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Chapter sixty-eight, bad omen

Today, Iger and Joanna chose to cross the lake and follow another small stream upstream.

In the early morning, the morning fog in the woods has not receded. Maybe it is not a good idea to walk through the woods at this time.

So, Egger and Joanna walked aimlessly along the edge of the woods.

Today's luck is not as good as yesterday. Maybe the animals are still sleeping in. Anyway, I didn't see even a rabbit or squirrel along the way.

Time gradually passed, and the two of them had rested three times, but they were still empty-handed.

"Hey. What time is it now?" Joanna asked, "I think it's almost time to go back."

Iger looked at his watch and said, "The time is now 11:31." Iger pointed forward and said, "Did you see the top of the mountain in front? Let's climb up and then turn back."

"Good idea. It doesn't look too far away." Joanna nodded in agreement.

After the two rested for a while, they launched the final charge towards the top of the mountain not far ahead.

"Phew, it's so cool."

The wind on the mountain is very strong, giving people a cool and comfortable feeling. Standing on the top of the mountain, the view is very good. When you look back, you can completely see the lake not far away. It felt like I had been walking for a long time, but when I climbed to the top of the mountain, I saw the campground.

Up close, Joanna could even see the off-road vehicle clearly.

Really boring.

In fact, hunting is not about comparing who can go farther. Most of the time, hunting is going in circles within a certain range, and whoever is rushing forward rushes forward.

Joanna stretched out, put her hands over her mouth, and was about to yell something, but Egg pulled her down and squatted down.

"Look there." Egg pointed at Joanna.

Joanna followed Iger's finger and saw nothing.

"What are you looking at?" Joanna asked Iger doubtfully.

Egg pointed to the front and said patiently: "Have you seen the three pine trees in the distance?"

Joanna followed the guidance, nodded and said, "I see it."

Egger continued: "What do you see to the left of the three pine trees?"

Joanna frowned and looked hard. Her vision was fine, and she was confident that if Egger could see it, she could see it too.

After a while, Joanna said uncertainly: "A big stone?"

"Yes." Iger said, "But that's not a rock, it's a bear."

"Huh?" Joanna looked at it carefully again, and it looked like a stone.

Suddenly, the stone moved and it raised its head. It turned out to be a very big bear.

"Are you sure?" Joanna asked Nervously to Iger.

"What?" Egger didn't react at all.

Joanna repeated to Iger: "Are you sure?"

This time Iger finally understood. He pointed at the bear and said, "You want me to hit it?"

"Yes." Joanna felt a little strange. Isn't this obvious?

Egger smiled bitterly, "Miss, you think highly of me too much."

Let's say that this distance is at least three hundred meters, which is far beyond the range of the AR-7 in my hand. Moreover, the .22 bullet may not be able to penetrate the bear's skull, unless there is another miraculous scene when hunting a deer, and the bullet is just right.

Inject through the eye.

If miracles happened often, they wouldn't be called miracles anymore.

Of course, Egger also has an M17, whose 9mm bullets are more powerful, but the pistol has a shorter range and is generally recommended to be used within 20 meters.

So if Egger wants to use his M17 to hit a bear, the only way is to walk straight towards the bear in an elegant manner. After reaching 20 meters, he will quickly empty the magazine towards the bear's head. Anyway, either you die or I die.

Just kidding, neither the AR-7 nor the M17 can be used to deal with such a behemoth.

If you want to hunt bears, the firearm must have a certain degree of lethality. The M70 on the church bell tower that uses 7.62 bullets will do.

Of course, hunting bears with the m70 is purely life-threatening. If you can't knock it down with the first shot, the probability of being killed by the bear is very high.

A shotgun is powerful enough, but steel pellets have little effect on an animal of this size unless you can hit it right in the face.

In any case, this bear is not something that Iger and Joanna can try now.

"Have you seen enough? Let's go when you have seen enough." Iger got tired from squatting, patted Joanna, and slowly retreated.

At this time, Joanna suddenly said: "Look over there."

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When Iger and Joanna returned to the camp, Fran and Erica had been waiting for a long time.

Their harvest today was good, and they caught a total of eight fat autumn rabbits. In fact, there were still a lot of rabbits there, but the principle of hunting is not to catch all the water, but to leave some for next time.

Seeing Iger and Joanna returning empty-handed and out of breath, Erica joked: "Hey, it seems you have bad luck today."

Egger didn't answer. He walked to the off-road vehicle, opened the door, and threw the AR-7 into the back seat of the vehicle.

Then, Egg walked up to Fran and Erica and said: "There is a big guy. Erica, I need your gun."

"Big guy, how big is it?" Erica asked curiously as she lifted the AR-15 and handed it to Iger.

"Bear. There is a big bear." Joanna said excitedly.

Isn’t hunting exciting just to hunt big guys like this?

Egg unloaded the magazine of the gun and took a look. It was fully loaded, very good.

At this time, Fran stood up, patted Egger on the shoulder in a rare moment and said: "Okay, brother, you don't need to trouble the bear. We have gained enough this time, and it's not worth the risk."

Such risks.”

After Iger loaded the magazine, he said to Fran and Erica: "It's not as simple as a bear. Joanna and I saw that bear tearing apart a group of infected people."

Just now, Egger and Joanna saw a group of people wearing early autumn singles staggering from a distance. When they saw this scene, Egger's heart felt as if it had sunk to the bottom of the valley.

This is not a simple group of infected people, it should be called a wave of infected people, or more familiarly, a wave of zombies.

The tide of infected people is the most terrifying thing in all zombie apocalypses.

After the blood epidemic breaks out, most of the infected people will stay in the place where they originally lived, and then spread due to meaningless wandering. This kind of irregular Brownian motion is not a big threat. On the contrary, it can effectively reduce the infection rate of the infected people.

density.

But if for unknown reasons, infected people gather together to form a wave of infected people, this extremely large group of infected people can make all survivors flee.

One hundred, one thousand, ten thousand, even one hundred thousand, one million...

By the end of this superposition, the infected people on the entire continent have combined into a boundless super group. They can sweep away all the survivor strongholds on the continent, break through the survivors' fortresses, and kill everyone.

You have to ask why Iger knows so clearly, because he once played a weird and imaginative game called "Plague Inc.", which had a zombie virus mode.

This is a forest that has no front or back to the ground. Egger really wants to know where this group of infected people came from and how they maintained their formation in a forest with such complex terrain and reached this position.

At this time, Iger's heart sank to the bottom.


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