Rebirth: I went back to the day of the zombie outbreak

The second get out of class is over, and it's time for exercises during the break.

It will take about half an hour before the next bell rings.

We must go to the teaching building at that time to be safe.

Zhang Tanyan opened the back door and outside was a small path leading to the supermarket.

The ground was covered with all kinds of garbage and withered leaves, and it was obvious that there were few people here.

We went around to the side of the supermarket and could see that a large group of zombies were still gathered at the entrance of the supermarket.

But they no longer stick to the supermarket door, but just wander around aimlessly.

The primary goal now is to lure these zombies away before we can go up to the teaching building.

If you just run through this area, it shouldn't be too difficult.

But now there are five large sacks and a heavy box of mineral water. It is too tiring to carry them, let alone run.

"Okay, I'll lure these zombies away, and you guys run upstairs when the class bell rings," I said to them.

"Then what will you do?" Duan Kai asked worriedly.

"I can move around easily on my own," I said, swinging the machete in my hand. "Besides, I have this."

"This is for you." Feng Shuo handed me the phone he had just found. "Call me if you need anything."

What are you talking about?

What's the point of calling you?

But seeing his serious expression, I still took the phone.

He also wrote his cell phone number on my clothes.

Of course, the pen was just picked up from the supermarket.

With five minutes left before class started, I took a deep breath and ran in the opposite direction of the teaching building, hitting things along the way with a machete.

The "ping pong pong" sounds attracted all the zombies that were gathered at the entrance of the supermarket.

"Come on, come here quickly! I've risked my life for you classmates." I shouted loudly without any hesitation, giving them enough time to go back.

Fortunately, the zombies move slowly, and in this open space, their movement speed is far inferior to my lightning pace.

Soon, I led the group of zombies out of the teaching building.

Running all the way, when passing through the electric bike shed, the view in front of me was instantly filled with densely packed and neatly arranged electric bikes and bicycles.

I saw helmets on electric scooters, what else can I say.

He immediately picked up a lead, but his movement was too big and he knocked over an electric bike.

Immediately afterwards, the electric vehicle issued an alarm.

Oh my god, this sound is better.

I simply gave a flying kick and knocked down a row of electric bikes.

Suddenly, bells rang throughout the parking shed.

"Ding ding ding", "Wow wow wow", "Diu diu diu"

The sharp and piercing alarm sounded throughout the parking shed.

The zombies around here were rushing here frantically as if they were on drugs.

I took the opportunity to run out of the parking shed and came to the square at the school gate.

Outside the school gate, you can see chaotic streets and wandering zombies.

There were several cars and an Iveco parked on the edge of the square.

I know this Iveco, it's the school bus.

The principals, vice-principals and others who go out for inspection or study all ride in this car.

But what I didn't expect was that a lot of zombies appeared from all directions, blocking all my possible escape routes like a tide.

Why have all the people in this school turned into zombies?

Now he's dead.

Without saying a word, I jumped onto the hood of a car and then stepped onto the roof.

The view suddenly became wider, and I could see fifty or sixty zombies surrounding the car, with more zombies coming from a distance.

If I were caught by them now, I would probably be eaten till not even a bone would be left.

The mission was not completed and the person died here. What kind of thing is this?

More and more zombies gathered, and their hands were almost touching my heels.

At this time, the class bell rang loudly, and the three of them should have run upstairs.

While the zombies were stunned, I took out the machete and drew a circle on the roof of the car.

The machete really cut through iron like mud, and I dug a hole in the ceiling.

I shrank back and got into the car.

All the doors of the car were locked, so the zombies couldn't get in for a while, and of course I couldn't get out.

Now I am really trapped in a jar.

Outside the car window, the zombies' faces were pressed against the glass, revealing hideous and terrifying expressions. They opened their mouths and bit, and their bloody hands were slapping the car windows.

They seemed to be mocking and playing with me, their prey.

By this time, I started to feel pain in my brachialis and it started to bleed.

Maybe I moved too much just now and the sanitary napkin was pulled off.

No wonder I can attract so many zombies here, I’m just a walking blood bag.

Just for a bite of food for these bastards, I was trapped in a group of zombies and waited to die. How unlucky.

I took off my helmet and raincoat and threw them aside.

Then start to carefully observe the situation inside the car.

This is an old Mazda, with only some tissues, documents, dolls and other things inside.

There are no other particularly useful items.

I quickly took out a few tissues and pressed them tightly on the wound to stop the bleeding.

Then, he climbed to the back seat of the car with difficulty and folded down the seats with force, revealing the trunk.

There were some unopened mineral water and a car fire extinguisher in it.

After searching for a while, I didn't find anything useful.

I guess the owner wouldn't leave the car keys in the car.

Otherwise I could drive away from here.

We often see on TV that cars can be started by docking the lines.

But after hacking away at the center console and pulling out the tangled wires, I discovered that wasn't the case at all.

It doesn't seem that easy.

I took out my cell phone and called the police, but it was still busy.

So I called Shen Shuo, but strangely, no one answered the call.

Could it be possible that they would have an accident in such a short distance?

It shouldn't be.

With Duan Kai and Zhang Tanyan around, they shouldn't be unable to even handle this short distance.

In the call log, the record of my previous call to my parents is still there.

I called again, silently praying for a miracle.

However, what awaits me is still only empty silence...

So I looked up my phone and the network seemed to be at a standstill.

I don’t know if it’s our generation of base stations that are damaged or what.

When I opened WeChat, the chat history inside was still before the outbreak of the zombie virus.

In other words, after the employee was bitten, he quickly turned into a zombie.

There was no time to even call for help.

I looked at the photo album and then at the map.

Trying to find some clues or hope from it.

However, all these are in vain. Faced with such a desperate situation, my heart is filled with despair and helplessness.

I threw my phone aside and stared at the roof of the car in a daze.

Thoughts of despair filled the air.

Even if I can last ten days, so what?

Will someone really come to rescue us?

Probably due to excessive blood loss, my eyelids felt unusually heavy and I soon fell asleep.

Every time the phone rang, I would wake up but fall asleep again quickly.

Just when I was almost asleep, I was awakened by a loud shaking. It turned out to be caused by the zombies crashing into the car.

It was already dark outside, and most of the zombies around the car had dispersed.

Wandering around like a normal distribution.

Night came quickly and it was completely dark all around.

I took out a few sips of water from the trunk, then poured some on my face to sober myself up.

Then, he climbed out of the car and stood on the roof. A series of noises attracted some zombies.

I didn't care anymore and just unzipped my pants and peed.

Anyway, no one can see clearly at night, so it’s not so important.

The hissing sound of urine is particularly clear in the quiet night.

Then, I turned on the flashlight function of my phone.

A beam of white light is particularly obvious in the darkness.

In just a moment's time, the car was surrounded by zombies.

I came up with an idea, quickly opened the music software and turned the volume to maximum.

As the exciting music sounded, I threw my phone towards the school gate without hesitation.

The sound of music, accompanied by bright light, somersaulted into the distance and was particularly obvious in the silent and dark night.

The zombies rushed over like moths to a flame.

I found an open space with fewer zombies, jumped, and flew down from the roof of the car.

He rolled over on the ground in one go.

Several zombies appeared out of nowhere and rushed straight towards me.

I rolled forward neatly on the ground, successfully avoiding their attack, and swung the machete.

I cut off the ankles of a zombie, revealing its leg bones.

The zombie lost his balance instantly and fell heavily to the ground.

I suddenly realized that all I had to do was to make the zombie incapable of movement, and I didn't have to kill it at all.

This will reduce the number of times the machete is used.

A bug like this can get me stuck, I must be a fucking genius.

With this skill, I did the opposite. Instead of chopping off the zombies' heads, I focused on their lower bodies.

Facing the two zombies approaching in front of me, I bent down and swung my right arm horizontally.

The knife flashed, and the two zombies' stomachs split in half with a "swish" sound, just like the crotch of a trousers splitting.

A pile of bloody organs poured out and fell to the ground.

The two zombies, with only the upper bodies left, suddenly became shorter.

Without stopping, I took a step forward with my left foot, lifted my right foot, and made a Carlos-like heavy artillery shooting motion, kicking one of them in the head.

If this kick had happened before the end of the world, the person would have either been left with nothing but peanuts or spent the rest of his life in jail.

However, in the end times, haha...

The zombie, which originally had a human face, had its neck broken after I kicked it hard, and the scarlet warm blood and broken teeth splattered everywhere like raindrops.

With a crisp "bang" sound, the trachea and larynx were instantly broken.

The head suddenly tilted back at an extremely strange angle, as if it would fall off at any time, with only a small piece of flesh on the back of the neck barely connecting the head to the body.

This is so perverted! Even a pervert like me finds it perverted.

I didn't care whether the zombie was dead or not, I just ran away.

Although it was pitch black all around, based on my knowledge of the school, I quickly rushed to the stairs of the teaching building.

There's also a zombie there.

I took out my machete and did the same thing to it while it wasn't paying attention.

He pulled the zombie's chest, and there was a "whoosh" sound, and blood splattered five feet high.

The zombie's chest area below the chest was still on the first floor, but the area above the chest had already flown to the third step.

I almost ran up to the fourth floor in one breath following the stair railing.

When passing the second and third floors, the zombies didn't react at all.

Once you go up to the fourth floor, the stench is still overwhelming.

But I thought to myself that my classmates would be surprised to see me and would line the streets to welcome me like a triumphant hero.

The corridor on the fourth floor was brightly lit, and I quickly ran to the end of the corridor.

The patrolman was not there.

Even though there are still zombies in the corridor, should we be so lax?

I climbed over the wall of schoolbags and opened the classroom door by stepping on the table.

When the people inside saw me, their eyes widened.

But the scene in front of me made me break out in a cold sweat.