Chapter 43 This is called tossing
On the chest and face of the zombie, there were two crossbow arrows strung together, but they were not hindered at all, and they watched as they chased closer and closer.
Wang Lu carried a crossbow and couldn't take a big step.
In a panic, Wang Lu saw at a glance that in a small courtyard next to him, the security door was ajar.
Without thinking too much, Wang Lu turned around, almost crashed into the small courtyard headlong, and closed the door with his backhand.
With a bang, the zombie that was chasing after him slammed into the door.
Wang Lu leaned his back against the door, and before he could catch his breath, a shadow flashed in the corner of his eye, and an object pounced fiercely.
A big dog, a native dog raised by rural people.
With a bit of wolfdog blood, the ears are pointy and erect, the back is covered with black hair, and the tail is held high.
What's worse is that this is a zombie dog.
When it lunged at the king's road, its mouth was like a chrysanthemum (evil, you know), petals blooming, revealing rows of blade-like teeth.
Wang Lu's feet were weak, his legs were sore, and he sat down with his back against the iron door that was still being knocked by zombies.
Dead!
Wang Lu closed his eyes.
Wait for death.
This thing is so timid that when it comes to hanging needles, the nurse doesn't dare to look at the needle from the back of her hand.
For a long time, there was no tearing sensation on the body.
But in addition to the sound of zombies banging on the door, there was more sound of chains.
As soon as Wang Lu opened his eyes, what came to his face was the "chrysanthemum mouth" of a zombie dog and a low barking sound from his throat.
It's only about 10 centimeters away from your face.
But these 10 centimeters, the zombie dog struggled desperately, but it couldn't be shortened.
Around its neck, an iron chain was attached to the zombie dog, which firmly tied the zombie dog to an iron ring on the courtyard wall.
Wang Lu trembled his hands, opened the bag, took out the arrow, loaded the crossbow, and almost stabbed the crossbow into the zombie dog's chrysanthemum mouth, pulling the trigger.
The arrow went straight into the zombie dog's mouth, and an arrow peeked out of its back.
But these injuries are not enough to kill the zombie dog. Even, it struggled even more frantically, the chrysanthemum's mouth kept closing, grinding on the metal arrow shaft that was still inserted in its mouth, grinding and gurgling.
For a moment, Wang Lu raised the crossbow in his hand, as if he wanted to smash it into the head of the zombie dog in front of him.
But the last trace of clarity in his consciousness made him retract his hand.
Wang Lu turned around and looked around the courtyard for the utensils to fit his hands.
There were a few pots of flowers and trees along the wall in the yard, but they were larger, and the flower pots were bigger than the footbaths.
Suddenly, his eyes lit up. In the corner, a strange thing caught his attention, semicircular, it looked heavy, and the point was, it was a guy made of iron.
Wang Lu got up from the ground, trotted to the corner, and picked up the iron guy - it was so heavy that one hand was not enough, and he had to help with both hands.
Wang Lu carried the iron guy, returned to the zombie dog that turned around and chased after him, slashed horizontally, and smashed it down at the zombie dog.
Again and again, with a dull crash, the zombie dog's head was smashed to pieces like a watermelon.
Bang, Wang Lu threw the iron weapon in his hand to the ground, sat down with his ass, and gasped.
Finally regaining control of his emotions, Wang Lu shook his hand, pulled out the arrow from the zombie dog's closed mouth, and reloaded the crossbow.
I groped my way to the main entrance of the courtyard and pushed in.
The door, shut.
Wang Lu breathed a sigh of relief, although this was an afterthought, if there were really zombies in the main house, he would have pounced when he was busy dealing with zombie dogs just now, and he would have become a member of the zombie reserve army by now, and it was the kind of defective product with his stomach hollowed out.
Bad luck.
Luck was good.
Wang Lu kicked the corpse of the zombie dog, and then he was in the mood to carefully look at the iron guy who was smashing the dog's head in his hand just now.
After a few glances, Wang Lu recognized it.
Trap, a trap used by farmers to trap wild boars.
Yonggang City has a developed economy and farmers are also highly aware of environmental protection, and more than 20 years ago, farmers rarely went up to the mountains to burn wasteland and hunted with shotguns.
After more than 20 years of mountain closure and afforestation, not only the vegetation in the mountain is lush, but also the wild animals are also abundant. The most are wild boars.
Wild boars live together as a family, and often during the harvest season, groups of people go down the mountain to graze, and even eat and arch, ruining the fertile fields one after another.
Every year, Wang Lu works on the website news, and this matter is mentioned.
Therefore, the relevant departments do not prohibit farmers from hunting wild boars. ,
The shotguns were all taken away by the police station, and the farmers used to hunt wild boars with this trap.
The beast was buried at the edge of the field or on the mountain road where wild boars frequented, and an iron chain was tied to the end, and a long iron nail was smashed deep into the ground.
After a few days, if you are lucky, you can see a wild boar lying on the ground with a trap between its legs.
This kind of big beast trap can't even break free from more than 300 catties of wild boars, which are famous for their thick skin and thick meat.
Farmers can also sell wild boars at a good price to make up for the loss of their crops, to know that only a wild boar belly, the current price is 800 yuan! The local home remedies in Yonggang are to wash the wild boar belly, cut it into pieces, dry it into powder with a simmer on the old green tiles, and take one capsule a day, which is a good medicine for stomach pain - the principle of curing the disease is because the wild boar eats a hundred herbs every day. Wang Lu had also bought wild boar belly in order to cure his mother's stomach problems before, and only God knows the effect.
Wang Lu rummaged through the beast clip, a wry smile appeared on his face, finally, there is still some harvest today.
Take this beast trap and set up an ambush in the surrounding fields under the cliff mountain, maybe you can hit the wild boar, and you will have braised pork to eat at home.
Wang Lu was having fun in the bitterness and thinking about what was wrong, fiddling with the beast clip.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration and jumped up.
This beast trap can even deal with a ferocious wild boar, and a zombie is not the same as a clip and a toothpick?
Without saying a word, Wang Lu carried the beast trap and ran to the gate.
Outside the door, the zombies were still slamming into the iron door.
Wang Lu broke the trap with all his might, and put it down against the edge of the door.
After thinking about it, he untied the chain from the neck of the dead zombie dog and knotted it with the chain on the beast trap - in this way, even if the zombie was caught by the beast trap and could still walk on crutches, it would be pulled by the chain.
After finishing his work, Wang Lu stuck to the crack of the door, looked out, and saw that the zombie had taken a few steps back, and when he was about to crash into it again, he slammed the door open, and he jumped back a few steps back.
The zombie rushed straight through the open door of the hole.
Bang.
The trap bounced.
The teeth of steel bite one of the zombie's legs.
In fact, it's not just about biting, the beast clamp force is so large that the leg bone of the zombie's calf is broken.
The zombies swooped down in the yard.
Wang Lu jumped forward, jumped in front of the zombie, almost against the zombie's head, and pulled the trigger.
With a bang, the crossbow bolt was upright and shot into the heart of the zombie's top door.
GAMEOVER!