Judging by the markings, these are the most common survivors.
This made Chen Fei very surprised. As an ordinary survivor, he could survive until now. After ruling out the possibility of being lucky, there must be someone who is better at planning, or a little clever.
Go over and take a look....
After thinking for a while, Chen Fei decided to go over and take a look to satisfy his eager curiosity...
The curiosity of ordinary people can be directly classified as seeking death.
But Chen Fei's curiosity is different. It can be classified as curiosity.
The fundamental factor that determines the difference between the two is strength!
Just like that, Leader Chen, who just decided to maintain his strong character, put away the aircraft and returned to the ground with his feet...
Because of the simulated ring, Chen Fei could walk among these stiff-moving zombies as if nothing had happened, walking towards the location where the zombie radar detected survivors.
With the current weather temperature, heating is a big problem.
Fortunately, there were no other survivors in the entire town. If they wanted to stay warm without coal, they could burn some wooden tables and chairs, which would always allow them to survive the winter.
In the darkness, a little fire flickered in the cold wind...
hiss.....
The figure holding the torch suppressed his voice and gasped, as if he was afraid that his voice would be too loud and attract the attention of the surrounding zombies...
After inserting the homemade torch into the gap in the wall, the man quickly ran to the courtyard, shoveled some coal with a shovel and put it into the iron bucket. Then he carried the iron bucket with some difficulty and entered the building behind him. Under construction.
After an interval of about five minutes, the figure came out again. After going back and forth four times, he took away the torch and closed the iron door.
The gender of the person reflecting the light of the torch cannot be determined because he is too tightly wrapped, but based on the bulkiness of his clothes, he can roughly infer his thin figure.
The man first locked the iron door inside, and after confirming it repeatedly and carefully, he turned and walked towards the other downward iron door at the corner, pushed open the ajar iron door and entered, locking the door carefully.
Then I walked down the stairs toward the underground....
There was a crisp sound of footsteps in the corridor.
At the corner of the corridor is the third iron gate.
The man holding the torch did not get tired of repeatedly closing and locking the door, he was careful enough every time.
Behind the iron door is a corridor with several rooms on both sides of the corridor.
After passing the power distribution room and the air-conditioning room, the man walked towards the deepest room with a faint light.
This room is relatively spacious, almost more than 30 square meters. In the center of the room is an iron stove that is mostly found in rural areas.
The iron stove is large enough to heat an entire room. The iron stove is connected to a square iron box, which functions like a radiator and can increase the heat dissipation surface of the iron stove.
A thigh-thick chimney was connected to the iron box. It was erected straight to the top of the room and connected to the ventilation duct.
Because the openings were made by hand, they were not particularly consistent. Even if there were rags blocking them and the wind was in the wrong direction, there would still be thick smoke from burning coal pouring back into the room.
The fire in the furnace is dying...
Surrounding the stove are several simple wooden beds made of bricks and wooden boards. If you sleep on the cold cement floor, you will definitely catch a cold and get sick.
This is a very dangerous situation without medicines and adequate nutrition.
Based on head count, apart from the person who just entered, there are seven people in the room, all of them huddled under the covers.
Because of the cold wind that had just come in, everyone tacitly huddled under the covers and frowned involuntarily...
The person who just came in quickly took off his scarf and hat, and his long, slightly yellow hair spread out. Judging from his facial features, he should be a girl in her late teens or early 19s.
Taking off her thick cotton clothes, Liu Ying quickly walked to the iron stove, smashed the coal she piled in the large iron basin with a hammer and filled it into the furnace.
Touching the kettle on the stove, she felt that the water inside was still a little warm. Liu Ying found a cup and poured a glass of water, then walked to the wooden bed with two pillows.
"Tingting, Tingting,
Come! Drink of water! "
Liu Ying gently shook her sister, who had a strange blush on her cheeks, and put the back of her hand on her forehead to test the temperature, frowning...
My sister's high fever has lasted for three days and she can't eat anything except drinking some water.
Of course, even if I wanted to eat something, it would just be potatoes, sweet potatoes, and corn.
"Sister, I feel uncomfortable..."
The faint sound of mosquitoes and flies sounded, and Liu Tingting slowly opened her eyes.
Liu Ying held the water glass with her palms slightly harder, looked at her weak sister with a smile and said:
"Don't worry, your fever will go away soon. Come on, drink more water!"
After taking care of her sister and drinking water, Liu Ying looked at her sister who fell asleep again, sitting on the bedside in a daze with a dejected look on her face.
"Tomorrow! I'll go out and take a look!
Go to the pharmacy to find some fever-reducing medicine. There have been a lot of zombies that we splashed with water and frozen in the past few days, and they are chasing us a lot. "
A firm voice sounded in the darkness. The young man who spoke lifted up the quilt and got out of bed, limping to the iron stove and using a fire hook to hook the ashes at the bottom of the stove.
Then he took out a sweet potato from the stove, with its skin dried out and a little bit of sugar exuding.
"Eat a sweet potato. I see you haven't eaten anything today. Leave the rest to me. Don't worry!"
The young man who spoke had his hair cut very short. Judging from some traces, it was very likely that the young man cut his own hair.
Judging from his age, the young man is only four or five years older than the girl, but his words can make people feel safe.
"Brother Tao! It's too dangerous! And your legs...you'd better not go!"
Let me go, I can run very fast! "
Liu Ying looked at Wang Tao's legs when she spoke.
Wang Tao's leg was accidentally broken when he was chased over the wall by a zombie when he went out to look for food a week ago.
The few survivors were not very old and did not know much about medical skills. Wang Tao forced his legs to be bandaged and fixed with wooden boards.
Due to limited movement these days, he has been in the basement all the time, and other people have to do some daily things.
"Sigh...it's been really cold these past two days, it's going to freeze to death!
You two should just forget it!
A weak female prostitute, a disabled patient, it’s up to me to go out and look for medicine! "
The tall young man who had been snoring just now woke up at some point.
After saying this, the young man put on his clothes and walked to the corridor outside the room. Not long after, he heard the sound of water rushing outside.
The fire, which was originally dying, now has glowing red charcoal fire after adding coals, and it won't take long before the stove will roar to life.
The tall young man sat down on a wooden pillar next to the stove and reached out to grab the potatoes on the stove box. However, he reached out halfway and then turned to grab the blackened dry corn roasted next to him.
"Daqiang, you can eat potatoes if you want, that's what I have left!"
Wang Tao's voice sounded from behind.
The tall young man named Daqiang took a hard bite of the dried corn, chewed it for a few times, and then said:
"Forget it, I'm tall and have a rough stomach.
We don’t have much stock of potatoes and sweet potatoes, so you wounded and sick people should eat them.
Why....
If I had known better, I would have dug more sweet potatoes and potatoes, but now it’s so icy and icy that I can’t dig even if I want to..."
As he spoke, a flame burst out from the cracks in the coals, and soon after the flame burst out, more flames burst out...
Not long after, the sound of burning coal came from the furnace.
"The wind direction is good today, and the stove is burning well.
Um... Now that I'm full, I'm going to sleep. You guys should go to sleep too! "
Daqiang placed the half-gnawed roasted dried corn on the edge of the stove box. This stuff was dry and hard. No matter how good his stomach was, he couldn't handle it. He might as well boil it into corn rice.
.....
A figure climbed over the wall lightly in the darkness.
Chen Fei accurately found the only building with survivors, and stopped in front of the iron gate.
The hand that raised its hand to knock on the door stopped when it approached the iron door...
Through the all-terrain scanning function, Chen Fei knew that there were three iron gates on the way to the survivors underground.
His knocking on the iron door has no meaning other than attracting the sparse zombies...
