The nine hundred and ninetieth chapter of the trip to the police station (eight)
Lao Xu's refusal was reasonable. In the current situation, the building was surrounded by zombies inside and outside. Even if Li Xiaoxin could drive in, Lao Xu and the others would not be able to break out.
So instead of dragging Li Xiaoxin in again to die, Lao Xu would rather die here.
But having said that, no one wants to die like this.
Especially Lao Xu, who has experienced various desperate situations. In the past, he has resisted the fierce pursuit of hostile forces from abroad. Now asking him to give in in front of a bunch of brainless beasts here? It is obviously impossible.
"Old Xu, I think the only way out now is to go back the way we came." Seeing that no one was speaking, Derek said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Hua Biao raised his eyebrows, glanced at Derek, shook his head and objected: "Don't be ridiculous, Xiaode, how can we go back the same way now? Look at the situation outside, we will die if we land!"
"That's not necessarily the case!" Derek did not give up, he still insisted on his point of view.
Lao Xu saw that the young man's face was solemn, and he didn't want to play. He stopped Hua Biao, who was getting more and more refuted, and said calmly: "If you have any plans, tell me."
"This... plan is out of the question, but you all know, Lao Xu, that zombies have hearing abilities. If we can lead them to a suitable place, wouldn't there be hope for us to return the same way we came?"
Squinting his eyes slightly, Lao Xu nodded.
Undoubtedly, the young man's suggestion does have some truth. If they can really gather the zombies in a certain place, they can indeed escape by rappelling with the rope they carry.
So the question is, how to attract zombies? Where else can we find such a place to "accommodate" these beasts?
Lao Xu asked this question casually, and Derek replied without any panic: "Down here is the most suitable place."
Following the direction of the young man's finger, everyone turned their eyes to the entrance of the corridor.
Wang Zhongyu suddenly asked: "Down here? Do you plan to gather the zombies at the bottom of the building?"
"That's right! I've seen that although there are a lot of zombies on the street, they can't be compared to the size of the school. And the first floor of the police station plus the yard can accommodate more than twice the number of them. We just need to throw these things away
, I believe the noise will be enough to attract them in." He pointed again, this time Derek's target was on the defensive position they had just built up.
At this point, Lao Xu completely understood the young man's thinking, and he definitely nodded: "Well, this method is feasible, but don't move the things here. Let's move the throwing objects into the house to prevent things from going wrong!"
It is true that zombies have sensitive hearing, and it is true that they like to move with the sound, but there are exceptions to everything. You have to guard against any new changes in these beasts that are constantly evolving and adapting.
If things inject zombies later and the zombies do not stop at the bottom of the building as planned, then when they come upstairs to kill them, the survivors will not even have the final defense.
The only thing they can do is fight head-on with the zombies. Despite the opponent's absolute advantage in numbers, it is obvious that the survivors have no chance of winning.
After Old Xu spoke, everyone immediately took action. Before long, various large and small "things" were carried to the corridor by the survivors 66 one after another.
Seeing that the things were almost there, Lao Xu took a tea cup first.
The tea cup is made of ceramic. It looks very elegant, so the price must be quite high.
However, Lao Xu obviously had no intention of worrying about the price of this treasure. He stretched his hand into the gap at the entrance of the corridor and immediately loosened his fingers.
At this time, the porcelain teapot caught by the fingertips fell freely. With the help of the earth's gravity, the teapot fell faster and faster. Not long after, the survivors heard a crisp cracking sound coming from the bottom of the building.
Frankly speaking, the noise a teapot can make is too small, but to suddenly make such a noise in a quiet corridor is really shocking.
As the voice fell, all the survivors' hearts tightened and they strained their ears to hear what was going on underneath the building.
Soon, dense footsteps followed.
This was the sound that the survivors were looking forward to. With these chaotic steps at the bottom, Lao Xu immediately ordered: "Throw!"
Okay! I guess Lao Xu and the others have never done such a bad thing in their lives.
Not to mention tables, chairs and benches, office equipment, computer cases and other large and small items were all thrown to the bottom of the building by the survivors.
For a time, the entire building was in a state of chaos and "noisy" caused by the survivors.
Since the items are thrown directly to the bottom of the building, the survivors do not need to worry about zombies following the sound upstairs.
After about a minute of throwing, Old Xu Wu returned to the house, leaned on the window sill and peered towards the street.
As expected, the zombies were affected by the continuous "noise" in the building and began to walk into the police station in an orderly manner.
Lao Xu didn't need them to completely enter the building, as long as the beasts were within the predetermined range.
"How are you, company commander? Have they moved?" Hua Biao's voice came from behind.
Lao Xu turned his face and looked at it, then walked quickly outside the house, nodding affirmatively as he walked: "Everything is going according to plan, go, go out and continue throwing."
In order to fix all the zombies in the designated area, Lao Xu estimated that it would take a while.
After all, the entire street is neither long nor short, about 1 kilometer long. Not to mention attracting all the zombies, at least the zombies near the police station must be unified.
I worked like this for 2 or 3 minutes, and just by listening to the ghostly howls of the zombies in the building, I could already infer the scale of the gathering of beasts.
Wang Zhongyu boldly glanced down, then withdrew his head and groaned weirdly: "I'll go! It's really lively! I guess there are about 40 people there if you don't say anything."
In fact, Wang Zhongyu didn't know exactly how many zombies there were at the bottom of the building. He only saw shaking black shadows, but even so, it still made him feel frightened.
"Old Xu, it should be almost done!" Hu Xiaodong stopped his movements and asked.
After all, too much is too little, and throwing too much is likely to be counterproductive.
Of course Lao Xu understood this. He did not rush to reply, but returned to the house again to confirm and take a look.
After waiting for a few minutes to confirm, he finally issued the retreat order.
Retreating along the original route was obviously unrealistic given the current situation, but Lao Xu, who had already chosen a location, led everyone to the back of the building.
Since the sound came from inside the building, most of the zombies gathered inside and on the front side of the building. On the contrary, there was no trace of animals in the large open space on the back side. This gave the survivors a chance to escape.
But before that, they still have one important thing to do, which is to get training with Li Xiaoxin outside.
Chapter completed!