blood plague

Chapter 9 Scavenging
The first time I touched a gun, the first bullet knocked away a plastic bottle cap 20 meters away.

Father Locke and Vance, who witnessed this scene, were eye-opening.

"This kid." Vance, who has always hated Iger, had to say with approval: "This kid may have a very good shooting talent."

Thinking of the other two children of the Evans family, Vance had to admit that the children of this family had excellent talents, but unfortunately they did everything but good things, wasting their good talents in the worst places.

It was rare for Vance to praise himself, and Iger was a little flattered.

Iger could tell that, regardless of how thick, strong and rough Vance was, he had a very obvious military style in his work. Maybe he was a retired soldier, and he might have participated in actual combat.In other words, Vance is a very capable person, and it is a joy to be praised by such a person.

Iger knew very well that he was able to hit the bottle cap with one shot, not because of the little green crosshair.I remember that Father Locke said that data is only the result, not the cause. Among them, the correct shooting posture, excellent guns, and ultra-small caliber bullets are all necessary conditions for this result.

Iger clicked on his character column, and as expected, the shooting skill became level 2.

Shooting: 2
Explanation: You have just passed a live ammunition training session and have mastered some basics of shooting.

Upgraded so easily?

Iger was confused, and I didn't feel like I was getting stronger at all.

Father Locke interrupted Iger who was in a daze, and said to him: "Remember to bring the whole box of ammunition, there are 50 rounds in total. Well, there are only 49 rounds now."

The school uniform that Iger is wearing now has a short white T-shirt on the upper body and black knee-length shorts on the lower body. The pockets on the trousers are small and shallow. Fortunately, there are two large pockets on the chest of the T-shirt.So Iger stuffed the bullets into the left and right pockets of his jacket, which made his chest bulge and made him very uncomfortable.

"When I come back, I have to find a way to get an ammunition bag." While thinking this way, Iger picked up the gun belt in the small box, buckled the gun belt on AR-7, and straddled the gun diagonally on his body.

Sister Maria came out carrying two huge hiking bags. From her eyes, it could be seen that Sister Maria very much hoped that the two hiking bags would be full when she came back.

"Okay, let's go." After carrying the mountaineering bag on his back, Vance, who was holding a logging ax, said to Iger. After the two went out through the opened iron gate, Father Locke closed the iron gate again and bolted it.

The walk down the mountain was relatively easy. Vance did not walk too fast. Iger has been paying attention to his physical value. This kind of exercise intensity is just right for him to make him slightly feverish, so that Iger’s physical value has been maintained. Full 60 status.

After descending the mountain, on the edge of the community, some sporadic infected people walked aimlessly like sleepwalking. Vance gestured to Iger, and the two couldn't help but lighten their steps a little.

After stopping to observe for a while, Vance confirmed Iger's previous inference that the eyesight of these infected people was indeed not very good. At least at a distance of about 100 meters, these infected people aimed their eyes at the two of them several times. direction, and then turned his head in a daze.

Sure enough, it is a safe choice to go out to pick up waste during the daytime when the survivors have the widest view.

After getting this confirmation, Vance did not take unnecessary risks. He and Iger used various obstacles on the street as cover, such as cars that collided into scrap iron, billboards, and flower beds. , trash cans, etc., sneaked carefully all the way, and finally reached the door of the bakery.

Vance was hiding outside the bakery wall. He stretched out his head and glanced inside through the glass of the bakery. There was no one in the small shop. Maybe the group of survivors and infected people who broke into the police station that day The fierce gun battle broke out between them, attracting most of the infected people in the community.

This is a big deal.

Vance gently pushed open the unlocked glass door, then put his head in, and glanced left and right. After confirming that there was no one near the wall on the left and right, Vance turned his head and whispered to Iger: " Safety."

Vance pushed the glass door open so that it was no longer in the way of the two of them, and then took the lead and hunched in.

As soon as he entered the store, a tempting food aroma came to his nostrils, and Iger swallowed involuntarily.

Vance, who also smelled the irresistible fragrance, turned his head and gave Iger a hard look. When he found that Iger was still squatting behind him and not doing anything else, he nodded approvingly.

This kid is really good. If he is not a little young, I really want to recommend him to join the militia guard.

Vance was so pleased with Iger's obedience and discipline that he decided to reward the little guy.

Vance whispered to Iger, "You can drink some of the drinks on the table, but all the food must be packed and taken away."

After Iger nodded, Vance said again: "You take all the cooked food, I'll go find the flour."

No matter how much cooked food there is in the bakery, that's enough for a day.The food supplies that are really needed are flour and other raw materials stored in warehouses.

Iger tiptoed to the window, he opened a bottle of sparkling drink with 100 grams of sugar per 10ml, first carefully released the gas in the bottle, then tightened the bottle cap, then shook it violently a few times, and then Open the cap to release the gas.

After doing this a few times, the drink ran away because of the gas in it, and turned into a bottle of bland syrup with a hint of sour taste. At this time, Iger unscrewed the cap of the bottle and took the bottle of syrup that had lost its characteristics. drink up.

This is a little trick Iger learned on the Internet: how to use sparkling water to replenish energy quickly.Today, Iger passed on this little trick to the keyboard warrior friends who are reading this article.

This kind of sparkling water has many wonderful uses, so although its weight-to-practice ratio is a bit low, Iger still puts a few bottles with lids in his backpack.

As for the cans, he didn't take any.This kind of thing that can be scrapped after opening has no transportation value, unless the space in your backpack is empty.

After packing all the cooked food in the window into the backpack, Iger compacted the soft pastries with brute force, and now there is a lot of space left.

Iger hunched his back and turned to the back kitchen, which was separated by a wall. Unexpectedly, he turned out again a few seconds later.

Vance was stuffing a second bag of flour into his backpack in the warehouse when Iger came over and whispered to him, "There is a situation here."

Upon hearing this, Vance put down his work, picked up the logging ax beside him, and followed Iger to the back kitchen with a bent waist.

In the small space in the back kitchen was lying a person, or an infected person who was struggling. A huge oven was pressing on his lower back, and now only his upper body could move.

At this extremely close distance, the infected person found the two intruders, and he made an inexplicable heck sound, while stretching out his hands towards them with difficulty.Of course, this infected person definitely didn't want to ask Vance and the others for help, but wanted to grab them and hug them into his arms.

Vance stared at the infected person and said sadly: "Poor Kim, he is the best pastry chef we have here."

(End of this chapter)