"Actually, what's even more lacking is time." Zhou Qingfeng looked at a wall clock on the wall and sighed secretly. The time is now 12 noon on August 2, 2030, and there are still less than 60 days before the catastrophe.
Hour.
At this time, the lunch at Catalina's house officially started. Hanniu took out canned green beans, condensed milk, jam, and bread from the kitchen cabinet. Looking at these foods, Zhou Qingfeng said in surprise: "Is this what you want for lunch?"
"Then what else do you want to eat?" Catalina sat at the dining table and spread the jam on the whole wheat bread with a knife. She said while eating: "If you have eaten lizards, snakes, etc. in order to survive,
Dead mice, you will feel that everything in front of you is delicious."
It's really hard to communicate with mercenaries who survived such a cruel battlefield. Zhou Qingfeng could only curse, "Even if you order a pizza, it's better than eating these"! He scooped a spoonful of green beans into his mouth and chewed it.
After a few moments, I felt that I would be very sad during the great catastrophe.
Oh my god! I have a Chinese stomach! I come from a big foodie empire! If I eat canned food and bread every day, if I live like this for three months, I will die of low morale without using nuclear bombs to destroy human civilization.
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Before eating, Catalina finally agreed to Zhou Qingfeng's request and found an online supermarket in New York on her mobile phone to buy a large amount of the supplies he needed. These supplies will be delivered directly by electric unmanned delivery vehicles in the afternoon, and all of them will be delivered.
Moved into Catalina's basement.
However, these supplies still did not make Zhou Qingfeng feel at ease, because the food lacked fresh meat and vegetables. Even if these things were obtained, they would need to be stored in special cold storage, otherwise they would rot quickly. This means that once a catastrophe comes,
, Zhou Qingfeng’s stomach can only eat canned food every day.
"Damn it!"
Thinking about the American soldiers who vomited after eating cans of Spam every day on the battlefield, Zhou Qingfeng could foresee that his life would not be easy in the future. "We have to find a way!"
Seeing Zhou Qingfeng frowning, Catalina took the initiative and asked: "Hi! Why do the supplies you purchased include sanitary napkins for women?"
"Ah? Sanitary napkins..." Zhou Qingfeng said that he prepared these for Anji and other women, and the quantity he prepared was quite large. "I..., did I buy it? I ordered it by accident. Wait until it arrives.
It’s better to return it now.”
We must know that after the catastrophe, the quality of human life will plummet. Especially after winter comes, human beings will throw any combustible objects they see into the furnace and burn them to keep warm. By then, there will be many things that have become normal in life.
Things became extremely scarce.
"Hmph..." Catalina obviously didn't believe Zhou Qingfeng's words too much. She whispered "pervert", probably thinking that Zhou Qingfeng was a weirdo with strange habits.
Catalina helped Zhou Qingfeng pay for the items online, and Zhou Qingfeng's cash of more than 57,000 US dollars was placed on the dining table, considered to be given to Catalina.
Thinking of all the U.S. dollars becoming useless paper after the catastrophe, Zhou Qingfeng couldn't help but said: "Katrina, you'd better spend all your money in these two days."
"Why?" Catalina ate very quickly, and Zhou Qingfeng had just started to take a few bites. She had already finished her portion, picked up the dishes and sent them to the kitchen.
"I'm thinking that your material reserves are not very sufficient. This is not in line with the concept of a survivalist." Zhou Qingfeng could only find this excuse.
There are many survivalists in the United States who are always worried that they will not be able to survive in the event of a natural disaster. In the 1960s and 1970s, the shadow of nuclear war shrouded the world. Many Americans dug shelters in their backyards and stockpiled supplies to survive the nuclear winter.
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"I'm not a survivalist." Catalina denied, but she was obviously moved by Zhou Qingfeng's words, and added: "Maybe I should replenish some weapons and ammunition. I have consumed a lot of ammunition in recent training."
"Buying ammunition is also a good choice." Zhou Qingfeng thought that as long as he spent all the money before 6 pm on August 4th, he added: "Actually, you can also buy more weapons, the weapons will maintain their value."
Catalina couldn't deny this. She finished her lunch quickly, cleared the dining table and said, "Follow me. The nearby supermarket has the ammunition I need."
Zhou Qingfeng was also very dissatisfied with his lunch. He thought about going out to buy a McDonald's or Subway, which was a hundred times better than eating green beans. Before going out, he put dozens of change in his pocket, but he was just worried about his pistol.
Some hesitation.
The Colt m1911a1 was too big and heavy, and he couldn't use it, so it was very cumbersome. But seeing the neatly dressed Catalina with at least three guns inserted into her body, he thought about it and brought this pistol with him.
"You need a suitable holster, otherwise you will look like an idiot." Catalina couldn't help but mocked when she saw Zhou Qingfeng stuffing the m1911a1 into the belt around his waist. She was inserting a USP pistol
It is inserted into the holster under the ribs and is very convenient to carry and use.
"Can you lend me a holster?" Zhou Qingfeng indeed seemed like a rookie.
Catalina rolled her eyes and said, "Actually, I'd rather advise you not to bring that gun. It's useless for a novice like you to carry a gun. I can easily kill a hundred of them by myself."
She is such a venomous woman. Can't she say it well if she has something to say?
Zhou Qingfeng could only pull out the gun again, because he also felt that it was too silly to have a gun on his belt. Only African black uncles with less than 5 combat effectiveness could do such a thing.
Catalina drove a Land Rover off-road vehicle from the underground garage. The powerful electric drive made the vehicle smooth, quiet and powerful. After getting on the road, she quickly passed through several streets and found a nearby Target department store.
Buying a gun is a little more troublesome for Americans, who still need to submit an application and be investigated. But buying bullets is much simpler, and can be found in any supermarket. In fact, Catalina can buy it online, but she stayed at home all morning and decided
Come out for a walk.
Arriving at the parking lot of Target department store, Catalina was going to buy bullets, but Zhou Qingfeng, who was hungry, saw a McDonald's near the parking lot. He said to Catalina, "I'm going to buy something to eat."
He strode away.
Walking to this McDonald's store, Zhou Qingfeng discovered that this fast food restaurant was very different from McDonald's in China. There was no spacious and bright service desk, no clean and comfortable seats, and no waiters with sweet smiles. There were only two iron-clad
Fence and bulletproof glass windows.
You pay at one window and the food comes out of the other window, simple and clear. This is the first time Zhou Qingfeng has seen such a McDonald's. Is it a New York specialty?
"Hey, young man, what would you like to order?" There was a fat white woman sitting behind the cashier window, and her service attitude was terrible.
"A Big Mac set meal." Zhou Qingfeng stuffed the cash into the window. Soon, another window handed him his food. But before he could take a few bites, someone suddenly approached from behind and said, "Hey,
Boy, do you mind giving me some money?"
Damn it! Zhou Qingfeng was immediately shocked. He looked back slightly and saw a nigger holding a gun at his waist, his dark face shining with ferocity.
Damn it, this is indeed the worst law-free neighborhood in New York, Brooklyn, with criminals and thugs everywhere. In broad daylight, I was robbed while I was eating a hamburger!
Is this still a natural law?! Is this still a royal law?!