National Games: Hang up from the zombie apocalypse

Chapter 20

"boom!"

Brother Snake overturned a zombie to the ground with a steel rod.

Seeing that the prisoner snake was so brave, the players' momentum greatly increased, and they came out of the shelter waving wooden sticks, stood behind the prisoner snake, and prepared to fight the zombies to the death.

The shelter has been attacked and destroyed, and everyone will die here.

The eyes of the prisoner snake were full of murderous intent.

But even with his desperate determination, he didn't dare to step out of the range shrouded in lights in the wooden house.

The zombies gathered towards the door one by one.

The two sides were deadlocked for more than ten seconds.

The prisoner snake felt that the hand holding the steel rod in his hand was a little tired.

The psychological pressure is too great, he is too nervous.

Hands are full of sweat.

What he didn't expect was that after a short stalemate, the zombies surrounding the cabin actually receded like a tide.

What do you mean?
Why did they all back away suddenly?
Brother Snake was wondering, and he didn't know who was shouting from behind.

"Brother Snake is awesome!!"

"Run, haha! They all ran!"

Hearing the discussions of the players behind him, the prisoner was also relieved. Although he panicked to death, he still tried to maintain the majesty of the leader in front of everyone.

He adjusted his stiff facial muscles. He turned around and smiled disdainfully, "What did I think it was, that's all? It's not enough for me to kill!"

……

[Hint: Your zombie clone is attacked and tries to dodge].

[Hint: Your zombie clone failed to dodge].

[Hint: You get +1 experience for basic agility skills].

[Hint: Your zombie group is retreating].

[Hint: Your zombie has completed the retreat command and is on standby in place].

In the cabin, Fang Heng added a piece of firewood to the bonfire, and pulled out a bottle of canned coffee from his backpack.

"Ton ton ton..."

After drying a bottle of coffee in one breath, Fang Heng let out a big breath.

"call!"

Cool!
In terms of taste alone, the coffee in the game is much better than the coffee in the real world.

Even a little hesitant.

Fang Heng opened another can of coffee for himself.

"Forehead……"

Seeing Fang Heng's way of drinking so arrogantly, Liao Bufan was also a little envious. He said, "Brother Fang Heng, are you drinking coffee so late? Aren't you afraid that you won't be able to sleep at night?"

After drinking the coffee in the game, the effect is amazing, one can't fall asleep all night, and there is even an additional state called 'excited', which can slightly increase the recovery speed of the player's energy value.

"Sleep? As I said, it's fine for me to watch the night by myself tonight. You should rest early." Fang Heng smiled, giving people an unfathomable feeling, "I can have some fun tonight."

Jimmy glanced at Fang Heng, saw that he was holding a Zhizhu, and nodded with a smile, "Okay, then I'll trouble you tonight, I'm going to bed too, I'm too old, I can't stand it."

With that said, Jimmy went offline on the cot.

Liao Bufan blinked and looked at Liu Lin next to him.

These two guys have big hearts!

In this crisis situation, I can still sleep!

"Hurry up and get off the line as soon as possible."

Fang Heng smashed the leftover cans into pieces, disassembled them into scrap iron, and threw them into the storage box, and began to chase people away.

"I want you to work during the day tomorrow! Do you want to be lazy?"

"Ok."

Liao Bufan was a little reluctant, but thinking about it carefully, he didn't have much effect by staying here.

And maybe Fang Heng really has any plans?

Liu Lin glanced at Fang Heng worriedly, and sighed silently in her heart when she saw that he was waving to urge her to go offline.

Hope he's okay.

After eating two cans of coffee, Fang Heng, who was sitting in front of the bonfire, was in high spirits and felt full of fighting spirit.

"Come on, brother, let's keep playing, where are we going?"

Fang Heng said to himself, while opening the game log, he controlled the zombies who hung up outside.

……

"Brother Snake is mighty, as soon as you see Brother Snake, these zombies go to shit."

"Isn't it a zombie? With Brother Snake, let's be scared! Kill as many as you want!"

"Wait a few days for Brother Snake to bring us over to grab a shelter, and then we will be the king and hegemon in the game!"

Prisoner Snake still had lingering fears about the situation just now, and on the surface he still pretended to be calm and calm.

"It's said that the zombies at night are very scary, but it's actually just that."

In fact, Brother Snake has not yet understood why the zombies just retreated voluntarily.

After chatting for a while, Prison Snake felt a little sleepy, he waved his hand, "Who's keeping watch tonight? Everyone else rested early, it's just that they encountered a little harassment, something big, so excited, tomorrow morning. want……"

"Boom!"

A hammering sound.

The players who were about to go back to their beds and get off the assembly line were frozen in place.

Almost at the same time, everyone closed their mouths.

No way!
Is it...

The whole room was extremely quiet all of a sudden, everyone kept quiet, not making a single sound, secretly praying that I had heard it wrong just now.

"Boom! Boom!"

The familiar hammering sound resounded again, as if it was hitting every player's heart.

That's right!
Those zombies are back!
"Fuck! There's no end to it! Here again?"

Not only did the hammering sound not stop, but it had a tendency to intensify, constantly coming from all directions of the shelter.

The prisoner snake gritted his teeth and lifted the iron bar, "Go! Fight!"

Pushing open the door, the prisoner snake swept away the zombies who were waving a small stone hammer and attacking the shelter with a stick.

Under attack, the zombie staggered back two steps.

Instead of attacking, he slowly pushed back and disappeared into darkness.

In the blink of an eye, the surrounding zombies quickly retreated into darkness.

The sporadic sound of stone hammers from the rear of the shelter also gradually disappeared.

The players who chased after the prisoner snake looked at the darkness, and their hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.

This darkness is like the mouth of a giant beast, swallowing him all in.

"Brother Snake, what should I do?"

"Should we chase?"

Chase ass!
Can't you see how simple it is to lead a snake out of a hole?
These idiots!

Prisoner's heart was full of anger and had nowhere to vent.

At night, the visible distance in the wild is only two or three meters at most.

In this case, once surrounded by zombies, it is impossible to survive.

How could the prisoner snake risk his life to gamble such a small probability of survival?
The prisoner snake gritted his teeth and said, "Don't chase the poor bandits, let's go back first."

Back in the room, morale dropped for a while.

The air is dignified and a little scary.

No one spoke, and no one went offline to rest.

They were all worried, worried that that annoying hammering sound would start again.

Jonah huddled in the corner shivering.

In fact, everyone in the room had a hunch that the sound would come again.

What to expect.

Less than 5 minutes.

"Boom!"

In the quiet cabin, the 'dong' hammering sound was particularly clear.

"Oh shit!"

Again!
[Hint: Your shelter is under attack].

[Hint: Your shelter is becoming less secure].

[Hint: Please repair your shelter and protect it from attack].

[Hint: The current security level of your shelter has dropped to 11, please repair your shelter level in time].

(End of this chapter)