doomsday escape

Chapter 16: Recovery

"Crack", the sharp claws pressed against Li Jingou's thigh and stabbed hard on the floor tiles. The thick cement floor tiles fell apart in an instant, and countless fragments burst out.

It turned out that Liu Jian, who had returned, and Qin Yan, who had mustered up the courage, dragged the high-level zombie's right leg and pulled it back, barely able to save Li Jingou, who was in danger.

The zombie roared angrily, turned over and swung its legs, sending the two people flying far away.

At this time, Wang He had already jumped off the window sill, holding down the corpse's head from behind. He raised the knife and stabbed it into the zombie's neck. Not worried, he grabbed the head again and cut it around with the short knife to remove the head.

"Huchi...huchi..." Wang He lay on the ground, panting heavily, exhausted.

Several people, slightly or seriously injured, helped each other back to the villa.

Wu Ting, who was not injured, took off the bloody clothes of several people, brought water to clean the blood, and checked the injuries.

When Wu Ting saw the two pistols in holsters on Wang He's chest, she was obviously shocked, but said nothing. She just looked at Wang He with complicated eyes and hid the guns.

After cleaning up and checking, it was found that Wang He was the most seriously injured, thanks to the armor of his riding leather jacket and a bulletproof vest inside. However, his ribs were suspected to be fractured, otherwise the blow would have cut his stomach open and caused intestinal bleeding.

The floor is full.

Next was Li Jingou, who was wearing paper armor and was stabbed by a zombie's severed arm. His abdomen was bruised. He didn't know if his internal organs were injured. If his intact claw had been hit, his intestines would have been torn.

The other two people were not seriously injured. When they were kicked, Liu Jian was knocked on the head and is still dizzy. Qin Yan was more frightened than injured. Her legs were weak and she was lying on the bed shivering.

Wu Ting arranged for several people, took back Wang He's bow and knife, and picked up the arrows as well, and washed them with clean water. Then she searched for the remaining supplies alone, then returned to the villa, locked the door, and began to give

The wounded stood guard.

Cleaning several villas already took a lot of time and energy. In addition to his injuries, Wang He quickly fell asleep. When he woke up, it was already dark.

Turning over to the ground, Wang He moved his muscles. His chest, which was so painful that it was difficult to breathe, no longer felt any discomfort.

"Sure enough..." The injury last time was more serious than this time. When he woke up, the injury had healed. Wang He rubbed his left arm with his right hand for a long time. He remembered that he had cut his arm. Although the cut was not big, there was no scar.

No.

"Are you awake?" Wang He was too seriously injured, so everyone put him and Li Jingou on the sofa in the living room. At this time, Wu Ting looked at him happily with a bowl of porridge and a plate of pickles.

"How are you? I saw that your chest was already black and purple. The injury and bruises just now are so serious. The bones must also be injured..."

With a concerned look on her face, Wu Ting placed the porridge and pickles in front of him and said, "I found this in another villa. I'm not very good at cooking, so I'll just eat some."

Wang He took the porridge and found that there were chopped preserved eggs and ham in it. He tried to take a sip and found that the taste was okay. He ate it up without a polite "gudong...gudong".

"Thank you, it tastes good." After saying that, he stood up, moved his limbs, and asked, "How are the others? Are they seriously injured?"

"Are you...are you okay?" Wu Ting asked in surprise.

After Wang He was injured, she was the one who helped him into the room. It was difficult for him to even stand up at that time. But after a nap, he was fine...

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It hurts a little, but it's okay." Wang He didn't dare to say that he was fine. This was obviously not a normal person's healing ability. If he said it, he would be afraid that others would regard him as a high-level zombie.

"How's Maomao doing?" Wang He quickly changed the subject and murmured. He walked towards Li Jingou who was lying on the sofa next to him and went up to check his injuries.

"There are bruises on my stomach, I'm afraid there is internal bleeding..." Wu Ting looked sad. You must know that if there is internal injury, Li Jingou's life may not be saved without a doctor and medical equipment.

"Bruises? Where are they..."

After hearing Wang He's strange question, Wu Ting hurriedly stepped forward, but was suddenly stunned. Under Li Jingou's lifted hem, there was no bruise on his abdomen. He was already fair and clean, and there was no bruise at all.

The bruises couldn't be more obvious.

The two of them searched over and over for a long time, but couldn't find any injuries. Wang He even touched it with his hand...

"What?!!!" Li Jingou, who was woken up, grabbed the hem of his clothes and covered his belly. His face was red and he looked at Wang He angrily.

"You're a pervert!"

Wang He was embarrassed and scratched his head in embarrassment. Wu Ting quickly stepped forward to explain.

Li Jingou's face relaxed. He stood up and checked himself. He said he didn't feel hurt at all. He also took off his shirt for the two of them to check.

"It seems I'm not the only one..." Seeing people in the same situation, Wang He lowered his guard, took off his shirt, and told the two of them what he had discovered.

"You...what are you doing?" Qin Yan, who had just walked out of the room, looked at the living room downstairs. Two grown men were naked and rubbing each other. Next to them was Wu Ting, who was touching her left and right. She was the one who saw this.

The scene also needs to be distorted.

"Yes... I'm sorry... I'm disturbing... You guys continue..." Qin Yan blushed, covered her face and ran back to the room, locking the door behind her...

"..." The three of them had black lines all over their heads and hurriedly put on their clothes.

"you go……"

"you go……"

"I'll go..." The three of them pointed their index fingers at Wu Ting, and she even pointed at themselves.

"Hahaha..." The three of them were startled, and then laughed. Wu Ting walked upstairs while laughing, and said as she walked: "I'll go take a look and explain it to her..."

"I'm going to take a look at the collected supplies. If they are all awake, I'll come down and help." Wang He walked towards the pile of collected supplies with a smile.

"I'm here to help." Li Jingou, who was usually taciturn, also took the initiative to follow Wang He.

"There are quite a lot of things..." Wang He looked at the large amount of food, medicine, clothing and other messy things. He also had a headache. It was a pity to throw them away and he couldn't take them away...

The two of them sorted things out and started to pack them up. After a while, Liu Jian covered his head and Wu Ting pulled Qin Yan down.

"Is the injury on your head okay?" Wang He asked, looking at Liu Jian's head.

"Brother! If you break your head, can you take a nap?" Liu Jian replied somewhat depressedly.

Wang He went over and looked at his injuries. There was a gaping hole of about one centimeter on the top of his head. The bleeding had stopped, but there was only a bloody scab.

It seems that not everyone can heal wounds as quickly as he and Li Jingou. Wang He thought to himself and said casually: "It needs to be disinfected to avoid infection. It's best to have two stitches. It will heal faster."

"Brother Wang, can you sew?"

"No...but we have hydrogen peroxide, iodine, etc. Let me disinfect you first."

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I know how. I went to the prison doctor when I was in a labor camp..." Li Jingou stood up, holding disinfectant, gauze, and needle and thread for sewing clothes in his hand.

"I'll go...you use this to sew for me?" Liu Jian looked at the sewing needle and shouted.

"Soak it in alcohol, it'll be fine." Li Jingou walked towards Liu Jian expressionlessly, and Liu Jian turned around and wanted to run away.

"Hold him down..." Wang He shouted, and several people stepped forward to hold Liu Jian down.

Li Jingou used hydrogen peroxide to clean the wound. Liu Jian screamed in pain, kicked his legs wildly, and twisted his butt around. He looked like a mischievous dog, making Wu Ting and Qin Yan laugh.

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Wang He stood aside with a smile.

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A few people packed up for half the night and went to bed in the middle of the night. At dawn, a few people got ready and prepared to set off to the military camp.

"Brother, why don't you drive that Raptor? It's so strong, big, and powerful. If you encounter a group of zombies, they'll kill them all."

Qin Yan didn't understand. Instead of driving the sturdy "Raptor", she chose a turtle-made SUV. Who didn't know that the turtle-made SUV was made of the same thing as tofu, and that a high-level zombie could pierce through it with one claw.

"Bump into zombies? You've watched too many movies. Try hitting one. If you can't run a few meters, the zombie's flesh and blood will block the air inlet. Then a group of zombies will surround you and see where you run."

Liu Jian curled his lips disdainfully behind him.

"Indeed, if you encounter a group of corpses, it's best to go around them. The engine will be damaged if you hit it continuously, and this car consumes too much fuel." Wu Ting said at the side.

Liu Jian carried two samurai swords on his back very coquettishly, put a large bundle of short spears made overnight into the back seat of the SUV, and said to Qin Yan impatiently:

"Hurry up and move. Put the unsustainable food in the trunk and the backpack in the back seat."

When collecting supplies yesterday, I found two samurai swords, but Liu Jian told me to take them away and insisted on carrying them on my back like Wang He.

However, the sword was too heavy, and the two girls could only swing it a few times. Wang He had his own sword, and Li Jingou took away two samurai swords. These two samurai swords gave Liu Jian an advantage.

"Tch~ I don't know who it is. I was so frightened that I turned around and ran away yesterday..." Qin Yan pouted and pushed a big bag of rice into the car.

There are also some cooking oil, flour, noodles, condiments, clothing, medicines, etc. put in the trunk. Some of the backpacks collected are also selected to be more durable and small in size.

First-aid medicines and a small amount of canned food were packed in, and everyone brought some tools in case of emergency.

Wang He also took the gasoline from the abandoned vehicles in the manor. If he could pump it, he used military thorns to poke holes in the fuel tanks and filled them into the two oil drums he had just found. Liu Jian's eyes twitched when he saw this.

It's a car worth several million dollars...

The motorcycle and SUV were filled with gas, and the oil drums were also full. Wang He found a bunch of glass bottles, filled them with gasoline, stuffed the bottle mouths with cloth strips, put them into the Raptor, and asked Li Jingou to drive the Raptor.

I got on my motorcycle and set off.

The motorcycle opened the road in front, and the two cars followed behind. They bypassed several roads and soon arrived near the military camp.

After finding a place that was not blocked, had fewer zombies, and was surrounded by bungalows with a relatively wide view, Wang He stopped his motorcycle, and several people quickly got off the car and cleared away the zombies nearby one by one.

Li Jingou climbed onto the roof of a nearby house to provide warning. Wang He was carrying a quiver, a long knife and a short knife on his waist, and his vest was stuffed with steel balls. He was holding a crossbow upside down and trotted all the way to a high wall.

, the other end of the wall is the military camp.

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