Chapter 250 Sometimes, even if you don't get hurt, you will bleed

Zhou Chunyu shouted: "How can this be done? I can't just use you, I'll squeeze some too. Isn't it just some blood, and there used to be a lot more blood donations in Tianyi Square. ”

Lao Feng was about to say something, Chen Wei next to him pulled Xie Ling and muttered a few words, Xie Ling also replied a few words in her ear, and the faces of the two women were a little red.

Xie Ling coughed: "That, don't fight, this blood, my sister and I will give it to you." ”

Wang Lu said "hey": "No, forget it about you women, this is our man's business." ”

Xie Ling glared at Wang Lu fiercely: "Why are you so verbose!" said that this blood will be given to you by me and my sister, so it's decided! ”

Wang Lu was so fierce that Xie Ling was confused, and Chen Wei beckoned: "Wang Lu, come here." ”

Wang Lu walked to Chen Wei's side suspiciously, Chen Wei grabbed his shoulder and muttered a few words, Wang Lu was embarrassed, and only after a while did he hold back the sentence: "How can it be so coincidental, it's still two together." ”

Chen Wei punched him: "I want you to take care of it!" ”

Zhou Chunyu and Feng Haiqi were at a loss, and Wang Lu coughed: "That, this matter of attracting the blood of zombies has been solved." That, let's rest early, and I'll leave the matter of placing the walkie-talkie to myself. It's not a lot of work anyway. ”

Xie Ling stuffed the woven bag she brought into Wang Lu's hand: "Here, this is the rope I prepared to hang on the tree post and the plastic sheet to protect from the rain and sun, please bring it with you." That blood - wait a minute. Xie Ling turned her head: "Sister......"

Chen Wei nodded with a red face and walked towards the bedroom with Xie Ling.

Zhou Chunyu scratched his head: "Closed office, what kind of name is this?" ”

Feng Haiqi seemed to think of something, shook his head, and patted Zhou Chunyu's shoulder with a smile: "Let's sleep well tonight." "It's just a question that isn't answered. Feng Haiqi no longer paid attention to Zhou Chunyu, and went to tease the pear head to play, some time ago, life and death were shared, Feng Haiqi's feelings for the pear head were also deep, and from time to time he would see his daughter on the pear head when she was still a little hairy head.

Chen Wei and Xie Ling soon came back, and Xie Ling hurriedly stuffed a plastic bag in his hand into Wang Lu's hand: "Go and come back quickly." ”

Wang Lu answered, hurriedly walked out of the gate of the Dragon King Temple, and hurriedly walked with his head buried as if he was fleeing for his life.

Wang Lu came all the way to the forest in the back mountain, found a suitable place, and began to tie a walkie-talkie to the tree, which was very easy to get, and the tape he brought with him was fixed after two turns.

Next, it's time for blood to play.

Wang Lu opened the plastic bag that Xie Ling stuffed him, revealing the sanitary napkin inside.

That's right, it is the stuff that every "mature" female compatriot must use every month.

On the sanitary napkin, it is commonly known as the "big aunt".

Well, this is really nothing to be embarrassed about, the fact is that Chen Wei and Xie Ling are in their menstrual period, so there is blood flowing out of their bodies, this blood is not used in vain, it is not used in vain, and it is definitely more convenient and large than Wang Lu squeezing his fingers. What does the advertising slogan say - overabsorption, no leakage at all.

Wang Lu muttered: "It's a coincidence, it's actually two people who came together." Well, I used to hear that when girls live in the same dormitory, there will be some kind of wonderful physiological synchronization phenomenon, and after a long time, everyone has a similar menstrual period. Could it be that Chen Wei and Xie Ling are like this? ”

The sanitary napkins in the bag are of the same brand, and I can't tell who used it, Wang Lu was suddenly a little stunned - Xie Ling's menstrual period is coming, so she is not pregnant? !

Wang Lu has always been haunted by the inexplicable night he spent in Houlong Village, and the dream has always been entangled in his heart, but now, seeing the women's special items in the plastic bag, at least one thing is proved - even if the dream of that night is real, then Xie Ling is not pregnant.

Wang Lu couldn't tell what he felt in his heart, rejoicing? Lose? Doubt? Or is it anticipation?

He shook his head, grabbed a sanitary napkin from his bag, and wiped it on the trunk.

After wiping it a few times, Wang Lu felt that something was wrong, and shone a flashlight on the trunk of the tree—there was obviously not much blood on it. Turning over the sanitary napkin to see, it suddenly dawned on me, don't underestimate other people's sanitary napkins, this thin piece of small pieces is really high-tech, what is called "rapid osmotic absorption body" know how to say? The blood is basically absorbed by the super absorbent material inside the sanitary napkin, and there are only some semi-dry blood stains on the outer surface. …,

You're m, this is not a sponge, you can squeeze it out by squeezing it yourself.

Wang Lu couldn't cry or laugh, and he couldn't go back to the Dragon King Temple by himself, and said to Chen Wei and Xie Ling - please don't use sanitary napkins, let's shed a little for me to use.

Chen Wei is her own wife, and she may agree to her request to go home that seems absolutely perverted, and Xie Ling will definitely be kicked by her, crossing a perfect parabola in the air and being kicked to the foot of the cliff.

What to do?

Wang Lu scratched his head vigorously, and suddenly he stiffened and slapped his head--he was really stupid.

Wang Lu placed the sanitary napkin on a relatively flat stone, chopped it with an axe, chopped it into bloody pieces of various sizes, and then attached it to the tape and tied it under the walkie-talkie.

Yes, very good, if there are really zombies coming, they will definitely be attracted by this small piece of sanitary napkin, and the sound of scratching and licking can be transmitted to the Dragon King Temple through the walkie-talkie.

Wang Lu felt a little ridiculous, thinking about the last years of the Qing Dynasty, when the pigtail soldiers were fighting against foreign guns and cannons, they also used menstrual bands to wrap their feet to break the "demon law" of foreigners, but they didn't expect their unscrupulous descendants, when human beings have already flown into space, they still have to rely on women's menstruation to resist the enemy.

Sure enough, the ancients were not allowed to specialize in beauty.

Wang Lu concocted the same method, and set up a sanitary napkin & walkie-talkie cordon at key locations, including several tree posts.

By the way, the rope and plastic sheet that Xie Ling handed over to him were thrown on the tree hill, and it was not easy to work in the dark at night, so let's talk about it tomorrow.

Only then did Shi Shiran go home.

This night, under the protection of sanitary napkins, the people of Yashan enjoyed the feeling of "super peace of mind at night".

The next day, after breakfast, Wang Lu, Xie Ling, and Feng Haiqi went to the back mountain to be on guard, Zhou Chunyu continued to be forced to rest, Chen Wei was rubbing white flower oil on Zhou Chunyu's sprain, and saw that Wang Lu was dressed neatly and was about to go out, so he hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, there is something to give you." ”

As he spoke, he took out a plastic bag from the corner of the bed, hurriedly walked to Wang Lu's side, stuffed it into his hand, and said in a low voice: "This is today." ”

Wang Lu opened the bag slightly and saw that it was a sanitary napkin again.

Very "fresh" sanitary napkins.

This, frankly speaking, this is indeed needed, even if Chen Wei does not take the initiative to give it to Wang Lu, Wang Lu will definitely ask for it, the sanitary napkins pasted on the tree will not be fresh enough for a long time, and the effect of attracting zombies will be much worse, besides, I don't know when the tide of corpses in Lu Dao will recede, it is necessary to collect sanitary napkins, which is even as important as collecting food.

Wang Lu said in a low voice: "How many days are left?" ”

Chen Wei blushed with a fever, and hummed in a low voice like a mosquito: "I just came, Xie Ling, she has been a few days, and that- is almost over." ”

The combat reserve is insufficient. There's no way, the production can't keep up, and this thing doesn't mean that it exists.

Wang Lu wrapped the plastic bag very cherishedly, turned around and hurried into the kitchen, and put the plastic bag in the freezer of the refrigerator.

You're m, this guy actually puts sanitary napkins in the refrigerator! There is still pork and other food in this refrigerator!

It's disgusting and perverted! -- But Wang Lu didn't think so.

It's a big deal, isn't it blood?

In order to preserve blood for a long time, the blood bank is not also kept in the freezer.

Otherwise, what do you want? Put it outside? It was dry in a day or two. How do you attract zombies?

This thing should be put in the refrigerator, Chen Wei and Xie Ling's sanitary napkins must be frozen and stored in the past few days, otherwise, it will be a crime.

A crime against the lives of all people on the cliff mountain.

If it weren't for the inconvenience of operation, Wang Lu even thought about suggesting that Chen Wei and Xie Ling not use sanitary napkins and find a way to directly preserve the discharged body fluids, after all, the super absorbent layer of sanitary napkins still affects the volatilization of blood odor.

It's just that with this proposal, Wang Lu will definitely be kicked away by Xie Ling in a parabola - counting birds and counting birds.

Wang Lu placed the sanitary napkins, went to the back mountain with Xie Ling and Feng Haiqi, and entered the forest, and everyone went to collect the walkie-talkie hanging on the tree last night.

Although it is said that hanging the walkie-talkie on the tree during the day is more conducive to maintaining vigilance, after all, the battery power is limited, so it still has to be taken off during the day and sent to the Dragon King Temple to be charged and then used at night.

Feng Haiqi quickly saw the fragments of sanitary napkins attached to the walkie-talkie, he nodded, and muttered: "Good way." "Just pick up the walkie-talkie.

Wang Lu was very pleased, worthy of being a person who came from the rain of bullets, and knew that in order to survive, no matter what kind of dirty methods and methods should not be blamed. …,

After receiving the walkie-talkie, Xie Ling carried it back to the Dragon King Temple to recharge, and before leaving, Feng Haiqi stopped her: "Xiao Xie, when you come back later, please bring the hoe and nail rake, by the way, it would be better if there was a shovel." ”

Xie Ling responded and hurried away.

Wang Lu was a little puzzled: "Lao Feng, fighting zombies in this woodland, it is appropriate to use a short weapon like a hand axe, and a long-handled weapon like a hoe can't be opened, and it will hit a tree at every turn." ”

Feng Haiqi nodded: "Xiao Wang, you're right, it's just that I want Xiao Xie to take a hoe and nail rake, not to kill zombies, but to dig pits." ”

Wang Lu was stunned.

Feng Haiqi explained: "This is also what I just thought. Our back mountain is still a bit steep, if we can dig a trench like an anti-tank trench, we can basically block the zombies, they will be planted in the ditch, and they will definitely not be able to climb out. ”

Wang Lu was speechless - brother, do you know how much work is required to dig an anti-tank trench that you said? Maybe the tide of corpses has receded, and we haven't dug up a prototype. Besides, in order to save food now, everyone eats two dry and one thin, that is, barely maintain physical vigilance, where can they have the physical strength to do such heavy hard work. This idea is.

Feng Haiqi saw the disdain in Wang Lu's eyes, but he didn't care, and still explained: "I also know that the amount of trenching in Ludao is too large, and it is not necessary, but we can dig a pit." ”

Wang Lu couldn't help it, and forcibly interrupted Feng Haiqi and said: "Old Feng, of course I know that with the activity ability of zombies, if you dig a deep enough pit, you can completely trap them in it." But if you want to dig enough pits along the entire cordon, the amount of work is not much less than the anti-tank trenches you mentioned. ”

Feng Haiqi didn't care about Wang Lu's rebuttal, and still said good-naturedly: "What if the pit I said is only so big? As he spoke, he held out his two hands and gestured.

Wang Lu looked at Feng Haiqi's hands and was stunned, the size of the two hands circled was a little bigger than the shoes of ordinary adults.

Wang Lu didn't know what to say-Feng Haiqi, was this a joke? Such a small pit that even a rabbit can't get in!

But when he looked up at Feng Haiqi's eyes, he was surprisingly serious.

He took it seriously.

Wang Lu thought about it carefully: "Lao Feng, your pit is a bit like the trap that those monkeys used to fight against US imperialism during the Vietnam War. But the traps were filled with sharp knives or bamboo knives, and they were smeared with feces, which mainly killed the US imperialists and infected the wounds in the later stage, and could not make the other party fatal on the spot. But you know, zombies don't care if they have a knife in their feet. ”

Feng Haiqi said: "I naturally know this. In fact, there are no sharp knives and bamboo knives in this kind of pit. He explained in detail: "The mouth of the pit does not need to be too big, more than 30 centimeters is about the same, and it does not need to be too deep, as long as it is about 10 centimeters, if the enemy is rushing over, stepping on the pit, he will immediately fall and sprain his feet and neck, although it will not kill people, but the combat effectiveness will definitely be greatly affected." Of course, if you are dealing with zombies, the pit should be dug a little deeper, preferably 60 cm, because the pit is narrow and deep, and the zombies are standing on the slope, and one leg is stuck in the pit, with its flexibility, it is difficult to pull out the leg by itself. Of course, if you can sprain its feet and neck, it can also play a role in retarding it. ”

Wang Lu understood, and slapped his palm: "This kind of pit doesn't need to be dug all over the mountains, just dig a few around this sanitary napkin." Our pit is a blind cat, and the zombie is a dead mouse, and one of them is in the pit. ”

Feng Haiqi nodded: "There are too few people on the mountain, so I can only think of more such damage tactics to deal with zombies." ”

Wang Lu Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled: "Lao Feng, you are too modest, what is a bad move, being able to deal with zombies is a good move." ”

After a while, Xie Ling came back with a hoe and a shovel, but the shovel was not big, it was a small hand shovel for gardening.

Feng Haiqi held a small shovel and tried to dig a few times, he was very satisfied, the shovel was too big, and the pit mouth was bigger, so it was convenient for this small shovel.

Xie Ling listened to Wang Lu's introduction and was also quite interested.

Everyone worked together to dig a hole next to the walkie-talkie and try it out.

The pit was dug quickly, a little wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and Feng Haiqi also habitually picked up a few branches with leaves and covered them at the mouth of the pit.