Chapter 37: Arms Chicken Farm
After breakfast, Nameless and 9527 strolled down the road down the mountain, and went to the ancestral hall in the village to get weapons and equipment according to the instructions.
"Are we really going to go, it looks like it's a desperate job, a whole area of corpses." ''9527 asked, walking in front of him, playing with a branch.
''Damn, I don't want to go so rejoicing as you promised, and now I'm cowardly.'' ''
9527 smiled bitterly twice: "Are you embarrassed to refuse that situation just now?" The old man begged for his life, and you nodded as soon as I saw you. ''
Nameless waved his hand, with a helpless expression: "That's it, if you can't do it, it's not that you haven't died." ''
What else 9527 wants to say, but what is more terrible than death? Besides, both of them are people who can't die.
Soon after, I finally saw the street sign, Jianjia Village - 2KM.
There are large areas of farmland on both sides of the road, green wheat, its growth is several times better than before the end of the world, it should be the end of the world after the wheat is untended, the wheat is ripe and rotten in the ground, after a heavy snowfall, and new sprouts, so on, but even so it will not grow more and more vigorous, it should be flooded by weeds.
Ignoring the anomalies of the crops, and the two of them are not involved in agriculture, it is difficult to say whether it is abnormal or not. Entering the village, Nameless instinctively clenched the knife, although the two knew that the zombies nearby had already been cleaned up by Xiao Dongsheng, but they were not afraid of 10,000, so 9527 felt that it was too much, but they did not stop it.
Jianjia Village, like most rural villages in the country, has a road running through the village, and there are one to two storey gray tile brick houses scattered around the road, and occasionally simple grass houses made of stone and mud, which have collapsed more or less after years of erosion, and the eaves are broken, revealing the wooden pile supports inside.
The west side of the center of the village, it should be about the same, the two turned into an alley, towards the general direction of the ancestral hall, the doors along the way are all hidden, through the gaps and windows, you can see the basic configuration of each family, the old wooden table and wooden bench, the big butt TV, the standard dragon and phoenix Xiangxiang mirror, and the portrait of the great man is pasted on it. The Spring Festival couplets on the wooden door are all faded and damaged, but they can be vaguely recognized, Wei Chigong and Qin Shubao are still guarding the peace in the house.
''Gou Dog Dog Dog Dog ~ Giggle''
The sudden rooster crow broke the peace, the two stepped up their steps, and came to the ancestral hall, the door of the ancestral hall was actually open, and the door was full of rooster crows, Nameless pushed the door open, and instantly the flock of chickens fluttered their wings, accompanied by the stench of chicken feces and birds, and rushed through 9527 and Nameless to the outside of the house.
In just a dozen seconds, there were only a few small yellow chickens and a few adult chickens left in the house.
After a little inspection, I found that the snakeskin bag stacked with rice had been pecked, and so many chickens had been raised in half a year.
Discussing a few roast chickens at noon, the two scattered to get the equipment, and went to the second floor without a name, while 9527 checked a few compartments on the first floor, lifted the dusty oilskin paper, and more than a dozen pistols and bullets in plastic bags appeared in front of him, and he couldn't wait to pick up one to adjust, "Click~'" The sound is still relatively comfortable, and the parts are not damaged because they have been idle for too long.
''Click-bang~!! ''
With a loud bang coming from upstairs, 9527 on the first floor was bathed in dust from the ceiling, imagining that it was the nameless guy testing the gun.