When the base sends troops, you must first take care of your own gate and put a bunch of machine gun fortresses. This is the iron law that Wang Lu used to play interstellar.

There are many gravel on the cliff mountain, and Wang Lu's family worked together to pile up a pile of stones the size of a basin in the narrowest part of the mountain road.

Wang Lu also used a tree stick as a lever, and was stunned to sled a large bluestone the size of a gas bottle onto the mountain road.

This is the most primitive tool for defending the city, the stone.

Wang Lu told Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an: "If a zombie comes up, throw these stones down, even if you can't kill them, there is a cliff on the right side of the mountain road in front, and smashing the zombies down is also a victory." If you can't hold it—" he patted the big bluestone beside him, "and sled this stone down, and this stone is enough to block the entire mountain road." ”

Chen Wei nodded: "Go down and be careful, you really can't beat it, just flee back, anyway, this field is big enough, if we want to pick vegetables, just try to stay away from that farmer zombie." ”

Wang Lu grinned: "Don't worry, I won't do it." ”

Saying goodbye, Wang Lu turned around and slowly descended the mountain.

Chen Wei stood at the top of the mountain road, watching Wang Lu turn around and disappear, and then turned around and shouted to Wang Bi'an, who was running in and out of the stone cave curiously: "What are you running around, go home quickly, and guard the iron gate." ”

Wang Lu went down the mountain without any danger and ran all the way to the Yinjiang River where the family went ashore yesterday, where the boat was still bolted. I got off shore, got on the boat, and rowed to the other side.

Wang Lu walked along the ridge and touched the field where the farmer zombie was located in the telescope on the cliff mountain.

As he passed a farm tool shed in a field, Wang Lu paused.

This kind of shed, made of felt, rainproof cloth, and bamboo strips can be found everywhere in the fields.

It is used by farmers to keep some small farming tools in their hands.

Wang Lu saw that the rainproof cloth on the farm tool shed was open, and the inside was unobstructed.

Wang Lu stopped. I walked over and rummaged through it, and there was a small flower hoe, a pair of rubber rain boots, a straw hat, and a long dung spoon.

Although chemical fertilizers were used for farming in the past, some old farmers still habitually buried a water tank in the field and put some farm fertilizer in it. This long manure spoon is used to fertilize the crops.

Wang Lu picked up the small flower hoe and checked it in his hand, it was too light and too short.

He picked up the dung scoop again and pressed it in his hand, and the top of the somewhat heavy, thick bamboo pole was a spoon the size of a small washbasin made of thick wooden boards.

Wang Lu tried to wave it, good guy, it really has some weight.

Okay, it's better than bare-handed.

Anyway, you can also play a few tricks with the hoe in the hand of the farmer zombie. Don't seek to hurt the enemy, only seek self-preservation.

Holding a long dung spoon majestically, Wang Lu walked forward.

In a field of broad beans, Wang Lu finds the farmer zombie.

The broad bean bush was more than half a man tall and grew luxuriantly, and the zombies stood in it, like a harmless scarecrow.

Wang Lu quietly squatted down, found two adjacent small trees on a ridge, took out a ball of fishing line, and made a tripwire between the trees.

This fishing line was brought from the bonsai park last time. Sometimes, the old way is the good way.

Wang Lu repeats his old tricks, standing behind the tripping horse, shouting and teasing the farmer zombie.

As expected, the farmer zombie pounced on Wang Lu.

He still dragged a hoe upside down.

Wang Lu wanted to turn around and run, and somewhat distance himself from the farmer zombies.

But I found that something was not good.

The farmer zombie did not chase along the ridge, but took a big stride and rushed directly from the broad bean field.

Depend on! Petty bourgeoisie is killing people.

Walking along the ridges in the fields is something that only the urban idiot petty bourgeoisie who likes to sing "walking on the country road" does.

What farmer doesn't step around the field barefoot when farming!

Seeing the farmer zombies running straight from the field, Wang Lu didn't dare to hide far.

If you go backwards, the zombies will be able to avoid the stumbling blocks and catch up with them.

It's better to stay behind the tripwire and force the zombies back to the intended route.

Wang Lu raised the dung scoop, strengthened his courage, stood in place, and shouted at the zombies: "Come on! Come on! ”

It is not only a teasing, but also a boost for yourself.

The zombie finally changed its path, and when it approached the king road, it rushed to the ridge.

Got it!

Wang Lu took a step back.

The zombie tripped on the fishing line, and the small trees on both sides shook violently, and then, the zombie fell on the ridge, and then turned over and fell into the field. ,

The hoe that the zombie had been dragging upside down in his hand came out of his hand.

Well, now is the time!

Wang Lu jumped up with an arrow, raised the dung scoop, and smashed it at the zombie's head.

Boom.

All of a sudden, sturdy one.

The bamboo pole in Wang Lu's hand even rebounded.

The zombie's head is good.

The wooden dung scoop is ineffective against zombie attacks.

Completely ineffective.

Wang Lu panicked, and hurriedly raised the dung spoon to try to smash the zombie's leg.

The zombie grabbed the dung scoop!

That's right. The farmer zombie stretched out his hand, lightly and dexterously, and grasped the spoon-shaped head of the dung spoon.

Then, it's a round of hands.

Wang Lu's palm was hot and painful.

The bamboo pole of the dung spoon had come out of his hand and was in the hands of the zombies.

Playing with a dung spoon, Wang Lu, who is the editor of the office website, how can he be the opponent of the farmer's uncle!

Wang Luwei screamed, turned around and ran.

This time he learned wisely, and instead of following the ridges, he rushed straight through the fields.

It doesn't matter if you're stepping on greens or turnips.

Run for your life!

Wang Lugao ran in the field with one foot and one foot low, listening to the roar of the farmer zombie who followed closely behind, and regretted that even his intestines were blue.

Empiricism, bookishness kills people.

What does it mean to adapt measures to local conditions, and what does it mean to know the way differently from person to person?

That's a living lesson.

Last time in Bonsai Park, Wang Lu used a tripping horse to deal with an old zombie who was so old that he was about to burp.

And the farmer zombie chasing behind him is strong and healthy all year round, not to mention that he has mutated into a zombie, even when the prototype is still an ordinary person, three or four Wang Lu can't beat him.

Moreover, the old zombie fell from the rockery.

But although the farmer zombie ate the plot of the tripping horse, it was in the mud field that fell.

It's no different from falling on the couch.

Wang Lu swore that if he escaped this time, he would no longer be self-righteous.

Fortunately, the little life can still be saved.

In front of you is the Yinjiang River, as long as you jump into the water, there will be no trouble.

Wang Lu's two fat legs moved faster.

At this moment, the rice in the front rice field swished and shook. Something seemed to be coming out of the field.

Wang Lu's legs are weak, and this time he is dead!

It's too late to escape if you want to change directions.

The rice bushes trembled even more!

With a bang, the rice at the edge of the rice field split to both sides and a head popped up.

He has horns on his head and a beard on his chin.

It's a goat!

Wang Lu's legs, which were already soft and sore, suddenly gained strength again, and in a few steps, he ran past the goat that had just emerged.

He didn't forget to shout: "Zombie brother, please eat mutton." Brother, my meat is coarse and not delicious. ”

I don't know if I understood Wang Lu's words, or was attracted by the goat in front of me, the zombie who had been chasing after him really stood still, it hesitated, let go of Wang Lu, who had run away, and turned to pounce on the goat that was still standing stupidly.

Wang Lu had already run to the Yinjiang River, and when he looked back and saw this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief and slowed down.

But soon, his mouth opened—widely.

The zombie pounced on the goat, held it down, and opened its mouth to bite.

The goat bleated suddenly, kicked on its hind legs, and kicked on the zombie's face, and the zombie fell backwards and fell to the ground.

No way! Wang Lu blurted out.

But the greater surprise was yet to come.

After the goat corpse escaped, it did not escape, but lowered its head, aimed at the zombie who was struggling to get up in the field, and hit it again.

Wang Lu even heard the goat's horns slamming into the zombie's chest, with a muffled thud.

Zombies have been hit again!

The goat turned and trotted a few steps, turned around neatly, lowered his head, and after a short run, hey, again.

It hit hard. Wang Lu saw that the farmer zombie's chest was sunken.

Damn, if this person were alive, he would have vomited blood and would have been unconscious

What a goat? It's a green fuel version of a scooter.

Look at the zombies struggling in the fields, and then look at the goats that are still kicking their hind legs and fighting spirit.

Wang Lu suddenly shouted: "Brother goat, you resist, brother will come immediately." ”

As soon as he turned around, he ran wildly towards the way he had just escaped.

After a while, Wang Lu ran back out of breath again, but there was one more thing in his hand - it turned out to be in the hands of a zombie, and when he tripped over a tripping rope, he threw off the hoe in the field.

Although it is used to grow crops, but after all, it is an iron guy, Wang Lu reversed the hoe, and smashed his head against the zombies who fell in the field.

From time to time, goats come to the side to give a "head hammer" to the zombies that are about to struggle.

One man and one sheep worked together, and finally, Wang Lu's hoe smacked and smashed the zombie's head.

Because he was not at ease, Wang Lu used the tip of the hoe again to slash the neck of the zombie who was already motionless a few times, until the whole neck was broken, and then he dropped the hoe in his hand.

Wang Lu sat down on the ridge.

Beside him, the goat bleated at Wang Lu a few times.

Wang Lu spread his hands: "Brother Goat, I don't want to go against you, you can leave if you want." ”

But the goat did not go, but took a few steps closer to Wang Lu, stretched out his head, and licked Wang Lu's hand.

Wang Lu was stunned for a moment, and with his backhand he picked up a green vegetable from the ground and put it to the goat's mouth, the goat sniffed it and ate it one bite at a time.

"Who's raising this sheep, it's better than Pikachu!" Wang Lu muttered to himself.