Chapter 55 Zombie: Who do you call an idiot?

The Z H2's engine roared, and the empty space in the city echoed like some ferocious beast.

There were a total of 10 motorcycles and a small military green sidecar in the single or manned convoy. The riders skillfully and quickly passed by the buildings with almost all the glass shattered, and gradually extended to the northeast. The outskirts of mountains and low jungles are close together.

Qiao Shasha's driving skills are much better than her equestrian skills.

The glass shards, abandoned vehicles, and bricks and rubble all over the road were completely insignificant to her. She could even take the time to bend it, and the seemingly unsightly ink-colored metal pieces installed on her knees and fingertips scratched out sparks. Son.

The little aunt seems a bit handsome, right?

The team members were very familiar with the area. When they turned an intersection, they suddenly dispersed and walked away.

Then, the suburban area full of self-built three- and four-story low-rise buildings suddenly began to sound one after another with the slightly harsh roar of engines, the sound of horns, and the dynamic music of "The End of the World Is My Love".

Good job!

Mad, if the walking dead can dance square dance, then this adjective can be directly replaced by "amazing skills"!

Other sounds gradually came from the sound, and zombies emerged from their hiding places one after another. The number was not large, and it was estimated that there were less than 30 in total.

Riders obviously deal with this situation often and have their own unique way of dealing with it.

They tried their best to avoid slowing down and stopping, and cooperated with each other with various sharp weapons, passing by the walking corpses again and again, using the speed of the motorcycle to attack the walking corpses.

Crippling first, then killing and finishing.

The motorcycle raced back and forth at a dizzying pace and route, and soon there were walking corpses lying on the ground.

Only then did the riders stop—

Then he made another touch up.

Li Cang had never thought of such a sexy operation.

"It's awesome, but it's a bit wasteful."

This truth touches the pain point of the riders.

After all, there is only as much fuel as is left when a disaster occurs. The floating island will not conjure oil out of thin air, so use less.

Lao Wang got off a motorcycle with a rider's helmet full of displeasure written on it, and waved his hand excitedly.

"Good guy, it's like an acrobatic performance. Teacher Cang, you don't know. The zombie was just a pinch away from my nose and almost forced us to stop."

The riders changed their equipment from sharp weapons to much heavier blunt weapons.

"Sister Shasha, let's get to work. Don't be careless."

"Send your fucking number first when entering any courtyard, otherwise don't blame me for beating you like zombies."

"At least work in groups of three, and make sure there is at least one person behind you every time you open any door!"

"Mom, who the hell came up with this? You have to beep like this every time before you work."

"Don't be afraid of 10,000, just be afraid of the worst. Just give yourself a heads up."

Qiao Shasha was grouped with Li Cang and Lao Wang by default. She walked towards a yard with a red fence and iron gate.

"This is our first time coming to this village, but we have observed in advance that there should be only about forty households, and there are three to four villages next to it."

"The village has the most food and other supplies, much more than in the city. For the time being, we only pick out the food that is needed now and the food that perishes easily and take it with us first."

"Rice, flour, grains and oils, bacon, dried vegetables, pickles, well, some livestock will starve to death if not fed, so they have to be taken away, as well as flashlights, small radios, generators, and oil." Qiao Shasha said a lot, and finally He added, "You can pick some vegetables growing in the ground and go back to improve food for everyone. Don't uproot them. They will continue to grow in the ground and maybe they will produce seeds in the fall."

This is different from Li Cang's habit of sweeping operations, but there is no comparison. This floating island is huge and rich in resources, and things will not grow legs and run away on their own.

In particular, the walking corpses would not intentionally destroy the food crops growing in the ground, so it would be more rational to use them at any time.

Creak~

The big iron door made a tooth-grinding sound, and some rusty debris was shaken off from the joints on the rollers.

The acidity of rainwater is indeed high, otherwise the iron door would not have corroded like this in a month.

On the contrary, the paint is slightly firm, and you can even smell the obvious paint smell.

The yard is quite large, and the ground is all paved with blue bricks. Only a piece of land is surrounded by stone slabs in the south-west corner. There are several grapevines growing gratifyingly in it. The grapevines are pulled to the wooden frame to build a pavilion. Ten bunches of grapes just hang between the palm-sized leaves.

"Ouch~"

Li Cang stretched out his hand and twisted off a green grape and stuffed it into Qiao Shasha's mouth. He felt relieved when he watched her face twist from a smile like a flower to a flower-like smile.

"Well, it's not ripe as expected."

Qiao Shasha's mouth opened in an O shape, and her whole body was so sore that it felt like nothingness.

"Bah, bah!"

Unexpectedly, the little aunt did not chop Li Cang into dumpling fillings with a knife, but just glanced at him lightly,

"Childish ghost."

Li Cang:.

The sword cuts the body, and the heart cuts the soul, which is very uncomfortable.

By the way, how did the little aunt achieve such a high and low level?

Lao Wang gave Li Cang a wink.

Li Cang understood, and looked into the second floor of the self-built small building with a red tile roof, and soon found the shadow of a walking corpse in the second room on the left side of the first floor.

"Wait a minute, isn't this thing sleeping?" Lao Wang said, "Look at it, it doesn't even open its eyes."

To be honest, Li Cang has never seen a walking corpse in a quiet state, except for the dead.

Qiao Shasha is obviously more experienced.

"Don't be fooled by its appearance. It is definitely awake. It is just locked in a relatively closed space. It is in a state similar to dormancy to reduce losses due to long-term lack of food. As long as it hears movement or smells something, it will immediately pounce on it."

"In the first few days of the disaster, some people wanted to go out to collect supplies when the zombies were "resting" at night, but they were fooled."

Li Cang said,

"I strongly recommend that everyone try to replace domestic tempered glass doors and windows before the biochemical crisis if possible. Look at the scratches and blood on the windows. The glass must have suffered a lot."

Old Wang took a closer look.

"I heard that birds can't see glass. Can zombies see it too?"

Well, the glass is not the ordinary version, but the argon hollow tempered glass commonly seen in high-rise buildings in northern cities.

Double layer! The thickness of a single layer is more than one finger!

The plastic window frame is built into the wall. It is obvious that the owner of this small building paid for the window and took it for granted that it would last for the rest of his life. He had no intention of replacing it.

The door is an anti-theft door and the window is a double-layer window. The unlucky zombie inside watched the beautiful world outside the window and went into hibernation after a lot of trouble. Out of sight, out of mind, right?

Li Cang reached out and tried the door. It was not locked, and the door handle slid down directly.

The three of them entered the door and carefully searched the first and second floors.

There were no survivors or the second zombie. The house was relatively clean and there were no signs of fighting.

Li Cang said,

"It will be a nuisance if it is kept. Just kill it."

Lao Wang and Qiao Shasha nodded.

"The noise of opening the door will definitely wake up the zombies, and they will be attacked by them in that instant," Qiao Shasha said, "I react faster, you open the door, I will be responsible for dealing with it."

"Don't bother! Stand here and don't move!" Li Cang said, "When you see me opening the door, just shout directly. The zombies are very stupid. If they can't see me hiding behind the door, they will definitely run towards you. I will hit them from behind, and that's it."

Old Wang thought,

"It seems... quite reasonable?"

Li Cang tiptoed to the door and made an OK gesture to Old Wang.

"Click."

The lock tongue made a crisp sound.

At the same time, the zombies inside suddenly woke up, and the roar sounded like they were going to lift the roof off.

Old Wang also made the loudest sound in his life:

"Wuhu, my mother has the guts to bite me!"

With a muffled bang, the zombies began to bang the door frantically inside, and the seemingly solid security door was creaked and trembled.

Lao Wang was stunned.

"Why don't you open the door?"

Li Cang's face flushed red, and he kicked the door open and rushed in.