The twilight is dim, the setting sun is like blood, and the golden-rimmed sunset between the buildings is now perfectly round and radiant, piercing the eyelids, like a dream, so unreal.
The last trace of the setting sun hit the ground and merged with the dim asphalt road. The golden light was bright and swallowed up the fertile sun.
Less than a hundred steps away from the gate of Sunshine Community, two figures were constantly fighting.
One of them was a young man in ragged clothes. He was holding a kitchen knife in his right hand, his eyes fixed on the front, his feet moving slightly, as if he was ready to take action at any time.
Opposite this man, stood a zombie whose upper body was covered with dark scales. It was grinning and roaring at its prey. From time to time, it showed its mouth full of fangs and claws, as if it would become ferocious in the next second. tear each other into pieces.
"Come on, why don't you go up?"
A mocking smile appeared on the face of the young man who was cautiously preparing for the battle. He suddenly straightened up his slightly bent waist and shouted loudly to the zombies in front of him.
Naturally, the zombie didn't understand what the young man was saying. He just thought it was a provocation towards him, and immediately roared, exerted all his strength, and quickly rushed towards the man's location.
As if anticipating the zombie attack, the young man stepped lightly, turned slightly sideways, and narrowly escaped the sudden attack.
When he was escaping, he didn't forget to pick up the kitchen knife in his right hand and slashed hard at the zombie's back.
This knife was struck very casually, not aiming at any vital points on the zombie's back. It was just slashed so casually, as if just making this action was enough, and it didn't seem to matter whether it could cause damage to the opponent.
The blade of the kitchen knife struck the scales on the zombie's back without any surprise. The sound of gold and iron intersecting could be heard endlessly. Another shallow white mark was added to the dark scales, echoing the previous white marks, like a painting. A messy picture.
"Ouch!"
Although the flesh on the back was not cut open by the kitchen knife, the failure of killing again made this soldier-level zombie furious. It did not understand why the same kind in front of it used that strange iron piece, and the fighting method was also very different from it.
"The fifth knife!"
Zhang Ning silently counted the number of attacks on the zombies in his mind, stepped lightly, quickly retreated from the zombies, and once again opened a distance of dozens of steps from the zombies.
He was like a bullfighter on the field, constantly dealing with zombies. When the opponent was killing them, he would choose a position to dodge sideways, and then seize the opportunity to slash at the zombies with his sword.
The killing of the zombies like the one just now has been carried out four times, and the knife marks he made on the zombies' backs have reached as many as four. Counting the first knife, Zhang Ning has already killed the zombies. Five white marks were left.
And in the process, he just didn't dodge in time, and the clothes on his chest were scratched by the sharp claws of a soldier-level zombie.
In fact, the zombie's claws had already touched his body, but due to the presence of scales on his chest, he avoided being torn apart.
The lungs were bulging, and a large amount of air poured in from the nose in two equal parts. After a pause for a few seconds, another breath was expelled from the mouth.
As someone who often went to the gym before the disaster, the breathing method of two inhales and one exhale is the breathing rhythm Zhang Ning often uses during exercise. This method
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It can effectively increase the retention time of air in the lungs, allowing oxygen to be better absorbed.
While dealing with zombies, he had unconsciously adjusted his breathing rhythm and adopted this more efficient breathing method.
Although the substance flowing in Zhang Ning's blood vessels is probably no longer hemoglobin, at least one thing is certain. In his current state, he still needs to breathe air.
So efficient breathing methods still apply to it!
However, the soldier-level zombies on the opposite side didn't seem to need to breathe air, and they didn't understand the energy supply principle. In short, the zombies' chests were not observed to rise and fall a lot.
But this is not important. As long as the zombies are not powered by nuclear reactors, they will inevitably become exhausted after several failed attacks.
Zhang Ning, who is the target of the attack, is naturally the most aware of the state of the zombies. Compared with the first killing speed and power, the speed and power of the killing were obviously much lower. This shows that the strength of the zombies is Physical strength is not unlimited, and there will be a moment when it is exhausted.
As long as the soldier-level zombie's physical strength is exhausted, Zhang Ning is confident that he will tire the opponent to death.
Every attack of the zombies almost used up all the strength of the whole body, but Zhang Ning's dodge only moved his steps slightly. In this comparison, no matter how strong the zombies are, they will fall to the ground due to the huge difference in physical exertion. Sorry.
But for Zhang Ning, this is just the safest way to fight.
After becoming familiar with the attack routines of soldier-level zombies, the young man with a kitchen knife in his hand began to change his previous way of dealing with enemies, which was mainly dodging, and gradually showed his aggressive side.
"when!"
Another unexpected failure, the kitchen knife slashed hard, and the sharp edge hit the dark scales, making a heart-stopping friction sound.
"The attack methods of this soldier-level zombie are too simple. It seems that apart from having eyesight, it is no different from those weak secondary infected bodies..."
Muttering secretly in his heart, Zhang Ning stepped lightly again and distanced himself from the zombies.
After these few battles, he has mastered the rules of killing zombies. It is actually very simple to avoid the killing of zombies, as long as he changes his direction the moment it jumps up.
Although the death-level zombies look extremely ferocious, in fact, as long as you ignore its appearance and overcome your inner fear, you can easily avoid its attacks.
However, because the vital parts of the zombies are protected by scales, it is difficult to damage them with just a chop with a kitchen knife.
After escaping the fifth killing of zombies, Zhang Ning began to intentionally move towards the secondary infected body not far away.
He was now completely sure that the dark blue tentacles similar to those on the back of his neck did not grow on the back of the soldier-level zombie's neck.
In other words, even if he is thrown to the ground by a soldier-level zombie and fights with the opponent in close combat, he will not be sucked dry by the opponent's tentacles.
The secondary infected bodies on the side did not pose any threat to him at all, and would not even have the idea of attacking him.
So for Zhang Ning, those secondary infected bodies that keep wandering around are the best human shields, which can be used to stop the killing of zombies.
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Zhang Ning quickly retreated and soon stood with one of the taller secondary infected bodies.
Zhang Ning is in front, and the secondary infected body is behind.
The soldier-level zombie was very angry after missing the attack. When he turned around and was about to attack again, he found that the same kind that was originally slippery and looked like a loach had been standing blankly in the distance at some point, waving at it.
The soldier-level zombies, who had no IQ, naturally couldn't tell what was going on. They roared angrily and rushed toward Zhang Ning in the distance like a tireless machine.
The same jump, the same kill, the same attack method.
The only difference this time is that the pawn-level zombies didn't miss the mark.
Naturally, the prey that fell into its arms could not be Zhang Ning. Zhang Ning had already dodged aside the moment the zombies took off, and the one who was thrown to the ground was the tall subordinate zombie behind Zhang Ning. Infectious body.
The secondary infected body has no eyesight. After being attacked by the zombies, it did not know what happened. It just subconsciously relied on instinct to fight back. It hugged the opponent tightly with both arms and opened its mouth wide at the zombies. He bit down hard on his shoulder.
Bai Sensen's teeth bit into the dark scales on his shoulders, which did not cause any harm to the soldier-level zombies, but it really angered them.
For the zombies, it was a huge insult that the usually timid and weak secondary infected body dared to attack them. Even if they turned around, they vented all their previous anger on the secondary infected body beneath them. on the infected body.
The sharp nails as sharp as knives dug into the neck of the secondary infected body, and the zombie began to tear apart almost crazily. Being a mutated zombie, it had amazing power, and it tore the unlucky guy underneath it to pieces in just a few or two strokes. .
But before the soldier-level zombie could howl happily, a strange feeling suddenly came from the back of its head, and after a moment it lost control of its body.
The dark blue tentacles are like ghosts appearing out of thin air, trembling gently in the evening breeze. The scarlet thread at the end is like a blooming flower of the other side, hanging upside down on the back of the head of the zombie.
The thread as thick as a hair had already sunk into the skull, and now it began to greedily suck the black liquid inside.
Although the overall situation has been decided now, the battle between the two ended with Zhang Ning's victory.
"Cool!"
Zhang Ning roared happily, seeming to vent the suppressed emotions in the battle just now. The tentacles were like a pump with full power, sucking the black liquid from the skull of the zombie zombie crazily.
A wonderful sense of satisfaction continuously came from the tentacles on the back of his neck, which was stronger than any previous time when he absorbed the secondary infection. He couldn't help but feel weak all over, and he wanted to lie on the ground comfortably.
But just when he lowered his guard and fully enjoyed the wonderful pleasure brought by the tentacles, another zombie with scarlet eyes walked out of the group of secondary zombies not far away.
There are no patches of dark scales on this zombie, only a few scattered around the neck, and the eyeballs are only scarlet in the pupils, not as complete as the soldier-level zombie Zhang Ning dealt with. scarlet.
It was obvious that this was a zombie that had just mutated.
But this does not prevent it from having the idea of attacking Zhang Ning...
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