Just like this, laughing and joking until late at night, laughter still came from time to time in a tent on the snow mountain.
There was always a light on outside the tent, shining brightly in the darkness.
"Aw, ah..."
The zombies crawled up toward the bright light on their hands and knees.
As the temperature drops, their movements become slower and slower, and finally they fall down on the snow.
You can even hear the slight "click-click" sound made by their bodies, which is the sound made when liquid solidifies into a solid.
"Wake up, wake up quickly..."
Reger's voice rang in her ears, and a hand pushed her shoulder.
Cheng Qianxun woke up slowly and found that her head was resting on Regel's lap.
He smiled sheepishly.
He didn't know when she fell asleep last night.
The other three men who were sleeping in a pile gradually woke up.
Sneijder yawned loudly and covered his mouth slightly with his hand: "I didn't expect that Regel's gentle voice was very nice."
It made everyone laugh. got up.
Gordon took out a gun and walked out of the tent, but he didn't hear him firing bullets to attract zombies.
Everyone went out to see what was going on.
As soon as they came out of the tent, almost everyone was stunned when they saw the scene in front of them, and some couldn't help but scream: "Oh my God" From halfway up the mountain to about fifty meters away, the snow seemed to be covered with a carpet of zombies.
Hundreds of zombies lay scattered on the snow.
Many were still climbing, and some were lying on their backs with their hands raised high, their black and purple claws looking like they were trying to catch them.
Like something.
I saw sporadic zombies trying to climb up, but they were all very rotten.
Before they reached the snow layer, they rolled down.
After rolling down, they stood up and continued climbing.
They climbed like this all night.
Rudolf estimated: "There are only thirty or forty of them, so it's not a big problem.
Just kill them one by one."
Gordon took out his telescope, adjusted the focus, and looked at the woods at the foot of the mountain: "I hope all the zombies have climbed up."
This is what makes people worry.
If there are zombies in the woods, if one suddenly pops up, getting bitten is no joke.
"It would be nice if they all froze to death."
Cheng Qianxun looked ahead at the piles of black and gray zombies of different shades on the white snow, and muttered: "It would be nice if there was a heavy snowfall."
Except for the high mountains, the average temperature below is about 20 degrees, let alone snow.
Even if it rains, it turns into rain before it hits the ground.
Regel suddenly asked: "Gordon, what did you say yesterday?
The top of the mountain here is too flat to cause an avalanche, right?"
"Yes."
Gordon suddenly understood the meaning and couldn't help but smile.
"But it can be made artificially."
"Is this okay?"
Regel asked, and together with Gordon, he took out the grenades from the mountaineering bag and carefully stacked them on the ground.
Rudolph looked at the large patch of snow in front of him.
Estimating: "The slope here is the steepest, more than 40 degrees.
As long as there is enough snow to slope down, it will be fine.
The killing radius of this grenade is about ten meters, and it will blow up all the snow in this area, and there will be more Snow turns into water when heated, which can accelerate the formation of avalanches.”
"Try it."
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Gordon put the last one on the ground.
He stood up and clapped his hands: "If you can't cause an avalanche, just use weapons to deal with them one by one."
Four men are equal to ten meters each.
After standing in line, Gordon looked around at everyone, meaning to ask if they were ready.
Everyone agreed, "Okay, throw it away," Gordon ordered.
The four men yanked the safety ring off the grenade in their hands almost at the same time and threw it forward with force.
This is the area that was just divided.
"Bang, bang..."
The grenades fell into the snow one after another and exploded violently.
The snow splashed with melted snow water, reaching a height of three or four meters.
The men continued to throw grenades down the slope, trying to blow up as much snow as possible.
The sound was so loud that Cheng Qianxun covered his ears and watched white smoke pillars flying like volcanic eruptions everywhere in front of him.
The explosive power of the grenade was still astonishing.
A large hole was blasted on the ground, and in some cases the soil below could even be seen.
The snow on the lower leg was constantly blown up and then fell, sliding down a certain distance due to inertia.
The four men also used a running approach to blast up more snow.
In this way, more than thirty grenades continued to fall, making huge explosions.
Finally, they were all thrown away, and everyone stared at the smoke-filled front with wide eyes.
It was like a heavy fog had arisen, and a wall of fog was formed in front of us, and it was completely white.
Snow and snow water melted due to the high temperature generated by the explosion kept falling, and the sound was heard, but the situation on the ground could not be seen for a while.
"I don't know if it will work," Sneijder said worriedly.
"Okay, it will definitely work," Cheng Qianxun encouraged confidently: "The zombie army has come out, if there is anything else that doesn't work, any miracle can happen here, unless Satan doesn't want it to happen."
Upon hearing this, Sneijder immediately crossed his hands in prayer, and said to heaven with exaggerated sincerity: "The most wise and great Satan, you will not let us down in this little matter, right?
You should also want to see it To the avalanche, right?”
Gordon looked sideways at Sneijder and snorted: "Boring."
Turning his head, he didn't expect that Rudolf, who probably didn't even believe in ghosts and gods before, also started to pray: "Incomparably great Satan, avalanches are very beautiful.
If you have an avalanche in your land, it will be very spectacular."
This made Gordon choked and speechless.
The white wall of fog in front of them slowly fell, and everyone stared nervously.
Suddenly there seemed to be a sound, and the sound became louder and louder.
It was a roar. . .
After the avalanche formed, everyone watched with joy as the white mist fell.
Just like the waves receding into the sea, a layer of white made a huge roar and rushed down the mountain with great momentum.
Like a snowball, the scale is getting bigger and bigger, burying everything wherever it goes, and also including zombies who don't know how to escape or have the ability to move.
In just a few minutes, the avalanche rushed from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
Although the momentum decreased slightly, it still washed away the woods at the foot of the mountain.
There was a burst of cheers from the top of the mountain.
Now there is no need to worry about any zombies.
They will all be frozen into ice.
Gordon smiled and shouted: "Okay, wait until you get out of this place.
Let's celebrate.
Now hurry up and get ready to leave.
Try to walk down this mountain within two hours, before all the snow under the mountain melts."
The temperature at the bottom of the mountain is high, so hurry up.
Everyone did not take any equipment that they should not immediately take, and the tents and sleeping bags were left on the mountain, so they traveled lightly.
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There was no need to worry about any zombies and just observe while walking.
Being careful about looking around would delay time, so everyone went much faster, and on the way down the mountain, the pace was unusually brisk.
Along the way.
From time to time, you can see zombies buried in the snow, with only stiff arms or ugly heads exposed.
They would no longer rush towards them at this time, and they were all frozen into popsicles.
It's still too early for the elephant to crawl out.
"Are they dormant or really dead?"
Sneijder asked curiously, and everyone walked very fast.
"I don't know."
Regel did not slow down.
He took long strides and walked more than ten meters in just a few seconds before replying: "They must have frozen to death.
Only their cerebellum is still alive.
We can only kill them with headshots.
If the cerebellum is frozen to death, it should be really dead."
"That's really great," Sneijder responded.
It's a really good thing, this journey has been so smooth.
When we reached the woods at the foot of the mountain, the ice and snow on the ground had not yet melted, although there were no zombies buried.
But it was also frozen into ice.
This road is a little difficult to walk.
Unlike the snow just now, the bottom is as hard as ice.
When I stepped on it, it only reached my calves.
The ice and snow here are melting, and when you step on it, it reaches your knees, and the ground below is loose and loose.
Fortunately, the pine needles on the ground absorb a lot of water, so you won't slip.
"Hurry up.
The snow should melt soon, and the ground may be muddy by then."
Gordon led the way.
He kept poking at the front with his hiking stick to explore the path: "It's relatively high here, be careful."
Sure enough, it seemed like he had stepped on something hard, but no one dared to investigate.
Maybe it was a stone, maybe it was a frozen zombie.
He happened to pass by a zombie standing in the snow.
The part below his knees seemed to be frozen.
When he saw them passing by, he seemed to feel something.
Mechanically, it tilted its head to listen, with only two black holes left for its eyes.
"It's really disgusting."
Sneijder's expression was pitiful and disgusting, and he joked to the zombies: "Hey, when will you really die?"
The zombie finally judged that there was indeed a living creature passing by, so he instinctively stretched out his arms, opened his black and purple claws and faced them, bared his teeth and let out a slight cry.
This was a severely rotten zombie, so it failed to climb to the top of the mountain and retreated into the woods.
The flesh on his face was basically rotten, and only a few teeth were left in his upper and lower jaws.
Even his howl was so hoarse that it was almost gone.
Maybe his vocal cords were almost rotten.
The way he opened his mouth looked like a skull.
Sneijder kept looking at the unfortunate guy.
After walking past, he turned back and asked: "Do you want to solve it?"
"You still have such leisurely thoughts?"
Rudolph responded.
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"It shouldn't be necessary," Cheng Qianxun said breathlessly, "Isn't it said that it will be dead if it's all rotten?
It shouldn't have much meat left to rot."
As everyone continued walking, the snow in front of them became looser and looser, but also less and less.
The trees blocked part of the snow, so there was more snow in the front.
As long as we walked another fifty meters, we were out of the woods.
"Come on, take off your hiking clothes when you get out.
Walking out of the grass is the exit," Gordon encouraged everyone.
The temperature here was getting higher and higher, and with the heat generated while walking, they were all sweating.
The ice in front finally disappeared.
Before leaving the forest, everyone stopped and began to take off their thick mountaineering clothes.
"It's great to finally go out," Sneijder said with a smile as he took off his clothes.
"I don't know how long I can rest after I go out.
I'm really exhausted.
I have four women to look for, and I can't even eat."
Feed me."
He also turned the clothes he took off twice in his hands before throwing them out.
He was very professional.
Everyone laughed and realized that as long as they were alive, they were happy.
Suddenly a dark figure jumped out from the side, catching everyone off guard
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