doomsday escape

Chapter 26: Reason

Two soldiers used military stings to deal with the zombies, and several people hid in the house. They rescued soldiers with rich first-time aid and used scalpels to break the wounds, took out the claws, cleaned, disinfected, applied medicine, sutured, and fed antibiotics.

In order to prevent the two of them from being infected with corpses, they tied them up with ropes and then lay down and rested. Before they could even arrange for those who stood guard, snoring sounds one after another. Wu Ting consciously guarded everyone with a short spear.

Wang He was in a coma for a whole day and night, and several soldiers were worried about whether he and Maomao would become corpses.

After all, on the day of the catastrophe, everyone saw that humans were bitten or scratched by zombies and eventually mutated into zombies. No one can tell what the way and reason of this mutation spread is now.

It was not until the next morning that Li Jingou woke up and the soldiers saw that he had nothing abnormal, so they let go of their hearts. However, Wang He was still not awake the next afternoon, but instead had a high fever.

He talked nonsense about sleeping words that others could not understand, and he made zombie-like roars from time to time, struggling to restrain himself. If Li Jingou and Wu Ting had not tried to protect him, the soldiers would probably have euthanized him to death long ago.

Until the next night, Wang He suddenly began to twitch, as if he was hitting a certain level, and his whole body twitched and twisted into a strange position that a normal person could not do.

Suddenly he roared to the sky and opened his blood-red eyes.

"Roar~Roar..."

Wang He's abnormality made everyone nervous. Even Wu Ting and Li Jingou picked up their weapons. However, after a roar, Wang He fell into a deep sleep again.

Just as a few people were hesitating, whether to abandon him or end his life, Wang He actually woke up slowly, and murmured in his mouth for water to drink.

Seeing Wang He drinking water like a normal person and returning to his normal eyes, everyone felt relieved. Several soldiers also stepped forward to loosen Wang He and checked his injuries.

"How could this happen..." After removing the bandage, Wang He's wounds had healed, leaving only scars.

Chen Hu's hand unconsciously stretched towards the dagger again. No wonder he was nervous. Similar healing abilities were only seen in high-level zombies.

"We are special abilities..." Li Jingou suddenly said, and he walked to several soldiers, took off his shirt and unbuttoned his bandage and exposed his wounds.

"Ah...what's going on? Who are you?" Chen Hu said in shock when he saw that Li Jingou's wounds had all healed.

"Who are we, you shouldn't ask, and you shouldn't even know... Otherwise, why would a few of us civilians join you in the rescue operation?"

Li Jingou dressed up very pretentiously, stared at the few people indifferently and continued, "You don't know how high Lieutenant Colonel He's authority is, right?"

Chen Hu suddenly felt agitation. He didn't know how high Lieutenant Colonel He had, but he must be higher than himself. Thinking back to the combat effectiveness of the three of them before, and the resolute resoluteness to retreat, even if they part ways, they had to complete the task.

Chen Hu thought that they must have other secret tasks that they could not let others know, but he and others accidentally knew what they shouldn't know, so they wouldn't be able to get back in the future.

"Several officials, we didn't see anything and knew nothing. We were very strict..." Chen Hu concluded that the three of them must be higher than themselves, or they were several floors taller, and pleaded with a smile that was even worse than crying.

"Forget it, remember to keep everything confidential, otherwise..." Wang He was in a trance that he suddenly woke up when he was asleep and quickly responded.

The look at Li Jingou was a little weird. This guy didn't talk much, but this lie was really sloppy. This is just a guy who doesn't like to talk and looks cold. Lies are the easiest to believe.

"Okay, okay, let's go, remember not to call the sir." Wu Ting made a smooth move. Chen Hu looked at the life-saving goddess gratefully, went down the steps, called out several soldiers, and gave many instructions.

Three people, look at me, look at you, "Hehe" laughed sneer.

Although the three of them were injured, the energy had not been restored yet, so they decided to rest for one more day and organize their equipment and provide food.

The guns and bullets were all fired, and they were swung all the way on the way to escape. They were either lost or broken. Only Wang He, a man who couldn't shoot, brought two pistols and a bunch of bullets. Wang He simply gave them to Wu Ting.

All four black bone guns were still there and were distributed to Wu Ting and Li Jingou. The bison was lost during the battle, and the black widow was placed in the Dongshan Military Camp, and the Xiuchun Long Sword was left for the zombies as a souvenir.

Wang He now only has a big sword, a military crossbow, and many crossbow arrows. They are all placed together with a bunch of black ghost teeth in his backpack, and there are more than 30 bows and arrows.

Wang He was a little worried when he looked at the pile of bows and arrows. Without bows, this arrow was useless. It was a pity to throw it away. Although the power of the crossbow is huge, its firing rate is far less than that of the bow.

The time for the crossbowman to shoot one arrow and then the string is enough for the archer to shoot six or seven arrows. If it is a master like Wang He, it is fine to shoot 10 arrows. This is crucial when encountering multiple enemies and wanting to quickly resolve the battle.

"Long...Brother Wang..." Chen Hu ran over excitedly, holding several white wax poles in his hand.

The soldiers were also short of weapons. The four of them had a damaged rifle, and there were no bullets. The short spears that were temporarily made were overwhelmed and could not be used. They even lost a lot of them. They were also looking for materials to make weapons.

"Brother Wang, we found a lot of white wax poles. This thing is good, hard, tough and not heavy." Chen Hu said happily, and each of the soldiers behind him was holding a few, thick and thin.

Wang He's eyes lit up. Ash rod was a good thing. He asked quickly: "Where did you find it? How many more?"

"There is a warehouse on the south side of the village. All the things have been moved. Only these ash poles were found, and there are still many. We will all move them here." Chen Hu saw that the "supervisor" was very interested in the wooden poles, and happily took the people with him and left.

"Call everyone and prepare to make a few spears." After the soldiers brought all the ash poles, Wang He ordered Chen Hu. He picked up the wooden poles and started to choose.

Not only did Wang He want to make a spear, he also planned to use this ash pole to make two things.

These straightened ash rods are more than two meters long, some are thick and thin, some are as thick as arms, and some are as thin as fingers. Not many suitable for making spear rods.

There are only seven or eight of the thicknesses of the more than 50, which are suitable for use as spears. You only need to cut it to the right length, which is enough for each of them to have one.

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However, after searching all the village, cleaning up a lot of zombies, I couldn't find any suitable tools, a few bayonets and daggers, but after cutting them for a long time, I didn't cut off a few.

Maomao swung the black gun and cut off a few cleanly, but he only had two black guns in his hand, which was not enough.

"Where is Wu Ting? Use the black gun in her hand for use." Wang He suddenly remembered that Wu Ting was not with them.

"I'm here..." As soon as he finished speaking, Wu Ting walked in with a bag of things and said as she walked: "I saw a small shop that made iron art next to the small shop in the village. Do you want to go and have a look?"

"Okay, Chen Hu, you guys go and see if there are any tools, and see if there are any tricks." Wang He is now more and more comfortable in ordering these soldiers.

"Yes!" Chen Hu stood at attention and took the soldiers out.

"What are you doing in the convenience store? Are you looking for food?" Wang He asked curiously.

"Nothing..." Wu Ting suddenly blushed, hid the bag behind her, picked up her backpack and trotted a few steps and hid in the next room.

Wang He was puzzled and chased after him and said, "Where is your black corpse gun, use it for use..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Wu Ting stuffing a bag of things into his backpack. Wang He saw a little packaging exposed in the bag. He immediately blushed and turned around to avoid it.

"What are you doing with a black corpse gun?" Wu Ting said with a red face and handed the gun to Wang He while saying nothing.

"Oh... Chen Hu and his team have found a lot of white wax poles. I want to make something. Without the right tools, the dagger is too difficult to cut."

"Try this..." Wu Ting picked up something black and handed it to Wang He. It turned out to be the claws of the skinless corpse.

Wang He was stunned. Why did he forget this thing? This is a good thing that can cut off the Triangle Army Battalion.

Four sharp black nails on this claw, and the nails more than 40 cm long grew directly into the finger bones. The finger bones were also extremely hard. Li Jinhu, Chen Hu and others used black guns to chop them for a long time and kept tossing the finger bones.

"Crack~" Wang He picked up his claws and broke his fingers with force. He shook his hand and said, "It's so hard..."

Li Jingou, Chen Hu and others who had just returned opened their mouths, wanted to say something, and swallowed it back. Wu Ting hesitated for a moment and said, "Brother Wang... Be careful to hurt your hand..."

He also injured his hand... Li Jinghuo's eyes were almost turning to the sky.

Soon, eight nails with finger bones were placed on the table. The nails were wide and long, with a streamlined pointed front and a finger bone more than ten centimeters long at the tail.

It looks very similar to the ancient bronze dagger, but it is slightly curved, but it does not affect its sharpness at all.

Wang He picked up a short sword and stabbed the remaining part of his claws slightly hard, "sniffing", as smooth as a red knife cutting lard.

You should know that when you cut off the arms and claws of the skinless corpse with a black gun, it took a lot of effort to cut it open from the seam of the bones.

Wang He picked up another steel pipe brought back by Chen Hu and tried it, and it was also a sword and two pieces.

"What a sharp guy, it's so sharp..." Chen Hu looked horrified and looked at Wang He's shoulders. He really didn't know why he carried it back all the way. After changing to others, his arms were removed.