"Leaving?"

Bai Qing asked out loud, and when he said this, Bai Qing was in a somewhat complicated mood.

On the one hand, he wanted Fang Bai to stay, and on the other hand, he wanted Fang Bai to go.

"Well, I've probably told you some details of bow and arrow practice, and the rest of you will learn and ponder according to this textbook, and you will naturally play more.

After all, archery is fed with arrows, not taught, and it just so happens that there are enough practice arrows here that you can practice as you like.

There are basically everything you need to pay attention to and things you need to use when using a bow and arrow, so you can all take a look at it. ”

"Okay."

Bai Qing nodded and patted Fang Bai on the shoulder with his hand.

"In the future, I will still be brothers, something squeaks."

"Hmm."

Bai Qing went back to continue practicing archery, while Fang Bai came to an office on the second floor of the Archery Club.

As far as Fang Bai knew, the owner of the archery club had a compound bow that he often kept in his office, and occasionally took it down to play at the shooting range.

Fang Bai just wanted to see if this bow was still there, if he could find this bow, then this trip would not be a loss.

"Hope."

Fang Bai said softly, when he pushed open the door of the office and saw the compound bow on the table and the bow bag next to him, Fang Bai was immediately happy.

"It's really there."

Fang Bai strode over and took the compound bow in his hand.

"Thirty to seventy adjustable pounds, eighty percent labor-saving ratio, and if I'm not mistaken, he's got some good stuff in his hands....."

Fang Bai picked up the bow bag and opened it to take a look, and his face suddenly showed an excited smile.

"I knew there was!"

The bow bag contained more than thirty arrows, but these arrows were different from the following practice arrows, among which there were twenty three-edged open-bladed hunting arrows and more than a dozen open-edged spiral hunting arrows.

These hunting arrows are good stuff.

Fang Bai picked up the compound bow, and without saying a word, he directly carried the bow bag to the shooting range, and the compound bow preservation did not need to be preserved, so Fang Bai could use it directly when he picked it up.

"Nine points of strength, seventy pounds shouldn't be a big problem, right?"

Fang Bai muttered excitedly, and then directly adjusted the weight of the compound bow to seventy pounds, and then wound the arrow and open the bow!

Fang Bai easily pulled the seventy-pound bow away, reluctant to use those precious hunting arrows, Fang Bai used practice arrows.

Keeping the bow open, Fang Bai released the bowstring after aiming.

Collapse!

In an instant, the arrow burst through the air and hit the bull's-eye...... Next to the second ring.

Fang Bai smiled, although he had played with bows for a while, his talent was also good, and he was very quick to get started.

But that's just staying on the recurve bow, the compound bow Fang Bai hasn't been used yet, this is just a start, not to mention a few rings, and he is already very satisfied with being able to target Fang Bai.

Fang Bai immediately picked up an arrow again, opened his bow and shot an arrow, and the arrow pierced directly into the target.

Seventy pounds!

This is already a level that can kill zebras, large deer, and bears of all sizes.

As long as the arrow is fine, even a thinner steel plate can be directly pierced, and this power Fang Bai is quite satisfied.

And this time the results are a little better than before.

Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout! Shout!

One arrow after another broke through the air, and the landing point of the arrow was getting closer and closer to the bull's-eye, and after more than a dozen arrows, Fang Bai could directly guarantee ten rings of arrows at a distance of thirty meters.

I have to say that Fang Bai does have a lot of talent in bows and arrows, and of course, the spiritual power attribute of up to eleven points also provides some help for this.

Soon, Fang Bai's training distance changed from thirty meters to fifty meters.

Theoretically, the flat range of the seventy-pounder bow could reach two hundred and fifty meters, and Fang Bai was more than enough to shoot at a fifty-meter target at the moment.

After a period of familiarization, Fang Bai quickly rose to the seventy-meter target.

Seventy meters sounds like a short distance, but the actual distance is quite long, and at a glance, the target is only a little bit.

At a distance of 70 meters, Bai's results are not very ideal, and he can hit the target, but the ring performance is not very stable.

After practicing for about thirty minutes, Fang Bai silently replaced the seventy-meter fixed target with a fifty-meter moving target.

For the time being, the long-range accuracy is not pursued, and the 70-meter target can be practiced slowly in the future, and for Fang Bai, it is of greater significance that 50 meters can be put into actual combat.

After all, Fang Bai was used to hunt zombies, not to participate in competitions.

"Fifty meters is enough."

Fang Bai said softly, that's what Fang Bai thinks, fifty meters is more than enough to kill zombies, and it's definitely not because the seventy-meter target can't shoot accurately.

And the performance of Bai above the 50-meter moving target is very good, perhaps because of the mental agility and reaction speed brought by the strong mental power, the moving target Fang Bai at a distance of 50 meters can basically ensure that the locking, aiming, and shooting are completed in an instant, and hit the bull's-eye!

It's horrible!

And Fang Bai was very satisfied with achieving this effect in such a short time, and immediately put the bow away, after putting away the bow, Fang Bai found two portable four-tube quivers, carrying a total of eighty metal-headed arrows, and then carrying the bow bag of the compound bow, and the fully loaded Fang Bai left the bow club directly.

"Let's go home first."

Fang Bai thought for a moment before returning home with these things and returning with a full load.

Putting the bow bag at home, Fang Bai looked at this compound bow, the more he looked at it, the more pleasing it was to the eye, and the more he looked at it, the more beautiful it became.

"With this bow, it should be much easier to kill ordinary zombies.

A seventy-pound compound bow, coupled with metal-headed arrows, is simple to explode the heads of ordinary zombies, and as long as I am upstairs, fighting from top to bottom, how many zombies are just delivering food, and how many I can kill depends only on my physical strength and the number of arrows. ”

Thinking of this, Fang Bai immediately picked up two empty four-tube quivers and returned to the archery club, filled the empty quivers in the archery club, and then packed two or three hundred arrows with ropes.

At this time, the number of arrows in the family directly reached more than 400, including more than 30 excellent hunting arrows.

After sorting all these out, Fang Bai began to cook.

When eating, stand by the window and eat, and think while eating.

Looking down from the window, Fang Bai saw one street after another, as well as groups of zombies wandering on the streets, the closer to the south, the greater the number of zombie groups, which was the direction of the central city.

"Now the zombies outside feel like they are basically all in the group, forming one hunting group after another, and the zombies of one group are basically equivalent to attracting all.

And in every zombie group, there is basically a strong zombie. ”

Fang Bai felt that these were not like zombies, but like wolves, ready to hunt human wolves, they were the same as the wolves, they would also cooperate and cooperate, and they also had quite beast instincts.

The only difference is that wolves are afraid and will retreat, while these zombies will not.

Once these zombies smell the smell of flesh and blood, they will never die!