There is only one way to improve accuracy, and that is to feed it with bullets. But even the police station, let alone the sub-bureau, does not have enough ammunition in stock. It's hard enough to feed them, and the power is not enough. Even if they hit, they can't penetrate the skull. It's better to use Jiao San's breath crossbow.
But having something is better than having nothing. Handguns are not effective against zombies, but they should be useful for scaring people. After all, in the future, besides zombies, there will be other survivors to face. As the ancients said, "Do not have the heart to harm others, but do not be defenseless against others." The ancients also said, "Those who love war will die, and those who forget war will be in danger!"
"At night, there should be three of them. Their dormitory is on the west side of the third floor. The civil defense office is also on the third floor, and it is separated from the security guard's dormitory by one room. The safe is in the inner room of the office, and if I remember correctly, there is also an anti-theft door."
The ancients also said, "It's hard to guard against thieves in one's own home!" With Liu Quanyou providing detailed internal information, Hong Tao roughly knows what kind of building structure they will face, and thus what tools to bring.
An electric drill is necessary, and it needs to be fully charged. Two crowbars are also needed, as well as pliers. But these tools are not enough to deal with the safe. Hong Tao didn't say how to open that thing, he just found several different thicknesses of steel wire, two palm-sized pulleys, a large lithium battery impact drill, and several sizes of expansion bolts from the tool room, and put them all in the trunk of the off-road vehicle.
With half a day left, Hong Tao began to make featherless crossbow arrows with all his strength. The materials were two packs of M4*400 double-headed bolts found in Building 56, a total of 60.
Jiao San and Liu Quanyou used an electric grinder to sharpen one end of the bolts, and when there was enough, Hong Tao used a blowtorch to heat and quench them. The small courtyard instantly became a machining workshop, with the sound of metal friction and the roar of blowtorches, sparks flying and flames leaping.
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"Uncle, two more from the west!" In addition to the adults busy making leather armor and crossbow arrows, Zhang Ke was also not idle. He climbed up to the roof of the south house along the ladder and used a telescope to closely monitor the movements on both sides of the street.
Once a zombie is disturbed and follows the sound, Liu Quanyou, Zhang Tao, Linna, and Zhou Jinlan have to put down what they are doing and climb up to the roof to practice shooting with the steel crossbow.
"I hit it, I hit it!"
Unexpectedly, the first person to hit the target and kill it was not the manly Liu Quanyou or Zhang Tao, nor the virtuous wife Zhou Jinlan, but the seemingly gentle and decisive Linna. She completed her first kill in this life with only three crossbow arrows, without vomiting or fear, just excitedly cheering on the roof, almost throwing the steel crossbow away.
"A heroine among women... Looks can be deceiving... Old man, your eyes are not good..." Liu Quanyou put down the steel crossbow and sighed, these years of office life have made him rusty, not to mention shooting moving targets, even stringing a bow is a bit difficult, really not as agile as Linna.
"If I had a crossbow with an anchor sight, I could hit it too!" Zhang Tao's strength is not inferior to Linna's, and his enthusiasm for shooting is not low either, but his glasses are a bit thick, so he can't see clearly and naturally can't aim accurately.
"From the east, from the east... Get ready!" Zhang Ke was the most excited, treating shooting zombies as a game, especially with four newcomers who have never shot arrows or killed zombies before. Listening to his instructions, he felt a great sense of accomplishment.
"Wait! Look carefully before shooting. Are those zombies? Can zombies ride motorcycles!" Just as the three steel crossbows were aimed at the alley entrance to the east, Hong Tao stood in the courtyard and shouted, making them put down the crossbows again.
"Is that your car?" The low roar of the engine could be heard without going upstairs. Hong Tao turned to Jiao San and asked.
"It seems so... Is Sun Lao Tou back? Damn, this guy is tough, just like Huang Zhong!" Jiao San listened carefully. Although he rarely went out to blow up the streets on his motorcycle in recent years, it was still his own car. He quickly recognized who it was, Sun Jianshe!
Indeed, it was Jiao San's black motorcycle, and Sun Jianshe was indeed sitting on it. But he looked a bit miserable, with blood all over half of his face, and the shoulder of his gray short-sleeved shirt was stained red, dirty all over. After parking the car on the side of the road, he was left panting, neither speaking nor getting off the car.
"Old Sun, how did you get like this!" Liu Quanyou was the most proactive, opening the door and going forward to inquire about his condition.
"Back... Old Sun, were you bitten by a zombie?" From the moment Hong Tao saw Sun Jianshe's appearance from a distance, he exchanged glances with Jiao San. One of them picked up an ice axe, and the other loaded the crossbow arrow.
"Give... give me some water to drink..." Sun Jianshe shook his head and licked his lips."Here, catch..." Hong Tao took the mineral water from Chu Qiu's hand, walked a few meters away, and tossed the bottle.
"Thud... Clang..." The bottle was thrown accurately, but Sun Ge seemed a bit slow. The bottle hit his chest and then rolled to the ground. He wanted to bend down to pick it up, but forgot he was still sitting on the motorcycle, and ended up falling over with the bike.
"Thump... Thump... Thump..." However, the old man, with his leg pinned under the motorcycle, didn't cry out in pain. Instead, he first grabbed the water bottle, unscrewed it, and drank it all in one breath. It seemed like he was still thirsty and looked towards Hong Tao again.
"Sun Ge, say something, what happened?" Hong Tao spread his arms to keep everyone back, glanced back at Jiao San to make sure he had moved to the side and was aiming his crossbow at Sun Ge, then took a small step forward, half-squatting to ask.
"Sigh... It's a long story, a matter of life and death... Oh, the wounds on my body weren't caused by zombies, but by people shooting at me... Luckily, those bastards didn't know how to use guns properly, most of the bullets flew into the sky. Otherwise... Hehehe... I would have been done for!"
At this point, Sun Ge seemed a bit more normal. He forcefully pushed the motorcycle off his leg, shakily caught the cigarette Liu Quanyou threw to him, lit it up, and sat on the ground chatting with Hong Tao.
"Here, use this water to clean your wounds... Sun Ge, don't take it the wrong way, but I have to be responsible for everyone. Take off your shirt and clean the wound on your head. As long as you weren't bitten or scratched, there's nothing to worry about."
Hong Tao had Chu Qiu throw two more bottles of mineral water to Sun Ge, while making his point clear. If you want to live, do as I say, or else you're dead! However, he had already decided that in the future, he would let Liu Quanyou do the talking, he couldn't always be the bad guy.
Sun Ge didn't make a fuss, he opened the bottle and poured it on his head, cleaning the blood clot on the right side of his hair while doing so, then took off his shirt. The wound on his head wasn't a bite or a scratch, it looked more like a scrape, the wound was wide and regular but not deep. There were no wounds on his body, the blood on his clothes was from his head.
"Come on, help Sun Ge into the yard... Chu Qiu, get the first aid kit to bandage him up..."
Since he wasn't bitten or scratched by a zombie, he was still a good comrade. Hong Tao immediately changed his attitude, shouting orders but not helping himself. He wasn't going to risk getting close to Sun Ge until he knew what had happened.
"Sigh, I didn't see my grandson, but I ran into a bunch of beasts. If it wasn't for Jiao San's fast and agile motorcycle, I probably wouldn't have made it back. Director Liu, we're all human beings, Hong Tao is trying to save people, but they're ruining people. Where is the justice... Hiss... Heh..."
Soon, Sun Ge's head wound was simply disinfected and treated by Chu Qiu, and he was given an antibiotic shot. There was no tetanus shot here. While treating the wound, he roughly explained the process of going to his son's house to find his grandson, then he was overcome with tears and sighs.
Sun Ge's return journey was smooth. There were a few zombies on the streets, but they couldn't catch up with the motorcycle. There were basically no vehicles or pedestrians on the main road. The usual one-hour journey took just over ten minutes to reach the community.
True to his military background, he knew not to rush in through the main entrance. He found a quiet place, parked the motorcycle outside the community fence, planning to climb over and assess the situation first, and sneak into the village without making a sound.