Chapter 3 I want to go home

Guo Zhenbei is not worried about his home far away on the mountain. Most of the people who stay in the village are elderly or children who are not old enough to go to school. The relatively tall courtyard wall in the countryside and thousands of kilograms of wheat in the cement urn at home. Even if you don't go out of the house, there is no problem of starving to death. At this moment, the only thing he wants to know is what the quiet and detailed mountain village will look like at such a horrible end of the world!

He reached out and put the remaining flour in a plastic bag. In addition to these, he mainly brought tools.

It is very small and can be fixed to the vips on the table. A few boxes of 50 saw blades, various filings, saw bows, rod cutters, and a good smith can do everything with these simple tools.

The spare bow arm was tied to the edge of the backpack. Finally, he picked up something wrapped in cloth. He couldn't decide whether to put it in the backpack or not.

That's a folding pistol crossbow made of thin spring steel sheet (look at it, this thing is really illegal). The reason why he can't decide is because he knows that it is illegal. If people want to know, I'm afraid they will have to be sentenced. He gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart.

"Go to TMD, when is it? There is no one to save me, and I don't care if he violates the law!"

In the first week of the crisis, the national radio could be heard on the radio. But those contents are nothing more than comforting words, and the most comforting words are the following paragraph.

"Please hide indoors and reserve food and water as much as possible..."

"My heroic People's Liberation Army ** troops, in the battle to eliminate the mutant zombies in ** City..."

On the fifth day after the latter passage made people feel some hope, everything was interrupted. Occasionally, some radio calls for help can be heard on the small radio on the mobile phone, and all government communications are interrupted.

Guo Zhenbei made dozens of crossbows with two chopsticks for this small crossbow. The arrow is a little rough, and the triangle is ground on the grinding wheel with a saw blade.

With a laser pointer on a toy gun and an LED tactical flashlight bought from the Internet, it can easily penetrate rabbits within 50 meters. Undoubtedly, compared with his 65-pound recurve glass bow, the lethality is much worse, but it is enough to shoot some small prey.

Finally, there is a thick grinding wheel with a diameter of about 200 mm, which is not easy to find in his destination. There is also the nylon hammock he bought for 10 yuan, which has been used for a long time and is still so strong. Put a No. 7 battery into your pocket and start to hang up your own equipment.

He has been using the broken fishing gear bag modified quiver for a long time. Now even if he takes an imported quiver, he may not be able to change this broken bag. There are about 80 arrows inside, and there is a roll of thin nylon rope and other sundries in a zippered bag.

Slant the quiver on the right side of the body to keep the arrow branch in a convenient and desirable position. Put on the backpack, tighten the backpack belt, and tie the backpack tightly to the stomach with a plastic rope.

Although it was already noon, the basement was still in almost absolute darkness. Press the No. 7 battery to use the LED tactical flashlight fixed under the arrow table, and a beam of light illuminates the road ahead.

The steps under his feet rubbed against the door of the basement, staring at the simple sight above the arrow platform, but his mouth gasped nervously. My heart is surprisingly nostalgic for this oily basement.

"Wow... I should stay for a few more days, at least some food and water... You... are not promising. Your mother is waiting for you at home!"

The hesitation in his heart made him take a big step forward with courage while hating that he was a coward. Guo Zhenbei gritted his teeth and stretched out a hand to gently open the iron door of the basement.

At this moment, his heart was so nervous that he was suffering from hot oil. He twisted the doorknob and opened the door tremblingly. The oil dripping on the door shaft did not disappoint him. When he opened it, there was no sound at all.

He gritted his teeth and told himself in his heart.

"If you die, you will die. If you die, you will go home!"

As the door slowly opened, the low temperature outside surged in with the fresh air. The cold air lowered the temperature in his heart, and he stopped and listened carefully. There was no sound in the whole repair yard, not even the low, crying sobs.

Looking out from the iron gate of the basement, you can see most of the yard at a glance. Of course, this has to exclude the paint room, the workshop, and the repair room for repairing cars.

"Wow...Wow..."

In the winter when it has not yet snowed in the west, the dry wind brings the sound of zombies whimpering in the city. There is no one in the yard, only some blood-stained shovels and iron bars.

The big trees in the yard are stretching like dry arms. A few dead leaves swayed in the wind of the branches. The overlapping dead leaves under the ground covered the corners of the yard.

"This is not a good omen. There will definitely be a sound when you step down!"

He took a gentle step under his feet, and then he began to be glad that he had no money. The shoes on the feet are rubber soles, cotton shoes that imitate sneakers, and there is no sound when walking. But if you step on the dried leaves, it is undoubtedly like calling for zombies with appetite.

"There is no movement in the yard, which is not bad..."

The body is close to the wall and walks to the corridor on the first floor step by step. He knew that as long as he got out of the courtyard, it was not far from the edge of the city. This was also an important factor in his decision to escape. Although he went to college, he was still familiar with the things in the mountains.

In small counties in the northwest mountainous area, this kind of repair shop is generally located on the periphery of the city. Guo Zhenbei guessed that as long as he could run to the mountains, he would be safe. Those mountain villages with little population are definitely not as dangerous as in the city.

"Wow...Wow..."

The tense heartstring is like a bow in his hand. He just relaxed Guo Zhenbei a little and suddenly heard something. The sound made his heart shrink nervously again. The fine voice suddenly came with the wind, his scalp was numb, and the recurve bow in his hand had been greatly pulled away.

Open eyes, trembling hands, and footsteps are ready to escape back to the basement.

Guo Zhenbei knew in his heart that when an arrow was shot in this situation, he could guarantee that he could not hit the target 100%. Although the span of this small yard is not even 15 meters.

"Wow...Wow..."

The fine sound came again. This time, Guo Zhenbei could tell that it was just the sound of the wind blowing the dead leaves on the cement floor.

"The thief, you scared yourself and sweated!"

With a gentle breath, Guo Zhenbei tried to relax.

Listen carefully again, the sound of the wind, the creaking of big trees in the wind, and the sound of dead leaves sliding across the ground. If it weren't for the smell of oil in the auto repair factory, it would feel like a midnight cemetery. Although the noon sun on the head is emitting the light of winter without much heat.

"It doesn't seem to be a big problem. I'm leaving here!"

There was a burst of relief in his heart, and he took out another treasure he had prepared. A motorcycle rearview mirror allows him to easily observe the situation in the corner.

The first floor is a series of rooms, where there are financial rooms, kitchens and tool rooms. Normally, if he wants to return to the mountain village, he should take more tools. It's just that he, who wants to leave at this moment, can't take care of so much.

He didn't even think of using those beverage bottles and various oil materials to make something like incendiary bombs to protect himself. At present, these are not all things that Guo Zhenbei is considering, and the only idea in his heart is.

"I want to go home!"