Touching the knife is far more difficult than everyone expected. After all, people normally use both hands to pick up objects. This habit developed since childhood will not be something you can adapt to in a short time.
Especially for an elderly man like Zhao Yunhai, with his hands and feet tied, he was already exhausted, sweating profusely, and his body was sore even after searching randomly for a while.
There is no doubt that it is obviously impossible to replace people at this time. Let's not talk about whether the replacement can achieve the expected purpose. The sound of the corpse roar getting closer and closer is no longer allowed to survive. Did it.
"Uncle Zhao, don't worry. Listen to my command. Move your body two centimeters to the right. That's good. Then move your body one centimeter downward. Yes, that's it..." Seeing Zhao Yunhai groping aimlessly, Tang Xiaoquan knew. The only way to keep this going is to quickly export and guide him.
Under Tang Xiaoquan's guidance, Lao Zhao's exploration immediately changed. Although his movements were still not very neat, there was no big problem with his directionality.
For the survivors, the current knife-reaching operation is undoubtedly a racing competition. Will Lao Zhao take out the knife first and save everyone? Or are the corpses moving forward to eat the survivors?
Everything depends on the speed of Lao Zhao's movements.
Sweat rolled down his face uncontrollably like a stream, and Zhao Yunhai tried his best to control the tension and anxiety in his heart.
You must know that this is the first time for him to step onto the podium, and he has never been so at a loss when facing dozens of unfamiliar faces.
"Okay, Uncle Zhao, just stay in that position and pull hard!" Tang Xiaoquan stopped Lao Zhao's moving hands at the right time. After hearing his order, the latter quickly stopped his movements and grabbed Hu Xiaodong's hands. The trouser legs are pulled up hard.
The trouser legs moved upward little by little. Finally, after a few seconds of hard pulling, a brown leather sheath finally caught Tang Xiaoquan's eyes.
Suppressing the joy in his heart, Tang Xiaoquan understood that this was only the first step to escape. Unless he really escaped from this place smoothly, all the joy and excitement would be in vain.
so……
Bracing himself, Tang Xiaoquan continued to direct Zhao Yunhai downwards.
Drawing the sword was also not an easy task, but in order to survive, Zhao Yunhai still gritted his teeth and completed it.
At this point, the entire process of touching the knife took almost 80 seconds. Although the time itself was very fast, from the overall perspective, it was undoubtedly still too slow.
Stimulated by the blood and closest to the survivors, the dozens of zombies at the forefront of the zombie group were excited. They kept roaring and howling. If they also had language, then Tang Xiaoquan believed that at this moment they would no longer be doing anything for them. They are discussing with each other how to cannibalize their own side next.
"Qiangzi! Come here quickly!" In view of the urgency of the situation, Tang Xiaoquan did not dare to neglect, and quickly called his brother Wang Qiang to move to him. After all, Hu Xiaodong was in poor condition at the moment. In order to reduce the latter's burden, Tang Xiaoquan had to make changes. Human decision.
At this time, Wang Qiang was also anxious and didn't know what to do. After all, his hands and feet were tied, and he couldn't kill or escape. This feeling of sitting on the ground waiting for death, like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, made him quite frustrated and frustrated. Fire.
So after hearing his brother's call, he immediately moved over like a slippery loach, rubbing and slipping.
As for the position in which the cuts should be made next, these have been ignored in movies and TV shows in the past, so Wang and Zhao did not need any additional instructions from Tang Xiaoquan, they just consciously set up the positions.
Back-to-back, this posture itself is very uncomfortable, let alone having to perform difficult actions such as cutting hemp rope in this posture.
Fortunately, Tang Xiaoquan acted as an eye for Lao Zhao, otherwise Lao Zhao would have cut Wang Qiang's wrist if he couldn't protect him.
"Uncle Zhao, go down a little, yes, now the knife is more stable and goes in, hey! Wait! Go a little to the right, um, good! You can go in!"
You can hardly imagine how difficult this is. Not only does Lao Zhao have to bear the pressure from the zombies constantly approaching, but he also has to worry about not hurting Wang Qiang because of his negligence.
Under such huge pressure, Old Zhao's right hand holding the knife began to tremble uncontrollably, and the consequence of this was that the knife fell to the ground.
With the crisp sound of the blade touching the ground, everyone's hearts dropped to the bottom.
Lao Zhao was stupid. He knew his responsibilities better than anyone else, but he dropped the ball at this critical moment when every second counted and the lives of all his brothers mattered. This really made him...
"Uncle Zhao, stop standing there and pick up the knife quickly!" Seeing Old Zhao's stunned look, Tang Xiaoquan was really anxious. He didn't care about anything else at the moment, so he opened his mouth and shouted.
As a wake-up call, Tang Xiaoquan's shout was like a thunder, which made Zhao Yunhai, who was immersed in self-blame, tremble all over. Immediately, he subconsciously picked up the knife on the ground, and then without waiting for Tang Xiaoquan to give further instructions, Zhao Yunhai It was Wuzi who started operating it by relying on his memory.
I don't know whether it was because of Old Zhao's good memory or because of the surge of adrenaline. This time, Zhao Yunhai not only inserted the knife into the noose accurately, but also started cutting steadily.
"Crunch, crunch!" As the blade rubbed back and forth, the thick hemp rope was splitting and breaking at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, the two zombies that had arrived earlier almost crushed the survivors.
"Damn beast!" Seeing that a zombie was about to pounce on Hu Xiaodong, who was bleeding profusely, Wang Qiang, who was the closest, did not wait for the binding hemp rope to be completely cut, and jumped towards the walking corpse.
"Bang!" The forward momentum knocked the zombie down as expected, and Wang Qiang also fell to the ground due to the effect of inertia.
Hu Xiaodong was shocked when he saw this scene. Frankly speaking, when he saw the walking corpse rushing toward him, he was already ready to die.
After all, he has an unshirkable responsibility for causing the current situation.
So if his death could buy his brothers even a second of escape time, he, Hu Xiaodong, could rest in peace.
However... what greatly surprised Hu Xiaodong was that the person he was delaying to save actually gave up his own life at this very moment and chose to sacrifice his life to save his.
He struggled to stand up, but the tight rope and injured thigh were like two pairs of strong restraints, pinning Hu Xiaodong to the ground.
He had never felt so helpless, ashamed, or even useless as now.
In his eyes, the rotting figure had already climbed onto Wang Qiang's body silently, and it would only take one bite to kill Wang Qiang.
At this point, Hu Xiaodong became desperate and closed his eyes angrily. He understood that unless a miracle occurred at this moment, it would be impossible for Wang Qiang, who was bound hand and foot, to escape the fate of being bitten to death.
However, at this critical moment of life and death, Wang Qiang burst into the loudest shout in his life:
"ah!!!"
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