There is only one way to improve the hit rate, and to feed it with bullets. But not to mention the police station, even the sub-bureau does not have that much ammunition in stock. I finally fed it, but the power was not enough, and if I hit it, I couldn't penetrate the skull or it was in vain, it was really not as good as Jiao San's breathing crossbow.

However, it's better than nothing, it's not easy to shoot zombies with a pistol, and it should still be quite effective to scare people. After all, there are other survivors of the threat that will need to be faced in the future, besides zombies. Didn't the ancients say that you can't have the heart to harm people and you can't have the heart to defend people. The ancients said again, the belligerent dies, and the forgetful is in danger!

"It should be three people at night, and their dormitory is on the west side of the third floor. The civil air defense office is also on the third floor, just one room away from the security guard's dormitory. The safe is in the middle of the office, and if I'm not mistaken, there's a security door. ”

The ancients also said that it is difficult to prevent thieves! With Liu Quanyou, a thief, providing detailed information about the interior, Hong Tao probably knew what kind of building structure he would face and what kind of tools he should carry.

An electric drill is a must, and it must be charged. You also had to get two crowbars, as well as pressure pliers. Hong Tao didn't say how to open the thing, but found a few wire ropes of different thicknesses from the tool room, as well as two palm-sized steel pulleys and a large lithium battery impact drill, as well as several specifications of expansion bolts, all of which were put into the trunk of the off-road vehicle.

For the remaining half a day, Hong Tao began to make featherless crossbow arrows with all his might, and the materials were two packs of M4*400 stud bolts found in Courtyard 56, a total of 60 bolts.

Jiao San and Liu Quanyou first sharpened one end of the bolt with an electric grinding wheel, made up a batch, and then Hong Tao heated and quenched and tempered it with a blowtorch. The small courtyard suddenly became a machine shop, with the sound of stabbing metal rubbing, the roar of whirring blowtorches, sparks and flames.

"Uncle, there are two more from the west!" In addition to the adults who were busy making leather armor and crossbow arrows, Zhang Ke was not idle. He climbed the ladder to the roof of the south house, and lay behind the ridge of the house, closely monitoring the streets on the left and right with binoculars.

Once a zombie was disturbed and followed the sound, Liu Quanyou, Zhang Tao, Lin Na, and Zhou Jinlan had to put down their work and climb onto the roof, holding a steel crossbow to practice shooting.

"I shot, I shot!"

Unexpectedly, the first people to hit the target and shoot them to death were not the manly Liu Quanyou and Zhang Tao, nor the virtuous assistant Zhou Jinlan, but Lin Na, who seemed to be quiet and spoke neatly. She only used three crossbow arrows to complete the first kill of her life, and she didn't vomit, let alone be afraid, she just cheered excitedly on the roof, and almost threw the steel plate crossbow.

"The heroine of the female middle school...... You can’t judge a book by its cover...... ......"Liu Quanyou put down the steel plate crossbow and looked up to the sky and sighed, all these years of office career have made people useless, not to mention shooting moving targets, even if it is a bit difficult to pull the bow and string it, it is really not as neat as Lin Na.

"If I use a crossbow with an anchor scope, I can shoot it!" Zhang Tao's strength is no worse than Lin Na's, and his shooting enthusiasm is not low, but his glasses are a little thick, and he can't see clearly, he will definitely not be able to aim, and if he can't aim accurately, he will naturally shoot inaccurately.

"The east, the east is here again...... Get ready! Zhang Ke was the most excited, and played shooting zombies as a game, especially when there were four novices around him who had never shot arrows or killed zombies.

"Wait! If you see it clearly, shoot again, is that a zombie? Zombies can also drive motorcycles! Just when the three steel crossbows were aimed at the mouth of the alley in the east, Hong Tao stood in the courtyard and asked them to put down the crossbows again.

"It's your car, right?" You don't need to go to the room to hear the low roar of the engine, and turn your head to ask Jiao San.

"Seems so...... Old man Sun is back? Fuck, this Nima is a ruthless person, Huang Zhongye! Jiao San listened to it, although it has been rare to drive a motorcycle to blow up the street over the years, but after all, it was his own car, so he quickly heard it, and guessed who was coming, Sun Jianjian!

It was indeed Jiao San's black motorcycle that came, and it was indeed Sun Jianshe who sat on it. It's just that his appearance is a little miserable, half of his face is covered in blood, the shoulders of his gray short-sleeved shirt are stained red, and his whole body is dirty. After parking the car on the side of the road, I was left gasping for breath and neither spoke nor got out of the car.

"Old Sun, how did you get this!" Liu Quanyou is the most active, and when he opens the door, he will come forward to ask for warmth.

"Come back...... Old Sun, the wound on your body was bitten by a zombie? Hong Tao saw Sun Jianjian's appearance from a distance, so he made a look with Jiao San, one grabbed the mountaineering pickaxe, and the other wound the crossbow arrow.

"Give, give me saliva to drink......" Sun Jianshe shook his head and licked his lips.

"Here, then ......" Hong Tao took the mineral water from Chuqiu's hand, walked to a distance of four or five meters, and threw the water bottle over.

"Bang...... ......The bottle was thrown accurately, but Lao Sun's movements seemed to be a little slow, and the water bottle hit his chest and then rolled to the ground. He wanted to lower his head to pick it up, but he forgot that he was still sitting on the motorcycle, and ended up falling with the car and people.

"Goo-dong...... Gollum ...... ......"But this old man was pressed by a motorcycle on one leg, Leng didn't cry out in pain, he actually grabbed the water bottle first, unscrewed it and drank it all in one go, as if it wasn't enjoyable, and looked at Hong Tao again."

"Brother Sun, you should say something, what's wrong!" Hong Tao stretched out his hands to stop everyone from moving forward, looked back at Jiao San, and made sure that he had turned to the side position and was aiming at Sun Jianshe with a crossbow arrow, so he moved a small step forward and asked half-squatting.

"Alas...... It's hard to say, nine deaths and one life...... Oh, the wounds on my body were not from zombies, they were shot with guns...... Thankfully, the little boys weren't very good at guns, and most of the bullets flew into the sky. Otherwise...... Hey, hey, hey...... Even if my life is in their hands! ”

At this time, Lao Sun was a little more normal, stretched out the motorcycle and pulled out his legs, tremblingly caught the cigarette light thrown by Liu Quanyou, and sat on the ground and chatted with Hong Tao.

"Come, come, wash the wound with this bottle of water first...... Brother Sun, it's not that brothers are too careful, I have to be responsible for everyone. You take off your shirt and wash the wound on your head, as long as it's not bitten and scratched. ”

Hong Tao asked Chu Qiu to take two bottles of mineral water and throw them to Lao Sun, and at the same time picked the words away. I just don't believe you, if you want to live, do what I say immediately, otherwise you will die, die! However, he has secretly made up his mind that in the future, Liu Quanyou will say all this kind of words, and he can't always go to the bad guy who carries the black pot.

Sun Jianshe was not pretentious, unscrewed the water bottle and poured it on his head, cleaning the blood scab on his right hair while pouring it, and then took off his shirt. The wound on his head was indeed not a bite, nor did it look like a scratch, but more like an abrasion, and the wound was wide and regular but not deep. There were no injuries on his body at all, and the blood on his clothes was all flowing down his head.

"Come on, come on, help Brother Sun into the yard...... In early autumn, find a first aid kit to bandage ......"

Since he has not been scratched and bitten by zombies, he is still a good comrade, Hong Tao immediately changed his face, shouted and commanded, but he didn't help. Dead Dao friends don't die poor Dao, he doesn't plan to go over and take risks before he finds out what happened to Lao Sun.

"Alas, my grandson didn't see it, but I met such a group of brutes, if it weren't for Brother Jiao's fast and flexible motorcycle, I guess I wouldn't have been able to come back. Director Liu, you said that they are all people, Hong Tao is a person who changes the law to save people, they are a bad person who changes the law, what is the reason...... Hiss...... Ho ......"

Soon, the wound on Sun Jianjian's head was simply disinfected and treated in early autumn, and he was also injected with antibiotics, but tetanus injections are not available here. Taking the opportunity to deal with the wound, he also talked about the process of going to his son's house to find his grandson, and then he was in tears and sighed.

Sun Jianjian's process of going back is very smooth, there are a few zombies on the street, but they can't catch up with motorcycles, there are basically no vehicles and pedestrians on the main road, and it is usually an hour's journey, and it takes more than ten minutes to get to the side of the community.

He deserved to be a soldier, and he knew that he couldn't rush in from the main gate in a daze, so he found a secluded place, parked the motorcycle outside the fence of the community, and planned to turn over to see the situation first, and quietly enter the village to shoot.