The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 201 Double-edged Sword

"I wipe..."

Lu Yubo sat down on the ground, cigarette butts and forks were thrown aside. He was horrified when he saw the flaming corpse less than two meters in front of him. If several people hadn't come together to save him, he would have been able to avoid being eaten by zombies. Burn it out for better or worse!
"I called you such a bastard. I almost confessed. Why don't you thank Lao Tan!"

Zhang Su was shocked. The crazy zombies moved very fast.

"Thank you, thank you, Sister Tan. If I hadn't been a little older, I would have wanted to be your godson. Damn it!"

Lu Yubo wiped his cold sweat and said nonsense. He had really been scared just now. An accident was different from a battle. All kinds of hormones had not had time to be secreted before something happened. It was terrible.

"Forget it, forget it, it's enough for me to have Da Kun as my godson..." Tan Huajun waved his hand.

Mo Qianlan stood aside and watched her mother show off her power, and saw her brother who rescued her from the mall playing tricks, and couldn't help but smile.

Yu Wen looked at the burning zombies lying on the ground, pushed up his glasses, and analyzed: "Zombies seem to be able to draw energy from the flames, just like injecting a large amount of stimulants into humans who have been hungry for several days, and instantly burst out with incomprehensible energy. The speed and power are so terrifying!”

"The zombie's fear of fire is relative. It is indeed flammable. You can also use flames to destroy it, but before it is destroyed, it has to withstand the attack of violent storms!"

"Brother Zhuzi, your taste is too strong. How do you cook with zombie corpses on fire? What does that taste like!" Qi Xiaoshuai's face twitched, he couldn't even imagine that scene.

"Before the invention of mummy brown pigment, Egyptian locals dug out mummies from the soil and used them as firewood to burn. Resources were limited. As long as they could be used, who cares?"

As a camp cook, Zhao Dezhu looked at the burning zombie corpses thoughtfully.

Although the burning zombie was not allowed to continue running just now, it can be seen from its short movements that it is extremely fast!

Zhang Su shook his hands and said helplessly: "It seems that using fire to deal with zombies is not very reliable... Unless a special environment or trap is created, we can still defeat them. Just a little fire, it's over, and we'll be tortured to death!"

"Hey, don't say it, you really don't say it..." Zhang Su felt that this suggestion was very reliable.

Liu Tianji told a piece of trivia.

While everyone was discussing, Tan Huajun pointed at the burning zombies on the ground and shouted.

"Normally speaking, there are a lot of human corpses. This thing is so strange. It is loved and resistant to burning. If it can be used to cook in the stove, it will save trouble!"

Everyone nodded. After witnessing the madness of burning zombies, everyone was frightened. This was a strategy of sharing the same fate...

Just imagine if more than a hundred flaming zombies rushed towards the camp en masse, and if dozens or twenty rifles hadn't fired at them simultaneously, it would have been difficult to resist!

"It seems to work."

Zhang Su was glad that he did not use fire attacks rashly during the battle, otherwise the entire camp would be destroyed by the attack of flaming zombies without even a chance of trial and error!
"Look, everyone, something has changed!"

"This is a double-edged sword. Kill your enemies and yourself!"

Zhao Dezhu grinned: "It's not that good. It's on fire. Who dares to fight it? If you get close to it, your hair will be burned. You can only use a gun. There must be an obstacle to support it, otherwise you can't even shoot." There’s no safe distance!”

The materials used to make mummies have a scent when burned, but zombies have an indescribable smell. It is different from the rotten smell when they are alive. It is very unique. No one can describe it and has never smelled it.

Zhang Su walked to the leeward outlet, lifted his nose and smelled it, frowned and walked back to the crowd: "There is a strange smell, not good, otherwise the zombie corpses can be used as firewood, which is more efficient than firewood..."

About ten minutes have passed since the zombie was ignited, and the zombie's body tissue has begun to melt slowly, just like a wax statue gradually deforming when exposed to high temperatures, from the original solid to an extremely viscous liquid, similar to asphalt. The form collapsed into a large mass.

"If cooking is not possible, then... heating should be possible, right?" Zhong Xiaoshan asked.

"Heat?"

Yu Qing pursed her lips and said: "Some national heating companies in Northern Europe cooperate with crematoria. The incinerator can provide a certain amount of heating for citizens..."

"I'm wiping it, is there any soul roaring in the heating pipe?"

Wu Lue had a strange smile on his face.

"This is not a joke." Zhang Su said seriously: "It's already winter, and we'll start burning the stoves for heating tomorrow. You allocate rooms and stay in two B&Bs, Little Lucky and Wangshan, to avoid having to burn an extra heater!"

Except for the simple Qingfeng Villa, several B&Bs have installed their own heating equipment.

"Zombies wander into the camp almost every day. I don't care whether two or three are enough to burn the coal, but they can relieve the pressure on the coal to a great extent! I will write a list tonight to arrange the schedule for burning the boiler. You have time. Get acquainted with them all.”

Everyone nodded, indicating that there was no problem.

"By the way, how long can this zombie be burned?" Lu Yubo calmed down and lit another cigarette. He found that there seemed to be no change after burning for several minutes after the zombie turned into a sticky state.

"Just wait and see!" Zheng Xinyu brought Corgi Good Luck to the fire and stretched out her hands to keep warm.

Setting the zombie on fire does not mean the experiment is over. You have to at least wait to see how long a zombie can burn. As a result, after an hour of waiting, the black goo melted by the zombie has only shrunk in half...

puff.

Zhang Su poured a basin of water on it and couldn't wait any longer. He came to a rough conclusion that a zombie could burn for two hours.

……

One night passed, and when Zhang Su got up the next day, he clearly felt that the temperature had dropped again. He glanced at the electronic clock with a thermometer on the bedside, which showed only eight degrees.

The temperature in the room is eight degrees, which is the temperature for three people with the doors and windows closed, so the temperature outside at night must be zero degrees, or even lower!

After getting dressed, I opened the curtains and took a look. Sure enough, there was a thin layer of ice where the water accumulated next to the well in the yard.

In the morning, everyone in the camp was busy performing their duties. Zhang Su still led his people to pull supplies to Zhuangzi. There were still some places in Niuquan Town that had not been cleaned up, but there was no rush there.

In the afternoon, Zheng Xinyu put away the meals left for Zhang Su and the others, and was about to ask when Zhang Su would be back when she heard a voice coming from the intercom.

"Everyone, be careful. There is a car approaching. I don't know if it's someone coming from United Village. Please be careful!"

Tan Huajun was in the monitoring room, looking at the screen. An SUV driving slowly on a self-built road delivered the news to everyone in the camp.

At the foot of the mountain, in the passenger seat of the Tiguan, Wang Xingui looked around with an envious look on his face.

"Brother Takako, the environment here is really nice. There are mountains and rivers. Why didn't we think of coming here before?"

A bald young man sat in the back seat with his face pressed against the car window. He looked fierce but spoke in a naive manner.

"You are stupid and don't want to hear it. Think about it, who doesn't know who is near a place like Tianmay Island? Is it possible that the owners of B&Bs on the mountain came here before the disaster broke out? Can King Yama take over this place? , you think we can too?"

Wang Xingui gave his men a lesson with a grimace.

The middle-aged man driving the car smiled and said: "Xiaobo, your brother Guizi is right. What's the matter? You can't just think that you can do it when you see others can do it. Your wife can still have a baby. Can you do it?"

Xiaobo winked and said: "Uncle Zhong, your metaphor is too nonsense. Men and women can be the same..."

"Okay, let's not talk about men and women, let's just say that a few years ago, the old village chief saw that a group of people in Xigezhuang had become rich by raising raccoon dogs, so he also encouraged people in our village to start raising raccoons. As a result, the average compensation per capita was 100,000. Only later did he find out that Xigezhuang There is a boss who has a factory in Cangshi, where he produces and sells everything!"

"Then we can also build a factory in Cangshi..."

"Okay, okay, I regret bringing you out. Don't keep nagging. Stop talking if you can't speak for a while. It will embarrass me! By the way, don't call the name of King Yama, just in case the King of Yama is really If you get angry, just wait to be beaten!"

Wang Xingui really didn't want to take Xiaobo out, but Xiaobo's sister had been having a heated fight with him recently, and she said she wanted to bring Xiaobo out to see the world, but there was nothing she could do.

Is that seeing the world? That was to meet King Yama. If it weren't for the affairs of the Qinglong Corps that blocked his eyes, he would be very reluctant to come here.

After a while, the car stopped in front of the mountain gate, and Wang Xingui and three others got out of the car neatly.

"A few handsome guys and beauties, I am Wang Xingui, Guizi. I made an appointment with your boss, Brother Zhang, to come over this afternoon. Where is Brother Zhang?"

"Yeah, brother Su knows. He's still asking Zhuangzi. Let's go back now. Let's sit inside and have a cup of tea!"

Zheng Xinyu had dealt with Wang Xingui on the day the Beitazi camp was annihilated, and she remembered him.

"Hey, okay! Uncle Zhong, please drive in, and I'll take Xiaobo to follow everyone."

"Row!"

Uncle Zhong jumped into the car and drove slowly into the camp.

Wang Xingui and Xiaobo followed Zheng Xinyu and the others all the way up. They were surprised by the many facilities they saw, such as walls, barbed wire fences, horses, nail belts, and holes reserved for killing zombies...

This is what a safe camp should look like. Compared with Tianma Island, the defense of Lianhe Village seems simple and shabby.

(End of this chapter)