Chapter 13: Ready to Go

In the early morning, Song Fei woke up in Zhou and Qiaosiqi's snore. The two men snored in opposite ways, one short and powerful, the other long and distant, the two intertwined, as if the shepherd boy's whistle aroused the cattle to rise, and the ancient sense was full of vitality.

He touched the phone next to the pillow to check the time, and unexpectedly, just as his arm reached the quilt, the cold air that had been planned for a long time took the right time and swooped in.

Song Fei shivered under the quilt, the cold light of the phone screen illuminating the red tip of his nose.

Beijing time, five o 'clock.

It was still dark outside, and there was no sign of daylight. Song Fei was suddenly very glad that the first choice of college entrance examination failed, it is located in the three provinces of the East of the university, it is said that in November every year, the guide can take students to engage in ice sculpture on the playground.

"Awake?" I heard Qi Yan's low voice in my ear.

They slept next to each other, head to head, actually very close.

"HMM."

Song Fei put down the mobile phone, the dazzling white light disappeared, 440 returned to the moonlight, the whole world seemed to calm down.

Soft, quiet.

Since the outbreak of the body tide, Song Fei do not remember such a moment, no wind drill into the door of the strange howl, no mutation of the corridor swaying heavy footsteps, like God suddenly pressed the pause key, so that the only can also perceive him and Qi Yan, stole a moment of peace.

"What are you thinking?" Qi Yan asked.

Song Fei actually did not think about anything, but Qi Yan asked, he always had to search to find some: "I think, if all this did not happen, I should be looking at the screen in the group, thinking about which to look at Christmas."

"Who do you like in the group?" Qi Yan's voice is very natural, like friends chatting.

Song Fei tried to recall the hard photos of gay friends in the group, one by one like a lantern in front of the eyes, can not help but be fascinated: "The sports department that Deng Jian is simply, the muscles, the lines..."

Qi Yan: "He pretended to be a straight man to have sex with GF."

Song Fei: "Li Zhaoxi from the Academy of Economics and Management, the abstinence department that wears the gold-rimmed glasses has no problem..."

Qi Yan: "He fell in love with a student who was recruited to teach finance this year."

Song Fei: "Wu Zilang from the School of Chemistry..."

Qi said: "Mother."

Song Fei: "Guan Xiaochen from the Computer Science Institute..."

Qi said: "Cannon king."

Song Fei: "Jiao Bo from the Institute of Biological Sciences..."

Qi said: "Chasing me."

Song Fei: "Didn't you say you blocked all the groups?"

Qi said: "After being single again, I opened again."

Song Fei: "... Get up!"

From ancient times to the present, happy times are fleeting, and the cowboy and the cow suddenly sit up and look around, their faces are confused.

'What, what's wrong? The first two days of Josiqi have been in the movie and reality mixed chaotic sense, panic or fear, there is no sense of reality, and even occasionally there will be a trace of excitement. But from seeing classmates kill each other yesterday, to the serial jump at night, he can no longer take everything that happens in front of him as a Game or a movie, this is the cold reality, he may Game Over at any time, and absolutely no chance to do it again.

It is said that the thought is extremely afraid, and now the Josiqi is in this state of thinking and fear.

In contrast, the week is more calm, look out of the window, and then look at Song Fei, inexplicable: "Just his mother time ah."

Song Fei shivered from the bed jumped down, copied the black long down jacket to cover themselves, and finally felt some warmth: "The day is in the morning."

Zhou all collapse, people also said, in the morning, not in the morning ah.

At six o 'clock, the dorm called.

Qiaosiqi picked up a warm pot of cool water, put the hot fast into it, on the electricity, while waiting for the water to open, while feeling: "The last days can still live so meticulous, we are a few brothers."

Boil hot water, brush your teeth and wash your face. Then four early birds divided the remaining instant noodles, and no one dared to touch the apple, afraid of becoming useless after breakfast.

After filling the stomach, the only food reserves are half a box of chocolates and a packet of shrimp chips.

Zhou looked at the huge chocolate gift box and the exquisite contents that can be counted on one hand, which are very disproportionate. He felt a special pity: "Anyway, it is to eat chocolate, and it is better to store some Snickers bars. What is the use of buying these fancy things?"

Song Fei sighed feebly: "Big brother, the other people did not buy back their own food, is ready to give to the sister."

"Who is it? Zhou all looked at the chocolate, and looked at the Musical Instruments on the wall, do not know how to connect together, "the guitar?"

Week is a guess let Song Fei accident, but on second thought, learn guitar or chocolate or, are not all for the tease sister, the motivation is completely consistent, nothing hard to guess. 440 the hungriest student Ren Zhe, from freshman to sophomore, almost half of the history school girl recognized as a girl, is not caught a girlfriend.

Song Fei in the review of the roommate's tragic love road, feeling pure happiness, it is natural to raise the mouth.

But this happiness is too short.

As soon as the corners of his mouth rose, they fell back, and there came the panic that he had been suppressing these days.

For a few days Song Fei has been forcing himself not to think of Wang Qingyuan Xiangyang and Ren Zhe, that is his closest partner in this school, if they have an accident, Song Fei feel that they can not bear. So whenever his mind would wander uncontrollably, he would tell himself at once that the three of them must now be safe in the library, trying to survive in the same desperate situation as himself.

I was suddenly tapped twice on the shoulder.

Song Fei back, on Qi Yan gentle face.

"You're alive, they're all right."

Song Fei know Qi Yan want to comfort himself, but he really dont want to appreciate.

When the horizon finally has a ray of light, four hot men ready to fight around the week before the masterpiece - points a lot of supermarket plan.

"This is the main entrance, coming in is the sales area, there is an administrative office and a staff lounge at the back, and at the bottom is the warehouse storage area and the back door." Zhou Uniformly drew a rough picture, but after his explanation, you can see clearly and clearly.

Song Fei's cognition of many points is the main entrance, shelves, cash registers, completely unaware that the inside is still so rich.

"The sales area is full of zombies, and if you go in, you will die," Josiki could see clearly as he ran back to the dormitory. "Why don't we go straight into the warehouse through the back door?"

"The warehouse may not be safe," Zhou shook his head, "and I am mainly worried that the back door may not be open, if we run to find it is not open, and then circle back to the front door, we will be more passive."

Song Fei understood: "It is better to go directly through the open front door, close the door and hit the dog!"

Zhou all nodded.

Josiki sounded like a fairy tale: "There are all the zombies in there, who will beat who behind closed doors!"

Qi Yan asked, "How do you close the door?"

"The supermarket uses a floor door, no latch, only a floor lock. But we didn't have a key, so we couldn't lock it and had to use something to hold the stainless steel handle from the inside."

Song Fei interjected and asked, "Can't you tie it up?"

Zhou uniformly: "That's better, of course, a mop or a broom is easy to break."

Song Fei ran to his warm bottle, from the back of the warm bottle out of the bicycle chain lock, raised his hand to shake: "How about this?"

Zhou uniformly and Qi Yan looked at each other --

"Perfect."

Josiki felt that the three brothers were dreaming: "Can you wake up and close the door to block the zombies outside, but we will be with the zombie lock inside, and then what?" Threaten them not to move with the Sakima on the shelf?"

Song Fei glanced at him: "Do you have a better way?"

Joseki is blocked. If there are only zombies in the supermarket, you can also find a leg fast as bait, draw out the zombies inside, and then in the subsequent greedy snakes in the general running, the first to return to the safe supermarket, the door is locked, done. But with all the zombies in and out of the supermarket, it's too long to have bait running around the world.

The kettle has turned over the waves.

Song Fei came over to take out the hot power supply, and finally tapped him on the shoulder: "John, if we can't even deal with a mutation in a supermarket, there may be a school, a city, and even an earth behind, you still dare to think down?"

"You've got me thinking long enough," Josiki said angrily, pulling Soon-fei's paw off his shoulder. "And I'm Johns."

No more than ten minutes before and after the battle was planned, 440 fell into an awkward silence. As the youth of the motherland born in the spring breeze and growing under the red flag, they learn Lei Feng, green trees, sympathy for widows and orphans, heroes sweep the graves, there can be a hundred ways to make the red scarf on the chest more colorful, but certainly does not include group fights.

My teacher has been telling me everything since I was a kid. Don't do it.

"Forget it, let it be," Zhou stood up freely, "I'll make a knife sheath, don't look back and hurt myself."

To do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools.

Qi said, "I'll sharpen my knife."

Josiqi: "I also go to study my knife, nima function is too much, dazzling."

Song Fei: "I go... A fan?"

It was half past seven, night gone, day out.

Very satisfied with their use of several textbook covers + tape wrapped knife sheath, Zhou all while pulling the knife, feeling the wind, while asking Song Fei leaning on the balcony door that fan: "What's the weather like, suitable for highlighting the encirclement?"

Song Fei clattering away the fan, the style is like a private visit Qianlong master, nod to his partner: "quite suitable."

Zhou all excitedly stood up and wanted to open the door to the balcony to absorb the first rays of morning sunlight.

But as soon as his hand touched the door frame, he flinched.

It was cloudy and misty outside, and the immortal air was floating.

- The fourth day of zombie siege, haze.