Chen Bufan flipped through the diary. At the beginning, it was about a cute, proud and principled little girl who had a crush on a boy. In the diary, the girl was shy but full of yearning for love. She dared to express her feelings and dared to refuse. She was a very good girl with ideas and thoughts.
Throughout the first half of the diary, with all kinds of cute symbols and emoticons, he could feel the girl's lively, cute, playful and smart personality.
When Chen Bufan was reading the diary, a smile unconsciously appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Unfortunately, the little girl had a bad fate. On the day the guy she liked confessed his love to her, the end of the world came. They were trapped in the school. They escaped to the school canteen and survived for more than ten days. Then they were captured and kept in captivity by the monster she described.
As a result, she stopped writing in her diary for many days. When she started writing again, the monsters had already untied them. Chen Bufan could feel her deep despair and attachment to life between the lines of her words.
The girl was no longer cheerful. There were no more emoticons, cute symbols, expressions, and even the exclamation mark that she liked to use often was gone.
Every sentence has a comma and a period.
Flipping through these diaries, every page was soaked with tears, as if telling the pain and fear the little girl had experienced.
However, when I saw the last page, it said: "We are about to escape, bless us, and may everything be safe..." There were no tears on this page.
Perhaps, she has given up hope for the future and will not shed tears anymore.
As he continued to flip through the pages, he could no longer find the little girl's diary, but he did find a hand-drawn picture of a monster.
This painting shows a very high talent for painting, and it can be seen that the little girl has certain artistic talents.
The monster in the painting has the body outline of a human, but many details are different from those of humans.
Red pupils, pointed ears and a mouth full of sharp fangs. The right arm is very long, with sharp claws, extending below the knee, while the left hand maintains the form of a normal human hand.
In addition, the monsters have slender bodies, with tight skin and muscles all over their bodies. They are not at all rotten like ordinary zombies. More importantly, they have intelligence!
In the portrait, the monster is looking at the little girl with evil eyes, its sharp right hand hanging down, covered with blood, its left hand holding a severed arm and biting it in its mouth, the torn flesh and splattering blood are truly chilling scenes.
At the time, the little girl must have been very scared.
"Oh! I wish you peace."
Sometimes the scenes seen with one's own eyes and the stories heard are far less touching than words. In this diary, he seemed to have seen a vivid little girl appear before him.
Chen Bufan gently closed the notebook and put it into the system package. He looked at the windowsill with cold eyes without a trace of emotion.
You are really patient. You have been hanging there for such a long time, neither attacking nor running away, waiting for the opportunity. You really have a smart IQ. But, don't your arms feel sore?
Row!
Since you don't come towards me, then I will go towards you. As long as we are running towards each other, I don't believe that you won't come out. As long as you come out, I am sure to kill you, a sneaky thing.
He used his watch to send a message to the soldiers, asking them to surround the building downstairs. If the unknown guy who was ambushing here escaped, they could chase him immediately.
No soldiers were sent to protect him, because no one could protect him from what he could not handle.
The reason why he brought soldiers with him was because he was afraid that there would be too many zombies and he would not be able to clean them up by himself. But to deal with elite monsters, he was enough. It was not the number of people that mattered, but the quality of them.
Hearing the sound of soldiers coming down the stairs outside, Chen Bufan's eyes became fierce and he took out a high-powered pistol from the system package. The window was narrow and the rifle was not convenient to use, otherwise he would not be willing to use this gun.
[Desert Eagle]
This is a hunting pistol. It is said that one shot can kill an adult elephant. It has .50 ammunition and a capacity of 7 rounds. The gun is large and weighs four pounds, and has even greater recoil. An ordinary person's arm can be broken by one shot.
Of course, the weight and recoil were the same as having nothing for his physique, but he felt it was impractical because the gun would malfunction and be uncomfortable if the environment was any worse.
With his gun loaded, he moved toward the window, already sensing soldiers lying in ambush on the first floor.
The closer he got to the window, the more he could feel that the thing there was ready to strike. A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall, but he could feel that this thing was not as strong as him at the moment, so he dared to move forward. Chen Bufan's face gradually showed excitement. He wanted to see who you are and how you can be so patient!
Chen Bufan walked to the window and stood still. The thing was obviously hanging on the outer wall. It didn't attack him until he showed his head. It also felt that it was not as strong as him, but its brain circuit only wanted to launch a sneak attack and didn't want to escape.
He was speechless. You're standing in front of me but you don't come out. How can I counter you if you don't attack first?