The strongest reserve for the doomsday

Originally, I hoped that this place would be able to brighten up another village, and I could find some hermit's house to hide.

But now it seems that I drove in such a casual direction into this ravine, and I was really unlucky, and drove into the woods of other people's houses.

When the fat man saw me fall asleep, he was also bored and threw the luggage package he had just packed into the back seat of the car.

Then he climbed into the co-pilot of the car, and together with me, he also laid the seat flat and fell asleep.

If you want to talk about sleeping, that's fake, I just lie down and squint for a while, and rest.

Can you really sleep in this environment?

Now, not far from the bottom of the mountain, it is already embattled.

No one can guarantee that this zombie army will climb up the mountain we are on now.

However, now I was so tired that I was afraid that I would actually fall asleep later, so I lifted my watch and set the alarm clock for an hour and a half. It stands to reason that at such a distance, if a zombie climbs up, it is estimated that it will take half an hour.

In case I do fall asleep, you can wake me up after half an hour.

And the fat man next to me now, lying down, it's not called squinting for a while, he really dares to sleep.

Now the cab of this car and the window behind the cab have been directly smashed because they were in a hurry just now.

So, now I'm lying here, with both windows right above me, and I'm thinking, if a slip of the day creeps in through this window, I'm not going to be the first to suffer?

Since this car is a pickup truck, the ground is very high, and the zombies can't reach my window when they stand outside, and if they climb up, it's quite difficult.

It gave me a little bit of peace of mind.

However, it is better to do some simple sealing as well.

On the top of the window here, there are two pull rings, which are used to hold passengers in very dangerous situations.

I'm going to cut the rear seat belt, this kind of seat belt is very tough, even if the average zombie wants to rush in, it is very difficult.

The seat belt is then threaded through the upper two tabs, then through the door handles, and then on the steel frame that is attached to the underside of the seat.

Doing so can be regarded as killing two birds with one stone.

First, this empty window can be divided into 3 parts, so that although there is no airtight window, it will be a little difficult for zombies to get in from such a small place.

Second, it's equivalent to completely locking my side of the car door from the inside. It would be impossible for a more intelligent zombie to open the car door.

It took me less than five minutes to do this, and then, to be more secure, I sandwiched two 81-bar rifles between these harnesses to act as stiffeners, and blocked the entire window.

After all this was done, I lay down in peace.

Originally, I was still very sleepy, but when I was busy with all this and had a safer space for the time being, I couldn't sleep.

It's funny to think about, perhaps, it is in response to that sentence - those who can't get it are always ready to move, and those who are favored will always have no fear.

I now have a safe environment where I can sleep at any time, and I'm starting to feel more fearful.

Since the fat man and I are now driving up a mountain col, which is relatively high, we are less affected by the dust raised by the landslide.

And now that some time has passed, the sky that was originally shrouded in dust is gradually revealed.

At the end of the day, there will be no light pollution on the earth anymore.

I sat in the car, and through the large windshield, I could clearly see that in front of me, in the southeast corner of the sky, a galaxy dotted from west to east, spanning the entire southern sky.

And the bright moonlight shines through the windshield and spills on my calves. The appearance of the surrounding woods is also clear.

This kind of environment should make people who have been in the city for a long time feel quiet and relaxed, but I feel uneasy.

I

deliberately quieted my mind, tried not to make any noise, and listened carefully to everything here.

But to my surprise, there was no sound here except the sound of my heartbeat and the fat man's breathing.

It stands to reason that in this forest, pheasants, birds, wild boars, hares, and other things will always be, more or less make some noise in this forest.

And now in this place, there is no movement at all.

Resident Evil, and disinfection operations, although they will also wipe out all living things, are also on a very small scale. And here, in the suburbs of Lin'an, it is already far away from the little raccoon city

, and in theory, these birds and beasts should not be affected, but now, there is no one here.

Then there are only two situations:

first, due to the outbreak of the Resident Evil, the state has taken a disinfection action to scare away the birds and animals here. That's, I don't believe it. I'm afraid to run away and still be credible.,You know about running away.。。。

Second, the birds and beasts here are all infected with the virus, and they have also become zombie boars, zombie rabbits, and zombies. . . I don't believe that either. Because I haven't met any zombies...

Eliminate all impossibilities, and what remains is the truth.

I think the truth, maybe it has something to do with the dead Dr. Charlie.

At the beginning, I thought about this matter, and it will be over, so I won't go to research, after all, Dr. Charlie's incident has nothing to do with my doomsday RV run plan, and my brain cells are also very valuable.

But now, I have to use my precious brain cells to rethink Dr. Charlie's mystical things.

And

all the birds and beasts here, I deeply suspect, are controlled

, and the person who controls them, or that thing, may have a lot to do with Dr. Charlie's necro-wielding skills.

But the problem is, Dr. Charlie is dead.

As the saying goes, when you're lying in bed thinking about a problem, maybe the problem hasn't gotten better, and you're already asleep, especially on a night like this.

I'm wondering what the hell this Dr. Charlie has done to control zombies. Thinking about it, he went to play chess with Zhou Gong.

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