"Give it to me?" Yang Ke'er happily fiddled with the sniper crossbow, a little unbelievable, but she was clumsy and couldn't operate it.
"It's not right for you to do that, it should be like this..." Zhang Xiaoqiang taught her how to wind the string, how to load the steel balls and the crossbow arrows.
"Crack" Yang Ke'er fixed his crossbow and aimed around, Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the first zombie that Yang Ke'er killed, to be honest, that zombie was quite pitiful, the most important thing was that the head was not broken at all, From the head down to the waist up, there wasn't a single complete bone, they were all smashed to pieces by Yang Ke'er, worse than the ancient Ling Chi.
"Uncle! Will you leave me and run away?" Yang Ke'er asked casually, only aiming the sniper crossbow in her hand at Zhang Xiaoqiang from time to time.
"Gudu!" Zhang Xiaoqiang swallowed nervously. Looking at the sharp arrows of the crossbow, his calf trembled slightly.
"This..." Zhang Xiaoqiang's voice was a little dry.
"Huh?" Yang Ke'er was a little puzzled.
"As long as you can persist in training and have the courage to face the zombies alone, I will definitely not abandon you." Zhang Xiaoqiang said seriously, but his forehead was slightly sweating.
"Well, I will definitely continue to work hard." Yang Ke'er smiled happily.
"Huh" Zhang Xiaoqiang let out a sigh of relief.
After resting for a while, the two went on the road again, Zhang Xiaoqiang was riding on the bicycle, and Yang Keer was sitting on the beam.
As I was riding, the bike started to vibrate. When I got off the bike, I realized that the front tire of the bike had been scratched at some point and had deflated.
"Kao, bad luck" Zhang Xiaoqiang cursed secretly.
"Change the car, get down" shouted to Yang Ke'er.
"What kind of car should I change? Uncle" Yang Ke'er asked as he stayed firmly on the crossbeam of the bicycle.
"Route 11," Zhang Xiaoqiang said to her as he took the jerky from the back shelf.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was walking on the country road with jerky on his back, Yang Keer was following beside him with a sniper crossbow, and a lonely bicycle was behind him in the distance.
Zhang Xiaoqiang was panting with the jerky on his back, while Yang Keer shouted that he was tired and wanted to rest. Looking at the sky, it was a little dark, and it was not far from night.
A small two-story western-style building on a hill not far away stood alone on the edge of the farmland. There were no obstacles around it, and naturally there were no corpses everywhere.
Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to spend the night in the small foreign building tonight. Ever since he was stuck in the house by d2 last time, Zhang Xiaoqiang had a feeling of repulsion in the house. Safe in the wild.
This is a typical small farmhouse. The small building has been around for some years. The white exterior wall tiles are no longer bright, and the foundation under the corner is covered with withered and dried yellow moss. There are many narrow, long and fine cracks on the cement floor of the grain drying yard in front of the building.
The stainless steel doors and windows of the small building were tightly locked, "Dang, dang, dang" Zhang Xiaoqiang hammered the door a few times, and then stuck to the iron door to listen to the movement in the room, the room was quiet.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took a few steps back and looked at the small building, trying to find a place to dig in.
"Uncle, what are you looking for?" Yang Keer asked looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang's movements.
"Don't disturb me, didn't you see that I was trying to get in?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little annoyed.
"If the bottom doesn't work, then go up!" Yang Keer pouted angrily towards the second floor.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked to the second floor, there was a balcony above the gate, and there was a glass door behind the balcony. On the first floor, he couldn't tell whether the door was locked or not. Even if it was locked, it didn't matter. Isn't there a hammer
Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang Ke'er to step on his shoulders to climb up, go inside and go down to the first floor before opening the door.
"Uncle, there might be monsters inside!" Yang Ke'er looked dodgy.
"Are you still afraid of zombies?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked back.
"Yeah, I'm not afraid now." Yang Ke'er remembered the battle against zombies today and won.
"Look at it, step on my face."
"I'm sorry, it's only a little bit closer, it's really only a little bit closer!"
"Forget it, you step on my head, count me unlucky!"
"Uncle, I can't reach it, why don't you step on me if I come down?"
"Is it just your small body that got me? Get ready, get up!" Zhang Xiaoqiang held Yang Ke'er's sole and lifted it up.
Yang Ke'er's feet blindly stepped on the air a few times and disappeared. "Uncle, wait for me, I'll open the door." Yang Ke'er's voice was still outside, but she had disappeared behind the glass door.
"Kaca" the iron door was opened, "Uncle, it's so dark inside, I'm so scared!" Yang Ke'er said to Zhang Xiaoqiang with lingering fear.
Zhang Xiaoqiang ignored her and walked into the room. He hadn't been popular for a long time, and the room seemed a bit gloomy. Inside is a main room. On the wall facing the door is a portrait of a birthday star. On the cabinet next to the portrait is a porcelain statue of Chairman Mao and Chairman Mao, which is no longer visible. The decoration is very ordinary, the white tiles on the floor are somewhat discolored and yellow.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked around on the first floor and found the kitchen. Except for the full water tank, everything else in the kitchen was empty. There was no oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and rice. It was so clean that even a mouse would cry when it came in.
There is an aisle next to the kitchen, leading to the back of the building along the aisle. Behind it is a small courtyard, with several earthen houses on both sides, one is a carport, there are some tire tools scattered in the corner, and the other is a firewood shed. There are two other rooms, one is a pigsty and the other is a fire cage room. There is no bacon in the country where bacon is smoked. There is an iron gate in the small courtyard leading to the back of the hill, and the iron gate is locked by a big general.
"The homeowner escaped the virus and fled in a car with food and supplies. There is still time to lock the front and rear doors," Zhang Xiaoqiang guessed.
The downstairs room is the bedroom of the elderly, which are full of old furniture and wooden beds. The rest of the rooms were used as warehouses, and a little rice was scattered on the ground.
The second floor is the living room, one living room and three bedrooms. The living room is covered with wooden floors, a large sofa, and a high-end home theater. The quilt bed covers in the three bedrooms are all there, so you can sleep directly.
Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Ke'er had dinner, and took a vigorous bath with the bath water boiled in a large pot in the kitchen.
"You sleep inside, I sleep in the living room, pay attention to whether there is any movement at night, don't sleep too hard." Zhang Xiaoqiang explained to Yang Ke'er before going to bed.
"Got it, wordy, oh, I haven't slept in bed for a long time!" Yang Ke'er walked into the bedroom cheering.
Zhang Xiaoqiang lay on the sofa, covered with a quilt and closed his eyes, with the saber at hand. The soft and comfortable sofa let Zhang Xiaoqiang relax his whole body, and soon fell asleep.
An iron pipe stabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang's stomach, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't feel it, he scratched it with his hands and continued to sleep, the iron pipe patted Zhang Xiaoqiang's face again, Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes violently.
A dazzling flashlight came from the opposite side, making Zhang Xiaoqiang unable to open his eyes. A figure looms behind the flashlight.
It took a while for Zhang Xiaoqiang to get used to squinting his eyes and looking at the situation in front of him. An earthen shotgun was pointed at him, and the light from the flashlight was patrolling his body to find hidden weapons.
"Who are you?" The figure on the opposite side asked, and the age of the voice should not be very old.
"I am a survivor! Take refuge here temporarily!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said honestly.
"I don't care if you are a damn survivor or not, why are you in my house? Say it!" The figure was a little angry.
"Put down the gun first and listen to my explanation. I'm not a bad person." Zhang Xiaoqiang persuaded.
"You're in my house, and you actually told me to put down the gun? Huh? You should die." The man erupted, "Boom" the gun butt hit Zhang Xiaoqiang's face, Zhang Xiaoqiang covered his face and wanted to continue persuading.
"Don't move, I'll kill you if you move again!" Yang Ke'er also came out to join in the fun with a sniper crossbow.