Chapter 65: The Transformation

Song Fei voice just fell, sitting in the chair of the zombie moved down, and then slightly raised the head, hidden in the lens behind the only clear eyes, slowly locked what to ask.

Not the Song Fei who spoke last.

It's the first one to ask.

Physics school He was seen all over the hair, subconsciously want to take half a step back, but the foot has not yet landed, the zombie on the chair suddenly jumped up, crazy pounced on him!

Zombies move fast, like being bounced up by a chair, and so how to ask the response, the other party has come to the front. So close that he could smell the faint smell of decay on his partner.

"Ow --" the zombie howled, opening his mouth and biting his bare neck.

"Ow -" answered the question with a whine, and at the same time crouched down with a thunderbolt!

The zombie didn't have time to take it back.

He asked even rolling and crawling to the back of a desk, both afraid and wronged: "I am kind ah, I just want to borrow a radio from you!!"

"Ow ow ow -" The zombie is almost frantic, holding the radio to continue to ask where the office work.

At this time, the fool also saw, Song Fei hurriedly warned: "The problem is in the radio, do not mention the radio, even the radio three words do not say, did not see that it is the baby who borrowed it with who urgent!"

Originally ran to what to ask the zombie suddenly stopped, turned around, slowly lock Song Fei.

Song Fei was embarrassed and began to retreat without a trace: "That... I just explained to him, I didn't want to mention, I, I won't borrow from you, really!"

See Song Fei was forced into the corner, early brewing long Qi Yan from the side of a shot to poke the temple of the zombie!

However, the zombie seems to have found him early with peripheral vision, and the pace of uniform progress suddenly stopped, and Qi Yan's gun grazed from the tip of his nose. When Qi Yan chagrined to take back the gun and wanted to carry out a second attack, a shiny metal weight flew next to it, and it hit the back of the zombie's head.

The weight of the weights, combined with the force of the thrower himself, knocked the zombie out of shape. To be re-established, the zombie does not hesitate, a turn and go straight to what to ask, look at the posture of no two wavering possible!

He asked immediately ran, but did not run two steps or was thrown down from behind the zombie!

What to ask want to lift down the zombie body, but from the physique to the weight are not riding on his back of the "former teacher" opponents, in a hurry he classmates can only transfer hatred: "Weights are Qi Yan gave me, I am just a porter ah -"

Naturally, the zombie will not listen to his explanation, holding the radio in one hand, pressing the back of his head, and gnawing on his fleshy white neck!

He was pressed to move, and the shadow over the growing, even, he has felt the zombie's lips to the neck of the strange touch!

The expected pain, however, was mere rubbing, as if the lips were dancing the steps of the devil on their own neck.

What to ask, difficult in the zombie press struggle to turn back, found that the zombie's hair is Qi Yan tightly pulled in the hand, and it is also the force of comrades, stopped the zombie teeth to continue to move forward, can only stall in a delicate very close distance.

Qi Yan clenched his teeth, suddenly increased his strength, and finally pulled the zombie head away from what asked the neck.

Because of Qi Yan's dragging, he asked keenly felt the weight of the body to reduce, the opportunity to struggle to climb out. To the body weight completely disappeared, a turn of the head, see the zombie do not know when has turned back, bite Qi Yan tiger mouth!

What to ask panicked, nerves burst open, just want to regardless of the past, suddenly found not quite right.

The two are in a strong state, rather than the zombie biting Qi Yan's mouth, it is more like Qi Yan is holding the mouth of the zombie with his hand to prevent its head from continuing to attack. And because he wears leather gloves, the zombie can't do anything to him for a while.

A flash of thought, what ask only feel the ground skimming cold light, is Song Fei picked up Qi Yan's gun!

In the blink of an eye, the point of the gun was piercing the zombie's face... Uh, or is it Qi Yan's hand?

In the twinkling of an eye, Qi Yan suddenly borrows the zombie head and his hand together to press down, to avoid the mop gun with biting air!

"Don't move! Song Fei a poke miss, naturally to blame comrades do not cooperate.

However, the comrades who are still entangled with zombies can hardly be more embarrassed: "I don't move, my hand will be poked by you!"

Song Fei grievances: "I did not use too long weapons, can only fumble in actual combat ah!"

Boom --

The flying weight hit the zombie's temple, and the heavy impact caused its skin to crack open and spew dark red fluid.

"Medium, medium?" A few meters away from the remote attack of the classmate He, a look of disbelief.

'Go on! Qi Yan is not stingy to his comrades to give affirmation, but also to another comrade continue to spur, "you are not how to ask!"

"..." In fact, He does not like this statement.

Song Fei also do not like, and not just said after not against him?! Liar!

"How can I ask? You got it. You didn't lose it for hours! And you were given your hand!"

"Who knows why the teacher of the computer school is so strong!!"

He asked weak weak hint: "He may also love to play table tennis at ordinary times..."

"Fuck! Song Fei a cruel, simply drop the mop gun, with their familiar metal chopsticks rushed to help Qi Yan hand-to-hand combat.

For a time three people scuffle together, zombies do not know if they feel the arrival of Song Fei is not good, while protecting the radio, while crazy wiggling head to avoid Qi Yan short knife and Song Fei chopsticks attack.

Did not dare to join the battlefield, he asked obediently continued to throw weights, but the chaotic battle scene let his long-range attack lost the target, especially when the last weight was thrown out, three people just entangled in front of the window, the weight was thrown higher, but directly across the three heads hit the glass!

With a thump, the glass was hit by the weight as the center point, and the entire moment broke. But instead of falling apart, it is still fixed in a single piece, looking like clear glass has suddenly changed into frosted.

Sudden accident let Song Fei and Qi Yan conditioned reflex to a leng.

But the zombie did not, but took this opportunity to bump open two people, straight into what to ask!

'Be careful!

"Run!"

Qi Yan and Song Fei almost in unison, but he asked is too late. His body was already slower than his brain, and his short legs made things worse. And the weights in the pocket have all been thrown away, and then draw the short knife too late!

At a critical moment, he asked the urgent wisdom, just stood there motionless, and when the zombie came to the front, he threw out a hand, directly attacked each other's glasses!

Just so fierce battle did not let its glasses skew or fall, so the same glasses students understand that it means that the legs of the glasses are very tight, so he does not play, but pick, equivalent to directly reach out to grab the other party's glasses!

Song Fei with Qi Yan look stay, do not understand this is what way.

The zombie also froze, as if the loss of glasses for it is a very need time to adapt to the big event.

He Zhiask in the moment of the glasses landing on a foot to break, at the same time to solve the confusion of his comrades: "It is nearsighted 900 degrees!"

Song Fei and Qi Yan look at each other, know yourself and your enemy, a hundred battles without danger, so elective courses should also listen carefully!

He asked the next action is to pull out the waist short knife, but I don't know if the knife light let the zombie back to God, just pulled out the knife has not yet grasped, the zombie suddenly grabbed the shoulder with the hand that did not hold the radio!

It would be a lie not to be afraid. He almost reflexively jumps away, and the next moment he's under the table.

Song Fei know what to ask is not good at fighting, but also dont think he will be timid to this. Besides, if he was so scared, he could have been hiding in the first place, but why is he hiding now after he knocked off his zombie glasses?

Is confused, the hand was suddenly held by Qi Yan, the next second, he was Qi Yan stuffed under another table, and Qi Yan after plugging him, with a very fast speed to hide almost no moonlight in the dark corner.

Qi Yan did the whole process very quickly, the movement and footsteps are very light, so that Song Fei was full of doubts still did not speak, even after hiding under the table subconsciously held her breath.

Qi Yan hiding place is very dark, from the point of view of Song Fei can only see a side of his body, but the next moment that only exposed a light side of the arm suddenly raised, visual is to do a "hush" action.

Song Fei suddenly Epiphany.

What asked to knock off the glasses is naturally to weaken the zombie combat effectiveness - 900 degrees of myopia without glasses, and this dim light that may not be completely clear even if the vision is good, is basically equal to destroyed vision. And then hiding in the table, in order to completely disappear in the sight of the zombie. Similarly, Qi Yan shoved him into the table and hid himself in a dark corner for the same purpose.

Put the zombies in a complete daze, and they, or Qi Yan, can wait for a chance to kill them.

Quiet night, empty office, zombies look around, temporarily dull.

Qi Yan slowly pulled out the short knife, did not make a sound.

The zombie, still clinging to its radio, lost his sight and began to sniff hard.

Qi Yan took the first step, very slow, very light.

The zombies aren't responding.

Step two.

The zombie remained motionless, its head swaying slightly, sniffing as much of the living in the air as possible.

Step three.

Qi Yan stride is very large, at this time has arrived behind the zombie. Without hesitation, Qi Yan stabbed the zombie straight back of the head!

Dada dada --

Should have been a foolproof attack, but also do not know whether the zombie is a blessed heart, or how long a pair of eyes behind, but at the last moment to run forward, and the pace of joy, even the listener can feel its happy mood.

Qi Yan meng forced to look at the cooked duck flapping la la fly away, and is flying to... Why do you ask?

"Why stare at me ah ah ah ah ah -" He asked the top of the desk, once again fled!

Failure, Song Fei hate iron not steel: "Let you do not spray toilet water!"

He Zhi asked: "I sprayed ah -"

"Not enough!"

"I sprayed Luo Geng to stare at me!"

"It smells too meaty!"

"..."

If the body is also a mistake, then He asked students should be cut by a thousand cuts.

Dialogue Song Fei has been drilled out from the bottom of the table, at this moment, and then hide already useless. The zombies can't see, but they can smell and spot their prey, and now they're in hot pursuit.

Song Fei chased past a knife to the zombie back of the head!

The zombie is aware of it, and quickly turns around, the tip of the knife grazes the zombie's chin, and pokes into its neck!

Song Fei immediately pulled out the knife, the blood splashed out, some of it touched the goggles, so that his vision suddenly a large red.

Song Fei subconscious lift sleeves to wipe, zombie suddenly pounced!

Song Fei immediately retreated to avoid, zombie hot pursuit, until he retreated to the ledge, back against the ledge edge!

There's no going back. The zombies are right on top. Song Fei's upper body slammed into the shattered glass, an instant crash, the glass completely disintegrated, leaving only the empty window frame and the residual debris on the edge.

The cold wind blew into the back of Song Fei's neck, so that he played a cold war.

But the zombie is unaware, continue to attack, the target is very clear, is Song Fei neck!

Song Fei can not turn it over for a while, see its bloody mouth will kiss his neck, he suddenly looked up, with goggles hit each other's face!

However, Song Fei underestimated the zombie's fighting power, and the collision did not cause the zombie to retreat, but let it down the goggles, all the way to his throat!

Life and death in a moment.

Song Fei was at a loss.

Fortunately, only half of the clear line of sight, Qi Yan has arrived behind the zombie, this time he did not give each other a chance, a knife from the zombie neck and the back of the brain connection place stab, from the bottom up, straight into the back of the brain.

The zombie stops and then doesn't move.

Song Fei closely stared at the zombie's eyeballs, confirm no fluctuations, the heart just relieved. However, there was a hint of vigilance, so he did not dare to relax completely, only looked at the radio that was still held by the zombie on his chest, and carefully reached out to take it.

Just as Song Fei's fingers touched the radio, the zombie body suddenly shook.

That was so clear that Song Fei's movements suddenly froze.

The eyes of the dead fish were suddenly turned again, Song Fei's first reaction was to push each other away, but the zombie's action was faster than his, and the radio was pulled out from under his hand!

Song Fei did not react, only saw the zombie's arm because of too drastic action and uncontrolled high, but the radio did not reach the highest point with its action, but on the way up the arm, with the inertia of a slip, out of the hand, actually flew straight out of the window!

Song Fei desperate to reach out to catch, after all is too late, can only watch the radio along the empty window to fly into the night sky. It was not long before I heard a sound that was not deafening, but definitely disheartening.

12 floors? You don't even have to look. The radio must be rotten.

Three people have a moment of loss, as if the arduous struggle for many years, in the end, a blank.

"Ow ow ow -" zombie pickpocket Song Fei, actually climbed out from the windowsill.

There are no balconies outside, only tall buildings, empty night.

Paaaah!

The sound of skin and bones breaking is always so crisp and fierce.

No matter how many times I hear it, I still feel numb.

This is a kind of physiological rejection, is born human instinct, even if the fall has become infected with zombies.

Song Fei slipped down the window and slumped to the ground.

What kind of obsession can make people still have such a clear and clear sense of protection after mutation? That little black box was perhaps the most important thing that the teacher decided at the end of his life.

Boom.

The sudden banging of the door shocked Song Fei tiger body, and completely dissipated his trance.

Qi Yan and He Zhiask also in this voice back to God, quickly alert up.

The intermittent banging went on for about five minutes. I do not know if I feel the unbreakable door, or I find that there is no sound in the room, and after five minutes, the door knocker gradually stops, and finally you can hear its stiff pace and gradually leave.

The three men looked at each other, clearly, must have been the fight before attracted the zombie.

With the footsteps completely disappeared, he asked suddenly stood up, low voice: "Qi Yan, flashlight lend me."

Qi Yan did not know what he wanted to do, but his intuition was business, so he did not hesitate to turn out the flashlight from his backpack, and did not ask much, and passed it directly.

"Thanks." Why ask took the flashlight.

Qi Yan thought about it, or said: "There is not much electricity left."

He asked nodded: "Rest assured."

The next three minutes, Qi Yan and Song Fei witnessed what is called rummaging.What to ask by the flashlight light, the teacher's seat turned upside down, what drawer, desk cabinet all did not let go. After digging through these, he went to the side to dig through the public archives and lockers.

Qi Yan puzzled to look at Song Fei, thinking good at crooked BF should understand: "He is..."

BF did not let him down, with a look of certainty: "The thief does not go empty."

Well, if we're here, we always bring something back as a souvenir.

However, what He finally turned out from the depths of the locker was far more exciting than a memorial - about 65 centimeters long, 30 centimeters high, 15 centimeters thick, the whole body is silver gray, a pair of loudspeakers are placed around, the black net covers it like a pair of big eyes, a large portable radio recorder in the 1980s!

Song Fei only in the very era of the TV series have seen this thing, Qi Yan grandpa home there is a, but it seems to have become a decoration. In any case, from the memory of Qi Yan, that thing is placed on the cabinet of Grandpa's home, so many years, did not move, did not make a sound, just quietly there, with the decoration next to what fall ash together.

Unlike the old Qi Yan grandpa home, he asked to find this, was wiped clean, even if the light is insufficient, can also see is carefully maintained.

Song Fei forced himself to calm down, don't be happy too soon, in case it is empty joy, he really couldn't help this torture: "Can it still be used?"

Any question at this stage can only be asked visually: "It should be possible."

"It's so retro..." Song Fei felt deeply and then asked curiously, "How did you know there was another radio?"

"Actually, I'm not sure," He said, carefully placing the tape recorder on the ground and shyly scratching his head, "but people who really like something usually can't just collect one." Like my father likes maps, the walls of the home are posted everywhere, domestic, foreign, ancient, modern, all kinds of. I love radio, I have several walkie-talkies in my house!"

What ask hehe laugh honest, but the eyes are bright, the kind of talk about their favorite things look, Song Fei understand!

"I'm just like you! I have PS2, PS3, PS4, PSP, XBOX, Wii, and later I also found the early card game consoles and the earliest red and white machines! It's very retro to play, it has a kind of..."

Qi Yan faintly glanced over.

Splattered Song Fei woke up like a dream: "There is a... I'll get rid of them when I get back!"

Why to ask: "..."

Home collection of radio equipment, let what ask into the future to fall in love with tangled. What if the girl he likes thinks he's bored, too? Is he gonna sell all that love to a junk man?

Oh, love ah, after kindergarten has not held hands with the girl physics school He students deep sigh in the bottom of my heart, you are really a tormenting little goblin.