Chapter 103 You two chat alone
"Humph!"
The first thing that came from the radio was Teng Qing's cold hum. Obviously, what Guo Zhenbei just said exposed one thing, that is, Yang Yanzi only said something to him.
"Isn't it, Brother Zhenbei, have you been chatting alone with Yanzi?"
Even if Teng Lang's words were across the radio, he could smell a sour taste. This made Guo Zhenbei a little confused. He had just heard it on the radio, and there was no problem of changing the channel.
"Swallow?"
"Yes, only the two of us can hear you talking to you!"
"How is this possible?"
Guo Zhenbei is a mechanical student. Although he is not proficient in electricity, he is definitely not a white neck. But the radio was silent, and Yang Yanzi didn't answer his question at all.
"No, I didn't talk to her. It's just that I discussed the plan with her and asked her opinion!"
Teng Qing's cold hum came from the radio again. If it weren't for the urgent situation now, I believe Teng Qing would not have spared him.
"Alas, these women, fortunately..."
Qi Jiaqiang, who has begun to take action, can feel the blood filling his brain. This made Qi Jiaqiang, who was hanging upside down, obviously feel a little dizzy, and deeply sympathized with Guo Zhenbei's love triangle. Guo Zhenbei, who is already completely convinced, has no idea at all at this moment.
Following the rope, he went straight to the corner of the air pipe on the first floor, tried to bend his waist, and asked the people upstairs to slowly put the rope through the radio.
"Pleave...p...p...!"
When the last word "play" fell, he was already lying on his back in the ventilation pipe. His feet were still hanging in the air, which made him try his best to tighten his body to make it look like a "V", and then bend his legs to get his hands and feet as close as possible.
After untied the rope on his feet, Qi Jiaqiang lay down in the passage and took a good breath. The tight armor made him feel hot after strenuous exercise. It was difficult to turn over in the air channel, and the thin air channel immediately shook.
"Wow, I want someone else... Probably except for Teng Qing, other people's bodies can't be so flexible!"
With a long sigh of relief, Qi Jiaqiang began to slowly climb forward. His task is to go near the bottom of the automatic staircase and drop the "blood grenade" there. Step by step, lured the zombies below to leave the second floor and move towards the door of the mall.
"Guys, get ready. I've arrived at the place!"
No matter how others progress, his task is like this.
The person on the roof will throw a "blood grenade" at the door of the supermarket, and the last thing that attracts zombies is an MP3 player that hangs about 2 meters on the ground, connected to the speaker, and a towel soaked the blood of the fake policeman.
If everything is fine, the zombies in the whole supermarket will pour out. If the goal can be fully achieved, then all the zombies will leave the supermarket. And Yang Yanzi can put down the door of the supermarket with the monitoring system of the supermarket that is being powered on.
The subsequent work will be much simpler, cleaning up the zombies in the whole supermarket and taking away the necessary supplies. If it still goes well, according to Guo Zhenbei, they are no longer far from leaving the city.
After waiting for about an hour, the wire was probably connected by Shi Hongxia, and the lights in the whole supermarket flashed a few times and suddenly lit up. Although the brightness is not high, it only lights up the most power-saving energy-saving lamps.
"I'm afraid we need more generators, those small generators..."
Yang Yanzi's ability is admirable. If it were their brother, she would have no idea of using a wind turbine. And as far as he knows, the "home" is constantly building such things. Except for those who have processed weapons, almost everyone is busy with this matter.
Shi Hongxia is responsible for the modification of the motor to the generator, while others are responsible for sawing out the wind blades. Although the wind leaves processed from PVC pipes are quite inefficient according to Yang Yanzi's words, it is the best way in this biochemical end of the world.
When the light was on, the Qi family forcibly removed the ventilation hole in front of him and stuffed his head out of the passage to observe. The situation here should be similar to that on the second floor. The boutique is messy, full of signs of struggle, struggle and overturned counters and chairs.
Those well-dressed shop assistants were wandering in the space on the first floor. It's more about the children standing there, as if they were at a loss. Although at that time, most of the people who came to buy vegetables were office workers or the elderly at home.
Qi Jiaqiang reported the situation on the first floor to Guo Zhenbei by radio, and he thought that it was completely impossible to attract zombies from here.
"Brother Zhenbei, there are a lot of zombies on the first floor, but the door is smooth. If we can make enough noise outside, it should not be a big problem!"
"Okay, you stare first and listen to me!"
Guo Zhenbei was poking his head out of the ventilation pipe on the second floor. He looked at the shelves on the second floor and reached out a "blood grenade" from his body. But he can't throw it now, because the people upstairs are preparing to throw the body of the fake policeman downstairs.
The person who did this was Ji Weiwen. After Guo Zhenbei despised his authority and Teng Qing laughed at him, he seemed to have become more sincere.
"No, chop off its head, or it will infect the virus. I'm afraid he will come back to life and become a zombie!"
It's always going to embarrass him. Teng Qing brought a kitchen knife. Her words made all the women present far away, and even her mother had hid in the warehouse. Although the men are still stiff there, the color on their faces is really ugly.
"Don't be disgusting. If you want to live at this time, this is a necessary means! Put on gloves and wrap your head and face. In addition to airborne transmission, this zombie virus will be transmitted through body fluids for air-immune people!"
With that, Teng Qing threw a pair of long rubber gloves for the kitchen to Ji Weiwen, and even gauze scarves, plastic bags and other things.
Ji Weiwen looked at the body in front of him. Of course, he couldn't let Teng Qing do it. After looking at others as if asking for help and making sure that no one could help him, he bent down and held the fake policeman's head with a gloved hand.
By this time, Teng Lang had already sent Hongxia to the teacher. As an electrical engineer, he saw that the wire was brave enough.
"du...du..."
One knife, two knives, three knives, and finally the head of the fake policeman was cut off his neck. The muscles at the neck have almost white stubble, because Qi Jiasheng has just almost completely sucked up the blood from the body.
"Sting...Sting...Sting, Kaka..."
After finishing this, Ji Weiwen threw off his gloves, took the plastic bag prepared by Teng Qing, and he began to vomit!
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