blood plague

Chapter 6 Night Chat
It was just dark, and everyone should have not fallen asleep. Everyone should have heard the gunshots just now.

At this time, Iger did not have the joy of foresight. In fact, if the infected people rely on their eyesight to act, it is a good thing for the survivors.Now this situation is the worst. Night will be an extremely dangerous time. If you don't go out, it doesn't mean that infected people won't attack at night.

What if an infected person suddenly strikes at night?
After Iger thought hard for a while, the more he thought about it, the more his heart beat faster. Judging from the current situation, there was no solution.

You say fight, you don't know how many come, the enemy knows you are blind in the dark, once you fight, you will be turned over and gnawed to death in minutes.

You say escape, there is no light on this road, and besides, there may be infected people on the road, so you have to go wild.

It is not impossible to walk in the wild at night, not to mention whether you can escape the infected person, and it is not impossible to step on the air and fall to death in a panic.

First of all, there must be electricity and lighting, secondly, electricity can be used to create sound traps, and finally, guns must be needed.

Sitting in a daze like this, I don't know how long it took, Iger heard some noises from under the escalator.

Iger suddenly woke up, and he whispered to the bottom: "Father?"

There was no response, only the sound of climbing the escalator and heavy breathing came from the bell tower tube.

Iger's heart tightened, and then his heart raised his throat, and he whispered again to the bottom: "Father, is that you?"

There was still no response, and the heavy panting sound was getting closer and closer to him.

Iger grabbed the guardrail with both hands, and he retracted his legs, ready to kick from top to bottom at any time.

When the panting sound was right under Iger, a voice finally came up.

"Boy, it's me." The voice said while panting heavily.

"Ah, it turned out to be the uncle." Iger relaxed his nerves instantly, and he suddenly felt a little scared. If the uncle kept silent and was kicked down by him and fell to death, how would he explain it to others the next day.

Panting heavily, Vance climbed up and sat down on the edge of the clock tower. He said to Iger angrily, "Don't get close to me, my name is Vance."

"Okay, Uncle Vance." Iger called kindly.

If it wasn't too dark to see his eyes clearly, Vance wanted to give Iger a look, but as the saying goes in the Central Plains, don't hit a smiling person, and Vance didn't speak ill at each other.

"Uncle Vance, why did you come up here?" Iger asked Vance. To be honest, he was a little afraid of this thick and strong man, and he didn't know why. malicious.

Vance took a deep breath again. Climbing the escalator to the fourth floor was a bit exhausting. Although his muscles were still strong, his huge belly added a lot of weight.

"Lily's feet are hurting again, and Locke is treating her." Vance said to Iger angrily.Just now he deliberately came up without saying a word, just to see if this kid dozed off while on guard, he would never know that he almost got a deadly flying kick.

"Uncle Vance." Iger said to Vance, "Tomorrow we are going to the community below the mountain to find food, aren't we?"

Vance replied, "Of course, don't you want to go?"

"No, no." Iger quickly vetoed, "I mean, can we stop by to find something else, for example, a weapon."

"You mean a gun?" Vance understood Iger's words.

"Yes." Iger hurriedly continued, "We can go to the gun shop in the community..."

"There is no gun store in our community." Vance responded coldly.

"Ah, why are there no gun shops? Didn't you say that there are more gun shops in America than rice shops?" Iger never expected to encounter a new problem in America where guns are rampant.

"It turns out that there is a gun store in our community. It was the gun shop opened by the old Pence." Vance said, "but it closed half a year ago. Because two black men went to Pence's shop to buy guns, and then wanted to rob it along the way. Old Burns is a good guy, he was not timid even if he fought against two, the three of them shot each other a few times, all died, and the gun shop was closed." Vance stared at Iger and said, it's a pity that in this starless place In the dark night of the month, Vance couldn't even see where Iger's head was, let alone the expression on his face.

"So that's the case." Iger said regretfully.

"You're not a native, aren't you?" Vance said. "There is no local who doesn't know about it."

Iger didn't know if Vance was cheating on himself, he had an idea and used an impeccable amnesia method.

"I'm sorry." Iger said ashamedly, "After I woke up from the blood plague, my brain seemed to have been seriously affected, and I couldn't remember many things."

Vance nodded. The reason was plausible.

When Vance was broadcasting with his daughter Lily this evening, he suddenly remembered whose family this kid was from. This was the stinky kid from Frank's family.

There are no good people in Frank's family. Old Frank eats relief, cheats, high drugs, and even went to the city to participate in zero-dollar shopping. The boss of their family is a gang member, the second is a gang member, and the third is a pre-gang member.

That's why Vance was so wary of this kid, he insisted on climbing up to see if he was watching carefully.

I just don’t know why this brat suddenly called himself Iger Lee. If he burned his brain because of the blood plague’s invasion, it would be God’s blessing. So many good things.

After Vance climbed the bell tower, he mentioned the gun before talking about Iger in three sentences. Vance was naturally extremely vigilant.

Iger didn't notice that Vance was already extremely wary of him, and he said to himself: "This bell tower has a very wide view, and the Gospel Church just happened to be built on the top of a hill, so this is the only commanding height. Control the commanding height, A large area can be controlled, and if we can have an accurate rifle, the safety of the evangelical church can be greatly improved."

When Vance heard that what Iger wanted was a shotgun, he let down his vigilance a bit.

There are several types of civilian firearms in the United States. Iger said that they are hunting and defensive types, such as shotguns. This type of gun requires high accuracy and the firing frequency is generally relatively low.

The second is self-defense guns, which mainly refer to pistols and shotguns. Of course, this kind of guns can also be used for offensive purposes, such as robbery, which is very convenient and convenient.

The last category is trouble-making guns, including but not limited to squad machine guns, anti-device sniper rifles, submachine guns, and assault rifles.This kind of weapon has a strong deterrent effect. If someone has an AK47 or AR15 at home, others will have to guard against him from causing trouble, and no one dares to provoke him.

Thinking of a shotgun, Vance has one at home. Unfortunately, because he is too busy on weekdays, it has not been maintained for several years, and because he is afraid of being stolen by bad boys to do bad things, so Vance separated the bullets. Where are the bullets hidden? Vance could not remember for a moment.

Ugh.

Vance suddenly missed old Burns terribly.

(End of this chapter)