"Grandpa, you even raised a zombie!" When Zhang Ke saw Hong Tao dragging Chu Xia out, who was tied into a rice dumpling, his glasses fell off the bridge of his nose, and his eyes were half fear and half admiration.

Everyone else has either turned into zombies, or they are blocked in the house by zombies and dare not come out. Not even a living person can be seen on the street. But look at our Grandpa Hong. Not only is he killing zombies like picking out things from a bag, but he is still there.

The family caught one alive and raised it. They are all human beings, so why is there such a big gap!

"Get out of the way, don't wrap yourself up, and go back to the house!" Hong Tao flew up and almost hit Zhang Ke's nose.

"First, wrap the chain around the pillar twice. You can't pull it with just your hands!" Compared with the time when Chu Xia was locked up for two days and when he first transformed, there were obvious changes. His strength seemed to be reduced.

Not so fierce anymore.

But this is not something that one person can resist. Hong Tao simply found a dog collar made of steel bars and put it around Chu Xia's neck. He connected it with an iron chain and a steel wire rope, and he and Chu Qiu held it respectively. Only then did he dare to

Untie the rope from its legs.

"Creak, creak..." As soon as she was freed, Chu Xia knelt up unsteadily and crawled towards the west room without looking back. Even though her neck was tightly pulled by the steel ring, she still had no intention of looking back, and her whole body was covered in bones.

Every knot is moaning.

"Put it in a half circle, a little bit..." Hong Tao also wrapped the wire rope around the pillars, and at this time, the patent leather was being stretched out.

"She...what's wrong with her?" As the chains and wire ropes were released little by little, Chu Xia was like an animal pulling a large truck, taking heavy steps to the front of the West Wing Corridor and suddenly stopped walking.

He turned around and knelt on the ground and raised his head. There was no movement at all. There was not even the slightest rise and fall in his chest and abdomen, as if he were a statue. Monk Zhang Er in the early autumn could not understand what he saw.

"It is basking in the sun. There is no sun in the east room. The sun at the door of the west room is the most abundant...Grandpa Qin and the others are also basking in the sun, right Grandpa Hong?" As the saying goes, beholder is the judge of the world. Zhang Ke has been watching from the steps of the north room.

The strange scene in the yard, combined with the posture of the zombies on the fourth floor, immediately gave me an idea.

"That's right, if you don't eat or drink these things, I still expect it to last ten days and a half. Even if it takes a few months, sooner or later I will starve to death. Who would have thought it would be careless? They are more advanced than us. Just go to the store.

It’s clean energy. I just don’t know how long it takes to charge once, how many kilometers it can last, and whether it will decay in winter..."

When it comes to solar energy, Hong Tao immediately thinks of the various parameters of new energy vehicles. However, zombies seem to be more powerful than electric vehicles. They don't need charging stations, they only need the sun. Other data needs to be further observed and summarized.

"...Then, what should we do?" Chuqiu looked at her sister who was bathing in the sun. There was less love and more sadness in her eyes.

"Now that they are out, we can't just rely on the old method of stumbling on the horse's rope. Eat first, and start working when you are full. Today, whether you two have practiced well or not, you will go into battle to kill the enemy. The door can't stop them.

, even the courtyard gate can’t block it, we can’t just wait and wait to be trapped to death by them!”

Hong Tao was not as pessimistic as early autumn. Zombies running all over the streets was his expectation for this new world. He had been a little more relaxed in the past two days, so there was nothing to worry about now that he was nervous.

But it's not enough to be mentally nervous. When faced with a group of zombies at the same time, didn't the ancients say that if you want to do your job well, you must first sharpen your weapons? If you want to kill zombies, you must have the weapons and defensive equipment at hand.

The only weapons and equipment that can be found so far are two mountaineering picks, a set of ice hockey protective gear, three helmets, three goggles, a set of arm and leg guards modified with boots, a mohawk ax, and more than two

Functional marching shovel, two hooks, two ice picks, some hammers, some shovels, hoes and cross picks, as well as daggers, bear hunting knives, paratrooper knives, multifunctional knives, bone cutters, kitchen knives, watermelon knives, table knives,

A lot of fruit knives and nail clippers...

"Wow, Grandpa Hong, you have so many good things..." When Hong Tao took out the tools, fishing tackle, and knives from the tool room again and again and placed them in the yard, Zhang Ke immediately cheered quietly.

Get up. As a man, even a young man, he has a natural preference for these things.

"Why do you have so many controlled knives!" But Chu Qiu's expression was very complicated. The landlord had another layer of veil in her eyes. Not only was this guy's age a secret, but his experience was probably not very normal. A normal person would have nothing to do at home.

There are so many murder weapons in there!

"Just have fun. If you don't have these things, how can you hit zombies on the head with a rice spoon? I don't know if there are survivors in North America and Europe. If there are, they are much happier than us. At least they can have guns.

It takes less effort to fight zombies than to knock them one by one. Hey, kid, don’t touch blindly, that thing is very sharp, be careful with your fingers!”

Sometimes it is difficult for Hong Tao to understand the thinking patterns of some people. How can we still think about useless things like this? Is it true that harmony is achieved when the people do not know anything and do not understand anything?

"I want to use this knife!" Zhang Ke had already taken out the bear hunting knife from its leather sheath and raised his hands to show that he could handle it!

"Children are not allowed to hold knives. Here, give it to Auntie!" Although Chu Qiu said some strange words, she was not stupid. She also felt that this long, thick and serrated knife was more fierce, and she planned to keep it for herself.

"Put it all down...Have you ever heard of stabbing someone in the head with a knife?" Hong Tao only moved these things out because they were mixed in two storage boxes. He did not intend to use them as weapons. They can be used against living people.

It's really useless against zombies.

"You can tie the knife to a wooden stick and use it as a spear, and you can pierce the zombie's head!" Zhang Ke was not going to let go, and thought of a reasonable reason for himself to use the bear hunting knife.

"You saw it from the novel again, right? Grandpa can tell you responsibly that no matter how sharp the knife is, even if it is a military bayonet, unless it has a three-edged military bayonet, no matter what it is tied to, it cannot penetrate the skull with human power.

.Here, each of you has a paratrooper knife and tie the straps to your thighs like me. Put the rest back in the box!"

Knives, including kitchen knives, fruit knives, daggers, military stabs, single knives, double knives, Tang knives, Japanese knives, etc., were not designed to chop skulls from the beginning. Naturally, they do not have this function, so they are useless.

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The reason why you should carry a paratrooper knife with an engineering plastic scabbard is because it is light, sharp, multifunctional, and easy to carry. Its main function is not a zombie-killing weapon, but a tool. For cutting, cutting, and carrying.

It is also equipped with a magnesium rod and compass, which can be used for survival in critical moments.

If you put a knife on the zombie's head and stab it with all your strength, you might be able to penetrate the skull. It is indeed possible, but the problem is that it would be too dangerous and uneconomical to expend so much effort and get very close.

Axes, hammers, marching shovels, and mohawks are not suitable for killing zombies. They can break skulls with less effort, but they are too short and do not have the skills of a world free fighting champion. They cannot kill without damage.

.As long as the zombie nails scratch a small piece of skin, it doesn't matter how many you killed before, how beautiful the killing was, or how thrilling the process was, it doesn't make any sense.

Shovels, pickaxes, and ice picks are powerful and long enough, but they are also heavy. Hong Tao cannot swing them at will. If they hit them, they will be fine, but if they miss, they will lose their balance, which is even more dangerous.

In fact, even if they were equipped with mountaineering pickaxes, Chu Qiu and Zhang Ke would be in vain. If they were one-on-one, they could hold up a reinforced pot lid to use their strength, give the zombies a few cold blows on their legs, and wait for them to fall without any damage.

kill.

The two of them are really incompetent. When the strength gap between the two sides reaches a certain level, no tricks will work. They will pull and somersault, and they can't hold their weapons. How can they fight back?

"...It's all useless?" Seeing the weapons being put back one by one, Chu Qiu and Zhang Ke were very disappointed, and their eyes immediately lost their admiration when they looked at Hong Tao.

"Well, this thing is good. Come on, let me make a red tassel gun for each of us!" He didn't put them all back. In the end, Hong Tao found several brand-new steel drills from a big cowhide bag, some with flat heads and some with pointed heads.
Chapter completed!