In the survival game, pretend to be a small white flower hammer to blast zombies

Chapter 38 Solving the black cloth and braised pork rice bowl

Before dealing with the black cloth zombies, Nanxing took out a telescope and observed the surrounding environment.

There are still a lot of zombies wandering in the surrounding woods and roads, but they are still a certain distance from the farm.

As long as she is fast enough, she can go down to the barn after dealing with the black cloth zombies, collect arrows and recover the zombie corpses.

Without any further hesitation, Nanxing quickly picked up weapons in the space.

She has many firearms, but few to choose from.

The recoil of a sniper rifle like Barrett was beyond her current small body. The zombie wave would last for seven days, and she couldn't injure herself so quickly.

The same goes for machine guns, which have too much recoil to be used.

So, her options are limited to rifles and submachine guns.

Among them, rifles like AKM also have too much recoil, although the damage will be higher.

In the end, Nanxing hesitated between the M416 rifle and the UMP45 submachine gun.

From beginning to end, she never actually used a rifle, only pistols, submachine guns and an old-fashioned shotgun.

That old-fashioned shotgun was quite powerful. My shoulders hurt after using it, but it didn't have much impact.

After weighing the distance between her and the black cloth zombies, Nanxing finally chose UMP45.

The bullets have been loaded long ago, and there are still five .45 caliber bullets left.

It should be enough to deal with this black cloth zombie.

Aiming at the head of the black cloth zombie, Nanxing pulled the trigger.

"Bang--!!"

Nan Xing frowned and immediately took out an AKM.

The black cloth zombie's head was much harder than she imagined, and a .45-caliber bullet had no way of damaging his brain.

The first shot had been fired. The zombies wandering outside would hear the sound and come over soon. She couldn't waste time.

Nan Xing pursed her lips tightly, raised the AKM, and pressed the gun with her shoulder.

She only has four caliber bullets in total. If AKM can't kill the black cloth zombies, then she can only try Barrett.

"Bang--!"

The bullet was fired, and the black cloth zombie was attracted to his attention and turned his head, hitting him right in the heart.

He fell without warning.

The bullet penetrated his head and damaged his brain.

Nan Xing looked at the bullet hole on the black cloth zombie's head and breathed a sigh of relief, ignoring the pain in his shoulder.

Putting away his firearm, Nan Xing slid to the eaves of the roof, grabbed the eaves, and hung half of his body in the air.

After taking a look at the height from the ground, he jumped down without hesitation.

After falling gently to the soft ground, Nan Xing immediately got up and immediately came to the body of the black cloth zombie and started searching up and down.

What is the surprise that the mechanical voice is talking about?

She has wasted so much effort, and if she was just given a can or something to pass away, she would be furious.

real.

Soon Nan Xing found a capsule ball in the black cloth zombie's trouser pocket.

"Congratulations to the player for successfully discovering the organizer's little surprise and receiving a first-level material box."

"Open the first-level material box and you can get two materials at random."

"Two first-level material boxes can be combined into a second-level material box. When opened, five pieces of materials can be obtained randomly."

"Three..."

"Higher-level supply boxes will provide better resources."

Since it said so, how could Nanxing open the supply box now?

After putting the capsule ball into the space, Nanxing dragged the black cloth zombie to the back of the house to collect arrows and corpses.

Before the new group of corpses arrived, Nanxing recovered all the arrows and dragged the zombie corpses into the basement.

Keep the corpses of the black cloth zombies alone, wrap them in plastic sheets and store them in the space.

Nan Xing beheaded all the remaining zombies, collected some of their bodily fluids and put them into condoms. Nan Xing returned to the attic.

"Ah sneeze——!!"

Nan Xing touched his forehead and found that he had no fever for the time being.

fine.

Opening the window at the back, Nanxing immediately turned on the fire and boiled hot water.

After doing a lot of exercise, Nanxing's stomach began to growl not long after breakfast.

I only ate half of a baguette in the morning. Nan Xing was very hungry now and needed to replenish energy.

I wolfed down two snacks of dried meat. The feeling of hunger was so uncomfortable.

Nan Xing opened the rice bag, poured out half of the rice, ignored the process of washing the rice, and directly poured in enough water.

Use two large stainless steel soup bowls, or basins, to make a steaming rice container.

She had washed the dishes before.

He covered the fire barrel with a dinner plate and placed a stainless steel basin on top of the fire barrel to steam rice. Nanxing also opened a can of braised pork.

Braised pork with rice and a can of canned yellow peaches, it's delicious.

At this moment, Nan Xing felt that there were not many people who could still eat such delicacies.

The other survivors outside should be busy dealing with zombies. Unlike her, she got the news early and made preparations, so she could be so relaxed now.

Because of the gunfire just now, another group of zombies quickly gathered in the farm.

However, the number was not as large as before, thirty or fifty, and there were no black cloth zombies among them.

Nan Xing ignored them, but made a bowl of 888 Cold Spirit with boiling hot water and drank it in small sips.

I was also wrapped in a thin quilt. Although I was dirty and smelly, safety was the most important thing.

I don’t know if the organizer did it intentionally, but there is not a single thick quilt in the farm, all are thin quilts.

Not even the mine she went to before.

After drinking the cold medicine, Nan Xing carefully took off his clothes and exposed his shoulders.

The side where the gun was pressed against had started to turn blue and purple. Nan Xing looked at it with a flashlight and found that there was no bleeding except for the blue color.

But she still didn't dare to knead it easily. She just poured the remaining hot water on a piece of cloth to make a cloth bag and wet it for hot compress.

There is a fire bucket, and when the cloth is cold, it is heated again, and when it is hot, it is applied.

It wasn't until the rice was steamed that Nan Xing put the cloth bag aside.

The hot rice and the oily braised pork are fragrant.

Just as he was about to eat, Nan Xing suddenly heard a burst of very fierce gunshots.

The sound is not loud, but very dense.

It seems to be from the canning factory.

It's none of her business.

Nan Xing happily ate her brunch. She ate more than half of half a catty of rice, a whole can of braised pork and more than half of a can of canned yellow peaches.

It made her want to sleep.

But now is not the time to sleep.

The zombies outside are still there, and the zombies in the barn have not been eliminated. There may be more zombies tomorrow.

Don't say tomorrow, maybe when will a bunch of zombies wander over.

Nan Xing moved his shoulder, but it still hurt.

After hesitating for a moment, Nan Xing went downstairs.

Eat enough, drink enough, and do some exercise.

Nan Xing entered the basement, and after a while, a dark, smelly, dirty ghost came out of the basement.

It's the Southern Star.

For my own stable life, I can only make some sacrifices.

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