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Chu Xiang threw away the bundle of books, and the automatic rifle slid down from the shoulder against the wall. Song Jun immediately followed, and Sun Gaoqiang wanted to come down to help Song Jun stare back. They did not have much combat experience. Zombies will be injured if they accidentally fight in such a narrow corridor.

There was no one in the corridor on the fifth floor. Chu Xiang and Song Jun stood at the corner and listened for ten minutes before they heard the second sound. This time, it was clear from the room on the right side of the other side of the corridor. The two did not dare to carelessly. If they were really zombies, they had to be removed. It would be dangerous if they secretly touched the roof of the building, and Wang Bin and others would be dangerous. If they were survivors, they would rescue TA.

Touching the general position, Song Jun used the foot to knock the door. Chu Xiang focused on the alert with a gun. He kicked the third room and found a dry white-haired old man lying in the corner of the room. He shot him as a zombie, and saw two cups rolling on the ground. Chu Xiang knew that the sound of the puppet was just from here.

"Save ... Save ... I ..." The old man's breath was extremely weak, but this voice was enough to prove that he was personal.

Xi Chuxiang put away his gun and looked up at the old man. Song Jun searched around, but found nothing else. Chu Xiang helped the old man to the sofa and said, "Are you the only survivor here?"

"Water ... Give me water ..." The old man must be hungry when he looks so thin. Hunger does not necessarily make people die in a short time, but if there is no water, I am afraid that it will not be supported for a few days.

Song Jun went searching around and found no water. The water in the pipe was empty early. He had to go down to the fourth floor and the third floor to find it. In the end, he actually found a bucket of pure water in an office, although the water quality happened so long. Change, but at least not dead.

The old man drank a glass of water slowly and slowly, "Thank you ... Thank you, how did you come here?"

Wu Chuxiang said, "We broke in by accident. We just heard the sound of the cup falling to the ground."

There was a little vitality in the old man's indifferent eyes. He said, "I heard noise outside, but I didn't have the strength to go out to check it. I didn't expect that you would hear the sound of the cup falling to the ground. Heaven will not die for me, heaven will not die for me. "

Chu Chuxiang smiled bitterly. "Old man, we were also chased by zombies. Now they are still waiting outside. If you think you can hold on, just go with us."

The old man said: "My name is Willow, I don't know how you call them?"

Chu Xiang still uses introduction when he thinks this, but he understands the principle of respecting the old and loving the young, so he has the patience to say to the old man: "My name is Chu Xiang, his name is Song Jun, the old man, your name is really interesting. ,willow."

Willow gasped, "It's just a name, it's convenient to call. Can you take me away. I haven't eaten for a week. I haven't even had the energy to look for water to drink outside these two days. If you don't come to me again Doomed to die here. "

Chu Xiang remembered that there were some carrots and cabbage in the space ring, so he went outside to avoid the willow and took out a few carrots. Not only to feed the elderly, everyone also needs to add some energy for a while. Only when you are full can you have strength escape.

Song Jun carried the bucket to the top of the building, and Chu Xiang carried the old man on his back. At this time, the three of Zhang Hongbing had already set up the fire. Since the location was selected on the leeward side of the cooling tower, the body did not feel cold after the fire was raised. Everyone drank water to eat roasted radishes while listening to Willow's story about how he survived.

The old man likes painting and calligraphy creation, and he always locks himself up every time he creates a work. This is also commonly known as retreat, but he has a long creative time and does not want to be disturbed, so he brings his own dehydrated food, such as instant noodles and biscuits. For example, he lived so quietly in the office. People in the library have forgotten him for a long time.

It was only a month ago that Willow noticed that the outside world had changed. At first, he shot the stairs and thought he was decorating the outside. He used to be so annoyed by this noisy voice. When he knew everything, he lived in the library. He was left, but fortunately there was still some food and water in his room, so he persisted until Chu Xiang found it just now.

Zhang Hongbing bit the radish and said to Willow: "Your old man is really lucky, but do n’t be too happy. You can look outside if you do n’t believe it. Those zombies ca n’t wait to knock down the concrete wall. Most of them will not evacuate easily. , So we have to talk about life and death. "

Chu Xiang ate up two radishes, he checked the remaining bullets, and then carried the Japanese sword around the roof to observe again. The library building is a solitary building. The closest to this is a galaxy square. The shopping mall is also five-story high. The second floor is separated by a street that is almost thirty meters wide. The Galaxy Plaza is next to a commercial building. The other side of this commercial building is the Jishi Post and Telecommunications Building. Going on is a row of three-storey commercial buildings that stretches to the end of the road, where the black zombies have disappeared. Although they continue to come over this road, it is impossible to bring the entire commercial housing area for a while Surrounded, maybe this is the only vitality.

Song Jun saw Chu Xiang staring at the opposite side and constantly looking at ~ www.wuxiahere.com ~ he whispered: "But think of a way to escape?"

Lu Chuxiang said: "If we can go to the top of the Galaxy Plaza opposite, we may have great hope."

Wu Songjun looked at him and said, "Yes, but there is a distance of nearly thirty meters in the middle. How do we get there?"

Wu Chuxiang said: "Let's go find the rope and shoot it with an arrow."

Qi Songjun's lack of confidence said: "You can try it, but tie the rope at a distance of nearly 30 meters, for fear that the arrows cannot stick in the reliable things can not bear the weight of a person."

Wu Chuxiang said: "There is no way to think about it so much. We go back a minute late, and Zhang Jingyao and Su Yulian and Zhang Debing will be one more dangerous. How can I know if I don't try?"

Everyone acted quickly, and under the guidance of the elderly willow tree, they found two cables for cleaning the glass from the storeroom, but the cables were too heavy. Song Jun shot it three times before reaching the building opposite. Chu Xiang tried it. He could throw it away with a bundle of books, but he could not hang the attachments, and he pulled it back as soon as he pulled the rope.

Time was running out, and the sweat on Chu Xiang's face came out. Although I had considered the dilemma of entering the city of Ji before, he did not expect such a situation. He walked back and forth twice to everyone: "I jump Go over and tie the rope somewhere and you climb over it. "

"How do you do that!" Everyone was taken aback. This was not a joke. Visually, the distance between the two floors was not 30 meters and 29 meters, and the world's third-level long jump record did not exceed two. Ten meters, I'm afraid that I will fall into the zombies in midair as hard as I can.

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