This tomb has an area of ​​nearly 80 square meters. The number of zombies on the wall that have been made into specimens has reached hundreds. Except for the type 2 zombies and Z-type zombies, there are no D-type zombies and S-type zombies. Similarly, the original blue brick floor was replaced by a lime layer. In addition to the pungent lime flavor, there is a rich smell of odor and disinfectant.

Standing outside the door to see the light in this room does not seem strong, the lighting of the kerosene lamp is not bright enough to go there, only to find the illusion after entering the house, on the side of the end of the tomb, countless mirrors are arranged in disorder These mirrors used several angles to focus the lights of several kerosene lamps on one point, one on the buckle.

The inverted buckle was made into the operating table. A man in a white coat with a mask was busy in the strongest light. Under the strong light, a S-shaped zombie was laid down. .

There is a small wooden frame beside the man, and a plastic tray is placed on the top. It is the fruit plate of the peanuts when the farmer comes to the guests. The fruit plate is filled with scalpels, hemostats and other anatomical tools, even There is also a small saw.

The man’s identity is coming out. He is a doctor, at least a surgeon. The doctor wears a mask and can’t see his looks. The white coat on his body is covered with various stains. A round frame of thick glasses will bring him His eyes were blocked, and his forehead could not be seen clearly. It seemed that the long hair that had not been repaired for half a year was like a mop without a wooden handle on his head.

Why is it a mop? Because his hair looks dirty, not dirty, he hasn't washed it for many years, his hair is smashed, just like the cloth on the mop hangs on his forehead, and the doctor feels his hair. Very annoying, squatting from time to time, keep your hair aside and continue to be busy until the hair hangs again.

Although doctors often compete with their own hair from time to time, it seems to be very funny in the eyes of outsiders. But Yun Shu and Shantou don’t dare to laugh. They stand in the doctor’s not far away, endure the stomach’s tumbling, waiting The doctor is busy with the work in his hands.

The doctor is very focused. He did not know that there were two big men standing beside him. All his attention was on the broken body under his knife. One big, one small and two men did not dare to call him, just waiting silently.

The doctors whom they called the branch secretary were not their original village party secretary. The doctors were brought back by them. They were accurately returned by them. They did not know where the person came from.

They saw him on the side of a turn-over car on the side of the road. He was in a coma, holding a scalpel in his hand and carrying five zombies beside him. These zombies were not killed, but instead They were used by the knife to remove their parts and slowly killed, so none of these zombies is complete.

When I saw those zombies, everyone who saw him took a sigh of cold. How do they deal with the zombies every day? How can they not know the horror of the zombies? Don’t say five zombies, even if they are two zombies, it is not necessary for them to solve them alone. Can kill, but this man did it, just with a scalpel, a scalpel that is not as powerful as a stick.

The people in the countryside are simple. They respect all those who have the ability. What's more, this thin young man has done what all of them can't do. This young man is obviously a strong person. In the last days, the strong will never be. I am afraid that I can't find a place to eat.

Since the doctors joined them, everyone has discovered that the doctor is different. He will never solve the zombie. He will slowly cut off the zombie's muscle film and slowly tease the zombies. Observing them, the last zombies are often left with only the skeleton and can't hold their bodies.

The doctor's weird behavior made all people far away from him. I was afraid that he would cut himself into pieces on that day. Doctors didn't care. He didn't like people to communicate. He was more willing to study zombies than to communicate with others.

They have more than 200 people, all of whom are the folks of Shili Ba Village. The unique customs of the country people make them a group. Their heads are the branch books, not the original ones. The original ones have already died. They watched them. Come, they can only manage their books, and their heads can only be called branch books.

The books were dead and killed by the army. They found a team. A few hundred soldiers were sitting on the military vehicles and marching toward the WH. The branch secretary thought that this group of people was saved. The education for decades let them know. Who are their closest relatives, who are their children, and they are excited to see the soldiers.

Just when they shouted and wanted to meet their loved ones, they spoke from doctors who had never spoken. He said that the current world, the soldiers are unreliable, the government is unreliable, and the country is not reliable. It should be careful and cautious.

No one listened to him. He was just an outsider. Although he had the ability, he could only do it. The branch secretary died. He was smashed by bullets and the villagers died halfway. In the gun body that was shaking in the sky, Countless roaring bullets rushed to their side with a layer of blood fog~lightnovelpub.net~ The **** fog of the sky obscured their sight, and they were unable to fall on the ground and looked at the cold faces of the military vehicles. The soldiers, they don’t know why they died.

The lives and deaths of hundreds of people are just a small episode for the soldiers. They even roared away without the car, leaving only the blood of one place and the civilians who were dying in the pool of blood.

Two hundred people died and went into eighty people. The remaining half also had gunshot wounds. Just when some people were desperate, the doctor appeared. He used his medical skills and some incredible means to save 27 people.

In the case of a shortage of drugs and no equipment, he rescued 27 of the 40 wounded. At this moment, all the survivors automatically recognized the identity of his branch secretary. No one dissatisfied, no one objected, just like this, one Outsiders became their support books.

After the doctor became a branch secretary, he did not pay much attention to the responsibility of the branch secretary. The only thing he did was to take the villagers from the ground to the ground and build the lab. The others were divided into several pieces and found a few pleasing ones. Responsible for one piece, he continues to study his zombies.

Generally no one will disturb the branch secretary, just like now, the army is coming again.

"咔···咔···嘣····" A skull was smashed by the doctor. A pungent black blood flowed from the head of the zombie to the operating table. The doctor unwittingly put the bone in his hand. Throw it into the wicker basket at the foot, slightly licking the long hair covering the eyes, and looking up to see one big and one small two men standing on one side with low eyebrows.

"What is it? Who is dead?"

The doctor said this coldly, took the rubber gloves on his hand and threw it on the wooden frame, and found the cup he was drinking. He stood in front of the scented operating table and drank the water.