Doomsday: Don't Bother Me Salted Fish

Chapter 72 Needs adjustment

Zhou Youan and Tan Zhewen were stubborn and wanted to follow.

Jingjing also took the opportunity to slip out.

There are a lot of supplies piled up in the house and there are not many places to move around, which is really difficult for this energetic dog.

If there are living people in the community, zombies will be attracted. Even if they don't make any noise, the zombies' sense of smell is sharper than that of dogs.

The street lights were darker than the previous two days, and Jian Yue guessed that the battery was insufficient.

They bring flashlights with them when they go out, but it is best not to use them until critical moments.

Jianyue's eyesight was pretty good. She looked at the swaying zombies in the distance, took a few steps forward, and raised her gun.

There was a soft sound and the bullet flew out.

Somewhat embarrassingly, Jianyue aimed at the zombie's head, but the bullet missed the direction.

Ten meters is not that far. If you still can't hit the target at such a close distance, it's not your own problem, it's the problem of the gun body.

Jianyue's shooting skills are average and she can always hit the target every two or three times.

So Jianyue fired two more shots, but the gun went off course.

"Can I try?" Zhou Youan asked.

Jian Yue said nothing and handed the gun to Zhou Youan.

Zhou Youan's shooting action is to hold a gun with both hands. After aiming, he shoots a gun, but the direction deviates.

Another shot, also deflected, flew past the zombie's cheek, tearing off a piece of flesh and blood.

The zombies were enraged and ran forward with a low roar.

Zhou Youan adjusted the angle slightly and fired again, and the bullet hit the zombie's head.

The zombie fell to the ground.

Zhou Youan returned the gun to Jian Yue and explained: "I was curious before. After playing shooting for a while, I felt that the barrel of this gun was not straight enough. There were some slight errors. After the bullet flew out, it stretched out at a slight angle, causing

Obvious deviation.”

After talking about the shortcomings, Zhou Youan added: "The sound of this gun is small, the recoil is small, and the ten-meter range is enough to deal with zombies. I think it is good."

In fact, if you get used to the feel and correct the angle on your own every time you fire, this gun can be used.

Jianyue nodded: "I'll go back and adjust it."

She also wants to make more perfect works.

But Tan Zhewen couldn't wait any longer: "Xia Xia, can you give me a try?"

Jianyue handed the gun to Tan Zhewen.

Tan Zhewen had never fired a gun and could not shoot, so he imitated Zhou Youan's movements, roughly estimated the angle, and fired.

The bullet should be deflected as much as possible, but unfortunately the bullet's follow-up force is not enough, otherwise it might blindly hit the zombie a little further away.

Zhou Youan took two steps forward, helped Tan Zhewen adjust his posture and angle, and fired again.

hit.

Zombies have a small range of movement and are not difficult to hit.

If you move at high speed and have a huge range of motion, it will be difficult.

Although someone was helping, it did not hinder Tan Zhewen's excitement: "Xia Xia, you are really my god. After you adjust the gun body, can you give me one too?"

Regardless of whether it was a gun made from a toy or not, he felt that it looked like that, and if it could really kill zombies, it would be a successful gun.

What man doesn't like guns?

Thinking about being able to show off with a gun in the future, Tan Zhewen became even more excited.

"Okay." Jianyue agreed.

After testing the gun, three people and one dog went upstairs.

Jianyue continued to adjust the gun body. After working for most of the night, she made three more pistols. These will need to be readjusted after testing tomorrow.

Early the next morning, it was already the fifth day of the end of the world.

Shen Huijuan and Jian Yahong, who got up early, were surprised to find that the red mist had dissipated.

The two talked animatedly, wondering if the disappearance of the red mist meant that the apocalypse was over.

(End of chapter)