In the romance of "women don't understand", Iger and Vance took inventory of the fertilizers they found. Oh boy, there are more than ten bags of this kind of 5kg fertilizer.
The materials have been found, what is needed now is a container, a container that can make a big firecracker.
A pressure cooker definitely won't work. A pressure cooker can't hold up more than ten kilograms. If you want to kill hundreds of infected people in one go, you'll need a bigger one.
Egg turned to Vance and said: "Uncle Vance, we need to find a big oil drum, the kind made of iron."
Looks like I have to go to the gas station later.
After hearing what Iger said, Vance said casually: "We'll just load it into the car later."
Um?
Vance explained to Iger that because of his work, he often went to the field, and the chain saw also needed to be refueled, so he always kept some fuel in his home, and the fuel was filled with large oil drums.
Now that the oil barrels have been found, today's basic goal is accomplished, and now all that remains is transportation.
Joanna squatted at the door of the store and stood guard, while the other two men, trying not to attract the attention of the infected people in the distance, walked back and forth through the bright store, took out all the fertilizers and piled them at the door of the store.
Afterwards, the three of them quietly sneaked back to Vance's house. In Vance's warehouse, Egger saw two huge oil drums.
Vance walked over and knocked on the oil drum outside. Hearing the sound, there was still some fuel in it. He said to Iger and Joanna: "That's it."
Out of curiosity, Iger knocked on the oil drum inside and found that it was full. What Iger didn't know was that American man-made fuel was very powerful.
Vance's car requires half a barrel of fuel, about 100 liters, to fill up once. And his full-size pickup truck equipped with a super-displacement V8 engine needs to be filled up twice a week on average during busy work periods.
Since the gas station is not open 24 hours a day, it is often late at night when Vance returns to the community, and he has to set off again the next morning, so it is necessary to stock up on fuel at home.
Vance picked up a small gas pump and handed it to Joanna. This gas pump can be powered by the car's power supply, which is much more convenient than the hand-cranked one.
Who knows the sour feeling when adding hundreds of liters of fuel with a hand-operated gas pump?
Joanna struggled to hold the small gas pump and went out, while Vance and Iger lifted the oil drum and walked out cautiously.
After placing the oil drum and gas pump in the bed of the pickup truck, Vance looked around the garage a few times and felt that there was nothing else he needed to bring.
Next, comes the riskiest part of the mission.
Vance and Egg took off their guns, inspected them first, and then reloaded their guns.
Egg learned a little trick from Joanna yesterday. After loading the bullet, he can then withdraw the magazine and load another bullet. In this way, the 10-round magazine and the round in the chamber make a total of 11 bullets.
Vance didn't care about the life of the magazine spring, he directly filled the 40-round magazine.
This AR-15 does not have a spare magazine, because in most cases, even if a gunfight breaks out, the 40-round ammunition capacity is enough to solve the problem, or the problem will be solved by itself.
Guys who add super large-capacity magazines or even 100-round drum magazines to their guns are just for showing off their skills, and those drum magazines are not suitable for actual combat.
First, the drum cartridge is too heavy, which affects shooting; second, the drum cartridge jams easily. These two points are tantamount to seeking a dead end in a gunfight.
After checking the equipment, Vance started the car. Egger opened the rolling shutter door and raised it with both hands. As a result, the rolling shutter door rolled up on its own.
"Shit!" Vance yelled when he saw this situation.
Vance forgot to tell Iger that he had modified the rolling shutter door. It is very convenient to use on weekdays, but if you want to open it quietly, you have to pull it harder, otherwise if it closes by itself, the sound will never be quiet.
"Oops, they seem to have heard it." Joanna said in a quick but low voice.
Without Joanna's reminder, Egger had already seen the infected people not far away turning their heads.
"Quickly, go to the flower shop!" Iger shouted to Joanna, and the two quickly rushed out of the garage and soon came to the place where fertilizers were piled in front of the family garden store.
After Vance shifted into gear, he pushed the accelerator to the bottom, and the huge torque caused the four-wheel drive pickup truck to start burning tires.
After Vance went out, he made a sharp turn, put the reverse gear on, and retreated to the entrance of the Family Garden Store, where he rudely knocked over several rows of plants outside the store.
"Hurry up and get the goods in!" Vance stuck his head out the window and shouted to Iger and Joanna.
There was no need for Vance to urge them. The swarming infected people made Egg and Joanna's movements speed up by at least 50%.
Vance shifted into forward gear, stepped on the brake with one foot, and put his foot on the accelerator. He turned to look outside the car anxiously.
Those arrogant infected people lengthened Vance's sense of time, making him feel that every second was so long.
"Quick, quick, go!" Vance shouted to the outside of the car again. At this time, the infected person running at the front was only about ten meters away from the pickup truck.
Iger and Joanna threw their last bag of fertilizer into the bed of the pickup truck with all their strength. Then the two idiots found that they were only trying to load the goods quickly. Now the door of the cargo bed was piled with things and they couldn't climb up.
"Go to the back row!" Egg shouted to Joanna. He turned around and picked up the AR-7 hanging on his waist. Almost by feel, he fired a shot at the infected person who had almost reached the pickup truck.
"Snapped."
The infected person was shot in the head, and his body rushed forward with inertia. When he fell, his head just hit the guardrail of the pickup truck.
"Let's go!" Egg shouted at Vance, and he quickly fired a few more shots based on his feeling, knocking down two infected people.
Vance released his foot on the brake pedal, and the pickup truck's tires squealed.
At this time, Joanna had just opened the door and got into the car. When she looked back, Iger had not followed.
Joanna panicked and shouted with a scream that suppressed the roar of the car engine and the friction of tires: "Iger hasn't come up yet!"
Vance didn't let go of the accelerator because of Joanna's scream. His current operation didn't know whether to interpret it as trust or coldness.
After Iger fired a few shots, he took two steps back. He rushed forward and jumped before the pickup truck could get out. He kicked on the open tail cover of the cargo compartment and pulled the
He threw it into the cargo compartment by himself.
"I'm in!" Egger shouted to the front after falling in the cargo compartment.
I don’t know if he heard what Iger said. Vance turned the steering wheel hard, and the pickup truck almost turned over. Even the door that Joanna had not closed "bang" due to the huge inertia.
It closed with a sound.
Egger was about to get up after falling, but this crazy corner caused him to fall again.
When he got up again, he saw an infected hitchhiker hanging from the back of the car.
This is an infected person wearing a red sports vest, who looks very strong in the upper body. He is reaching out his hands to firmly grasp the tail cover of the pickup truck.
The infected person raised his head and opened his mouth to roar at Egg, but only more car exhaust and wind came in.
"No rides." Egg raised his gun to the infected man's forehead and fired.
"Snapped."
There was a gunshot, and the infected person fell out of the rapidly accelerating pickup truck and rolled on the ground many times. Then, the pickup truck carried three people and fled the community.
