Zombie Crisis: Survival comes first

"What's wrong, Uncle Wa?" Chen Yu stared at the stove and asked aloud after not hearing Uncle Wa speak for a long time.

"You can't hold on to your injury. I have to pick it up for you on the spot. Can you hold it back?!" Uncle Wa thought for a long time and finally said.

Chen Yu understood that there were many zombies coming into the village outside, and they must not make any sound, otherwise they would be surrounded by zombies.

Chen Yu turned his head and said with a smile: "I can still distinguish between pain and survival. Uncle Wa, just do it. I won't make a sound."

Hearing Chen Yu's affirmative answer, he raised his head and looked into Chen Yu's eyes and said firmly: "Don't worry, wait for those three people, I will make sure it hurts more than this."

Chen Yu hummed.

Uncle Wa followed the steps of the former team doctor and began to imitate them simply. He lifted the four corners of the tablecloth on the table together, lifted all the bowls and chopsticks and put them aside, and then let Chen Yu lie down on it.

Immediately afterwards, Uncle Wa saw a thermos kettle on the ground and picked it up. It was empty.

Then Uncle Wa walked to the water tank and took a look. The water inside was very turbid, but it didn't matter because he didn't want to drink the water.

Putting the thermos kettle next to the water tank, Uncle Wa picked up the water ladle and started filling it with water. Soon, the thermos kettle was full. Uncle Wa lifted it up. The weight was about the same, so it should be enough.

In the past, the team doctor would pick up a few rocks from the ground, put them in his backpack, let the injured teammate hold them, and then start picking them up.

Uncle Wa walked up to Chen Yu, raised his left hand and said, "Hold the kettle firmly with your hand. Be sure to carry it. No matter how painful it is, hold on."

Chen Yu, who was lying on the table, looked at Uncle Wa and nodded. He gritted his teeth and held the handle of the kettle with his left hand, keeping it parallel to his body.

When everything was ready, Uncle Wa took hold of Chen Yu's arm, slowly unfolded it, and pushed it to a position parallel to his shoulders.

A heartbreaking pain came from his shoulder. Chen Yu held his left hand tightly and stared at the roof in front of him. He held on with all his strength without making a sound.

click!

Hearing the familiar voice, Uncle Wa let out a sigh of relief: "Okay, got it."

Chen Yu supported the table with his right hand, sat up and moved his left arm. The pain was no longer so bad, but it was still a little uncomfortable.

Seeing this, Uncle Wa said, "Be careful not to get hurt again in the past two days. I will deal with the zombies. Just hide behind me."

Hearing Uncle Wa's words, Chen Yu shook his head: "There are too many zombies outside. I guess zombies from other mountains are also rushing here. You can't kill them alone. Help me make a weapon. I can also contribute." force."

"What weapon?" Uncle Wa didn't make any false excuses. He didn't have much confidence in the number of zombies this time. If he just showed off his abilities, he might kill Chen Yu in the end.

"Help me make a wooden spear out of some fruit knives and wooden sticks. I don't know where I dropped my dagger."

Uncle Wa nodded, turned around and rummaged in the kitchen, and found a total of three knives, all about 30 centimeters long.

Chen Yu was not idle either. He walked around the house for a while, and then found a wooden stick behind the door. Chen Yu looked outside the house and saw that it looked like it was used to dry clothes. It was about three meters long and could hold four fingers together. Together.

It is not convenient for my left hand to use force, so the binding is done by Uncle Wa.

"What are you using to tie this?" Uncle Wa had never done anything like this before. He looked around the room, then picked up a bundle of hemp rope and asked Chen Yu, "Use this?"

Chen Yu took the hemp rope and looked at it before saying: "This won't work. The rope will be contaminated with zombie blood for a long time, which may cause the wooden spear to become smelly. I won't be able to bear carrying a corpse-stinking stick on my back every day."

After saying that, Chen Yu looked at a large piece of wood on the stove. The wood was nailed with many nails and hung with several iron wires. On top of the iron wires were some highly rotten meat.

Chen Yu's visual inspection revealed that this should have been used to smoke meat in the past.

"Use this wire." Chen Yu moved a stool, stepped on it and took off all the wire.

By the way, he held his nose and lifted the lid of the pot to take a look. The black water had been boiled away, and all the maggots were dead, stewed with the rotten meat into a pot of rotten meat.

Continuing to cover it to prevent the smell from spreading, Chen Yu picked up the pieces of meat and threw them on the wooden table. He pressed the wood with his left hand and took out the wire: "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Wa."

"It's okay, I have to tie the dagger longer later." Uncle Wa went up and took the wire and started to tie it up.

"Wait a minute, use this." Chen Yu walked out of another room and said with this pair of vise and saw.

With the help of pliers, three knives were quickly tied together, with the knife edges facing different directions.

"What do you think?" Uncle Wa handed Chen Yu the wooden spear.

Picking it up and waving it, Chen Yu said softly: "It's a bit long, I'll cut it shorter."

"Okay." Uncle Wa nodded and said, "I can also use the remaining wood."

Using the saw he found, Chen Yu put one foot on the wooden stick and pressed it on the stool, cutting it directly from the middle.

Chen Yu cut it off in more than ten seconds. He waved the wooden spear and said with satisfaction: "It's done now. The distance is just right and the feel is good."

The wooden spears made today are more powerful and stronger than the screwdrivers of the past.

After Uncle Wa was tied up, the two of them heated the sticks with a fire to prevent them from getting barbs, and then prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Chen Yu put out the fire in the stove with water. Although the place was abandoned, it would be bad if it caused a fire.

Chen Yu and Uncle Wa looked at each other, nodded, then opened the door and rushed out.

There were already more than a dozen zombies here, their clothes were all rotten, and their faces were covered with rotten flesh. When they saw the movement of living people, the zombies all turned around and walked over with roars.

Chen Yu held the wooden spear in his right hand and plunged it into the forehead of the zombie in front of him. The next second, a shout was heard from a yard tens of meters away to the right.

"It's those people!" Chen Yu paused and said immediately.

Many of the roofs of the houses here have collapsed, and they don't look like there are signs of human life. Chen Yu and Uncle Wa came in through a secret passage inside the well. Apart from them, there should be no other survivors living here.

The moment they heard the screams, the two knew that they should start chopping their hands.

Then Chen Yu kicked the zombie in front of him down the steps, turned around, glanced behind him and shouted: "Uncle Wa, this way! Leave from the back!"

Uncle Wa thrust the knife into the zombie's chin, and then followed Chen Yu and left from the path behind the house.

Fortunately, the zombies were all in front, but there were no zombies behind the house. Chen Yu ran to a step and saw three people in the yard below.

The leader, Qizai, was picking up the chopped hand from the ground and throwing it outside the door, trying to lure the zombies away.

"Uncle Wa!" Chen Yu turned his head and shouted softly to Uncle Wa, while nodding his head towards the yard.

Uncle Wa took a closer look and saw a horse boy kneeling on the ground picking up a severed hand. He saw this scene. Uncle Wa quickly knelt down on one knee, propped up his left hand, raised the sniper rifle, and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

boom!A gunshot!

Qizai turned around and said: "Heizi, throw your hand out..."

Before he finished speaking, a gunshot rang out, and a bullet flying at high speed instantly hit Heizi's head. The terrifying lethality directly blew up Heizi's head. Qizai and Lao Er were sprayed on the spot with blood all over their bodies!