After carefully packing up the things on the 60th floor, Xiao Yi hid in a sheltered corner and quickly ate two pieces of chocolate to replenish his strength.
Only by replenishing your physical strength can you continue to search for supplies with full energy.
The higher you go up the floors, the more obvious the signs of disturbance become. You can clearly see the messed-up documents and the dismantled wooden tables and chairs.
Xiao Yi controlled his speed, tried his best to maintain his strength, and walked up step by step.
Sure enough, when approaching the 70th floor, I heard some unusual sounds.
“Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!” “Bang!”
Although the sound sounds irregular, you can clearly hear that it is the sound of a blunt object hitting an object.
Xiao Yi instantly tensed his back, gripped the baseball bat tighter with his right hand, and loaded the pistols on both sides to ensure they could be fired at the first opportunity.
One step, two steps, three steps...
The closer Xiao Yi got to the 71st floor, the clearer and more obvious the sound became.
This made him more certain of his judgment.
There's someone on this floor!!!
They formed a fairly well-trained small group to kill the zombies on this floor.
They should have found the zombies' weaknesses and patterns. The entire killing process was neat and clean, and apart from the sound of the blunt object hitting the zombie's head, no other sound was made.
Xiao Yi approached them quietly, ready to find out what was going on.
I saw that the number of zombies on this floor should be more than the total number of zombies on the other floors.
Their heads were smashed precisely and lay scattered on the ground.
In the hall not far away, three people of unclear gender walked slowly, leaning against each other with their backs to each other. In their hands, they each tightly grasped a cylindrical weapon.
When the zombies approach, kill them with one clean blow! ! ! !
Xiao Yi confirmed the current actions of several people and was not prepared to pay attention to them, intending to avoid them directly.
But just as Xiao Yi stepped back and prepared to go upstairs, he saw two children in the gap between the three of them.
The two children were probably not very old, about three or four years old, and were tied together by their parents with a rope.
The three of them stood behind and protected the two children in the middle.
What surprised Xiao Yi was that the two children had no reaction at all in the face of such a terrifying scene, and did not even scream as they would normally.
Just as Xiao Yi was thinking, the remaining dozen zombies attacked the three of them again.
Even though the three of them were very careful and had some understanding of the habits of zombies, their hands had already begun to tremble and become weak after fighting for so long.
Just when they were exhausted, a zombie seemed to be able to smell the child they were protecting behind them, and a pair of dry hands reached straight for the child.
At that moment, one of them realized the zombie's intention and struggled to pull out a hand to block it.
Xiao Yi could even see that the arm was bent sideways at a strange angle, probably dislocated.
But the man still endured the severe pain without retreating at all.
He managed to withstand that attack.
Suddenly, at that moment, Xiao Yi seemed to think of something... The children they were carrying on their backs must be his own children.
Why didn't those children make any noise or cry?
Xiao Yi remembered that his father was still alive at that time. Xiao Yi was about five or six years old. His father took him to a very far place on a shabby motorcycle.
When we came back in the afternoon, it was almost dark.
Xiao Yi, who was still young, was naturally timid. He hugged his father's waist tightly to gain some sense of security.
In the darkness, the big trees that usually provide shade on the road were howling like ghosts and wolves in the wind.
The shadows in the moonlight looked more like ghosts, scaring the young children.
Xiao Yi's father lifted up his thin shirt and let the young Xiao Yi get in.
Then fasten it from the front.
Xiao Yi's head and upper body were wrapped in his father's large shirt, isolating him from the darkness and terror outside.
Xiao Yi actually fell asleep on the back seat of the bumpy motorcycle...
Thinking of this, Xiao Yi took action without hesitation.
Xiao Yi was holding a baseball bat. After long-term training, Xiao Yi's strength was much better than before.
Thousands of them quickly attacked left and right, and in a short while, they knocked more than a dozen zombies to the ground.
When the three saw Xiao Yi coming to help, they neither relaxed and started to rest, nor did they take advantage of this opportunity to escape quickly.
Instead, he joined the battle more quickly, not giving the zombies a chance to counterattack Xiao Yi.
Xiao Yi looked at the three people through the zombies in front of him, and his eyes had begun to change from indifference at the beginning to a hint of appreciation.
Finally, after the last zombie head was blown up, the floor fell into silence again.
The taller of the three was about to say something when he was stopped by the person next to him. Then, the person gestured to Xiao Yi, indicating that he should follow. The three of them then continued to walk upwards while maintaining a vigilant posture.
The three of them brought Xiao Yi to a wooden door near the southeast corner of the upper floor and stopped.
The man took out a bunch of keys from his body, skillfully found one of them to open the door, and walked in with a few people.
Inside is a long corridor, near the end of which is a small reception room. Opposite the reception room, behind the glass, are several spacious workstations.
After entering the spacious workstation, they walked to a larger door, opened it and walked in.
After entering the room, the three of them relaxed a little and then locked the door.
After making sure it was safe, the person who had just gestured for Xiao Yi to follow walked to the side, found some paper materials, and found a flower pot. Then he neatly dismantled the wooden bench next to him, quickly lit it, and made a small fire.
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