Chapter 5: Harvesting chapter weapons

Zhang Xiaoqiang poured himself a glass of water and ordered a harvest of Taishan cigarettes to take a deep breath. In the end, it is a cigarette of 18 yuan, which is more mellow and more astringent than the five-dollar yellow fruit tree.
Sitting on the sofa with my eyes open and looking at the various materials piled up in front of the hill, my heart was happy. The lingering smoke danced in the air with his thoughts. Zhang Xiaoqiang is just a otaku, a small person with a small citizen's mind, no great ideals, and never wants to be a hero who will save himself and save the world.
He likes Mencius: "Fish, what I want, bear paw, and what I want; neither can be both, and the fish and the bears are also born, born, and I want, righteousness, and my place. The desire is also the same; the two can't be both, and the one who is born and the righteous is also born. I also want to have what I want, and I don't want to be a singer, so I don't want to die, I die because I die. Therefore, if you are suffering from what you want, then if you want to be more than you are born, then you can do whatever you need to live. If you are not evil, why can you open up a patient? It is a life and there is no need, but it can be a problem and a problem. It is because of the desire to have a living, the evil is even more than the dead. The non-independent sage has a heart, everyone has it, Sage can not be eared.
A foraging, a cardamom, but it is born, and Verde is dead. With the help of Huer, the people of the road are accustomed to it; and with it, the monks disdain.
Wan Zhong is not arguing for the righteousness and justice. For the beauty of the palace, the wife and the sorrow, the poor and the poor get me and? The township is not allowed to die, but today is the beauty of the official office; the township is not allowed to die, but today is for the poor and the poor; the township is not allowed to die, today is the poor who know me. And for it; can't it be? This is the loss of its heart.

It does not mean that he will become such a saint. He is a selfish little person. He just wants to live alive in this last age. It is also a kind of happiness to wake up every day to breathe the air with a faint smell.
Count all the food and materials together: about 50 pounds of rice, about 20 pounds of pork, two pounds of fresh fish, all kinds of dried seafood, about 3 pounds, 47 eggs, pickles, There are two kinds of vegetables, a little chicken, two ducks, and half an orange and seven or eight pounds. Soy sauce wine and other seasonings are not counted, Taishan brand cigarettes 12 packs, blue box yellow crane tower two 20 packs, red packaging red river tower 1 and a half packs, cigarettes total forty-seven packs. Two bottles of hardcover rice flower white wine, a bottle of Great Wall Cabernet red wine. There are two bags of milk powder, six bottles of beverages, 22 bottles of mineral water, several kinds of medicines, and some other living materials.
Putting all kinds of living materials one by one, Zhang Xiaoqiang smashed his hand and pulled out a bow from the backpack, a telescope, and a high-proof tiger tooth knife.
When I went to the opposite side of the platform to search for supplies, I entered a bedroom full of guns and stickers. The owner of the bedroom should be a military fan. The bow and the saber were found in the closet, and the telescope was hung on the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know much about the bow, and found the instructions for the bow.
MP9 military anti-terrorism sniper:
Pulling force: 48kg;
Range: 180M; effective range can reach more than 100M
Net weight: 4.6kg;
It is equipped with 1 spare string, 1 large bag, 1 LED glare, 1 laser sight, 4 adjustable mechanical sights, 432 optical aiming, one set of tools, long arrow 3 Branch, 1 bag of steel balls, 2 sets of calibration arrows, 4 ordinary arrows.
Zhang Xiaoqiang used the foot to string the MP9, put a steel ball on the calendar five meters away, open the insurance, and pull the trigger:
"Oh..."
MP9 slammed backwards, hitting his shoulder blade and hurting. He almost didn't hold his hand and fell to the ground. He licked his shoulder and looked at the calendar. Last year's beauty calendar, the beauty's head was not Fly, the ground is full of confetti.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took the calendar and removed the cement residue to the ground. A cup-sized cement pit appeared in front of his eyes, and a slightly deformed steel ball was set in the wall tile. "Hey..." He took a breath.
"Fast speed." . .
"Great power." . .
If a zombie is hit in the head at this distance, the skull is afraid to be shot.
The shoulder is still faintly painful. He gently strokes the bow with his fingertips, just like stroking the girl's delicate and delicate skin, for fear of accidentally hurting it. The texture of the paint is slightly reflective, like the delicate girl's delicate lips, free of some mystery and temptation~EbookFREE.me~ I feel like I want to spit it out here, think of the importance of a weapon in the end of the world. Please understand).
Zhang Xiaoqiang slammed the MP9 military anti-terrorism and put down the telescope. This is a silver-gray high binoculars. The instructions read:
10x50mm binoculars observation magnification: 10 times the objective lens diameter without field of view: the minimum focus distance of 114 meters at 1000 meters
Zhang Xiaoqiang took off the guard and went to the window and raised the telescope to look outside. The sky was still faint, and the dark and depressed cloud still made him feel depressed and tangled. The zombie downstairs was pulled into his eyes and looked at the sharp teeth in the zombie's mouth. He seemed to smell the stench of his mouth.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in the window and observed carefully. After 20 days of variation, the zombies have begun to develop into mummies. The hair became sparse, the flesh and blood on the face slowly disappeared, and only a dry old skin remained. The zombies were not moving fast. Without visual obstacles, they would change their direction when they hit the wall and the car. Many zombie shoes began to deform after 20 days of wear and tear. Some zombies had shoes on one foot and the other on the other with bare feet and high and low.
Zhang Xiaoqiang’s home is far from the city center. The surrounding buildings are not very high. The highest density is only about 8 floors. The roads on the parallel roads of four or two construction vehicles, hundreds of zombies scattered around the road around his home. on.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked around, the telescope in his hand was getting heavier and heavier, his arm began to faintly sore, and the food at home would one day be eaten to find a way to escape the city. Hundreds of zombies around him surrounded the building where he lived, leaving him with nothing to do.
Zhang Xiaoqiang’s gaze turned to the direction of the city center, and a smoke rising from the sky was pulled into his sight by the telescope! ! !