Reger described it happily.
When they woke up in the morning, they heard something moving outside.
They thought it was a zombie, but they didn't expect it to be a reindeer.
So Gordon set a trap with a climbing rope and caught the deer, so he had something to eat.
The venison had been roasted until it was fragrant.
Cheng Qianxun ignored it and tore off a small strip from the most charred outer part and stuffed it into his mouth, making him look greedy.
Others, who were already hungry, also started eating while grilling.
Half an hour later, after everyone had eaten about the same, there was still more than half of the deer left.
Everyone began to discuss what should be done with the deer.
Should they be thrown there, or should everyone take a piece after decomposition, like the fish before, to attract zombies away.
There is a vast plain ahead, not to mention zombies, not even a ghost can be seen.
Gordon thought for a long time and looked at everyone: "I'm going to walk across the grass later.
Carrying too many things will affect the speed.
What do you think?"
There are still 40 kilometers of grassland to cover, so we really can’t bring too much stuff.
Everyone agrees that at a speed of five to seven kilometers per hour, you can reach the exit by about evening.
"Pack it up, take what is necessary, and don't need any climbing equipment.
Don't take off your thick clothes in a hurry.
Wait until it gets hot at the foot of the mountain before taking them off."
Gordon instructed as he began to pack up, stuffing the necessary things into the climbing equipment.
In the bag.
When everything was almost done, Regel and Sneed went to cut the deer meat.
After getting a piece, Regel raised his head.
It seemed like I saw something.
"Look, there!"
Regel called, and everyone raised their bodies and looked in the direction he pointed.
Cheng Qianxun looked around for a long time, but didn't see anything.
"It's nothing."
Sneijder also said he didn't see it.
"Look carefully, I just saw some figures in the woods in that direction."
Although Regeer was not sure, he still said it.
Sometimes a small oversight may put you and your teammates into trouble.
"Simple" Sneed took out a telescope from his mountaineering bag, which was a long-range sight removed from a sniper rifle.
He narrowed one eye.
After looking at it for a while, he handed the binoculars to Gordon, and said to the others with a slightly changed expression, "Trouble is coming."
"What's the trouble?"
Regel was so anxious.
As soon as Gordon took his eyes away, he grabbed the telescope and his expression immediately changed.
There were zombies in the woods at the foot of the mountain.
It seemed that there were quite a few of them.
According to visual inspection, there were about three to four hundred of them, wandering in the woods in a daze.
Because of the shade of the trees, they appeared and disappeared.
If Regel hadn't happened to see a few of them walking out of the woods for a while and then back again, those gray-black zombies would have been really well hidden.
Sneijder took it and looked at it.
He frowned and said, "Why don't you go around?"
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Rudolf looked into the woods.
He made an estimate: "The forest is a long strip, ten kilometers long and one kilometer wide."
This means that taking a detour is not a good idea.
The closest thing is to go straight through.
Reger took a long breath and rolled his eyes: "Do you want us to fight all the way?"
Sneijder had an idea: "How about we use the previous method of using fish and sounds to attract zombies?"
There are still more than half of elk here, and zombies are not picky about eating as long as it is fresh meat.
"If this is the case..."
Rudolph said helplessly: "We will be chased by zombies along the way."
From the foot of the mountain to the road.
The distance is about forty kilometers.
There are a few people who can outrun zombies, and they will never get tired.
This means that someone will definitely be caught by zombies, and people with good physical fitness can continue to escape quickly by relying on the intervals between zombies snatching "food".
Forty kilometers.
It was almost the same distance as a marathon.
Cheng Qianxun knew that she would not be able to run it, let alone forty kilometers, one kilometer.
It can make her almost exhausted.
Others also understand this truth.
Forty kilometers, only the special forces who often run five kilometers for training and the super-physical Reger have some hope.
Everyone's faces turned ugly for a moment.
"How many weapons did you bring?"
Rudolf asked directly, but he knew that the equipment alone was very heavy when climbing the mountain.
It's impossible to bring too many weapons.
He thought for a while and then said: "If that doesn't work, just burn the forest.
As many as you can burn will kill you."
This is a solution.
Everyone began to look at where the best place to set fire was.
Are there really so many zombies?
Cheng Qianxun took the telescope and looked with one eye.
Sure enough, in the forest at the foot of the mountain, the zombies were walking back and forth slowly.
She couldn't help but murmured: "Their activity range seems to be in the woods."
Because it is cold on the mountain and the woods at the foot of the mountain are not easily exposed to the sun and are not cold.
"They are afraid of the cold..."
Cheng Qianxun suddenly had an idea, put down his binoculars and smiled: "I have an idea."
After listening, everyone was stunned.
After a while, Sneijder made a sound and looked at Cheng Qianxun in disbelief: "Did I hear you right?
If you crawl back again, you have to crawl back before you come over."
"It's to climb to the top of the mountain."
Cheng Qianxun explained: "With so many zombies, no matter what method we use, we can't kill them all with our current capabilities.
We simply lead them up the mountain and freeze them all into ice."
Rudolf looked up and down the terrain: "This method should be feasible.
It is in the northwest, the temperature is relatively low, and the mountainside is frozen.
We don't have to completely climb to the top of the mountain and wait in the snow-covered area of 1,800 meters.
It’s possible to eliminate the zombies on the third floor.
The only drawback is that we have to survive on the top of the mountain with nothing but snow and wind.”
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"It's a bit cowardly.
Any zombie movie probably wouldn't adopt such a method.
The hero should rush out with a weapon and fight his way out."
Regel smiled bitterly, but he also expressed his affirmation of this method: "But it's just It is possible to survive only if we are unexpected.”
But with a room full of weapons lying there, they gave up and went to climb the snow-capped mountains; and now that they had finally climbed over, they had to climb back again.
There was silence.
Needless to say, Gordon knew what everyone meant, so he redistributed: "Just take a tent, sleeping bags and other materials, and cut an extra piece of venison..."
After everything was sorted, it was time to lure the zombies out.
So Regel volunteered.
He bent down secretly, walked as close as possible to the zombies, and shouted a few times.
When a zombie discovers something alive.
When you howl and chase after you, other zombies will follow.
When Regel ran, he turned around and shouted into the woods from time to time, and the woods began to boil.
Each zombie was like a hornet emerging from a hive, howling and chasing them out as fast as they could.
He wanted Reger to come up as soon as possible, so Cheng Qianxun waved and shouted to the bottom of the mountain: "Come on, here, here..."
Sure enough, the zombies were crawling up like chicken blood.
Sneijder also waved and shouted: "Yes, come on.
Here, baby, come on, come on.
There is delicious food here."
Regel ran over panting slightly, and while carrying his hiking bag, he looked at Sneijder with a mocking look: "Baby, you have really strong taste."
Everyone laughed, but it was not the time to laugh yet.
A lot of zombies were climbing up like hard-working ants.
I want to kill them one by one.
He looked a little exaggeratedly at Sneijder: "What's delicious on you?"
Sneijder actually straightened his back with a smile: "Are you talking about bananas or sausages?"
Everyone sprayed out.
"Okay, let's go and stay in formation, don't fall behind."
Gordon called everyone to head towards the opposite direction of the finish line and to the top of the mountain.
This time, they had to stop from time to time while climbing, shouting, and asking the zombies to continue following.
After shouting, everyone's throats hurt from shouting.
Gordon pulled out a pistol.
Open the safety and face the sky.
"Wait a minute."
Cheng Qianxun coughed twice, and his voice became hoarse: "Will it cause an avalanche?"
"No, it's not too snowy and the top of the mountain is flat."
Gordon responded.
"Don't waste bullets."
Sneijder took out a small pistol and said, "There are no rationed bullets for this pistol.
Just use the two bullets inside."
Clear gunfire sounded, and the zombies continued to climb up the mountain.
They hide in the woods based on instinct because they are afraid of the sun, but they don't have the brains to think that they will freeze too.
The team stopped and walked along the way.
When we reached the snow, we saw zombies less than 200 meters away, all of them looking like stiff zombies.
Most of them couldn't even bend their knees when they moved forward so hard.
Some fell in the snow and never got up again.
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Although the mountain is covered with snow, the wind is bitingly cold, and even wearing hiking clothes still feels cold.
But thinking about these zombies wearing only the same tattered clothes that they haven't changed since death, one by one frozen into ice strips in the snow, it feels so good to relieve my hatred.
Cheng Qianxun smiled and waved: "Come on, come on."
Everyone smiled, and the haze in their hearts was reduced a lot.
The sun was setting in the west again, and zombies using their hands and feet kept climbing up and falling into the snow.
No one could persist in climbing within fifty meters of them.
"Pitch the tent and prepare to spend the night."
Gordon took off his hiking bag, and everyone took out the simple tent in his bag and set it up.
Darkness came quickly, but fortunately there was no strong wind tonight, so it seemed a bit calm.
There is a bright light on the mountain, helping the zombies guide the frozen cemetery.
It was an oil lamp.
Gordon hung one outside the tent and placed one inside the tent.
The five of them sat together in the tent, padding and covering themselves with sleeping bags.
"There's no way to make a fire here."
Gordon took out a piece of venison and cut it with a knife.
The temperature was so low that even the venison was frozen hard.
Gordon handed the next item to Cheng Qianxun: "Eat it with your eyes closed, as if it were raw beef."
Cheng Qianxun took it and tried to bite it.
It was hard to swallow, it was hard and cold, and his teeth hurt from the cold.
"Don't Orientals still eat sashimi?"
Sneijder laughed and looked at Cheng Qianxun's slightly frowning expression.
Suddenly an idea came to him.
He took the meat strips from Cheng Qianxun's hand, opened the oil lamp shade, and roasted the meat strips on it: "Maybe it will be better to eat like this.
How long can this oil lamp last?"
"It's no problem for three hours.
There are emergency lights.
When the electricity runs out, you can also hand-crank it to generate electricity."
Gordon originally thought he was asking about the light source.
When he raised his head and saw it, he immediately said to Reger: "Go and turn off the oil lamp outside."
Bring it in and hang the emergency light."
Cut the meat a little thinner
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