"Roar!"

The zombies were running in the yard, and their thin body was seriously incompatible with their originally generous clothes. I don’t know how long they were locked in the yard and were so hungry.

Fu Hongyang held a long bamboo pole in his hand. While dodging the zombies, he pushed the zombies away with the long bamboo pole and communicated with Doudou with his spirit: "Bet on it, bite its trouser legs, right, drag it, drag it, and put it down!"

"Woo!"

Doudou didn't know how to bite the zombie at first, but just bit her pants. It probably even bit her zombie's calves and blood was bleeding all over her pants. But soon it understood what "drag" was. She grabbed the zombie's calves and pulled them like a bone, pulling them down with powerful force.

"roar!"

The zombie fell to the ground and wanted to get up and bite Doudou.

But Doudou showed the intelligence of a dog at this moment. It didn't need Fu Hongyang to send orders. It had dragged the zombies around the yard. As long as the zombie wanted to twist, it would drag the zombies twice. After several times, the zombie's clothes were dragged to pieces.

Exposes its rough skin that has turned blue-gray.

There is only a small amount of hair on the body, but its nails are quite sharp. When it is grabbed onto the cement floor, it can leave white marks, and it will hardly buckle out a layer of cement surface.

Fu Hongyang simply watched the show and focused on guiding Doudou to fight.

Through the past two days of spiritual connection, he has gradually figured out how to make Doudou understand his instructions simply and quickly - it is actually very simple, with good encouragement and scolding.

I used to learn conditioned reflex in junior high school, and I used dogs to do experiments. Every time I feed the dog bones, I would ring the bell. Over time, as long as I ring the bell, the dog would secrete saliva. He used this as the idea and slowly made the beans form conditioned reflex.

"Doudou pinched its neck!"

"Not that! Stupid dog!"

"Not that's the case, stupid dog!"

"Yes, that's it, it's pretty done!"

"Wow!" Doudou, who received praise, looked up and shouted happily.

The zombie took advantage of this gap and suddenly raised her upper body and bit Doudou's neck. Fu Hongyang quickly reminded him that he wanted to stop him but was too far away: "Be careful!"

However, Doudou is smarter than expected, as if he had eyes on his head, and he could avoid the zombie's biting with just a jump. Then he dragged the zombie's legs and circled around the yard. It always felt that this was more fun - it would take time to train Doudou to use a blow to kill the zombie.

If a zombie is bitten by a neck, it may not necessarily die.

It is best to blow your head, but it is very difficult for Doudou to blow your head.

"For the time being, let Doudou focus on assisting me and help me involve zombies." He ran over, lifted the bamboo pole in his hand, and hit the zombie's head with a fierce blow.

Pick.

The head was penetrated, and the zombie twitched until there was no sound. She threw away the bamboo pole in her hand, and Fu Hongyang waved to Doudou and left the family.

In two days, he had searched all the dozen nearby families. He had not encountered mutated zombies, nor did he meet living people, but only a few zombies trapped in the house. There have been confirmed that there were no other mutated trees in the surrounding area, which were quiet.

There were several times when he and Doudou made loud noises, but they did not attract the zombies, as if this was a corner missed by the world.

There is only one person and one dog, living alone.

After searching for supplies, he was either practicing sword drawing and parkour, or training dog Doudou. In the blink of an eye, on March 24, he had not entered a special dream for two consecutive nights.

...

"Ceposporin, aspirin, bandage, Yunnan Baiyao, 999..." Fu Hongyang put the collected medicines, looking at the anti-inflammatory drugs that he could recognize, into the left lattice of the backpack.

Pick up a white tool kit on the side, pour out all the tools, and then put them back one by one: "Vice, paper cutting knife, screwdriver, wrench, tape measure, hammer, tape..."

Confirm that the tools were complete, he put the tool kit into the bottom of the backpack.

Then continue to put items in your backpack.

"Can canned meat, boiled eggs, eight treasure porridge, peanuts, Xu Fuji, Oreo, chocolate, bring these foods... Two clothes are enough to change... Hand saw, hand axe, meat cutter is temporarily placed in the bag, raincoat, umbrella, fish hook, fish line and fish rod are also placed in the bag, and two more lighter are placed in the bag."

After putting these supplies, he stuffed a bundle of nylon rope and a roll of thin wire into the grid on the right side of the backpack.

There was a lattice on the top of the backpack. He put the remaining two lighters, a Swiss army knife, his ID card, student ID card, a few cooling oils, and a pair of rubber gloves.

There is also a net pocket outside the lattice.

He stuffed a flashlight into the net bag. This flashlight is very interesting. There is a knife hidden inside the barrel and the end can be used as a chisel. Outside the net bag, there is a large wire cutter. This wire cutter is very heavy and inconvenient to carry, but it can be cut directly when it encounters a door lock. He still takes it with him after considering it.

On the other side, there is a notebook and a few pens stuffed into the net pocket, and a stainless steel water cup filled with water.

He hung a milk pot that could boil water and cook on his backpack. Then, his eyes were on the plastic oil bottle next to him, and there was a slightly anxious mutant queen, a few ordinary big black ants, and a layer of umbrellas and a little bit of bauble flesh.

A group of big black ants around the oil bottle were circling around, as if they were trying to rescue the mutated queen.

Fu Hongyang picked up the oil bottle, shook off the big black ant on the surface, and hung it directly behind the backpack: "You are my pet, you must take it away. Let me give you a name before leaving... Seeing a little ghost umbrella on your head, why not just call it ghost head? Tsk, I always feel it is weird, change it."

After thinking about it, he decided: "It's called blackheads, big black ants, and grass is growing on the top of their heads, which is very appropriate."

After trampling on a group of big black ants who wanted to rush over, Fu Hongyang carried his backpack on his back, and then walked to the door of the tile house. He held the hatchet at the door in his hand: "The machete is hung on the waist, the steel bars are also hung on the waist, and the fruit knife is already inserted in the sewn pocket."

Basically, the materials and equipment are neatly equipped.

He raised his wrist and looked at his watch. At 9:00 in the morning, he locked the door of the tiled house, put the key in his pocket, and then whistled at Doudou.

Doudou, carrying two plastic bags on his back, ran over.

There are not many mahogany fruits in the plastic bag, and they cannot be kept for too long. He is preparing to be used as today's food-the road is still long, so try to use as little food that is easy to store, mainly fresh, fruits and vegetables that can be found to prevent food from not being found one day.

He also picked up a plastic bag from his feet, which was covered with peeled peanuts.

Taking a look at the huge mulberry trees, then looking at the ruins of the building, half of the walls, and his own tiled house, Fu Hongyang stepped forward: "Let's go, Doudou!"

"Wow!" Doudou followed Fu Hongyang.

One man and one dog walked along the cement road to the edge of haze. Fu Hongyang stopped suddenly, put down the hatchet and plastic bag, reached out to touch the pocket of the shirt and said, "Fortunately, I brought my phone with me." The phone had long been out of power, but he would not discard it. There were hundreds of photos inside.

That was his beautiful memory. Maybe one day he called and his phone could light up again.
Chapter completed!