zombie frenzy

Chapter 159 Organs
On the outskirts of New York City, an abandoned small building.

A black man held an empty can, still reluctantly scraped out the last few drops of juice with his fingers, and put his fingers in his mouth, showing a satisfied expression.

"What should I do? Quentin." He sucked his finger clean, sighed, put it by his side, and said looking back at his companion.

Quentin leaned against the corner, tightened his belt, squinted his eyes and said weakly, "What else can I do? I have searched for several kilometers around, and the food that I can get has been brought back long ago. The ones, even if you use your life to exchange them, you can’t get them, just wait for death.”

The black man looked down from the window on the second floor unwillingly, and gritted his teeth at the zombies wandering in the distance, "How about we eat them?"

Quentin was stunned, opened his eyes and looked out, raised his eyebrows, "Caplin, are you crazy? Don't you know how Wade died?"

Caplin looked at the zombie and licked his lips, "Maybe he ate in the wrong place, I think, with such a big zombie, he can always find one or two pieces of edible meat."

There was a green light in his eyes, and when he looked at the zombies in the distance, he felt as if he saw bread and ham.

At the beginning, because of hesitation, they failed to catch up with the gap when Guo Fei led the corpse tide, and were trapped in New York and could never get out. These days, they are cautious, and all the food that can be obtained around here is searched When it was empty, the remaining places were either blocked by large groups of zombies, or there were a large number of mutated zombies inside.

After sacrificing the lives of a few companions, they no longer thought about opening the road, but began to cut down on food and clothing, and rationed them every day, but even so, they couldn't continue to endure the canned food he just ate. I searched for dog food in a supermarket, but for two adults, not only did this little food fail to fill them up, but they made them even more hungry.

Looking at the gnawed bones around him, he said distressedly, "What if I don't eat them? The survivors can't be found, or...?"

He looked up at Quentin, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Why don't you contribute a little to me?"

Quentin shrank back, touched the sharp blade beside him, and squinted at him, "Want to eat me? Come on."

Kaplin looked at him for a while, then turned his head away with a sudden smile, "Hehe, don't worry, in two days, either you will eat me, or I will eat you, just wait."

Quentin didn't speak. After a while, he picked up a femur bone and smashed it into two pieces. He used a thin branch to draw out the bone marrow inside, and slowly tasted it.

"It's useless, Quentin, the more you eat this stuff, the more hungry you get." Caplin shook his head, "There are only two of us left, if I had known, those who died in the hands of zombies would not let them go, What a waste, it’s enough for us to eat for a few days.”

"At that time, could you think of cannibalism?" Quentin carefully picked up the bone marrow without raising his head, but kept the sharp blade on his lap, keeping an eye on his companion from the corner of his eye.

Kaplin looked at the bones on his side that had been eaten away, he suddenly stood up angrily, and kicked them away with force.

"No, I'm going to catch a zombie and come back to try, do you want to come together?"

He looked at his companion coldly, although he knew that the bone marrow could not be hungry, but looking at the satisfied expression on the other's face made his stomach feel uncomfortable.

"Shh."

Quentin suddenly put down the femur in his hand, turned his head sideways, and raised his ears to listen to the movement outside.

"Someone." Kaplin leaned against the window, looking excitedly at a shadow flickering in the distance.

Before a zombie could turn around, it was instantly pounced by the black shadow, and the surrounding zombies turned their heads in unison, but before they could attack, several black shadows pounced on it again, Jian Guang Fei Wu, in a blink of an eye, these zombies fell to the ground.

The black shadows gathered together, and a blue beam of light was projected on the ground, slowly approaching the small building.

"Someone is here, haha, I won't be starved to death." Kaplin grinned grimly.

Quentin shook his head, "It's very powerful, do you see that, they seem to be wearing armor. It's just the two of us, I'm afraid we can't handle it."

Kaplin said, "So what? Are you watching them leave? Come on, even the mutated zombies can't get in, I don't believe we can't keep them, no more, two, two are enough for us to eat for a few days gone."

Quentin looked again and again, finally nodded, put down the clean bones in his hand, picked up the sharp blade, and quickly disappeared by the window with Kaplin.

... "It's here." The man held the metal box, raised his head and looked at the small building not far away.

There are many footprints on the ground, and you don't need to look too much to know that this is already the opponent's lair.

The captain didn't speak, but nodded towards his side, put his middle and index fingers together, pointed to one side, then turned to look at another subordinate, and pointed to the other side again.

The team split into several groups in an instant. The team members bent down and disappeared near the small building without a sound. The captain patted the man lightly, leaned into his ear and whispered, "Follow me closely."

The man nodded, put away the metal box, held the big sword in his backhand, and followed behind them carefully.

The small building was surrounded by a high wall, and on the iron gate of the main entrance, a thick iron chain tied it tightly.

The captain took a stride with his back against the wall, put his hands together in front of his chest, and a team member rushed up, stepped on his hands, and quickly climbed up the wall.

"Go." The captain said in a low voice, the man nodded, put the big sword back into the scabbard, stepped on the captain's hand, grabbed the hands of the team members above, and turned over quickly.

His feet trembled, and the man stood firm. Before he could raise his head, suddenly the companion above him shouted in a low voice, "Be careful, hide quickly."

The man froze for a moment, his eyes suddenly went dark, as if his chest had been hit by a car, he flew back and hit the wall heavily.

Seven or eight steel bars were bent and deformed in front of him, and the alloy mecha was punched into a small dent. The man spat out blood, and the wall behind him was hit with cracks.

"Damn it, it's okay." The captain jumped down, pulled the trap away forcefully, and rescued the man.

Huhu.

The man knelt on the ground, panting heavily, his face turned pale.

"Be careful, there are traps." The captain glanced at him and whispered while pressing the headset.

The two team members rushed towards the main entrance of the small building quickly. The loud noise completely shattered the possibility of their surprise attack.

"You stay here." The captain said, holding a big sword, and quickly chased after him.

Bang.

The door was kicked open, and a team member rolled and rushed in.

Images were continuously projected on the lens, overlapping with the picture in front of him, "Nobody."

"Walk."

The captain glanced around, and quickly rushed towards the stairs.

This is an abandoned small building. There is no partition in the space inside, but it can be seen clearly at a glance.

click.

Suddenly there was an extremely slight sound under his feet, the captain was taken aback, and looked down, he stepped on a thin thread and broke it, one end was still tied to the wall next to the stairs, and the other end disappeared quickly.

"Not good, retreat." The captain yelled, turned over and rushed back.

Rumble.

A huge cylinder fell from the sky and passed over his head at high speed. If he hadn't reacted quickly, he would have been thrown flying like that man.

"Damn it." The captain got up and cursed softly while looking at the still shaking column.

"Captain, use the gun." A team member suggested.

The captain shook his head, "No, there are too many zombies around, it's not worthwhile to fight them once you use your gun."

"Walk."

Several people covered each other, avoided the shaking columns, and slowly walked up to the second floor.

"team leader."

A team member looked at the messy bones on the ground with a pale face, his stomach was churning for a while, and he couldn't help it anymore, he took two steps to the side, leaned on the wall, and kept vomiting.

"Damn it, this is a human bone." The captain's face was ugly, and he reached out and pressed the headset, "Except for the corpse king, there is no one left."

"Yes."

"receive."

wow.

"what……"

There was a sudden sound above the vomiting player's head, and before he could raise his head, a large amount of liquid was poured on his head.

The team members screamed terribly and kept rolling on the ground.

The head was dripping with blood, and in the blink of an eye, large bloody holes were burned on the face, the two eyes became two holes, and all the bones were exposed.

The team member rolled over a few times, and lay quietly on the ground before his companions came to rescue him.

Green smoke kept rising, and an unpleasant smell spread around.

"Strong acid." The captain said with a livid face, covering his nose.

"Is this Rambo?" Another team member swallowed and said nervously.

"It's hopeless, let's go."

The captain squatted down to have a look, raised his sword, and strode forward.

The second floor was divided into many rooms, some with wooden doors, and some directly open.

On the lens, the light kept flashing, and the infrared and radar were all turned on. He stood cautiously by a door and gestured with his hand.

A fuzzy red shadow appeared in his lens, and through the wall, it could be vaguely judged to be a humanoid object.

The team member nodded, and suddenly rushed in, swiped the big sword, and chopped the object into two pieces with a snort.

Clang.

The object fell to the ground, and the team members looked down, and a model in the window rolled to the ground.

In front is a huge bookshelf, which is full of books. This model, as if standing in front of the bookshelf and reading a book, turned into two pieces at this time, and the book in his hand fell to the ground.

"Damn it, what is this?" The team members cursed in a low voice, looked left and right, and strode towards the door.

"Be careful." The captain suddenly opened his eyes and shouted loudly.

The team members turned around quickly, and swung the big sword in their hands into a ball of light, protecting themselves tightly.

Bang.

Countless steel balls shot out in front of him, jingling and being knocked away by him continuously.

"team leader."

The team member turned around slowly, with the big sword hanging down, watched the captain say something, shook a few times, and fell to the ground with a bang.

A large stream of blood spread out quickly, and the team member's face was hit with countless steel balls, densely packed, and he was killed with just one blow.

The lightweight mechas are only for fighting against zombies. They don't even wear helmets, so how can they expect such an attack.

"what……"

The captain hid by the door, yelling loudly, the veins on his face popped out, and his eyes shot out with anger.

(End of this chapter)