The finger bones were wrapped around a few times with strips of cloth to prevent slipping, and they picked two thicker steel pipes that Chen Hu and the others found from the iron shop and cut them off with a short sword.

Wang He picked up a stone and smashed the truncated steel pipe flat, barely able to use it as a scabbard, otherwise, inserted in his waist, even the belt would be broken, if he accidentally injured himself, the two petals would become four petals...

Seven people, one of them had a short sword, the longest two were pinned to Wang He's waist, and the rest were spears.

In addition to some square, round, thick and thin steel pipes, some thick iron wires were found in the iron shop, nothing was found, not even the hair of a tool was seen, but fortunately there was a corpse claw sword now, otherwise these people would have to die of sorrow.

Use a sword to cut the steel pipe short as a spearhead, drill a few holes in the steel pipe and ash rod, thread it through and screw it to prevent the spearhead from falling off, and then smash the front end of the spearhead flattened, sharpen it with a corpse claw sword, and a spear is ready, and seven long hairs are concocted in the same way, and the remaining materials are not wasted, and each person makes two short spears.

"Brother, if you let us move back so many ash rods, we won't need them." Chen Hu looked at the dozens of thick and thin wooden poles on the ground and asked.

"Who said it wouldn't be needed?" Wang He smiled and instructed a few people to pick out more than 30 thick wooden poles and cut them into a length of one meter, eight to two meters.

sharpened the two ends of a short steel pipe, and stabbed it into the cross-section of the wooden pole with one end, and with his strength, it was only halfway through it by twisting and turning, and then handed it to Chen Hu and pointed to a wall 30 meters away and said:

"You've seen the Olympics, right? Does the Javelin know? Throw it ......"

"Bang~" sounded, and the wooden pole was slammed into the wall, you must know that this is a brick wall 30 meters away, and it was not Wang He who shot with inhuman strength, but Chen Hu, who was stronger than ordinary people.

In order to be able to throw farther and increase the lethality, they also cut one side of the gun into a cone, and cut some wood chips to fix them in front of the throwing gun with tape to increase the weight.

Then he burned the few grenades and some filled with gasoline and high liquor. The flask is also tied up.

There are about 10 thin wooden sticks left, Wang He did not waste them, all of them were cut into about 90 centimeters, one end was carved out of the groove, one end was covered with the teeth that were cut out of the hole, and then slightly fixed with thin wire, and more than 30 toothed arrows without arrow feathers were ready.

"You don't have a bow now, why do you make such arrows?" Wu Ting, who took the corpse claw sword and dug out the hole for a long time for the teeth that had been on her back all the way, shook her sour hand and asked.

"Didn't you notice that there was an ash rod that I didn't move?" Wang He raised his chin at one of the thickest and straightest ash rods, and said, "This thing is just right for a longbow." ”

Wang He picked up the corpse claw sword and made a few strokes, picked the not too smooth side and began to cut the wood, with the help of the sharp blade, in less than a while, a long stick with a round middle and flat sides was sharpened.

After breaking a porcelain bowl and scraping the wooden stick without burrs, he removed the shoelaces of Chen Hu and the two soldiers and tied them in the string grooves at both ends of the wooden stick, found a stick with one end in the middle of the wooden stick, and the shoelace was strangled at the other end of the stick, and put the long wooden stick into a bow shape, and then picked up the sword, repaired the upper and lower bow pieces, and made the arc more perfect.

"I'll go find some materials to make strings." Originally, it took a long time to train the bow, but now there is not much time for Wang He to do it slowly, just train a little, so as not to break it all at once.

"Aren't the shoelaces good?" Chen Hujiao pulled his military boots, held a paratrooper rope in his hand and said, "If it doesn't work, will this work?" ”

"No, it's the same as shoelaces, it's a little elastic, it's tough, strong, it's not elastic at all, it's okay if it's fine......"

Wang He frowned, and while looking around for any alternatives, he walked out of the door and walked towards the urban village.

Several people followed him, holding freshly baked spears, and began to walk around the village, cleaning up the zombies while looking around, like devils who entered the village to steal chickens and dogs......

"Brother Wang, find some glue to mend your shoes."

Wu Ting walked out of a grocery store, holding a large handful of glue in her hand, and complained: "There is nothing, only a cardboard box, in addition to glue and a tool for sewing shoes, can this glue be used to fix those toothed arrows?" ”

"The ...... who sew shoes" Wang He thought for a moment and asked, "Is there a shoe sewing thread?" ”

"Yes...... There are a lot of colors. ”

"Great...... Wang He was overjoyed, hurriedly went into the house and picked up the box and left, shouting from afar: "Let's see if there is a substitute for arrow feathers." Then the man was gone.

Leaving the six people looking at each other, they began to look for arrow feathers in despair.

A group of people were busy until dark, and the soldiers found a goose feather fan, but there were not many feathers that could be used, and Mao Mao caught a pigeon, and only a few feathers could be used.

The remaining arrows had to be replaced by tape paper glued thick and cut into feathers, and when Wu Ting and others glued the arrow feathers, the arrows were also glued.

Wang He's bowstring is almost wound, and if a layer of glue is lit on the string, it will be done, and the rest will wait for the glue to dry.

Chopping wood and boiling water, Wang He made a meal, simply filled everyone's stomachs, and rested early, preparing to leave here the next day.

As soon as the morning dawned, Wang He put on his big sword, longbow and backpack, and led everyone to drive a Jiangling pickup truck found in the village and set off south.

The route was discussed by a few men at dinner last night, and the Sentinel Company was located on the west bank of the Feng River, between the Long Street Bridge and the Central Bridge.

On the east bank of both bridges are bustling streets, with residential complexes on both sides of the streets, as well as many shopping plazas and commercial buildings, and there must be a lot of zombies.

Wang He proposed to cross the river from the Central Bridge, and a few kilometers back to the north was the Sentinel Company, on the grounds that the west side of the Central Bridge was much less crowded than the west bank of the Long Street Bridge.

Wu Ting objected, although there are few residential areas and commercial areas on Central Street, there are no alleys and paths on the road, only a few spacious streets, and if you turn north, there are two farmers' markets, if there are too many zombies, there is no place to hide.

The long street is different, after getting off the bridge to the south is a small road, the left and right sides of the road are alleys, even if there are too many zombies, you can also enter the alley to escape, so as to avoid being besieged on a large scale.

The two argued, and finally decided to look as they went, and they had to go south first anyway.

The pickup truck soon drove to the end of the newly repaired road, and through the iron fence at the intersection, you could clearly hear the low roar of the zombies on the road, as well as the countless footsteps of the Suosuo.

Wang He stood in the bucket of the pickup truck, slammed the roof of the car, and yelled: "Rush!" ”。

Wu Ting stomped on the accelerator, and the pickup truck was like a wild horse on the loose, crashing into the fence and jumping out.

The pickup truck knocked several zombies in a row, and before the other zombies were surrounded, it crashed out of more than 500 meters in one breath, and finally saw the first intersection.

Wu Ting drove westward in one direction, standing in the car bucket waving a spear to drive away the zombies that climbed the car, one did not stand firmly, and almost threw out of the car, screaming in fright.

It's not a joke if he falls, even if he tries his best to pull out the mountain and cover the world, he will have to divide the body alive.

The pickup truck drove fast, according to the previously planned route, to the next intersection to the south is the long street, if the long street is impassable, you can only turn into the alley in advance, along the river bank to the middle ring road.

Wu Ting drove the car, her eyes flashed faintly blue, and the pickup truck flickered left and right to avoid hitting the zombie head-on, so as to delay the service life of the car.

Despite this, the front of the car has been deformed. The co-pilot and several people in the back seat held short spears and kept stabbing the zombies who climbed into the car, while praying that the air intakes would not be blocked by zombie blood before the engine was damaged.

The pickup truck made a beautiful drift, turned and drove south, Wang He didn't have time to sigh that Wu Ting's driving skills were getting better and better, so he watched Wu Ting slam the steering wheel, and the vehicle drove west towards an unplanned narrow alley.

Just when a few people were puzzled, they saw from the side window that at the intersection of the south to Long Street, a bunch of cars crashed into a hill, and the mountains were full of zombies stretching out their hands and trying to climb outward.

The entire hill was jammed with the alleys they had booked and planned, no wonder Wu Ting had to turn the corner in advance.

The small alley is very narrow, barely able to pass a car, but you can see from a distance, a car is parked horizontally at the end of the alley, blocking the mouth of the alley, according to their speed, this head crashes, doomed to the destruction of the car.

"Parking! Stop, ......" Chen Hu screamed in the back seat.

Wu Ting shouted extremely calmly: "Can't stop!" Wang He......"

Wang He picked up a throwing gun, pulled out the pull ring of the grenade tied to the throwing spear, aimed at the territory of the car blocking the road, and threw it.

The gun was pierced directly under the car with the huge power of Wang He, and with an explosion, the car was blown up, just to make way out, and the pickup truck rushed out of the small alley with the wind.

At this time, the pickup truck was already driving on the highway along the Feng River, and the long street bridge was overhead, and the bridge was full of zombies, hearing the sound of car engines under the bridge, and began to jump under the bridge desperately.

Now there is only one way, to bypass these zombies who are not afraid of death, and continue south, crossing the river from the Middle Ring Bridge.

Wu Ting did not hesitate at all, and accelerated to the bottom of the bridge.

In just a hundred meters, hundreds of zombies fell down on the bridge like dumplings, and the dozens of zombies that landed first played a good role in buffering, and the zombies who fell later stood up almost unscathed.

Wu Ting rushed across the bottom of the bridge with a belt, only to hear a loud "bang", and the giant corpse that had been 5 meters high fell from the sky and almost landed on the pickup.

Rao was like this, and the pickup truck was also shocked to jump, turning the people in the car upside down, and Wang He in the car body even flipped out of the car with a few throwing guns.

As soon as Wang He landed, he didn't even have time to be in a trance, and even ran towards the pickup with a rolling belt, Wu Ting hurriedly slowed down, and when Wang He climbed into the car, the giant corpse also stood up with his head shaken, and rushed over with big strides.