The Last Days

It’s a pity that no matter how many zombies he kills, there are always zombies to replace him. This is a drop in the bucket.

"Damn if you have a heavy weapon" the man spit in hatred, and fell directly from the second floor to the chest of a female zombie below, but the place that once made men yearn for is now a pile of rotten smelly meat.

All the people who could be useful in the whole house went up, and the weapons were not enough. In addition to the automatic rifle in the man’s hand, there were two or three small pistols, all of which were taken by the man who blocked several exits on the first floor. , And they tried their best not to shoot indiscriminately. They saw the zombies coming up, and they raised their guns on the foreheads of the zombies through the cabinets and chairs. They also had a very high hit rate. Sometimes they were lucky. If you can still get a shot after exploding the first zombie, there is a zombie just behind the bullet flight path, and then the head is blown.

But even if the fire was fired upstairs and downstairs, there were too many zombies and their ammunition was about to bottom out. It was originally this group of people who were lucky enough to encounter a small group of zombies on the road when they went out to find supplies. Left by the Self-Defense Forces.But when they found it, there were only one automatic rifle and three small pistols. Obviously, this was the only legacy left by the poor soldiers who were thrown by their teammates, and there was a box of ammunition.

At the beginning, I didn’t expect to encounter such a large number of zombies in this suburb, so I didn’t expect that after encountering hundreds of zombies, such a weapon would be of little use.

The man regrets now that he didn't remove the heavy machine gun from a broken Hummer and retrieve it.Otherwise, if you have a heavy machine gun, sweep the floor below, as long as you have to reduce a lot of Yali

But now it’s useless to regret it and want to find a way to escape

Yes, the man has no hope for whether he can hold it, so many zombies can't hold it anymore and stay here, just waiting for death, only finding a way to escape is the best choice.

However, the man did not express his thoughts. Firstly, he himself didn't know how to escape completely surrounded by zombies. Secondly, most of the people here are still resisting because he did not show despair. Expression, these people who believed in him thought they could stand it.

Once he knows that he wants to escape, he might collapse right away. If he collapses like this, no one can live.

So he didn't dare to show his thoughts, thinking about how to get out of trouble while shooting.

The entire small wooden house has been surrounded by groups, and a passage must be cleared out, but how to clear it?

As the man was thinking, his eyes happened to catch a few figures shivering in a corner behind him. Those were a few useless and incompetent women. Some of the beautiful ones were here recently. Men’s playthings, among them, the good-looking mother and daughter were exactly what the man wanted to start today.

"Maybe they can be used..." The man rolled his eyes and thought of a feasible way.But he didn't act immediately. He knew that there were some animals in this method. Maybe the zombies had not been killed in, there would be civil strife inside, which was not the result he wanted.

The "Nakamura" male protagonist started to care in an instant and shouted downstairs.

"Boss what's the matter?" A man in his thirties holding a pistol downstairs shouted back upstairs after he shot and killed a zombie who wanted to turn over from the cabinet.

"You fight the corpses downstairs quickly" the man snapped and replaced it with a magazine again. The ammunition was running out. The man took a look just now. There are three left plus only four in the gun. A total of 120 bullets

"Boss, are you crazy? We are almost unable to withstand the corpse below." The man named Nakamura shot and killed a zombie again, and then found that his bullets had run out, "We have no bullets below. Up"

"Stop talking nonsense, hurry up. It's about whether we can live or not." The man was not very focused because of a few shouts. He fired four or five shots and even a zombie was not killed. He showed an angry expression and his tone became urgent. .

Live?This sentence still works. Who doesn't want to live here?Although downstairs was surprised, the person who was in charge of shooting was also empty because there was no bullet, which happened to be useful. Then the three people worked hard to move the corpses on the first floor to the second floor.

"Boss, what do you want these corpses?" Because they wanted the motivation to live, the three quickly transported all the corpses to the man on the second floor, but they were still curious about what the man would do.

"Throw it down" the man just finished shooting the bullet in the gun, and he left the window after changing a magazine.

"Huh? Boss what did you say?" Several people looked at each other, is the boss crazy?

"I said throw it down. Didn't you hear this? This is our only chance to survive. Hurry up." The man threw the automatic rifle in his hand to the female white-collar worker who wasted bullets, then walked directly to a corpse and lowered himself. They fought back. This was a survivor of theirs, a young man in his twenties, but unfortunately he was bitten by a zombie before and was infected by them.

The man carried the corpse and walked to the window, then threw the corpse down without hesitation, and suddenly knocked down four or five zombies crowded together below, and then the surrounding zombies seemed to have seen a delicious meal. Pounced over, followed by that disgusting eating. Even a few zombies who originally wanted to attack the gate gave up the attack and turned around to fight.

"This..." The few people on the second floor, except the man, saw the situation with a greenish expression on their faces, wanting to vomit, but soon they understood the man's idea of ​​using these corpses to attract the attention of these zombies.

Now that they understood, they didn't resist, and threw the corpses on the ground toward the window one by one.

One corpse is not enough for so many zombies to eat, but if there are too many

Originally, there was only a small range of zombies fighting over there, but slowly the zombies from other places also surrounded the location of several corpses. Suddenly, the situation of the wooden house improved a lot, and many zombies gave up the attack. Go for food.

But the corpses are limited. There are only eight corpses in total, and they were thrown away after a short time. At the same time, because of these eight corpses, more than 70% of the zombies gave up the attack and began to squeeze each other. Eating.

But this is only temporary. There are a lot of eight corpses, but after more than two hundred zombies are fighting over, they will become a skeleton in a short time. At that time, those zombies will still turn around and just face the wooden house. attack.

Therefore, something must continue to attract their attention, otherwise getting out of trouble is just empty talk.

"Boss, what should I do? There are no more bodies." The middle-aged man named Nakamura looked back at the man.

"Do you want to live?" The man suddenly lowered his voice and asked, and at the same time he glanced at several people not far away.

"Isn't this nonsense? Of course I want to live." Unanimously, no one does not want to live. As the saying goes, it is better to live than to die, or to be eaten by a disgusting thing like zombies. Of course it is to live. The most important thing is that this is also the biggest reason why they are willing to call the man in front of him because his marksmanship and weapons give them hope

"Now that this is the case, I will tell the truth. We don't have much time. I will briefly say..." Then the man said his attention.

"This..." After listening to the man's words, several people looked at each other. They didn't expect that the man in front of them would be so poisonous and would want to do that in order to survive, but none of them were good birds. The former gangsters were bad guys with criminal convictions, so he just agreed with the man's actions after a little hesitation.

Seeing that the three strongest people besides him here agreed to his idea, a smile appeared on the man's face.

"But who are we going to attack?" the Nakamura man said as he peered at the crowd hiding in the corner.

"Don’t move those girls, let’s pull out the old, weak, sick and disabled. It's a shame to use up the words of the girls at first, maybe we can take a few away," the man said after thinking for a while. Unspeakable **.

"Hey, what the boss said." The three of them also laughed happily. Everyone is a man, but the kind of people who had no money and no power in the past, who were not favored by women, who cared about women.

Immediately afterwards, the four people walked quickly to the corner of the second floor. There were six or seven people here. In addition to the mother and daughter, one of them was also a woman, but the appearance is not flattering, but at least the figure is not bad. These days, because the beautiful female white-collar worker was played by the leading man, she was played by several other men in turn, which was considered waste use.

Among the remaining four, there is a seven or eight-year-old boy, and an old man in his sixties. The other two are middle-aged men in their 40s and 50s. The long dazzling suits show how beautiful these two people were in the past, but the advent of the end times has left them with nothing. Athletes, houses, cars, and money rights are gone.

Now they can only shelter in the hands of the little bastards who they looked down on and scolded the most.

"Boss, the figures of these two people are as good as a few people." Nakamura finished speaking with a grinning smile and pulled up the two obese middle-aged uncles with the other two.

"You...you...what are you...doing..." Seeing the grinning expressions of the few people, the two middle-aged uncles knew something was wrong, but they didn't wait for them to make noise, they were knocked out by the Nakamura people. , And then began to drag them along the window.

"Hey, don't you want to take them? Are you crazy" The beautiful white-collar worker was more courageous because she was the bedside man of the leading man during this period, and exclaimed as she watched the actions of several people.

In the same way, the pair like grandparents and the mother and daughter were scared and couldn't believe what the people in front of them wanted to do. They just saw the act of throwing their bodies out. Now Should we throw out the living?

"Shut up, don't think you can sleep with Lao Tzu for a few nights. If you want to live, just shut up Lao Tzu, or do you change with them?" He looked at what the two middle-aged uncles in a coma were trying to say, but in the end they didn't say anything, bowed their heads and said nothing.

Seeing that no one dared to speak out, the four hurriedly lifted the two obese middle-aged men, because they were too heavy and needed a pair of two. The four of them happened to lift one each, then walked to the window and threw them straight down.

"Ah, no, don't eat me... Uh..." The screams of two uncles came from below. They were obviously awakened by the pain of the zombies eating, but they didn't make a sound after a long time.

The leading man took a look. The eight corpses that had been thrown down had been half eaten, but some of the zombies were still besieging the wooden house. Obviously, the bait was not enough.

Seeing here, the man and the other three people looked at each other, and then walked directly towards the pair of grandparents.

"What are you going to do?" The sixty-year-old man knew when the four people came over. He quickly opened his arms to stop him in front of his grandson, "You can't do this, are you still human?"

"Humans? Of course we are humans, but we are forced to survive, and you didn’t say anything when we were doing that? After all, you are also a selfish person." Nakamura sneered. I want to grab the little boy's collar.

"You can't throw my grandson down," the old man shouted, pushing away the inadvertent Nakamura, but he also knew that few people could be stopped, and said in a trembling voice with fear: "Let me replace my grandson, let me go. Grandson

Seeing the old man who wanted to sacrifice his life to save his grandson, the four laughed loudly, and then dragged the old man and the little man towards the window.

"Old guy, you have a share if you are anxious"

The old man was stunned, unable to speak at all, and the little boy was also upset, but it was useless. The two were finally thrown down by the four, followed by a scream that made people tremble. It was the unscrupulous laughter of the four people who screamed.

Since two more new foods were added, the zombies who were still attacking the wooden house were also heading towards the pair of grandparents. The direction the four of them originally lost was the location of the zombies. They were calculated.