As soon as the door opened, Ye Fan felt the pungent smell of blood.
"Someone died in the corridor!"
He suddenly became alert. Someone mutated in the corridor and killed other people. Otherwise, there would not be such a strong smell of blood.
Zombies usually just wander around unconsciously when nothing is found. This means that the zombies are still in the corridor.
Ye Fan lives on the fifth floor. He has one floor above and three floors below.
He first leaned out half of his body in front of the door and looked up. There was no movement above.
He looked down through the gap in the stairs again.
From this perspective, there is none on the fourth floor and none on the third floor.
Listen carefully, there seems to be the sound of shuffling footsteps.
"Either on the second floor or on the first floor."
Knowing that the zombies were a little far away from him, Ye Fan became more courageous, opened the door, and started to tiptoe upstairs.
The door is unlocked, leaving yourself a way out.
Arrived in front of the door on the sixth floor, Ye Fan felt happy.
Sure enough, the door on the sixth floor was unlocked and there was a slight gap.
I listened close to the door, but no one spoke inside.
This is not necessarily a good thing. The door is open, which proves that there was definitely someone there before. Now that no one is talking, it means he has become a zombie.
"There are four people upstairs. I don't know how many of them were at home during the day yesterday. If they were all at home, I would have been hit by a gun this time."
Hold the homemade spear in both hands, and open the holster of the revolver, Ye Fan opened the door carefully.
Zhiah~~~!
The old Tongzi Building is in disrepair and makes a loud sound when opening the door.
Although Ye Fan only opened it a little, he still instinctively felt that something was wrong.
But he can't retreat. Now that he has retreated, he doesn't know when he will have the courage to face the zombies again.
With one foot halfway against the door, leaving a gap, Ye Fan held a spear in both hands and stared nervously into the room.
The sound of footsteps came from indoors.
When the zombies really appeared, Ye Fan felt nervous and nauseated.
What he saw last night was not very clear and not so intuitive, but what he saw now was different.
A young woman in her twenties or fives appeared upstairs, wearing pajamas and walking unsteadily.
This girl used to be considered young and beautiful, but her voice was loud every night, which made the young Ye Fan often have trouble sleeping.
But now, her youthful beauty can no longer be seen. Her pale face is more oozing than a ghost, her hair is disheveled, and there are ulcers on her face, and her flesh and blood are blurred, which are corroded by the virus.
The nails on a pair of claws are very long, and Ye Fan can still see the meat residue in the gaps between the nails, which may be caused by scratching his own body.
Seeing Ye Fan from the crack in the door, the woman roared like a wild beast, her pace quickened a little, and she rushed towards the door.
"Calm down, it's no big deal."
"You are a red police commander. How can you command thousands of troops if you can't handle even one female zombie?"
Hands holding the spear tightly, one person and one zombie came into contact through the door.
Gudong~~~!
Unexpectedly, people become much stronger after turning into zombies. Ye Fan was knocked staggered by the zombies through the door.
Seeing that the zombies were about to come out of the door, Ye Fan gritted his teeth and held a spear in both hands: "Go to hell!"
The spear went straight to the zombie's eye socket, because Ye Fan knew that there was no bone obstruction here, so it was easier to assassinate.
But he still overestimated his strength and had never practiced in this area. Even if he was stronger, it would not be easy for him to stab so accurately.
The dagger on the steel pipe passed through the cheek, bringing up a piece of flesh and blood, but it had no effect on the zombie.
Stretched out his stiff arms and pushed the door hard, it was already halfway open.
In nervousness, Ye Fan didn't care much and took out his revolver.
The distance between him and the zombies is only more than one meter. If he misses at this distance, he can just find a piece of tofu and hit him to death.
Aim at the zombie's head and fire!
Bang~~~!
One shot hit the zombie in the mouth.
Black blood splashed out, and the zombie leaned back violently.
"No, I should hit the brain, not the mouth."
Ye Fan adjusted his mentality, raised his hand and fired again.
The aim was accurate this time, right between the eyebrows!
This revolver is indeed a bit rubbish. It didn't blow out the brain at such a close range, but the bullet penetrated the zombie's mind.
The red light quickly disappeared in the zombie's scarlet eyes.
The stiff body also softened, and fell to the ground with a thud!
When the claw fell, it almost scratched Ye Fan's face.
Ye Fan couldn't help but break out in cold sweat. It was really dangerous.
At this moment, the sound of going upstairs came from the stairs downstairs.
Ye Fan looked down from above and saw that two zombies had reached the fourth floor.
"Damn it, the sound of fighting was heard by the zombies downstairs, and the sound of gunshots can easily attract zombies. It's not particularly easy to deal with two zombies together. I need to hide quickly."
It was too late to return to the fifth floor now, and Ye Fan did not forget his purpose. He simply opened the door and entered the sixth floor, then locked the door.
As soon as he locked the door, Ye Fan looked inside the bedroom and saw another male zombie walking out of it.
This zombie was also wearing pajamas, and Ye Fan could also see that it had headphones on its ears.
After seeing Ye Fan, the zombies roared and pounced towards him.
No wonder this zombie didn't appear just now, because the headphones blocked its ears, and the sound of the door opening did not alarm it, but the sound of gunfire alarmed it.
But having just killed a zombie, Ye Fan became more courageous. This time he did not shoot immediately, but held the spear with both hands and stabbed it out!
He missed and ran to the living room. He circled the dining table in the living room and circled the zombie.
Zombies are really low-intelligence and slow. As long as you overcome the fear in your heart and don't get jumped, they are easy to deal with.
After dozens of turns back and forth, Ye Fan finally mastered some of the essentials of firing the gun, and the landing point became more and more accurate.
"Die!"
Hold the steel pipe with both hands, use all your strength, and stab the eye socket with one shot!
Blood and some white stuff burst out, and the zombie fell on its back!
Ye Fan let out a long breath and felt that his clothes were almost soaked.
There was a violent banging at the door, and the two zombies outside had already arrived in front of the door.
But when it came to breaking down the security door, the zombies were still a little behind, so Ye Fan ignored him and started working immediately.
"Platinum bracelet!"
The first thing he saw was a white bracelet on the arm of the female zombie.
If it were made of platinum, this bracelet would weigh at least thirty grams.
Ye Fan was overjoyed and immediately walked over, carefully avoiding the zombie's nails, and took off the bracelet from its arm.
"Didi! Sir, we found a rare metal that can be converted into game money. Do you want to convert it?" Nana's voice sounded.
"Transform immediately!" Ye Fan immediately gave the order.
"The transformation was successful, congratulations to sir for winning three gold medals."
"What? Three golds, shouldn't they be thirty golds?" Ye Fan was stunned for a moment. Platinum and gold were one to one.
"The chief received thirty grams of silver and converted them into three golds in proportion."
"Silver!"
Ye Fan is a little regretful, but when he thinks about it, it's almost the same. There are not many people who can live in this tube building. A thirty-gram platinum bracelet is still a bit luxurious.
Ye Fan was not discouraged, and soon discovered that the female zombie was wearing earrings.
This time it is platinum, and the two earrings are converted into twelve gold.
The male zombie had no jewelry, so he entered the bedroom to look for it.
After half an hour, I turned the bedroom upside down and finally found something.
This time, Ye Fan found a gold bracelet, a platinum necklace, and a gold ring.
The number of grams is not large, but together they also obtained fifty-four gold.
Including the previous fifteen golds, Ye Fan already had sixty-nine golds.
"Is it gone?"
After rummaging through it for a while, it was confirmed that there was nothing left. Ye Fan was a little regretful, as he was still short of 31 gold, which was not easy to deal with.
The sound of banging on the door outside became louder and louder. Ye Fan came to the door and looked out through the peephole.
He saw two other zombies, which were another couple in this room.
It is estimated that when the two lovers came back from going out, the mutation started when they walked downstairs. There was a door left for him upstairs, but they never had the chance to come in.
Facing two zombies at the same time, Ye Fan was a little unsure. When he was hesitating, he saw a gold bracelet and a diamond ring on the female zombie's hand!
The sight of a gold bracelet and a diamond ring adorned on the woman's hand fueled Ye Fan's determination. Stuck on the sixth floor with no way out, he resolved to confront the two looming zombies.
"After dealing with them, my gold count will surely exceed 100, and I can produce my first combat unit," Ye Fan calculated, eyeing the prospect of raising his own fighting force.
Faced with two zombies, the spear might prove ineffective, prompting Ye Fan to retrieve his revolver with four bullets—a seemingly adequate supply for precise shooting. He strategically moved a table to block the impending zombie assault, then bravely opened the door.
With a swift push, two zombies emerged, their bodies oozing with gore and blood, presenting a terrifying spectacle. Unperturbed, Ye Fan raised his gun, aiming first at the male zombie and firing.
Bang bang~~~!
His intent was a two-shot takedown, yet the flailing arms disrupted his plan. The first shot struck the arm, the second the face, but neither inflicted fatal injuries.
Undeterred, the zombies persisted, pushing the table aside. Ye Fan swiftly fired again, this time with better accuracy, landing a fatal shot to the male zombie's forehead.
"One down," he thought, readjusting his aim towards the female zombie. However, the incessant flailing impeded his precision.
Frustrated, Ye Fan remarked, "What happened? I performed well during military training, but now I am too nervous. There's also a problem with the accuracy of this gun."
With no bullets left, Ye Fan reached for a spear, but the female zombie closed in. Swiftly evading, he led the zombie around the room, relying on his agility to avoid its attacks.
Stab it~~!
The zombie's claws grazed Ye Fan's back, causing a sensation of pain. Surprisingly, the skin was intact, thanks to the protective qualities of his attire.
"Thanks to this dress, ordinary clothes are in danger," Ye Fan noted, continuing to evade the relentless pursuit.
Suddenly, Nana's voice echoed in his mind, "Sir, the twelve o'clock refresh time is up. Clothes are restored! Bullets are restored!"
Elated, Ye Fan discovered a renewed vigor. Raising his pistol, he showcased improved marksmanship, hitting the female zombie squarely in the head.
"It's so dangerous. Fortunately, it was almost eleven o'clock when I came out, just in time for the refresh," Ye Fan acknowledged, catching his breath.
Having defeated the zombies, Ye Fan approached the female zombie, removing a gold bracelet and diamond ring. Nana promptly reported, "Didi! I found a rare metal that can be converted into money. Do you want to convert it?"
"Transform, if I don't say anything about it from now on, everything will be transformed automatically," Ye Fan instructed.
"Understood, the transformation was successful, and I received forty-eight gold!"
Ye Fan checked the virtual page, confirming his money amount had reached 117. The newly acquired coins included thirty-three units of gold, seven units of platinum, and eight units of diamonds.
"Not easy, finally collected 100 gold," Ye Fan mused, prepared to train his first conscript. Nana asked, "Sir, do you want to train?"
"Train, train immediately," Ye Fan affirmed, observing the mobilization icon rotate in a circle on the soldier page.
Once the progress was complete, Nana prompted, "Sir, this is your first time producing a unit. Please choose the soldier race?"
"Oh! Is there another word about race?" Ye Fan inquired.
"Yes, because you are from the Qin and Han dynasties, the soldiers you produce are from the Qin and Han dynasties by default. Do you want to modify it?"
"Without modification, the Qin and Han natives will be fine," Ye Fan decided, not wanting to create a group of foreign soldiers.
Nana explained, "Is this soldier a real person or a robot?"
"They are all real people, and each soldier has a unique identity. However, they have all turned into zombies. Our Red Alert soldiers all appear with their identities when they were alive, and the face has been slightly adjusted, so even if it is seen by a familiar person, it will not be easily recognized."
Reassured, Ye Fan continued his queries, "Where is the wisdom of a soldier? Is it the same as a real person?"
"Ordinary soldiers have low intelligence, but they can carry out simple communications and orders. Only after soldiers rise to stars, their intelligence will gradually increase. Officers can now communicate with your soldiers."
As Nana paused, footsteps emerged from the bedroom. Ye Fan, initially wary of zombies, raised his gun but discovered a man of similar height to him—a soldier.
Around twenty years old, donned in military attire with a cold expression, the soldier introduced himself, "Private Wang Hu, I've seen the commander!"
Stunned, Ye Fan instinctively saluted and inquired, "Your name is Wang Hu?"
"Wang Hu! He is from County B, City H, with the rank of Private!"
"Private? Not a mobilization soldier?" Ye Fan sought clarification.
"Sir, we have made slight adjustments. Because the lowest rank in our country's military service is private, all mobilization soldiers produced are called privates."
Content with the explanation, Ye Fan assessed the capabilities of his new soldier, Wang Hu. The soldier, equipped with a Type 56 submachine gun, presented his firearm's specifications.
"My gun uses 7.62X39MM bullets, has a magazine capacity of 30 rounds, is effective within a kilometer, and the magazine refreshes every 24 hours. The gun itself will not have any mechanical failure!"
Despite the seemingly limited magazine capacity, Wang Hu assured, "Report, the number of star-raising bullets will increase!"
Ye Fan inquired about the possibility of someone else using Wang Hu's gun, to which Nana clarified, "Each Red Alert soldier's weapon is specialized and can be used by others. It is a normal firearm that needs to be loaded and will wear out."
Concerned about marksmanship, Ye Fan learned, "Before the star rises, my marksmanship is average, but as the star rises, my marksmanship will get better and better. After reaching three stars, I will be at the level of the national shooting team."
Satisfied with the responses, Ye Fan exclaimed, "Very good, Private Wang Hu, you will follow me from now on and be responsible for protecting my safety."
Wang Hu saluted crisply, declaring, "Understood! Protecting the safety of the commander is the highest mission of every Red Police soldier. Your will is the entire meaning of our existence!"
Ye Fan, observing the infinitely loyal soldier, felt a sense of security in the uncertain times ahead.
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