Since the width of the wall was too narrow, Hu Xiaodong had to give up the idea of changing positions, and Wang Qiang, who was at the northernmost position in the team, naturally took on the important task of "pioneer".
He was holding on to the wall on the left with one hand and holding Wenquan Xin's machete in the other, moving forward slowly in an extremely ugly and weird posture.
This is destined to be a long and exciting journey. The roars and the tremors that constantly beat the walls always stir the hearts of the survivors.
Falling would mean death. Wang Qiang walked very carefully, but even so, the tremors coming from the soles of his feet from time to time still made him frightened and sweating.
The walking corpses are gathering at a speed that is visible to the naked eye. It is really hard to imagine how enthusiastic these beasts are to "join in the fun".
Because only a few minutes had passed, but the number of zombies under the wall had doubled!
What a spectacular scene this is, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a group of corpses dancing, but the current "hot" scene is no different from the survivors who are following the steps on the wall and moving forward with difficulty. A nightmare that goes deep into the bone marrow...
Every time Wang Qiang takes a step, he almost has to test it several times before he dares to take a step.
For a man with such an impatient temper, this was definitely a torment comparable to purgatory.
However, Wang Qiang did not show any complaints or annoyance about this, because compared to falling to the bottom of the wall and becoming a gluttonous feast for the zombies, moving forward at such a slow speed was obviously nothing.
"MD, I hope the quality of this wall is high. If it's a shoddy project, it would be a big joke!" Wenquan Xin muttered secretly. This was not a joke on his part, but his true thoughts in his heart.
Tang Xiaoquan followed closely at the end of the team. Wang Qiang's stopping and walking way gave him enough time to think about his next move.
Obviously, the wall is not a road. Although it is nearly a hundred meters away, for the current survivors, this distance is a drop in the bucket and is not enough to escort them to a safe location.
So there is no doubt that at the end of the wall, climbing and landing will become a problem that the survivors have to face, and this is exactly the problem that Tang Xiaoquan is worrying about.
The walking zombies follow closely to the side of the team like followers. They move when you move them and take pictures when you don't move them. They are definitely the most crazy and persistent "fans" in the world.
Compared to the madness of this group of "fans", what shocked Tang Xiaoquan even more was that these beasts actually stretched the "welcome" team several meters away.
So not surprisingly, when we reach the end of the stone wall, hundreds of zombies should already be there, and they should be ready for all related "celebrations".
"A turtle in an urn" suddenly flashed such a word in his mind. Although Tang Xiaoquan was unwilling to accept it from the bottom of his heart, the situation of being attacked from both sides was an indisputable fact.
The scorching sun was still raging mercilessly above the head, and the rising temperature continued to evaporate the little moisture left by the survivors.
Hu Xiaodong felt as if he was in the sweltering Sahara Desert. Although in reality, he had not been to such a distant place, but in terms of his current poor physical condition, he still deeply understood the so-called " "Survival in the Desert" is difficult.
He had to find a way to get rid of the pursuit of these terrifying "fans". Due to the stagnation of the team, Tang Xiaoquan stopped again.
He raised his hand to wipe away the sweat from his forehead, and then swayed it away.
But his actions, which were so ordinary that they couldn't be more ordinary, actually aroused the "crying of ghosts and howlings of wolves" from the zombies at the bottom of the wall. Acheng, who was in the center of the queue, was so frightened that he almost staggered and fell to the bottom of the wall.
"Be careful!" He reached out his hand at the right time to support Acheng's slumped figure, and Wu Chao squeezed out an embarrassed smile on his fiery red face.
"Thanks!"
His heart was beating violently, and it was clear that Acheng had not yet recovered from the thrill just now.
There is no doubt that if Wu Chao had taken action earlier at night, Acheng's life would have been...
Uncontrollably trembling, Acheng suddenly felt that the place he was standing on was not a simple stone wall, but a "wall of hell" that was related to all of their lives.
Above the wall is life, below the wall is death. Any mistake will make you fall into the abyss of eternal destruction.
Tang Xiaoquan was still thinking hard, because he found that it was impossible to get rid of the walking zombies before the team reached the end of the wall, unless of course you had super powers, could become invisible, or fly away... …
The steps suddenly stopped, and Tang Xiaoquan seemed to have thought of something. He turned his head suddenly, and his eyes quickly brightened.
"Wait! Everyone! Stop!"
Following a loud shout, the survivors stopped moving forward. They subconsciously turned their faces to one side and looked blankly at the initiator of the loud shout: Tang Xiaoquan.
The zombies also became commotion due to the strange cries of their prey, and in order to suppress their voices, Tang Xiaoquan had to raise his voice again: "Brother Hu, have you seen the balcony on the second floor? If we use the protrusion next to it The outdoor air conditioner unit should be able to climb into the house!"
As far as the eye could see, Hu Xiaodong easily saw the balcony that Tang Xiaoquan was referring to, and there was indeed an outdoor air conditioner fixed on an iron frame on the right hand side of the balcony.
Not only that, he also noticed that the windows on the balcony all opened wide, and they were not equipped with iron bars or other equipment to protect the safety of the room.
So as long as he successfully climbed to the balcony, this terrifying nightmare would be over immediately.
"Let's go! Let's go there!" Hu Xiaodong immediately agreed, but because he was too excited, there was a slight stutter in his words.
The queue made a 180-degree turn. Under the call of hope, the steps of the survivors who were still cautious before seemed to become lighter.
They came to the bottom of the balcony in a hurry, and then stopped.
Who goes first? For the current team of survivors, there is no need to discuss this. Hu Xiaodong naturally took off his backpack and bow and arrows, and handed them to Tang Xiaoquan beside him. Then he was the only remaining member of the team. A machete was inserted into the knife bag.
After all the preparations were done, Hu Xiaodong habitually spit into his hands a few times, and then rubbed them vigorously twice.
Perhaps sensing something strange about their prey, the roars of the zombies gathered at the bottom of the wall were even louder.
Hu Xiaodong took a deep breath without realizing it, then stretched his legs and jumped up...
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