Survival in the end of food

Blind Uncle...

Zheng Yan looked back at the closed wooden door in a daze, the old man's suppressed cries were still ringing in his ears, it was really hard to connect the person just now with the blind uncle, and... like the blind uncle.

But in this way, it seems that all the doubts hovering in his heart can be easily resolved.

The blind uncle has great skills, but hides in the countryside. Could it be that he is avoiding his love debt?

How could he be blind and have a broken leg?

Zheng Yan asked for proof: "Is it possible that this person likes Uncle Blind and Uncle Blind doesn't like him, so he hides in the village?"

"No." Huo Xian shook his head, and said in a deep thought: "This person is married."

Zheng Yan was taken aback, and it took a while to find the voice, and asked in surprise: "Married? Does the blind uncle also like him, because the other party is a married man, so..." Zheng Yan thought further and further away.

Huo Xian sighed and interrupted him: "He gets married later."

Zheng Yan choked, stopped talking, and recalled the old home in L County.Uncle Blind's silent and gloomy old house, erected a few meters high wall, isolating himself from the world.

Everything seems to find a reason.

Without giving him time to sigh, the bodyguard stopped at the corner ahead, waiting for them to follow.

Huo Xian and Zheng Yan walked over and turned a corner. There were more than ten steps in front of them. There were no lights, and the darkness led directly to the ground.

The seemingly vicious bodyguard spoke very politely and said, "Please follow me."

Huo Xian nodded.

The bodyguard continued to take the lead, walking down the steps quickly and familiarly in the dark.Zheng Yan looked at Huo Xian, the man's face was stern, he didn't look at him, but picked up his hand and held it, the two followed the bodyguards.

After turning down a few turns, there is another long corridor.The light was very grayish yellow and ended in a wall.Zheng Yan was wondering, when he walked to a small half of the corridor, the bodyguard suddenly stopped, turned around and pushed open an iron door on the wall of the corridor.

Zheng Yan looked down, the door looked inconspicuous, it was only half the height of a person, and the other half was buried in the ground.

The bodyguard jumped into the doorway first.

There is a hole in the small iron gate, and Zheng Yan, who got in last, opened his mouth wide in surprise as soon as he landed. The types and quantities of weapons were far beyond his expectations.

In front of you is a huge arsenal, surrounded by densely packed iron frames, with layers upon layers of iron frames, all kinds of guns are randomly placed.

Only Colt revolvers, Type 54 pistols, and countless semi-automatic rifles, submachine guns, shotguns, etc., are familiar to him, and there are even a few Jia, Te, Lin!

The surface is covered with floating soil, but it is still difficult to hide the cold and sharp light.

The wooden boxes in the northwest corner are full of ammunition. Such wooden boxes are piled up like a mountain. It is conservatively estimated that there are thousands of boxes. White paper is pasted on the outside, with the size and model written on it.

Men generally have a natural passion for weapons. Zheng Yan walked up to the iron frame. The guns were big and small and handsome. He picked up a miniature pistol. It was very heavy, which showed that it was of good quality.

Huo Xiantong picked up one, this is Uncle Blind's favorite gun.Walking outside the iron gate, bending over, loading the gun, omitting the time of aiming and directly pulling the trigger, the action is as smooth as flowing water.The bullet flew out with a whoosh and hit the opposite wall with a thud.

Zheng Yan heard the sound and looked over, Huo Xian just retracted the gun, his movements were skillful, it was definitely not the first time he used a gun.

However, in the next second, all his eyes were taken away by the gun. Almost no one did not recognize this automatic submachine gun.

This is the legend of the former Soviet Union, the most successful production of a type of assault rifle.Simple and easy to learn, although it is clumsy, heavy, and big, it is very strong and resistant, and it can fight in extremely hot and extremely cold environments without affecting the use at all.From the Cold War period to the present, it is recognized as the king of light weapons that is well-known and popular all over the world.

Zheng Yan walked over quickly, took the gun, and asked in surprise, "ak47?"

If he remembers correctly, this gun model was announced to be discontinued a few years ago.There is no other reason, just because there are too many pirated copies of ak47, to put it bluntly, it died of pirated copies.There is no patent right, and it has been imitated by many countries. Because it is simple to manufacture and has strong lethality, it is used by government forces...anti-government forces, terrorists, small guerrillas, and bandits.Even extremely poor villages can produce this type of gun. Except for the trigger barrel that needs to be imported, everything else is self-sufficient, and nearly [-] guns can be assembled every year.

Piracy is so rampant that only one out of every 10 ak47s is genuine, and the others are imitations.

After all, a genuine ak47 is deliberately sold for 500 US dollars, and the pirated version is nearly 10 times cheaper than the genuine one, selling for 30 US dollars, and pirated versions are almost everywhere.

Of course, the quality is definitely not comparable to regular production.

Holding the gun in his arms, Zheng Yan thought that it was a pirated copy... It is too difficult to find the genuine one nowadays, but when he saw the logo, the Izhevsk Arsenal... turned out to be the genuine one? !

Huo Xian looked around, with a look of surprise and satisfaction in his eyes.

This underground arsenal is obviously not an ordinary commodity traded in the black market, it is obviously the private goods of that person.Compared with those counterfeit firearms circulating on the black market, they are completely different.

Aside from guns, another part of this warehouse, even more precious than guns, is countless cold weapons.

Heavy crossbows, katana swords, Japanese swords.Malay knives and so on, flickering coldly in the dark warehouse.

These weapons are all made of refined iron, and the process is very cumbersome and meticulous. These weapons are different from firearms.Firearms are more suitable for killing zombies from a distance, and these swords are very suitable for close combat, and they are not consumables, all of which can be used repeatedly.

For example, crossbows, compared with firearms, test the user's shooting skills even more, and ordinary people without certain skills cannot control them at all.But the advantage is that the bolts can be recovered and recycled.

The Japanese machete is made of mixed steel, needless to say it has a good reputation, it is very strong and durable.

The traditional Malay machete is hard to come by and is famous all over the world.A Malay knife is a treasure for the military, let alone the civilians.It uses the best steel, with extremely strong hardness and toughness. It is rumored that it can really cut iron like mud, and easily cut off iron plates and steel rods.

Zheng Yan's heart was surging, and he said, "I want it all!"Then I estimated in my mind how much money I still had, and found that the current funds had doubled and then sold him, yes, buy, no, afford!

Based on his experience of fighting against the apocalypse in his previous life, his understanding of zombies, and Huo Xian's ability, if he is blessed with weapons, the most basic life safety in the apocalypse is absolutely guaranteed!

...but he couldn't afford it!

The old man seemed to have no defenses against him and Huo Xian, only a bodyguard brought them to see the goods, now is a good time, or knock the bodyguard unconscious, put the weapons into the space and steal them all... Take it away!

Being in a dilemma, Huo Xian had already ordered on the side.

Pistols, assault rifles, submachine guns, sniper rifles, semi-automatic rifles, etc., each of which ranges from fifty to as many as hundreds. In addition, there are even miniature bombs, which have a small area of ​​damage, but are very explosive. , twenty of each kind.

After reading the name of the gun for 5 minutes, the total number of guns that I decided to buy totaled thousands.But even so, it is less than one-tenth of all the guns in the warehouse.

Huo Xian said: "That's all."

Zheng Yan was a little regretful, greedy enough to move around the corner, and still wanted to pack everything.

Then I heard Huo Xian continue: "Ammunition, sword, everything."

Zheng Yan: "..."

Do you want all the bullets?There are also these crossbows and machetes, although I really want to have them, but I just think about it!If you want everything, it will be too big to open your mouth, what if they don't sell it!

"Okay, wait a moment, when will you get the goods?" The bodyguard said calmly without showing any surprise.I think it was mentioned in advance by the old man earlier.

"Now." Huo Xian said.

"..." Zheng Yan was still a little unresponsive, and said in his heart that he was not even a little bit defensive, would this all be mine?

Indeed, many guns are useless. A gun can be used continuously for several years if it is used carefully.But things like bullets are consumables, and they are far more rare than guns in the last days.

But... there are at least a thousand bullets in each of these wooden boxes. If they are all round, how many bullets do they have?

Most importantly, how much does it cost...

It's worth the money, Zheng Yan thought.

The bodyguards took the two of them back upstairs and placed them in a guest room, and then sent people to report to the old man, and after approval, they went to arrange for people to move the goods.

Zheng Yan sat by the bed and said anxiously: "How much does it cost? We can't afford it."

"Affordable." Huo Xian said: "He doesn't care about us now, if there is anything else he wants, just say it."

Zheng Yan: "..."

What's the matter with this kind of grandiose tone of taking advantage of others' danger, and saying that this shop is gone in this village...

A large number of weapons and equipment directly poached more than 700 million from him. In addition to the purchase of snacks, cotton clothes, rice, and coal candles, less than 100 million was used.So far, the remaining funds in their hands are only more than 500 million yuan, and there are hundreds of thousands of deposits that Huo Xian wanted to buy him a house before.

The money is almost spent, but there are still many supplies that have not been purchased.No car bought, no mods, no gasoline, no medical supplies, no bandages, no collection.

But now there is no time to worry about these things. Someone came to report that the goods were finished.

When I went out, I saw that two heavy trucks were loaded with guns and ammunition, and they were about to go on the road after a short stop.

Zheng Yan quickly climbed onto the truck, signaling Huo Xian to come up quickly, lest the old man go back on his word.Huo Xian stood under the car, waving his hands to signal to be safe and calm, leaning on the car, standing with his long legs crossed, as if he was waiting for someone.

It was already late at night, but Zheng Yan didn't feel sleepy at all, the wind was howling all around, and after more than ten minutes, a familiar figure came out of the dilapidated house.Zheng Yan silently closed the door of one side of the heavy truck as a cover, and began to slowly put the weapon into the space.

They took advantage of this, the old man must have really regretted it.

The old man held the wooden sign in his hand and moved over tremblingly.It wasn't until he approached that Zheng Yan realized that the old man's eyes were swollen like two walnuts, and there were bloodshot eyes, obviously he had been crying for a long time.

The old man said, "Where have you been all these years?"

Huo Xian hesitated for a moment, and reported the address.

"It's my fault. I failed him." The old man said sadly: "I have been looking for him all these years. I am vacillating. I am sorry for my wife and the person I love the most."

These words remained in his mind for a long time, and he continued: "I want to be a normal person, marry a wife and have children, but I don't want to leave him. I want to get everything, but in the end I lose everything. How has he been doing all these years?"

"What do you think?" Huo Xian had pity in his eyes, and his tone was very indifferent.

The old man sighed, his shoulders slumped, and he seemed to be more than ten years old in an instant. The matter has come to this point, and he has no chance to make up for it.Then he took out a card, handed it over and said, "I... owe him, you can take the money back. In the interest of me and the instructor, I absolutely can't accept it. If you have any difficulties in the future, you can come to him I."

"It's not relative, it's not a reason, how can I take advantage of you." Huo Xian said coldly: "The only thing that Uncle Blind told me before he died is to have a clear boundary with you."

The old man's face was ashen-colored, his outstretched hand froze, the card slipped out of his hand, and he took a few steps back.

Huo Xian didn't speak anymore, he easily jumped onto the truck, knocked on the wall, and the truck started.

The scenery continued to stretch back, Zheng Yan resisted not wanting to say, and finally said: "After all, he is a lot of age, and the blow he received today is big enough, why are you still provoking him? And the blind uncle told you to make clear boundaries, and you don't seem to do it Come on, why did you come to him to buy something?"

"Cheap." Huo Xian was a little unnatural, and said lightly: "He deserved what he deserved."

Really cheap!Such a large number of high-quality and high-quantity weapons, let alone more than 700 million, if they were elsewhere, it would take 100 million to get them.

Two heavy trucks advanced side by side in the night, Huo Xian took off the copper coins around his neck, put all the weapons into the space within 2 minutes, and then transported the young man into the farming space.Immediately, he moved nimbly like a wild wolf, jumped out of the truck lightly, ran at high speed, quickly caught up with the heavy truck next to him, grabbed the carriage and jumped onto it easily.

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small theater:

The girl was panting hard on the sofa, and the man in the kitchen came out from time to time with a spatula to prevent her from getting a fever and falling into a coma.

Recently, for some unknown reason, many people fell ill with high fever for no reason, and the hospital was overcrowded, making it impossible to get in.A single father can only give his child some antipyretics by himself, but the effect does not seem to be great.

The man frowned, pulling the vegetables in the pot.

At this moment, there was a sound of light footsteps outside.The man was taken aback, did his daughter wake up?He turned his head to look, and saw a petite figure flashing past, pounced on him suddenly, knocked him back a few steps, and bumped his back against the wall.

"Yinyin?" the man said.

The little girl's eyes were gray and dazed, she suddenly hugged her father's arm and bit it down forcefully, blood flowed from her teeth.The man was caught off guard, ah-- let out a roar, and pushed his daughter away, and there was a heart-rending pain in his arm.Looking down, a piece of flesh was actually torn off!

"baby?!"

The little girl got up from the ground, bared her teeth, flew up again, hugged his neck and bit down hard.

Blood spurted from the throat—

Then because I forgot to turn off the gas stove, the house exploded!Because there is also a gas stove next door, causing a series of explosions!Huskies are satisfied! ! !