doomsday escape

The phalanges were wrapped with cloth strips several times to prevent them from slipping. Then they picked two thicker steel pipes that Chen Hu and the others found from the iron shop and cut them off with a dagger.

Wang He picked up a stone and flattened the shortened steel pipe. It could barely be used as a scabbard. Otherwise, if he inserted it into his waist, even the belt would be cut. If he accidentally hurt himself, the two petals would become

Four petals…

Seven people, each with a short sword, the two longest ones were pinned to Wang He's waist, and the rest were spears.

In the iron art shop, except for some square, round, thick and thin steel pipes, and some thick iron wires, I found nothing else, not even a hair on the tool. Fortunately, I now have the Corpse Claw Sword.

Otherwise, these people will be worried to death.

Use a sword to cut the steel pipe short and use it as a spearhead. Drill a few holes in the steel pipe and the white wax pole. Thread the iron wire through it and tighten it to prevent the spearhead from falling off. Then flatten the front end of the spearhead and sharpen it with a corpse claw sword. A spear

It was done, and seven long hairs were made in the same manner. The remaining materials were not wasted, and each person made two short spears.

"Brother, you asked us to bring back so many white wax poles, but we can't use them." Chen Hu asked, looking at the dozens of thick and thin wooden poles in the ground.

"Who said they can't be used?" Wang He chuckled and directed a few people to pick out more than 30 thick wooden poles and cut them into lengths of 1.8 to 2 meters.

He sharpened both ends of a short steel pipe, aimed one end at the cross-section of the wooden pole and pushed it in. With his strength, he twisted and turned to get it halfway in, and then handed it to Chen Hu and pointed to a wall 30 meters away.

said:

"Have you ever watched the Olympics? Do you know anything about the javelin? Throw it..."

"Bang~" There was a sound, and the wooden pole was pierced into the wall. You must know that this was a brick wall 30 meters away. The person who made the move was not Wang He, who was inhumanly strong, but Chen, who was stronger than ordinary people.

Tiger.

When everyone saw the effect, they didn't talk nonsense. They made more than 30 throwing guns in a row. In order to throw farther and increase the lethality, they also cut one side of the gun head into a tapered shape, and cut some wood chips and fixed them on the throwing guns with tape.

Add weight to the front.

Then he tied up the few grenades and some flasks filled with gasoline and strong liquor.

There were about 10 thin wooden sticks left, so Wang He didn't waste them. He cut them all into about 90 centimeters, carved a groove on one end, put a hole in the black devil's tooth on the other end, and fixed it slightly with a thin wire. There were more than 30 sticks.

The toothed arrow without fletching is ready.

"You don't have a bow now, why are you making such arrows?" Wu Ting, who took out the corpse claw sword for Black Devil Ya who had been carrying it all the way, asked, shaking her sore hands.

"Didn't you notice that there is another pewter pole that I haven't moved?" Wang He raised his chin towards the thickest and straightest pewter pole and said, "This thing is perfect for a long bow."

Wang He picked up the Corpse Claw Sword and made a few gestures, then picked the less smooth side and started whittling the wood. With the sharp edge of the sword, in less than a while, a long stick with a round center and flat sides was ready.

After breaking a porcelain bowl and scraping the wooden stick without burrs, remove the shoelaces of Chen Hu and the two soldiers and tie them in the string grooves at both ends of the wooden stick. Find a stick and put it in the middle of the wooden stick, and tie the shoelaces.

At the other end of the stick, he pushed the long wooden stick into a bow shape, then picked up the sword and repaired the upper and lower bow blades to make the arc more perfect.

"I'm going to find some materials to make strings after learning how to bow." Bow training originally took a long time, but now I don't have much time for Wang He to do it slowly, so he trained a little.

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Once trained, it won't break immediately.

"Can't shoelaces work?" Chen Huzhuo pulled on his military boots and said with a paratrooper's rope in his hand: "If it doesn't work, can this one work?"

"No, it's the same as shoelaces. It has some elasticity. It needs to be tough and strong. It doesn't have any elasticity at all. It doesn't matter if it's thinner..."

Wang He frowned, and while looking around for alternatives, he walked out of the door and walked into the village in the city.

Several people followed him, holding freshly baked spears, and began to wander around the village, cleaning up the zombies and looking around, just like the ghosts who entered the village to steal chickens and dogs...

"Brother Wang, find some glue for repairing shoes."

Wu Ting walked out of a grocery store, holding a lot of glue in her hand, and complained: "There is nothing, just a cardboard box. In addition to glue, there is also a tool for sewing shoes. This glue can be used to fix those teeth."

Arrow?"

"The one who sews shoes..." Wang He thought for a moment and asked, "Is there any thread for sewing shoes?"

"There are...there are so many colors."

"Great..." Wang He was overjoyed. He quickly entered the house, picked up the box, and left. He shouted from a distance: "Let's see if there are any replacements for the arrow feathers." After saying this, the man disappeared.

The six people left behind looked at each other and began to look for arrow feathers dejectedly.

A group of people were busy until dark. The soldiers found a goose feather fan, but there were not many feathers that could be used. Maomao caught a pigeon, but there were only a few feathers that could be used.

The remaining arrows had to be replaced with thick tape and cut into feather shapes. After Wu Ting and others had glued the arrow feathers, the arrows were also dotted with glue.

Wang He's bow string is almost finished. A layer of glue is applied to the string and it's done. The rest is just waiting for the glue to dry.

After chopping firewood and boiling water, Wang He made a simple meal to fill everyone's stomachs, then rested early and prepared to leave here the next day.

At dawn, Wang He put on his sword, long bow and backpack, led everyone to a Jiangling pickup truck found in the village, and set off south.

This route was discussed by several people during dinner last night. The sentry company is located on the west bank of the Feng River, between the Long Street Bridge and the Central Bridge.

The east banks of the two bridges are relatively prosperous streets. There are residential areas on both sides of the streets, and there are many shopping malls and business buildings. There must be a lot of zombies.

Wang He proposed to cross the river from the Central Ring Bridge and turn back a few kilometers to the north to find the Sentinel Company. The reason is that there are far fewer people on the west side of the Central Ring Bridge than on the west bank of the Changjie Bridge.

Wu Ting expressed her objection. Although there are few residential areas and commercial areas in Zhonghuan Street, there are no alleys or paths on the road. There are only a few spacious streets. If you turn north, there are two farmers' markets. If there are too many zombies, it will be impossible to survive.

There is no place to hide.

The long street is different. After getting off the bridge, there is a small road to the south. There are alleys on the left and right of the small road. Even if there are too many zombies, you can escape in the alleys, thus avoiding a large-scale siege.

The two couldn't argue, and finally decided to watch while walking. They had to go south first anyway.

The pickup truck soon reached the end of the newly built road. Through the iron fence at the intersection, the low roars of the zombies on the road could be clearly heard, as well as the sound of countless footsteps.

Wang He stood in the bed of the pickup truck, slammed the roof of the truck, and shouted: "Run!".

Wu Ting stepped on the accelerator, and the pickup truck flew away like a wild horse, hitting the fence and jumping out.

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The pickup truck knocked away several zombies in succession. Before other zombies could surround them, it drove over 500 meters and finally saw the first intersection.

Wu Ting drove westward, and Wang He, who was standing on the side of the car and wielding a spear to drive away the zombies climbing on the car, lost his balance and was almost thrown out of the car, screaming in fright.

It would be no joke if he fell down. Even if he was so powerful and powerful, he would still be cut into pieces alive.

The pickup truck was driving quickly. According to the previously planned route, the next intersection was Long Street to the south. If the long street was impassable, the only option was to turn into an alley in advance and drive along the river bank to the Middle Ring Road.

Wu Ting drove the car, with a faint blue light flashing in her eyes. The pickup truck moved left and right to avoid hitting zombies head-on, in order to prolong the service life of the car.

Despite this, the front of the car was deformed. The co-pilot and a few people in the back seat were holding short spears and stabbed the zombies who climbed into the car. At the same time, they prayed that the air intake would not be blocked by zombie blood before the engine crashed.

The pickup truck made a beautiful drift and turned south. Wang He didn't have time to sigh that Wu Ting's driving skills were getting better and better. He watched Wu Ting turn the steering wheel hard and the vehicle drove westward towards an unplanned narrow alley.

Just when a few people were confused, they saw from the side car window that at the intersection of Long Street in the south, a bunch of cars crashed into a hill. In the cars on the hill, there were all zombies stretching out their hands and trying hard to move outward.

Climb.

The entire hill blocked the alley intersection where they had planned. No wonder Wu Ting had to turn in advance.

The small alley is very narrow, barely enough for a car to pass, but from a distance, you can see that there is a car parked sideways at the end of the alley, blocking the entrance of the alley. According to their speed, it is destined to hit the car at this end.

Destroy people.

"Stop! Stop the car..." Chen Hu screamed in the back seat.

Wu Ting shouted extremely calmly: "Can't stop! Wang He..."

Wang He picked up a throwing spear, pulled out the ring of the grenade attached to the throwing spear, aimed at the spot where the car was blocking the road, and threw it.

With the huge power of Wang He, the gun was directly stuck into the bottom of the car. There was an explosion and the car turned over. Just in time to get out of the way, the pickup truck rushed out of the small alley with a "whoosh" in the wind.

At this time, the pickup truck was already driving on the road along the Feng River, with the Long Street Bridge overhead. The bridge was full of zombies. When they heard the sound of car engines under the bridge, they began to jump off the bridge desperately.

There is only one way now, bypass these fearless zombies, continue south, and cross the river at the Central Ring Bridge.

Wu Ting did not hesitate at all and accelerated towards the bottom of the bridge.

In just one hundred meters, hundreds of zombies fell like dumplings from the bridge. The first few dozen zombies that landed on the ground acted as a good buffer. The zombies that fell later stood up almost unscathed.

Wu Ting was knocked around and rushed across the bottom of the bridge. There was only a loud "boom" sound, and a 5-meter-high giant corpse fell from the sky, almost landing on the pickup truck.

Even so, the pickup truck was so shaken that it jumped up, knocking all the people in the car upside down. Wang He, who was in the truck bed, was thrown out of the car with several spears.

As soon as Wang He landed, he didn't even have time to be in a trance. He rolled and crawled towards the pickup truck. Wu Ting quickly slowed down. When Wang He climbed into the car, the giant corpse shook his head and stood up, taking big steps.

He rushed over immediately.

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