Forty years old, awakening attribute panel

Chapter 271

"YES——" Fang Xu waved his arms vigorously to express his excitement.

Knowing that this is a movie set will bring more opportunities for Fang Xu's future survival.

What is the scariest thing in the end times? It's not zombies, not lack of food and clothing, and certainly not loneliness. In Fang Xu's opinion, the scariest thing in the end times is the human heart!
Without the constraints of moral laws, the darkness hidden in people's hearts will be infinitely magnified. Many gentlemen in peacetime will become man-eating demons in the end times, and even satisfy their perverted psychology by killing their own kind.

In "A Man's Legend", there are no other survivors in New York except the mother and daughter. In this way, he does not need to guard against attacks from his own kind and can focus on dealing with the zombies.

Fang Xu turned off the radio with trembling hands, stood up, looked at the lush weeds on the road, and grinned.

In the afternoon he reinforced several windows and found a Ford police bomb-proof car on Fourth Avenue. Except for the dead battery and the lack of oil, everything else was intact.

He installed the fully charged battery, then found a wrench to drain the residual oil from under the chassis, poured two bottles of Mobil in, and started the car successfully. Fang Xu showed a silent smile in the cab.

Anyway, this is the end of the world and no one comes to ask him for his driver's license. After shifting the car into gear, he slowly released the brake and the car began to slide slowly.

He reminded himself to step on the accelerator slowly, but he still stepped too hard and the car rushed forward, scaring him so much that he quickly stepped on the brakes.

With a "bang", a Toyota parked on the roadside was kissed by the explosion-proof car. The car was put into reverse gear and backed up, but it crashed into a Chevrolet behind it in a panic.

After crashing three cars, two wooden fences, and several trash cans, Fang Xu successfully got back on the road. He put the motorcycle in climbing gear and drove to the jewelry store, then walked back and drove the motorcycle back.

Having a car is indeed a lot more convenient. Things that used to require several trips to move can now be brought back in one trip.

He almost emptied the hardware store, and he also raided an Armani store and found four or five sets of clothes. Next to the Williamsburg Police Station is the Apple Store, where iPhone 4s and 5s were scattered all over the floor, which made him observe a second of silence. He also picked up a few phones, but he didn't know if they could be used.

His main task now is to capture the police station. As long as he gets the weapons inside, the rest will be much easier.

There was no choice but to work so hard before. Now that there is a better choice, who would be willing to gamble with their life?

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Six o’clock in the morning on June 2015, 6.

After living in fear all night, Fang Xu indulged himself in the morning. He washed his face with mineral water and brushed his teeth. After getting dressed, he finished the remaining two cans of beef. Then he drove the Ford explosion-proof vehicle towards the Williamsburg Police Department.

There must have been some zombies wandering around the police station last night, breaking a few of the electrical wires he had set up, but it was no big deal.

After reconnecting the wires, the generator set was started, and with a "whoosh", dozens of solar lamps installed on the windows illuminated the lobby on the first floor of the police station as bright as day.

“Roar—roar—”

A creepy howling sound came from the building. Under the light, Fang Xu saw many dark shadows quickly hiding in the room.

"Damn, so many?" Fang Xu, who was leaning against the window and watching, suddenly felt his face darken.

Although zombies are indeed afraid of light, judging from the plot of the movie, they are just afraid of it, but they cannot be killed by light.

Neville's solar lamp set is strong enough, right? Those zombies still dared to attack and even smashed the solar lamp.

"I hope there aren't any monsters like the zombie leader here." After comforting himself in his heart, Fang Xu climbed in through the window.

He didn't know where the armory was, but he estimated that it should be in the basement.

Those police officers needed to practice their marksmanship, and from a safety perspective, it would be better to put it in the basement. However, he didn't find any entrances around, so he had to put it in the building!

Holding an extended bayonet, Fang Xu slowly walked towards the office.

He welded this knife yesterday afternoon. The handle is a steel pipe over one meter long. A paper cutter used in photo studios is welded to the front, and the flat edge on the front is ground into a bayonet shape with a grinder. This way, it can be used for both chopping and stabbing, which is much more convenient than a hunting rifle that can only fire one shot before reloading ammunition.

The office layout on the first floor is in the shape of a "U", with the police officers' office in the middle, temporary detention rooms for criminals on the east and west sides, and the sheriff's office on the north and south sides.

Fang Xu didn't know where the entrance to the basement was, and there was no map to show him the way, so he could only find it by himself.

The office floor was littered with scattered documents, police equipment, and broken computers. There were also several shriveled body parts lying alone on the ground, telling of the tragic scene that had once taken place.

"Awoo--" A howling sound came from the compartment on the right, as if trying to stop Fang Xu from moving forward.

He pushed the door open with the tip of the knife, and two zombies suddenly jumped out of the dim room. Fang Xu retreated repeatedly. At the same time, when the strong light of the solar lamp shone on them, the two zombies shrank back with extreme unwillingness.

"Howl~~"

The two zombies in the room kept howling at Fang Xu, and he pointed the extended bayonet in his hand at the room, waiting for them to jump out and then give them a blow on the head.

Finally, a zombie couldn't stand his provocation and jumped out of the room.

"Well done!" Fang Xu shouted, and changed the bayonet in his hand from stabbing to chopping, and the sharp blade slashed fiercely at the zombie's neck.

With a "puff", the ugly and filthy head was cut off and rolled out on the aisle. The headless body rushed forward two steps and fell to the ground with a plop.

There was another zombie who was either timid or what, howling in the room but refused to come out. Fang Xu couldn't move his hands or feet and could only stab it repeatedly with the extended bayonet.
"Why don't you come out..."

The bayonet stabbed into the zombie's body, just like pounding into smelly rotten flesh, and each stab left a dent.

The zombie couldn't bear it anymore and tried to pounce on him by grabbing the bayonet. Fang Xu, who was always on edge, pulled back the bayonet and chopped it on the neck with his backhand. The zombie's head immediately rolled out.

"Huh——" Fang Xu felt a little relieved.

It would be a lie to say I'm not scared. The teeth of these zombies are all poisonous. One bite would mean death.

However, what reassured him a little was that these zombies were not as powerful as those in the movies. With his abilities, as long as he was not surrounded, it was only a matter of time before he cleared out the entire police station.

Continuing to walk inside, there were five or six rooms along the corridor. According to his estimation, at least half of the rooms were filled with zombies.

Sure enough, that creepy whimpering sound came from the next room again.

There was only one small zombie in the room, probably a child in life. Fang Xu did not show mercy. When the zombie rushed out, he stabbed it and nailed it to the partition wooden wall.

The fear in his heart was slowly replaced by excitement, and the thrill of hunting made Fang Xu's blood boil.

Because of the solar lamp, the zombies in the room didn't dare to rush out and could only wait to be defeated one by one by Fang Xu.

It took an hour and a half to clear all the zombies on the first floor, and we found the stairs leading to the basement, right next to the sheriff's office.

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Chapter 1: New Hopes and Challenges
"YES——" Jiang Sheng waved his arms violently, his excitement was beyond words. Knowing that he was in a movie scene meant that his chances of survival in the doomsday world in the future were greatly increased.

In this ruin, the most terrifying thing is not the wandering zombies, nor the lack of food and loneliness. Jiang Sheng deeply realized that the most terrifying thing in the doomsday is the distortion and depravity of human hearts! Without the constraints of morality and law, the dark side of human nature is infinitely magnified. Those who were once modest gentlemen in civilized society may become man-eating demons in a blink of an eye, and even seek abnormal pleasure from the pain of their own kind.

Fortunately, in the "Lone Hero" script, there are no other survivors in New York City except the mother and daughter. This means that he does not need to worry about the threat from humans and only needs to focus on fighting zombies.

He turned off the radio with a trembling voice, stood up and looked at the wild grass growing on the street, with a smile on his face. In the afternoon, he reinforced the doors and windows and found a Ford police riot car on Fourth Avenue. Except for the dead battery and lack of oil, the vehicle was in good condition. After replacing the battery, cleaning the oil tank and adding fresh Mobil, the engine roared, and Jiang Sheng smiled silently in the cab.

Since it was the end of the world, the driver's license was naturally irrelevant. He put the car in gear, lightly lifted the brake, and the car started slowly. Although he reminded himself to be gentle with the accelerator, the excitement of his first attempt made him step on it too hard, and the car suddenly rushed forward, startling him and quickly stepped on the brake.

"Bang!" The Toyota on the roadside was injured. When reversing, he accidentally hit the Chevrolet behind him. After damaging several cars and knocking down fences and trash cans, Jiang Sheng finally drove clumsily onto the road. He put on the climbing gear and roared to the jewelry store, then walked back to retrieve the motorcycle.

Cars have brought convenience. Materials that used to need to be moved multiple times can now be moved in one trip. He emptied out almost all the hardware stores and also "patronized" an Armani store to pick up a few sets of clothes. At the Apple Experience Store next to the Williamsburg Police Station, he couldn't help but feel sorry for the scattered iPhone 4s and 5s on the floor. He picked up a few of them, but he didn't know if they were still usable.

The current priority is to occupy the police station. Once the weapons there are obtained, subsequent operations will be smoother. The previous desperate efforts were helpless. Now that there is a better choice, who would be willing to take risks easily?
It was six o'clock in the morning on June 2015, 6.

After a night of anxiety, Jiang Sheng indulged himself for once. He washed himself with precious mineral water, dressed neatly, ate the last two cans of beef, and drove the Ford explosion-proof vehicle to the Williamsburg Police Station.

At night, some zombies damaged his wires, but it was no big deal. After repairing the wires and starting the generator, dozens of solar lamps instantly illuminated the first floor of the police station, making it as bright as day.

"Roar--Roar--" A creepy roar came from the building. Under the strong light, Jiang Sheng saw many black shadows hiding in panic.

"So many?" Jiang Sheng, who was lying by the window, looked gloomy. Although zombies are afraid of light, according to the plot of the movie, light can only drive them away, not kill them. Neville's strong light could not completely stop the zombies' attack, and they even destroyed the sun lamp.

"I hope there is no zombie leader here." After comforting himself, Jiang Sheng climbed in through the window. He didn't know the exact location of the gun storehouse, but he guessed it should be in the basement, which would be convenient for police training and ensure safety. However, there was no entrance on the ground, so he had to look inside the building.

Jiang Shenghuan walked into the office holding a homemade extended bayonet. The knife was welded from a steel pipe and a paper cutter from a photo studio, and the front end was polished into a sharp bayonet shape, which can be used for both chopping and stabbing, and is much more practical than a hunting rifle that needs to be reloaded after a single shot.

The layout of the first floor is in the shape of a Chinese character “U”, with the office area in the center, temporary detention rooms on the east and west sides, and the sheriff’s office on the north and south sides. Without a map to guide him, Jiang Sheng could only grope his way around.

The office was in a mess, with documents, police equipment, broken computers and shriveled limbs, witnessing the tragedy of the past.

"Ouch--" A roar came from the compartment on the right, as if warning him to stop. Jiang Sheng pushed open the door, and in the dim light, two zombies suddenly jumped out. He quickly retreated, but the strong light of the solar lamp forced them to retreat.

"Howl~~" The zombies kept howling in the room, while Jiang Sheng was on guard with a knife, waiting for the opportunity.

A zombie finally couldn't stand the provocation and jumped out of the room.

"Well done!" Jiang Sheng shouted, and the bayonet changed from stabbing to chopping, swiftly slashing at the zombie's neck. The head fell to the ground immediately, and the headless body fell to the ground.

The other zombie was hesitant, and Jiang Sheng kept provoking it with his bayonet until it lost control and pounced on him. Jiang Sheng quickly drew his knife back, cut off its neck, and ended its life.

"Huh..." Jiang Sheng relaxed slightly. The zombies' fangs were deadly. Fortunately, these zombies were not as strong as those in the movies. With his ability, as long as he could avoid being surrounded, it would only be a matter of time to clear the entire police station.

He continued to go deeper, and there were zombies lurking in many rooms along the way. In the next room, the same mournful cry was heard, and there was only one small zombie, who should have been a child in life. Jiang Sheng did not show any mercy and nailed it to the partition with one blow.

Fear was gradually replaced by the thrill of hunting, and the blood boiled because of this primitive impulse. Under the sun lamp, the zombies dared not move and were eliminated one by one.

An hour and a half later, the zombies on the first floor were cleared away, and the entrance to the basement was found, next to the sheriff's office.

In order to resist the potential threat from the zombies on the second floor, Jiang Sheng deftly moved several solar lamps to the stairwell and used the strong light of industrial and mining lamps to shine into the dark depths of the basement. The moment the light penetrated the darkness, several blurry shadows flashed inside the basement, and this sudden scene made Jiang Sheng's heart tighten suddenly.

“Crisis and opportunity coexist, give it a try!”

After secretly cheering himself up, Jiang Sheng dragged the wire and slowly pushed the solar lamp into the basement, and everything in the room became clear. The basement had limited space. In addition to a small shooting range, there were two closed rooms, one of which had an observation window, which looked like the gun registration room in the movie. Based on this inference, the closed door next to it was probably a warehouse for storing guns.

Thinking of this, Jiang Sheng's blood began to boil again.

"Ouch~~"

As soon as he stepped into the basement, the creepy howling sound rang out again. Unlike the previous one, this time the roar was much lower. Looking in the direction of the sound, Jiang Sheng found several sturdy zombies quietly crouching in the shadows under the vents, staring at him with cold eyes. These zombies with blurred faces made Jiang Sheng feel a little threatened, so he did not act rashly.

The two sides had a brief standoff, but the zombies did not attack, which was contrary to Jiang Sheng's belief that zombies would only attack instinctively. Faced with the numerical disadvantage, Jiang Sheng decisively retreated to the ground and once again brought several solar lamps into the basement, completely illuminating the lurking zombies.

The four zombies in police uniforms had facial muscles that were not as rotten as those of common zombies. Instead, they looked as ferocious as in a movie. Their bald heads showed blue veins, their fangs were exposed, and they growled in a low voice. Jiang Sheng realized that he had encountered a more difficult opponent.

"Take it easy, I'll show you what's happening!" Staring at these zombies, Jiang Sheng already had a plan in mind.

Since neither side dares to advance rashly, they will adopt long-range tactics.

He returned to the ground to get gasoline, a shotgun, and some flammable materials such as plastic foam. The reason for adding flammable materials is that gasoline alone is difficult to ignite directly. The scene in the movie where the protagonist ignites the gas tank with a shot and then leisurely lights a cigarette to ignite the gasoline is actually exaggerated. The actual ignition point of gasoline is close to 400℃. If it is not fully volatilized, the cigarette butt will only be soaked by the gasoline and cannot cause an explosion.

Returning to the basement, Jiang Sheng built a simple firewall not far from the entrance, poured gasoline on the flammable material, and then lit a piece of waste paper and threw it on top. The flames quickly spread, forming a blazing sea of ​​fire. Under the blazing firelight, the zombies in the distance roared, wanting to attack but stopping. Jiang Sheng steadily held up the shotgun and began to aim.

Holding the pistol tightly, he pulled the trigger when he judged the time was right. A dazzling light burst out from the muzzle, accompanied by a deafening gunshot, but the zombies were unharmed.

His arm was numb from the recoil, and he shook it off and reloaded.

“Bang——” Missed.

"Bang——" The shrapnel hit the concrete wall, and the zombies wailed in pain, but they were helpless against him.

This experience, which was like shooting at a live target, gave Jiang Sheng a twisted sense of pleasure. He sneered and continued to load bullets.

"boom--"

“Bang-Puff—”

Finally, after firing five shots in a row, a steel ball bullet penetrated the chest of a zombie, causing a large hole in its chest, and then it fell to the ground powerlessly. This shot greatly boosted Jiang Sheng's confidence, and he reloaded and continued to aim and shoot.

“Bang-Bang--”

With sufficient ammunition and plenty of time, Jiang Sheng kept firing. After more than 20 shots, only one of the four zombies remained. The barrel of the gun turned red due to the high temperature, and the fire in the fire wall began to weaken. Just as Jiang Sheng was about to go out to find more flammable materials, the last zombie rushed towards him desperately.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time!" The stimulation of gunpowder smoke lifted Jiang Sheng's spirits. He threw away his gun, picked up the bayonet leaning against the wall, and prepared for battle.

"Ouch~~"

The zombie leaped over the two-meter-wide wall of fire, and its blue-gray claws were heading straight for Jiang Sheng's head.

Jiang Sheng used his bayonet to sweep the steel pipe out horizontally. With a "bang", the strong zombie was hit in the waist and abdomen. The huge impact force caused it to stagger in the air and almost be swept away.

This situation is enough to demonstrate Jiang Sheng's amazing power at the moment.

Before the zombie could stand firm, Jiang Sheng swung his knife and stabbed again, but the zombie seemed to have learned his lesson and was willing to take the blow in order to grab the steel pipe.

"Ah!" Jiang Sheng yelled, trying to throw the zombie off by rotating the handle.

But the zombies held on to the steel pipe tightly, and would not let go even if their whole bodies were thrown into the fire. When Jiang Sheng was exhausted, the zombies took the opportunity to pull the steel pipe towards him.

"Taste the power of this bone-chopping knife!" Facing the approaching zombies, Jiang Sheng was surprisingly calm. He loosened the steel pipe, pulled out the bone-chopping knife from behind his waist, and chopped it accurately at the zombie's neck.

"Puff", a knife cut off one of the zombie's arms, black pus splashed everywhere, and at the same time, the zombie's other hand strangled his throat, with fangs pointed at his neck.

"Bastard!" Jiang Sheng, who was almost crazy, used his arms to block the zombies' bites while slashing at the zombies' waist and abdomen with the bone-chopping knife in his hand.

There were continuous "puff puff" sounds of chopping, but the zombie seemed to be unaware of anything. It pressed him to the ground, wanting only to bite his neck.

"what--"

At this critical moment, Jiang Sheng's eyes were filled with the zombie's bloodstained teeth and his fragile neck, and his life and death were hanging by a thread. He knew that any hesitation would be fatal. So Jiang Sheng tried his best, thrust his head upwards, and used all his strength to hit the zombie's hideous face.

"Bang!" With a dull sound, the zombie's arm loosened slightly under the sudden impact. It was this fleeting opportunity that allowed Jiang Sheng to nimbly break free from its grip and quickly slide sideways. At the same time, he tightly grasped the boning knife and swung it down without hesitation.

"Puchi--" With the dull sound of the blade touching the flesh, the zombie's huge head was cut off with a disgusting tearing sound, and rolled to the ground with a dull rolling sound, leaving behind a terrifying pile of blood and body parts.

Jiang Sheng stood there, panting heavily, and the bone-chopping knife made a slight metallic clash sound due to the trembling of his hands. One of his hands was still unconsciously rubbing his neck, which had just been strangled by the zombie and was almost suffocated, and a low gasp came from his throat. This life-and-death battle consumed too much of his physical strength. The strength of the zombie was beyond imagination. If he hadn't fought hard at the critical moment, he would probably have become the zombie's food at this moment.

Although he was exhausted physically and mentally, and his limbs felt as heavy as if they were filled with lead, Jiang Sheng knew that the end of the battle did not mean he could relax his vigilance. Looking around, he saw that unknown dangers were still lurking in the dark corners of the basement. He had to find a gun as soon as possible, as it was the key to his survival in this doomsday world. In addition, the search for food was also imminent, as hunger was another equally deadly enemy.

Jiang Sheng dragged his exhausted body and moved step by step to the door of the nearest room. He peered through the blurry glass window and saw all kinds of boxes of different sizes neatly stacked on the shelves in the room, but each box was marked with a familiar symbol - the bullet symbol. This was undoubtedly great news. The firearms and ammunition were kept separately, which meant that the next room was most likely the gun vault he had always dreamed of.

Thinking of this, Jiang Sheng felt an unprecedented excitement. In this world full of death and despair, having a reliable gun is like having a glimmer of hope. But at the same time, he also knew that the next challenge was equally arduous. Both rooms are solid concrete structures, and the doors are made of heavy steel. Obviously, the designers wanted to protect the materials inside from external damage to the greatest extent possible.

Fortunately, Jiang Sheng was well prepared. He had anticipated that he might encounter such a situation long before the operation, and specially prepared a crowbar. Even if the crowbar was useless, he still had a last resort - the gasoline cutter. Although using it meant noise and might attract the attention of more zombies, these risks had to be taken in order to survive.

As for the idea of ​​using a shotgun to shoot the lock cylinder directly, Jiang Sheng gave up after a flash of thought. On the one hand, the shotgun was too powerful, and it was very likely to damage the lock and the precious firearms; on the other hand, the rebound of the bullet might cause accidental injuries, which he was unwilling to risk. After all, it was not easy to escape from the zombies, and if he died because of it, it would be a great irony and sadness.

After organizing his thoughts, Jiang Sheng took a deep breath and tried to calm his disordered breathing and intense heartbeat. He knew that the real test had just begun. He needed to concentrate all his energy to ensure that every step forward was foolproof. Holding the bone-chopping knife tightly in his hand, Jiang Sheng slowly approached the iron door leading to hope and the unknown, ready to meet the next challenge.

Outside the door is a world full of unknowns and dangers, but also a world of hope and rebirth. Jiang Sheng firmly believes that as long as there is light in his heart, even the haze of doomsday cannot stop him from moving forward. He wants to find a ray of hope for himself and for all those who are still struggling to survive.

Jiang Sheng stood in front of the cold steel door, his deep eyes flashing with determination. He knew that once he stepped through this door, it would mean that he would officially step into a brand new battlefield, a stage to dance with death.

He slowly pulled out the crowbar, a seemingly ordinary tool that had helped him through many difficult times, and now became his most reliable partner. Jiang Sheng adjusted his breathing, gathered all his strength in his arms, aimed at the weak point of the door, and pried it hard. "Creaky", the friction sound of steel was particularly harsh in the empty basement, like the death knell of doomsday, but also like the horn of a new life.

Once, twice, three times... With each pry, the gap in the door gradually widened until it was wide enough for him to squeeze through. Jiang Sheng carefully pushed the door open, quickly scanning every corner of the room to make sure there were no hidden dangers. The room was more spacious than expected, with several large metal cabinets in the middle. The cabinet doors were covered with dust, and it was obvious that they had not been opened for a long time. In one corner of the room, there were piles of various types of firearms, from simple pistols to powerful rifles.

(End of this chapter)