Yang Keer was running around the platform, Zhang Xiaoqiang put a sharpened hardwood stick into the horn, tried it was quite handy, the horn texture is light and thin, and it is extremely hard, after making the horn gun is far lighter than the previous simple iron gun, a gun flower danced a few times, and he was a little worried that the horn was not fixed.

"Pounce" inserted the beast horn gun into the ground with his backhand, and the head of the spear was easily inserted into the ground, shaking the body of the gun quite firmly, and finding a few iron nails and nailing them into the link between the horns and the body of the gun with a hammer.

"Pounce, pounce, pounce" With the swing of the hammer up and down, the horn gun continued to fall, and after fixing, it was found that the head of the horn gun had been nailed into the ground for more than 40 centimeters, grabbed the body of the gun and shook it, not moving at all. Pull it up hard, but you can't pull it out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang leaned down and looked at the head of the gun. The tip of the gun was firmly nailed to the ground, and the dirt next to it had cracked and recessed.

"Damn, that's perverted." The mud layer on the ground was only two or three centimeters thick, and underneath the earth was a huge rock plane with horns nailed to the rock.

"It's useless?" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the horn nailed into the rock and was worried, grabbed another horn and stabbed it on the rock, and "pounced" the tip of the horn into the rock two or three centimeters.

"There's a way!"

Zhang Xiaoqiang used another horn to dig up the horn gun, looked at the rock floor dug into a big pit, and then looked at the horn gun in his hand, the tip of the horn was still extremely sharp, the whole horn was round and smooth, and the action just now had no effect on it, not even a trace of hanging flowers.

"Divine weapons" Zhang Xiaoqiang, holding the beast horn gun, sighed, "I'm afraid I can even wear D2!" ”

The sky was still gray and gloomy, and the clouds were as obscure and gloomy as usual, Zhang Xiaoqiang drove a three-wheeled road on a country road, and Yang Keer squatted in the carriage, piled up with some food and sundries around him.

"How many are they?" Zhang Xiaoqiang drove the car and asked, "The third one!" Uncle, why are you looking for so much food when you can't finish the food in the cave? Yang Keer was puzzled in the back compartment.

"What do you care about so much!" Zhang Xiaoqiang no longer paid attention to Yang Keer and drove with his head buried in his head.

Although he decided to go to WH City to find a gathering place for survivors, it doesn't mean that he doesn't leave a way back, that cave can be used as a secret base, since it is to be used as a base, the richer and more abundant the material reserves, the better, and now take advantage of the rest period to pull Yang Ke'er to search for supplies nearby.

In the morning, I searched three houses and found thousands of catties of rice, some corn cobs, and some other food, and I always felt that it was not enough, and this was the second search today.

The three-wheeled agricultural vehicle is parked by a small river, the river is not about six meters wide, the river is not deep, you can see the sand and gravel at the bottom of the river, the river is a little narrow, the rocky beaches on both sides are overgrown with weeds, plastic bags of various colors, plastic bottles and glass bottles containing pesticides are scattered in the middle, and the river water is a little muddy.

There is a concrete bridge over the river, and on the opposite side of the flat land, dozens of small double-storey buildings of different shapes are scattered in the middle, and the buildings are surrounded by vegetable depressions, and there are no vegetables in the abandoned vegetable garden for months.

Zhang Xiaoqiang parked the three wheels at the head of the bridge and took Yang Keer to the opposite bank, wanting to increase Yang Keer's experience in facing zombies, but he didn't encounter zombies until the nearest small building.

"Something is wrong?" Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his binoculars to look around, and the village was quiet, revealing a desolation that had been uninhabited for a long time. The two had been cautiously searching forward.

A small building that looked like something new stood at the far edge of the village, with two brick bungalows on the left and right, and the small building was surrounded by hundreds of zombies, but there was no movement on the upper floors.

"There are living people?" Looking at the scene in the telescope, Zhang Xiaoqiang made a judgment.

"To save or not to save?"

It's a tangled question!

Zhang Xiaoqiang was very hesitant in his heart, this is the third survivor he will meet, the sixth one that Yang Keer has encountered, except for Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer who are still alive, the other survivors have died for various reasons.

The chances of survival of the survivors in the last days are too small, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is also eager to meet a few more living people, but the more than 100 zombies in front of him make him feel embarrassed.

"A few, a dozen can still be considered, and now I can't help it!" Zhang Xiaoqiang finally decided to give up, and hoped to take advantage of the zombies to be attracted and grab supplies as much as possible.

"You wait here, I'll drive over!" Zhang Xiaoqiang turned to Yang Keer and said.

"Uncle, look!" Yang Keer pointed behind Zhang Xiaoqiang with his finger and said.

There was a commotion in the corpse group and moved to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side, and the two S-type zombies at the head were the two, and the D-type zombies and ordinary zombies followed.

"Run!" Zhang Xiaoqiang pulled Yang Keer and ran to the opposite bank.

"Are there any injuries on your body?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Yang Keer while running.

"No! What's the matter, uncle? Yang Ke'er's expression was very strange.

"Did you get any blood on anything?" Zhang Xiaoqiang asked again.

"Blood? Uncle, well, that, does that thing count? Yang Ke'er was a little embarrassed on her face.

As he spoke, the two of them arrived at the bridge, and the S-shaped zombies chased closer and closer, pulling away a lot of ordinary zombies.

"We'll talk about it later!" Zhang Xiaoqiang clenched the beast horn gun and headed towards the S-type zombies, wanting to deal with the S-type zombies that posed the greatest threat first!

Two S-shaped zombies pounced on Zhang Xiaoqiang one after the other, Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath and stabbed forward with his gun, and saw that the S-type zombie running in front froze suddenly, and a spiral horn poked out of the back of the zombie's head, and then the gun body turned, and half of the zombie's skull flew out.

As soon as he retracted the gun, the second S-shaped zombie pounced in front of him and grabbed Zhang Xiaoqiang with his claws, Zhang Xiaoqiang erected the body of the gun to block the claws, and was about to raise the gun to stab forward.

The bowstring of the sniper crossbow behind him sounded, and a hole appeared in the white eye socket of the S-shaped zombie, and the zombie was carried forward to the ground.

"Uncle, how am I doing?" Yang Keer has a stinky fart like you complimenting me.

D-type zombies were still far away from ordinary zombies, and Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Keer slowly walked towards the tricycle.

"What do you think that thing is?" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little puzzled.

"Uncle, you're dead, women come every month!" Yang Keer rolled her eyes upward, a look you didn't know.

"Oh! What a wound! Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded silently, feeling that something was wrong.

"Didn't you say you were pregnant?" Zhang Xiaoqiang said strangely to Yang Keer.

"Does the pregnancy have anything to do with that coming?" Yang Keer is very strange.

"Yes! Does it matter? Zhang Xiaoqiang is also a little puzzled, he has never studied physiology and hygiene!

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at the small building on the other side of the river, a little pity, "How many supplies must be in it!" I retracted my gaze and was about to go back, but I inadvertently saw that on the guardrail of the cement bridge, the guardrail was built vertically with red bricks, and it was very simple to save materials as much as possible. I kicked it hard with my foot, and the bricks loosened a little.

Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart moved; "There's a way!"

The guardrail near the opposite bank was kicked open enough to pass through two or three people, and then three wheels were placed in the middle of the bridge, blocking the bridge deck.

"Give me that thing of yours!" Zhang Xiaoqiang said to Yang Keer.

"Something?" Yang Keer is very strange.

"The scientific name is hygiene, towel, and the flower name is jelly" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked serious.