"No consciousness!" Dean's heart was pounding, "These undeads are not the same as the rats. Although the rats are bloodthirsty, they have the consciousness of the beasts. They know how to hide, sneak attack, evade, and escape. But these undeads are different. They will only instinctively pounce on the prey. Their attack posture is completely based on instinct. There is no sense of evasion or sneak attack. It's like, it's like … a killing machine! "
"And it's an incomplete machine. Once the prey is locked, there is no other skill except for the attack command!"
Dean's blood was faintly boiling. He felt that he had grasped a crucial information that could keep him alive. "They will only attack crazily. This is the most terrible thing about the undeads, but it's also their fatal weakness!"
At this time, on the other balcony, Mason, Zach, and Sham heard the sound of the window breaking. They rushed over and saw Dean standing in the toilet. They were somewhat surprised: "You, how did you come in from here?"
Roar, roar!
At this time, a hoarse roar came from outside the window and fell into their ears.
Hearing this sound, Mason and the other two were shocked. They suddenly realized that the undeads were in the toilet above their heads. Obviously, Dean deliberately attracted them there. The reason for doing so was obviously to give the three of them time to escape. But he took the risk of jumping from the window without a foothold …
These thoughts flashed in their minds for a moment. The eyes of the three suddenly turned red.
What is friendship?
In the most dangerous moment, they are still thinking about how to save you!
Even if they don't consider whether they can live or not!
Although in the past three years of training, Dean had helped them many times. They also occasionally helped Dean. The four of them supported each other, but … that was the assessment. If they failed, at most they would have to pack up and go home. But in front of them, there was a bloody, cruel real death. Standing in front of death, they still did this. The three of them felt that their souls were trembling. They were grateful, moved, and angry because they hated themselves for being weak.
Dean did not notice the emotional changes of the three people. He slightly nodded to them to show that he was safe. He looked back at the window and saw that the two undeads were still desperately struggling to squeeze out of the window. But because they could not see him, the struggle was not as fierce as before.
Dean was worried that they would retreat again, so he went around the stairs. He immediately stretched out his arm and shook it gently outside the window, as if to say, come on, come on …
The two walking dead saw the shaking arm, and their eyes suddenly turned violent. They roared and struggled madly. Bang! The walking dead suddenly broke free, and a large piece of soft concrete by the window fell down.
Dean hurriedly retracted his arm to avoid being caught, otherwise he would have been dragged down.
At this time, the last remaining undead occupied a large window and easily struggled out. It followed and fell straight down. Then there were two loud sounds, which were particularly clear in this quiet community.
Dean breathed a sigh of relief and looked out of the window. He saw three Undeads falling into the grass downstairs, stacked together. In vain, the Undeads at the top twisted slightly and staggered to stand up again.
Dean's face changed. He didn't expect that it wouldn't die from such a fall. He patted his head and forgot that this monster could only be killed by destroying its head. Falling from the height of twelve floors would only make its body a little more broken.
At this time, he saw the Undeads shaking their body and looked up at Dean. They opened their mouth and roared. Then they suddenly climbed to the wall. Two sharp claws fiercely clasped the wall, as if climbing a rock.
"I # $# … Do you think you are Spiderman!" Dean almost vomited blood. Fortunately, he did not go upstairs but chose to go downstairs. Otherwise, he could not stop them.
Mason and the other two came to the window and looked at the fast climbing Undeads. Their faces changed.
Dean did not panic. After the previous process of jumping from the twelfth floor to the eleventh floor, he felt as if he had died once. Later, he was aware of the weakness of these Undeads. In his heart, he was no longer afraid of these Undeads.
"Give me the sword." Dean said coldly.
Mason immediately understood what he was going to do and quickly handed him the sword.
Dean held the dagger and looked at the Walking Dead that was climbing fast against the wall. He looked at the gray middle-aged face approaching, but his heart no longer trembled. Instead, he became calmer. When the Walking Dead was half a meter away from the window, he suddenly stabbed the dagger. Puff! The dagger accurately pierced through the Walking Dead's eye socket and directly penetrated the soft brain tissue.
The Undeads body trembled. Its body seemed to suddenly lose its strength and fell down.
Bang! It hit the two Undeads below.
The two Undeads did not move. They seemed to be dead. Dean glanced at them and found that because they were in a downward posture, their heads fell to the ground, causing their skulls to crack and die on the spot. The third Undeads fell on their bodies and got a body cushion, so it did not directly fall to death.
At the moment, the three Undeads were all solved. Dean's heart was relieved. He felt a burst of soreness in his body. From the fight with the rats until now, the continuous strenuous exercise had completely overdrawn his physical strength. He immediately sat on the toilet and looked at the three people in front of him. He gasped and smiled: "Are you hurt?"
Mason shook his head and sighed: "There is no one to save us. When you are also in trouble, let us save you."
Dean laughed: "Go to hell, don't curse me."
After surviving a disaster, the tense nerves of several people relaxed. One by one, regardless of the dirty ground, sat on the ground to rest.
"Do you think Scott and the others will be okay?" Zach said.
Dean suddenly thought of his previous action of throwing stones to lead the group of Undeads to them. He could not help but change his face. At that time, the situation was critical. He did not think that he would do such a thing. He thought about it carefully. Perhaps when he saw the consortium scavengers push down Sham, he was too angry and made such a move.
Or perhaps, the deepest part of his heart was … evil.
Dean shook his head slightly and no longer thought about it. He said: "Take a break and then go to find them."
The faces of the three people changed. Sham suddenly said: "You say, how can there suddenly be so many Undeads? Wasn't it cleaned by the hunters? Is this the so-called cleaning?"
Dean slightly frowned. He also felt puzzled about this. If it was to leave the rats, he could understand. After all, in a head-on fight, the scavengers did not lose to the rats. Moreover, the rats were hiding in the sewers, so it was really difficult to kill. But these Undeads were different. The strength and speed of the scavengers were not on the same level. Even if ten people besieged one, they would suffer heavy losses, let alone leaving so many.
"They should have been ignored by the hunters, or … they came from another area." Dean pondered.
Mason and the other two people were startled and did not say anything.
After a moment, Dean felt that he had enough rest. He patted the dust on his buttocks and stood up. Looking at the dagger on the wall outside the window, he was distressed. Without the dagger, it would be extremely dangerous to encounter any monsters.
He thought about it and searched the room. As a result, he found that the quilts and clothes left here were all torn like pieces of paper. He suddenly saw vines crawling outside the wall. He immediately used Mason's dagger to cut off a string and twisted it into a rope. He threw it to the hilt of the dagger nailed to the wall. After several attempts, he finally pulled the dagger out from the wall.
Dean was relieved when he took back the dagger. At this time, he heard Sham's panicked voice: "Dean, come here."
Dean was surprised and hurried to the window sill where Sham was lying. He immediately saw that on the street outside the community, there were more than a dozen Undeads wandering over. They did not go along the street, but turned into the community.
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