris to block the intersection, forced the zombies in other directions, and looked for opportunities to kill the lone zombies.
"Du -" "Xue Ning No. 4!"
Xue Ning, who was fighting hard, did not hesitate, blocked the intersection, and rushed to No. 4 next to her to see off the zombies rushing over.
Just like that, as Zhong Ting blew the whistle, the four of them kept running around in various locations in the neighborhood, fighting when they could and hiding when they couldn't, making flexible use of obstacles and vehicles to constantly mobilize and disperse the groups of corpses.
Using the individual capabilities of several people as much as possible, several seemingly critical moments were easily resolved.
When Wang Tao ran around the entire D area, looking from a distance, there were only a few scattered zombies standing on the street.
After all were dealt with, the four of them continued to hide and wait for Zhong Ting's flag. With the red flag raised, Feng Jing stood up and began to attract zombies. When Wang Tao ran away, Xue Lu joined the battle.
The corpses were peeled off layer by layer like onions, then cut, crushed and digested.
This was the plan that Feng Jing and the other six made together.
Let the entire neighborhood become our battlefield!
"Poof!" Xue Ning pulled out the short knife from the zombie's chest and put the body down smoothly. Three consecutive whistles sounded. Looking back, she saw the green flag on the car was erected. She finally breathed a sigh of relief and leaned against the car to rest. .
"How about it, can you still hold on?"
Feng Jing came to the side and handed over a bottle of drink.
Xue Ning reached out to take it and drank half the bottle in one breath: "What? You still want to carry me back?"
Seeing Feng Jing's embarrassed look, she smiled and said:
"Huh? You really think that at such a young age, your mind is not pure.
Okay, I won’t kid you anymore, this level of intensity is not bad, but I am always mentally tense, leading zombies to jump around the car, which is a bit psychologically stressful. "
"I want to try everything Sister Xue said. How about we switch next time?"
Wang Tao came over and joined the conversation. He was the most relaxed among the combatants.
"You brat, you're starting to squeal now. Isn't it time to look sad at the beginning?"
"There's nothing we can do about it. Who's to say our lives are good?" Then he ducked to avoid Xue Ning's charged attack.
"It depends on whether you were still protective in the first place. You are angry now. Leave me alone. I can't bear it!" Feng Jing on the side spoke out in anger.
"Brother Feng——, don't do this!" Wang Tao, who was hiding behind Feng Jing, said while using Feng Jing's body to block the attack.
"Hey! Are you going to hit him or me?"
When the other three people saw this scene, their exhausted bodies and minds gradually relaxed. This kind of friendship established through life and death together was the most enviable.
After two battles, the street between Areas A and B was basically cleared. Crossing this street, the first goal set by the six people was already halfway completed.
At dinner time, everyone was a little excited when they mentioned this. More survivors would make the battle easier.
They felt it in today's battle. Although they were well prepared, it still brought a lot of pressure if it lasted too long. This was just a positional battle, and encounters were the time to test the team.
"Brother Feng, what are your plans for tomorrow?" Wang Tao has always been a pioneer in taking the initiative.
"After clearing areas A and B tomorrow and replenishing supplies, we will complete the task. Everyone has worked hard today."
"Then do you think we can find survivors tomorrow?"
Hearing this, Feng Jing was silent for a while, and Lu Bo on the side spoke directly:
"I'm so tired of seeing it! It's been half a month, and the water and electricity have been cut off. Can anyone really stay at home all this time? We cleaned up Area C and we didn't see anyone alive."
"There's no point in just guessing here. We'll know the result tomorrow, so take a good rest first!"
In the afternoon of the next day, the six people who had recovered well packed their equipment and started finishing work on areas A and B.
Dispose of the remaining zombies in the store, organize and replenish supplies, put urgently needed items in the trolley, and take them away when you return.
Entering Area B, Wang Tao took the lead and ran in front. He ducked and disappeared, which several people had become accustomed to.
After cleaning up one building after another, the situation found is no different from that in Area C. The corpses in the area are basically human, and they have been dead for many days. Occasionally, traces of survivors are found, and the results are not very good.
Several people's initial expectations turned into numbness, and they focused on exterminating the zombies, using Wang Tao's intelligence to clean up in an orderly manner.
After area B was cleared, a few monster attractors were still placed, the blockade was set up, and the six people went to area A across the street.
When the cleaning work was halfway through, Wang Tao ran over excitedly.
"Brother Feng, I made a discovery!"
"Don't be so pretentious, tell me quickly, what did you find?"
"I saw a sheet hanging out of a window in Building 14 with a distress message written on it."
"Did you see anyone?"
"I didn't see that."
"What about downstairs? Are there any traces of it being cleaned?"
"nor."
Hearing this, several people were a little disappointed.
"Little brother, I'm not talking about you. This is not the first time we've seen this. Last time, help leaflets were scattered downstairs in Area C. What happened? People starved to death in the corridor! What a waste of happiness."
"Brother Lu, I know this, but it just feels a little different this time. How about we go over and take a look first?"
It didn't matter whether he went early or late. The others had no objection and walked to Building 14 together.
When I came downstairs, I cleaned out a few zombies, and sure enough I saw a sheet completely unfolded outside unit 702, with "Help" and "SOS" written on it.
Several people entered the door and got ready on the first floor. Feng Jing knocked on the handrail.
There was no response, so the six of them went upstairs together, with Feng Jing in front and Lu Bo in the back.
Arriving on the 7th floor, the door of Room 702 was ajar, signaling Wang Tao and Xiaowan to continue upstairs to check. Feng Jing carefully opened the door and found that the door was blocked by various debris.
Knocking on the door, he could vaguely hear weak moans coming from the room. He looked happy. Just as he was about to push away the debris, he felt his clothes being pulled.
Looking back, he found Xue Ning pointing at the ground. Looking down, Feng Jing saw bits and pieces of black traces, which looked particularly like blood stains.
Giving her a reassuring look, Feng Jing moved away the debris and saw black marks on the floor indoors.
After looking around, he found nothing unusual and continued walking towards the bedroom where the sound came from.
Turning the corner, he saw the feet on the bed at a glance. The skin should be human. Feng Jing walked into the bedroom.
A young man was lying on the bed, his abdomen was simply bandaged with cloth, and the blood on it had long since dried.
He moaned from his dry and pale lips. When he saw someone coming, he tried to turn his head but failed. Some of the food packaging bags scattered on the ground were empty.
Seeing this scene, Xue Ning, who was behind Feng Jing, took the initiative to go forward for a check-up and took out the water cup in her bag to replenish the man's water.
Leaving Zhong Ting to help, Feng Jing exited the room and happened to meet Wang Tao and Wen Wan who had returned.
Pulling the two of them out of the door, he asked in a low voice: "How is the situation upstairs?"
"It's safe upstairs, all doors are closed."
"No other findings?"
Both shook their heads.
No one has cleaned it for a long time, and the ground has long been covered with dust. Several people are covered in corpses and blood every day, and the original color of their clothes cannot be seen. Who cares about the stains on the ground.
Seeing Feng Jing's expression of hesitation, he asked gently: "Brother Feng, what's going on inside?"
"There is a man lying on the bed. He must be weak from not drinking enough water for a long time and has injuries on his abdomen."
After listening to the end, the two understood Feng Jing's worries.
Judging from the man's call for help message, it was definitely not a self-inflicted injury. Since it was his injury, zombies could basically be ruled out. After all, they had never seen anyone who was immune.
The only possibility is that someone was injured. There are other survivors here. Whether they are dead or alive must be determined.
After all, no one can guarantee whether they will become the next target. Even if there is only one person, it is much more dangerous than a hundred zombies.
Unwilling to give up, Feng Jing followed the traces upwards until he disappeared at the door of 802 upstairs.
Continuing up to the top, he found nothing else. He returned to 802. It seemed that the survivors should be here.
Feng Jing leaned on the door and listened carefully, but there was no movement. He knocked on the door with his hand, but there was still no response. He had no clue and had to return to 702.
Xue Ning had already finished the inspection and came out, came to Feng Jing's side, and whispered:
"I just made a general inspection and found that his physical weakness is mainly caused by lack of water and food. The wound on his abdomen is not deep and has almost healed. Sister Zhong is left to take care of him for the time being.
After eating something to recover, you should be able to communicate normally. "
"He didn't say who stabbed him?"
"When I asked, he would just nod and shake his head, and I couldn't figure it out."
"Brother Feng, there's something wrong with this guy. My brother was injured and comatose. He can talk directly when he wakes up. I gave him water just now. There's no way he can't talk at all!"
Lu Bo looked stern and wanted to stop doing nothing, so he might as well end it all at once.
"Maybe he's wary of us, or he's too weak. Anyway, let's wait for him to recover first."
As a doctor, Xue Ning has seen patients in various situations, and Xue Ning gave conservative opinions.
"Okay, you and Sister Zhong stay here, be careful first, let's go clean up the zombies first."
Feng Jing didn't say much and led the other three people to continue the cleaning work.
Finding an opportunity to be alone together, Lu Bo advised:
"Brother Feng, do you want me to do it secretly?"
He made a gesture of wiping his neck and continued:
"We don't know anything about him. He needs to be taken care of by someone else just in case. At least two people will be needed. It will take him who knows how many days to recover from his condition. The remaining four people can't do anything.
No matter what, then you will make an enemy of us, and you won’t be sure when we will be punished. "
"I understand what Brother Lu said. Let's give him a chance to speak first." After saying that, Feng Jing patted Lu Bo heavily on the shoulder.
