Chapter 32: The Battle Again

In the second round of the big battle of the vending machine, the small partners of the invincible survival class 1 absorbed the experience of Song Fei, rushed forward and also took into account the rear, so it was very smooth to win the third floor, the whole process is like the copy and paste of the first round.

The students with increased confidence only after a short break, they will start the third round of reconnaissance - the second floor room type is different from the third and fourth floors, and most of them are huge borrowing rooms and study rooms. The small partners think very optimistic, the strategy to clean up the first zombie in the field, it is impossible to clean up the nearest replacement room, anyway, as long as the Song Fei who is responsible for distracting them have a hiding place in the general orientation.

But they thought of all the possible accidents and missed one.

It is a video and audio collection screening room on the second floor, located in the southwest corner, and Song Fei's position is roughly vertical before the first cooperation war. However, unlike the bright and clean Windows of the archive room, because of the frequent need to project data, the curtains here are drawn all year round, and the curtains are specially selected, the material is thick, and the light is not permeable.

This place is not open to students, and Song Fei and they are entering for the first time. In the same way as a closed library, knock out a small piece of glass and open the window, but this time with an extra step - pull back the heavy curtains.

It was Qi Yan who did it. I do not know when, he became the default striker of Class 1 Wu Sheng, but all collective action is rushed in the first place. He has no regrets, and everyone trusts him. Therefore, when Qi Yan opened the curtain but did not step into it, we knew that it was wrong.

Soon, a bad smell came out. Without the closure of the glass, without the curtain to shield it, the smell was direct and disgusting.

Their first reaction is zombies. But looking back on the encounter with the zombies since the accident, although they also carry some of the smell of rotten food, it is far from so strong.

Finally, Qi Yan sidled out of the way, and we saw - I do not know how long the dazzling light, five students crouching in the corner of the body.

They were close together, perhaps too long dead, facial features and body posture are a little deformed. But they were not hurt, even if they were not close, they could see clearly, they were intact from head to toe, just like this video room, with white walls and shiny floors.

- They were trapped alive here.

Lin Di Lei was the first to cry. She put her hand to her mouth and tried to suppress her sobs, but she could not stop the tears, and the back of her hand was wet.

Song Fei they also can not bear to see, have turned their backs, breathing the cold air.

Qi Yan put down the curtain and kept silent for a long time.

For more than half a month, they had seen too many zombies, ranging from extreme fear to mild fear, to extreme nausea to complete routine. But for the students, still not. They have also seen classmates being eaten and classmates jumping off buildings, but when the former happened, they mostly ran for their lives, and when the latter happened, it was late at night. There has never been a time like now, so close and clear, so immediate and tragic, as if you can close your eyes and return to the pain and despair of that moment.

After a while, Qi Yan re-entered and pulled down the curtain. Then the wide curtain gently covered the body, and the corner of the wall became a dark, chaotic red.

From beginning to end, whether it is Qi Yan or the small partners who watched him do all this, they were quiet and silent.

Perhaps in their hearts are thinking of the same thing - once miserable can be covered by them, but the road ahead, when they are miserable that day, who will let them rest in peace?

The battle on the second floor did not take shape. The immediate cause of people giving up is that there are too many zombies. In fact, they already felt this way when they cleared the first two distraction points, and when they cleared the last point and began to test their tactics, it was exactly as they expected. The noise of all the zombies running on the second floor is enough to drown out the mobile phone bell, and the diversion can pull some of the zombies, but certainly not all of them, and not even more than 60% of them, in this case, smashing the vending machine and blocking the stairs of the comrades are very dangerous.

After realizing that it was not feasible, everyone gave up decisively and returned to the closed library.

Any Plan has the possibility of failure, far from it, just say to the express point, they changed several plans in a row. But none of them will be as demoralized as this one.

The reason, everyone knows, but no one is willing to say.

All afternoon after returning to the library, everyone was quiet, sitting by the window, or lying on the books, or leaning against the corner, or hiding in the bookshelf, without communicating with each other, and falling into a kind of profound depression.

Until 6 p.m., when night fell.

In the past, the campus at this time should be the lights on, but after the body tide erupted, the lights have been on, regardless of night and day, and the lights have been off, regardless of day and night.

More of them are off than on.

Song Fei leaned against the side of the bookshelf, facing the window, looking at the night sky. In order to forget the horror of the audio-visual room, he forced himself to think of the small town in his hometown. It is a peaceful city. There are no scenic spots, no old homes of great men, and only people living in peace and contentment. Traffic flows on the not too wide road, the buildings on both sides of the road are not fancy, and even the train station in the city center is simple and plain.

At this moment in that small city, there are countless people looking out of the window, do not know where tomorrow, or still live and work, thousands of lights?

Song Fei hopes it is the latter.

Wistful head down, mobile phone or no signal.

He still insisted on charging it every day, always feel that some casual moment, it will ring.

Huh?

Song Fei bored fingers across the screen suddenly stopped, surprised blurted out: "Today is New Year's Day!"

One sentence caught the attention of all the friends. It was like a rock crashing into a lake that had just formed a thin layer of ice, and the water began to flow. Everyone took out their mobile phones - except for a few students - and flashed the screen to unlock it, striking January 1.

New Year's Day.

They spent three quarters of what was supposed to be a wonderful day in thrills, thrills, battles, sorrows, and depressions, only to discover that they had only six hours left.

Eight people looked at each other, including Song Fei, can not find the right expression for a while. At sea? Bitter? Happy? Joy? Can't laugh or cry? None of it seems right.

Zhou all smiles wryly, mutters: "New Year's new atmosphere, ah, really ironic."

You know what he's referring to.

God gave them the first gift of the New Year - reveal the plot.

"We'll end up like that, too." Josiki said what everyone had been writhing in all afternoon, but no one dared to say.

The little friends were silent.

Only Song Fei, like everyone else, thought about this question all afternoon, but his answer was: "No."

There is no pretending to be brave, only calm tenacity.

Wang Xiaoyuan slanted his eyes at him and deliberately said, "A good beginning is half the success. It seems that the beginning of this New Year is not very good."

Song Fei put the mobile phone back in his pocket, a pair of his eldest day second who is not as good as he said to beat the sample: "Before we did not find that it is New Year's Day, not." So our New Year, from now on!"

"Line -" Wang light far shrug, elongated sound of echo seems helpless, but the eye already has a smile.

The head of Qi Yan is quick, has piled booty to the "book shop", now sitting cross-legged, looking up at the comrades: "What are you waiting for, start ah!"

Friends again silly at this time also see understand, singing and a rush of ducks on the shelves... The three of you are ready to make your debut together!

"Whatever happened, from now on, is in the past tense." Song Fei held up AD calcium milk, "For our unfortunate one year old, cheers!"

AD calcium milk, red Bull, boiled water and other different drinks collided in the air without a crisp sound, the eyes of the cheers are flashing the same light of hope -

"Happy New Year!"

Repressed in the afternoon, at this time, Wusheng Class 1 is like the students who finally waited for many days to issue the list. Fuck the future! I want to have a good summer now!

Symbolically drank the "wine", and they neatly opened the bowl of noodles that had been soaked for a long time. In an instant, the smell of pickled cabbage in the old altar filled the library. The taste is so intimate and familiar, warm and reassuring, so that everyone who is immersed in it feels that they should be able to live another 500 years.

"This is the second quarter we've had since the accident." Luo Geng sucked a big mouth of noodles and swallowed without chewing, "No matter what you think, I feel better than last time." Well, at least we've got a bigger team, two vending machines, and no motherfuckers like last time. So next holiday, and the holiday after that, things are only going to get better for us, really."

Josiqi is drinking noodle soup, listen to this is anxious, almost burning the tongue: "Why we next festival, the next festival, but also together?" Can't we just wait and help the whole class graduate?"

Luo Geng thought very seriously and nodded: "This proposal can also be."

Joski black line, WTF almost exits.

His comrades burst into laughter. That's enough laughing. I'm talking about the cafeteria battle. After all, the library is running out of time, and the canteen is the only option.

In fact, the plan has a general outline, only some key actions still need to be discussed and deliberated. Because even eat and drink, everyone is not so serious, think of where to say, no main outline, the result does not know how to talk, talk to the decoration of the canteen.

The first to be ridiculed must be the outer glass curtain wall, and the hatred value of comrades for it simply breaks through the sky. Then there are doors, Windows, glass, marble floors, and even row seats, none of which will satisfy your friends.

Zhou is definitely the most ferocious spray, others are based on feeling spray, he is based on professional spray, spray to the back Song Fei heard a little sympathy for the students to live on the place, simply interrupted: "Hey, you are the department of architecture." Architecture is not supposed to design the shape of the building, why do I feel that your knowledge covers the field of decoration?"

Zhou all squinted at him: "I want to design buildings, who let me design ah, you think I can be an architectural designer after graduation." I'm telling you, 10% of our majors can actually become designers. The rest are not engaged in decoration or civil construction, which is still good, can not find a job floating a lot."

Song Fei heart a sour, empathy: "We tourism management, you think that graduation can let you go to the management of scenic spots?" It would be nice to be a tour guide."

"Do you think we are too poor," Luo Geng sighed, lying down in a big shape, looking at the ceiling in confusion, "from small to big, in addition to studying for college, there is nothing else." Now that I've been admitted to college, I have to worry about finding a job..."

Song Fei smiled wryly: "I would rather worry about finding a job now."

Lost just know to cherish, is countless novels and movies with rotten words, Song Fei had shrugged it off. Now I understand that the reason why it is rotten is because it is really accurate - if time can be turned back, he must be reformed, study seriously, and never waste. Because those he had thought very boring very boring college life, but at this moment he wanted to save the peace and beauty.