"Father, I suddenly have a new idea about tomorrow's work plan and want to talk to you." Egger said to Father Locke who was chatting with Andy.
Then, Iger nodded to Vance and said, "Uncle Vance, you will be the main force tomorrow, so you can come too."
When Vance and Father Locke followed Iger out of the chapel and sat comfortably in Vance's pickup truck, Iger turned around from the passenger side and said in a serious tone to the two of them as if changing his face: "We are about to face a crisis.
It’s a serious crisis. There’s not much food left.”
"How is that possible?" After hearing what Iger said, Vance was the first to express disbelief. Isn't there a warehouse full of flour in the bakery?
"Uncle Vance." Iger said to Vance with a pained expression, "We didn't check carefully after we discovered the grain in the bakery that day. Only the outer two layers of the warehouse were filled with flour, and all the food inside was piled up.
It’s debris.”
When Vance heard this, he hurriedly wanted to open the door and get to the driver's seat. Iger reached out and grabbed him, shaking his head and saying, "Joanna and I counted them one by one, and there were only 26 bags. We brought half of them back, and they were in the warehouse.
There are still 14 bags left for next time.”
"Okay." Vance stopped after hearing what Iger said.
At this time, the three people in the car fell into silence.
What if there is no food in normal times?
Go buy it.
What should I do now that there is no food?
It's very difficult to do.
Vance said to Iger: "Last time we rummaged through the fast food restaurant, do you remember what's in stock?"
Egg nodded and said: "Remember. The fast food restaurant does not store much food. The meat they mainly sell is all rotten. There are only a few barrels of cooking oil and flour for fried chicken wings and legs."
Vance nodded. In his impression, the fast food restaurant only had this small amount of food in stock.
After all, this kind of chain fast food restaurant is very particular about ingredients, especially meat, which has zero inventory. They basically don't have inventory larger than a day's production.
"Starting from tomorrow, we will clean all the houses in the community first. There may be a lot of snacks in the supermarket at the gas station. We will collect all the edible food and then calculate how much is left." Vance proposed decisively.
There is a search plan, but this is far from enough.
"Are there any farms near our community?" Iger asked while thinking.
It's autumn now. If you have a farm, you can go and harvest it by force.
"No." Father Locke shook his head and said, "We are in a mountainous area and there are no farms."
Damn farm capitalism!
Egg cursed secretly. If he were in China, as long as he left the city and there were fields everywhere, he would be able to find something to harvest.
But in America, their land cultivation is highly concentrated, and except for those few areas, no other places produce food.
After Iger thought about it for a while, he suggested: "Although it is already autumn. Can we plant some plants that can also grow in winter, such as winter wheat, radishes, etc."
Vance unceremoniously interrupted Egger's thoughts and said: "We have no seeds."
By the way, seeds are needed for planting.
In modern agriculture, you can't just save seeds at home, you must use seeds produced by seed companies. If someone tries to save seeds by themselves, what grows in the field the next year will definitely be a mess.
In other words, not only are there no seeds now, but even if seeds are found, the seeds will inevitably be used up as consumables.
Human agricultural production has become unsustainable. The reason is that in order to increase production and protect commercial secrets, humans have eliminated the ability of plants to reproduce themselves.
“Abominable plantation capitalism!”
This time Iger couldn't help but cursed loudly.
"F*ck the capitalists. Fu*k!" Vance also cursed along with Iger. As a red neck at the bottom, Vance naturally has no good impression of those who control the lifeblood of the country.
"Then there is only one way left." Egg said to Father Locke and Vance: "We have to find a way to expand our search area."
Gospel Community is a relatively isolated town, with not many households living together, and it is not as good as a small group in the rural areas of the Central Plains.
There are also some houses built on the hills scattered around the Gospel community, so there are gas stations, police stations and various shops in the community.
Evangelical Community's external transportation is a highway. Ten kilometers away from the highway, there is a three-way road. One side is Jixi Town, and the other direction is the local tourist attraction.
Andy and others who just arrived at the Gospel Church today escaped from Jixi Town. In their words, the place has been overrun by infected people.
I mentioned a calculation problem last time. When the population of an area where a blood plague breaks out continues to increase, the hope of survivors escaping will become increasingly slim.
Autumn is a good time for traveling. As the last town before going to the scenic spot, Jixi Town is bound to be overcrowded.
Fortunately, the Gospel Community is more than ten kilometers away from the main road of the scenic spot. This remote location saved the Gospel Community, but it also trapped the Gospel Community in the mountains.
Now everyone is thinking about how to open the road to Jixi Town. As for the scenic spot in the other direction, who cares.
That damn place needs supplies but no supplies, and no one needs people. Maybe now the mountains and plains are full of infected people. Are you going to play wilderness battle royale?
"The simplest and most practical way." Iger thought for a while and said: "After Fran comes back, I will put on the AR-7, prepare enough ammunition, and then drive the car slowly to clear it all the way.
We still have plenty of time, so we don’t have to mess up our situation.”
When cleaning up the police station this time, everyone found an unopened box of .22 bullets in the open ammunition depot of the police station, containing a total of 1,400 rounds.
Unfortunately, there is currently only one gun that can use .22 bullets.
After firing a few rounds of AR-15, even Iger disliked AR-7.
After all, the power of the .22 bullet is indeed too small. Hunting animals the size of humans really tests the skill of the gun user.
After discussing the general direction of the future plan, it was getting late. Egg saw that it was almost time. After greeting Father Locke and Vance, he replaced Sister Maria.
The last guard tower duty system was modified after a few days of implementation. It was divided into two groups during the day, each group for 6 hours; and three groups at night, each group for 4 hours. In this way, the number of people on duty every day will be reduced.
It is helpful for everyone to carry out their work.
After Iger climbed up to the bell tower, night had fallen. He rubbed his cold cheeks with both hands and exhaled a white breath.
Then, Egger picked up the M70 specially designed for sentries, and when he pointed the black crosshair at the newly rising moon through the scope, he discovered a strange thing.
The two crosshairs in his field of vision did not overlap, but were clearly one up and one down.
"What fu*ker? It's not like I got presbyopia in advance."
