After the cocktail tactic failed, Egg had no choice but to pick up the MP5 and continue to use a spoon to pick up dirt. Phoebe was not idle either. She kept reloading the empty magazine manually.
If Egg doesn't stop shooting, Phoebe won't stop; if Phoebe doesn't stop, Egg won't stop shooting.
Shooting and loading are both physical tasks, and the two of them got involved without realizing it.
Finally, when Phoebe tremblingly handed a full magazine to Iger, Iger was the first to be unable to hold it.
"No, I can't fire anymore." Egg didn't take the magazine. He turned over and sat up. The excitement just now had long since disappeared, and now his whole body was tired and sore.
It's still very early today, it's just noon, but Iger decided to call it a day.
Working in the field is not like a nine-to-five job where you have to arrive at a certain time before you can rest, nor is it the kind of involution that squeezes the last bit of energy out of a person before letting him go.
You must leave yourself some room when you go out in the field, because no one knows what you will encounter next.
And Iger also knows something that others don't know, that is, energy and concentration are two different things.
Mechanical work mainly consumes energy, while things with strong subjective initiative not only consume energy, but also require concentration.
A person's daily concentration is limited. Once it is exhausted, it is difficult to recover quickly.
Therefore, if you want to study and work efficiently, you must first not only be energetic, but also ensure that you have sufficient concentration.
Shooting is a task that consumes a lot of concentration. Once the concentration is exhausted, it will be very difficult and difficult to aim. People will involuntarily and constantly wander away when aiming with the gun.
Iger shouted to Joanna: "Let's go, find a place to rest and have lunch by the way."
Joanna stepped on the accelerator and accelerated. The pickup truck shook off the group of infected people behind it and quickly broke away from the battle.
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This is a temporary outpost.
The pickup truck moved forward along the road. This time it was not a temporary stop. They needed to find a relatively safe place. Unexpectedly, there were some difficulties in finding a suitable outpost.
From Jixi Town all the way to Fei Waterfall Scenic Area, there are large villas with beautiful appearance on the mountainside and on the top of the mountain from time to time. These villas are surrounded by walls, so there is no need to worry about safety.
This area is relatively easy to attack and difficult to defend. Firstly, it is a plain with no rolling hills. Secondly, the houses on the roadside do not have walls. At most, they only have a circle of flimsy wooden fences and barbed wire.
After going back and forth, since there was really no place that fully met the requirements, I had to take a back seat and choose a relatively safe place as a temporary outpost.
Although this farmhouse only has one floor, there is a tall barn next to it. Resting in the barn at night should improve your safety a lot.
At noon, everyone drank some cold water and ate some biscuits to deal with it. After a simple inspection and cleaning of the outpost in the afternoon, Phoebe lit a fire in the fireplace in the farmhouse.
Everyone has a lot on their hands. Egg is maintaining the firearm he used today, which is called cleaning the gun as the saying goes.
After the gun is fired, the burning gunpowder will produce high-temperature smoke particles that adhere to the gun barrel. Although they are extremely small, if they are not cleaned in time, they may corrode the gun chamber or form dirt, both of which will affect the gun's performance.
Accuracy.
Therefore, guns with high accuracy generally have high maintenance requirements.
It wasn't until the sun turned west that Thomas finally woke up. He hadn't slept so comfortably for a long time.
Thomas stretched out comfortably, and then he smelled a very fragrant smell.
Thomas turned over with a grunt, and Phoebe was simmering and roasting something on the fireplace in the living room. The smell was simply irresistible to humans.
Iger didn't expect Phoebe to have such skills. It seems that she really has many skills but not too much. Who said that a psychiatrist can't play a guest role as a barbecue chef? There is no conflict at all.
Thomas breathed in the smell of barbecue greedily with his Hadad juice flowing. The Love and Family team had stopped eating meat for a long time.
"Okay, kids, come and eat."
Phoebe put the steaming food on the table and shouted loudly to everyone, like a doting mother.
There is a big meal to eat as soon as you wake up. Life is so happy.
When the fragrant food was placed on the table, Thomas couldn't wait to pick up a fork and go straight to the barbecue. As soon as he put the brown and oily barbecue on the fork, the back of his hand was hit hard by a riding crop drawn from the air, which hurt.
His hand shook and the fork fell on the table along with the meat.
Thomas ignored the pain in his hand. He opened his hand and reached for the fork. As a result, he was struck by the whip again, and a second blood mark appeared on the back of Thomas' hand.
Egg nodded with satisfaction. This riding whip he found was really good. After he took off the triangular tip of the riding whip, it worked better than a pointer.
Thomas looked at Iger, his eyes were red with anger, he punched the table with his fist, stood up violently, and shouted at Iger: "Will you touch me again?"
Before Thomas finished speaking, Egger whipped Thomas's face with a riding crop, and a red blood streak instantly appeared on his black face.
"You!" Thomas came back to his senses from his dizziness. He was furious and was about to fight for Egg, but he saw that Egg had already pulled out a pistol and pointed it at him. In an instant, Thomas's expression changed from anger to a flattering smile.
Thomas smiled and said: "Brother, your joke is not funny at all."
After Iger put away the gun, he picked up the fork he had used to hold the barbecue, stretched out two fingers to carefully wipe off the oil beads on it, then forked a cold steamed bun and placed it on the plate in front of Thomas, and then
Said to him: "Dear Tom, this is your dinner."
Thomas swallowed a gulp of saliva. He saw that Phoebe and Joanna were already cutting up the barbecue and eating the broth. His throat moved a few times, and then he looked at Egg with a charming smile on his face.
Said: "Brother, are you mistaken?"
"Made it wrong?" Iger sneered and said to Thomas: "You damned took the emergency medicine I gave you, and you were bleeding alone when we and hundreds of infected people were fighting to the death.
Hadazi slept all day long, and you still think I made a mistake?"
Iger's mocking tone had no effect on Thomas. He had heard too many words in this tone at his age.
Iger forked a piece of barbecue and put it on his plate. He looked at Thomas with provocative eyes and said: "There is no gain without effort, and the value you have shown so far is not worthy of this dinner."
Brother Tom, you must have heard the saying, ‘There is no free lunch in this world’.
Of course, we are close companions, so we cannot let you starve to death like this. This steamed bun is a symbol of our close friendship.
But you also know that the boat of friendship can capsize at any time. We may be close friends today, but we may become enemies tomorrow.
