While Vance was immersed in the memory of old Pence, Egger suddenly thought of a wonderful point. He said excitedly to Vance: "By the way, we can go to the police station to find a gun."
"Heh." Vance heard what Iger said, sneered and said, "Good idea, but you have to clear out the corpses that are crowded in the police station first."
On the first day of the blood plague disaster, a group of smart people rushed to the police station. The police station was the only four-story cement building in the community. It contained enough guns and ammunition and strong enough walls.
Subsequently, a large group of infected people flocked to the police station. A group of people armed with long guns and short cannons took advantage of the terrain advantages and sufficient firepower to shoot wildly. However, the number of infected people increased, forming a huge tide of infected people.
Although the survivors were all good at shooting, and there were enough bullets in the police station to fight a small war, after a bunch of spare magazines were used up, the manual reloading speed obviously could not keep up with the advancing speed of the infected. In the end, the infection
The reporter rushed into the police station anyway.
This is not over yet. The infected people in front have just entered, and the infected people behind are crowding in like crazy on the subway. Among the few survivors in the police station, except for the first one who may have been bitten to death, the others are all
They were squeezed to death alive.
At that time, Vance was standing on the top of the hill of the Evangelical Church and saw infected people pouring into the police station like a tide. Some infected people were squeezed out of the second-floor windows and flowed out of the windows like a waterfall and fell to the ground.
What was even more horrifying was that those infected who had fallen to the ground got up and squeezed in through the main entrance. In the end, the survivors who were squeezed into the innermost layer could be said to be dead.
It doesn't mean that all the survivors died in the police station. There was a smart guy who jumped from the third floor to the police car downstairs, and then ran away.
This guy had a strong sense of defense. He was wearing a set of heavy-duty explosion-proof clothing, including a police helmet with a glass mask. This equipment severely restricted his running speed, and the guy was quickly overtaken by a large group of infected people.
, fell down, and pressed him up like a pile of Arhats, and finally piled up into a huge mountain of meat.
Seeing this scene, Vance swore that he would rather be bitten to death than be crushed to death like this.
After listening to Vance's story, Egger was shocked. Originally, Egger wanted to complain about why no one in the zombie world wore protective clothing, but now he understood.
Originally, Egg's idea of killing the infected was 1v1. If the attack was high and the defense was high, he would be victorious.
The actual killing of infected people is 1vn, and this n has no upper limit. Therefore, survivors need to be flexible enough and not to be caught is the most important thing. Once caught, they will be infected, just like in a rugby game.
The kind of human meat mountain that often appears, and the worst part is that there is no height limit for this human meat mountain.
After chatting with Vance for a while, Iger, who originally thought he could hold on for a while, suddenly felt sleepy, followed by the weakness of a drug addict.
Egger resisted his sleepiness and opened the character bar. He was originally worried that the blood epidemic had relapsed after the incubation period, but he saw that his already low physical fitness value had dropped again. After taking a closer look, it turned out that there was an additional fatigue debuff.
Fatigue maximum physical energy value -15
Yes, in this world, you might actually die if you stay up late.
After Iger and Vance said goodbye, they climbed down the escalator. In the last few meters, he simply imitated the way in the movies holding the escalator and sliding down, which made his hands sore.
Egg came to the chapel with his teeth bared, Father Locke had not rested yet.
"Where will I sleep today?" Egger said to Father Locke as he yawned.
Father Locke pointed to the temporary bed made of several chairs in the chapel. Egger didn't say much. He came to the bed by the dim candlelight, took off his shoes and fell down on the bed, sitting on some uncomfortable cushions.
After rolling up and down a few times, he became drowsy and lost consciousness.
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The early morning sun shone on his eyelids, waking up Iger. Iger stretched out comfortably while lying on the bed, and then vaguely wondered why the alarm clock didn't go off today.
After several breaths, Egg came back to his senses and found himself in another world.
Iger sat up with difficulty. The life he had always complained about that he could not live now seemed like he was in heaven without happiness.
This is retribution.
The bit of food last night was simply not enough. As soon as Iger woke up, he felt his stomach cramping with hunger. Just as he was looking forward to what to eat for breakfast, he suddenly remembered that the church had effectively run out of food yesterday.
After a good night's sleep, Egg opened his attribute bar. He found that his physical energy had increased a little, but it still had not returned to its maximum value. When Egg opened his physical energy and looked at it, his fatigue disappeared.
Yes, a new hunger has been added.
Hunger maximum physical energy value -10
On this sunny morning, Egger realized another serious knowledge point: to survive in this doomsday-like world, infected people are not the only, or even the biggest, threat.
All the daily necessities that were readily available in the old days are now precious survival resources that require struggle to obtain.
For example, a safe place to live.
For example, food.
For example, clean drinking water.
For example, medicines.
For example, fuel.
For example, supplies to keep out the cold and survive the winter.
Thinking of this, Iger wanted to fall asleep on the bed again, just in case he woke up and found that he had gone back again.
Just when Iger was sitting on the simple wooden bed in a daze, Sister Maria came over. She said happily to Iger: "You wake up, come and have breakfast."
There is even breakfast. Did you get something new last night?
Egg jumped out of bed, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and took a few steps to the wooden dining table.
There was only a very simple breakfast on the table: a glass of water and half a piece of bread.
Egg looked at the half piece of bread, and suddenly his eyes became hot. He silently sat on the chair, picked up the bread and ate it seriously.
The bread is salty and hard, but it gives Egger a very fulfilling feeling. He needs such strong bread very much now.
Egg chewed the bread hard with his teeth and saliva until the bread mixed with saliva slid into his stomach involuntarily. Then he picked up the cup and took a sip of cold water, rinsed it first, and then swallowed it.
After eating something, the hunger became more serious. Egger was very experienced in this situation. After he drank up the glass of cold water slowly and bit by bit, he finally felt a comfortable feeling of fullness.
Egg clicked on the character attribute bar, his hunger state disappeared, and his physical fitness slowly returned to 60 points.
Outside the church, Father Locke and Vance were discussing something. When Iger walked into the courtyard, they both turned and looked at him.
"Child, come and try this ax." Father Locke handed an ax with a metal ax handle that was somewhat blackened due to rust and repeated rubbing to Iger, and then Vance picked up a piece of firewood and stood up.
Egg knew that this was testing his ability to use weapons. He took a deep breath, raised the ax and shouted, then used all his strength to chop down the wood.
"Dong." There was a very light sound. Egg looked down and saw that the ax had penetrated less than 1 centimeter into the wood. Even after lifting the ax, it could not carry the wood.
Egger said nonchalantly: "I cut a knot just now, so it doesn't count. I'll do it again."
When Iger was about to use all his strength to strike with the axe, Vance snatched away his beloved logging ax.
"No, it's boring." Vance said to the priest.
The priest also nodded, as if he had anticipated the situation.
Today Iger and Vance are going out to look for food together. If Iger doesn't even have the basic ability to defend himself, Vance might as well go out alone to save the trouble of having to go out with a pair and only come back with one.
Just when Iger was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to resolve it, Father Locke handed a small gadget into his hand.
