my skynet wife

Guo Zhenbei doesn't worry much about his home in the mountains. Most of the people who stay in the village are the elderly or children who are not old enough to go to school.The relatively tall courtyard walls in the countryside, and the thousands of catties of wheat in the cement urn at home.Even if you don't leave the house for half a step, there is no problem of starving to death.The only thing he wants to know at this moment is what that quiet and peaceful mountain village will look like in such a terrifying end-time!

He put the rest of the flour in a plastic bag, and besides these, he mainly brought tools.

Very small vise that can be fixed on the table.A few boxes of 50 pieces of saw blades, various files, saw bows, rod sharpeners, and a good fitter can make anything with these simple tools.

The spare bow arm was tied to the side of the backpack. Finally, he picked up something that was heavily wrapped in cloth. He was a little unsure whether he should put it in the backpack or not.

It was a folding pistol crossbow he made from thin spring steel sheets (you can just look at it, this thing is really illegal). The reason why he couldn't make up his mind was because he knew that this thing was illegal.If people find out, I'm afraid they will have to be sentenced.He gritted his teeth and cursed in his heart.

"Go to the police, what time is this, there is no one to save me, and it doesn't matter if he broke the law or not!"

During the first week of the crisis, national broadcasts were still available on the radio.But those contents are nothing more than some comforting words, and the most comforting words are the following paragraphs.

"Residents are requested to hide indoors and store food and water as much as possible..."

"My heroic ** troops of the People's Liberation Army, in the battle to eliminate the mutated zombies in ** City..."

On the 5th day after some hope was felt in this latter passage, all was broken.Occasionally, on the small radio on the mobile phone, I can still hear some radio stations' distress broadcasts, other than that, all government communications are cut off.

Guo Zhenbei used two chopsticks to make dozens of crossbow arrows for this small crossbow.The arrow is a bit rough, and the triangle is ground on the grinding wheel with a saw blade.

Coupled with a laser pointer on a toy gun and an LED tactical flashlight from online shopping, it can easily shoot through rabbits within 50 meters.Undoubtedly, compared with his 65-pound recurve glass bow, the lethality is much lower, but it is enough to shoot some small prey.

Finally, there is a thick grinding wheel with a diameter of about 0 mm, which is not easy to find at his destination.There is also the nylon hammock he bought for 10 yuan, which is still so strong after using it for a long time.He conveniently put a board of AAA batteries into his pocket, and then began to hang up his equipment.

He had already used the quiver that was converted from a broken fishing tackle bag that he had picked up for a long time.Even if he took some imported quiver now, he might not exchange for this handy broken bag.There are about 80 arrows in it, and in the small zippered bag, there is a roll of thin nylon rope and other sundries.

Sling the quiver obliquely on the right side of the body to keep the arrow branch within easy reach.Put on the backpack, tighten the straps of the backpack, and tie the backpack tightly to the stomach with a plastic rope.

Even though it was already noon, the basement was still in almost absolute darkness.Press the LED tactical flashlight fixed under the arrow rest, which uses AAA batteries, and a beam of light illuminates the road ahead.

The steps under his feet were rubbing towards the basement door bit by bit, his eyes were fixed on the simple sight above the arrow rest, but his mouth was already panting nervously.My heart is surprisingly nostalgic for this basement full of oily smell.

"Huh...you should stay for a few more days, at least you still have some food and water...you...you are worthless, your mother is waiting for you at home!"

The hesitation in his heart made him hate himself for being a wimp, but at the same time he mustered up the courage to take a big step forward.Guo Zhenbei gritted his teeth, stretched out a hand and gently opened the iron door of the basement.

At this moment, his heart was as tense as if he was being tormented by hot oil.Twisting the doorknob and tremblingly pulling the door open, the engine oil dripping on the door hinge when it was ready to leave did not disappoint him, and there was no sound when he pulled it open.

He gritted his teeth and told himself something in his heart.

"If you die, you will die, and if you die, you will go home!"

As the door slowly opened, the low temperature outside flooded in along with the fresh air.The cold air lowered the temperature in his heart. He stopped and listened carefully.There was no sound in the garage, not even a low, weeping whimper.

Looking out from the iron door in the basement, you can see most of the yard at a glance.Of course, this has to exclude the paint room, workshop, and car repair shop.

"Huh... woo..."

The winter in the west has not yet snowed, and the dry wind brings the sound of zombies whimpering in the city.There was no one in the yard, only some blood-stained iron shovels and iron rods.

The big tree in the yard stretched out its jagged branches like withered arms.A few dead leaves sway in the wind on the branches.Layers of dead leaves on the ground covered every corner of the yard.

"This is not a good sign, there will definitely be a sound when you step down!"

With light steps under his feet, he began to rejoice that he had no money.The shoes on the feet are rubber-soled, cotton shoes that resemble sneakers, and there is no sound when walking.But if you step on the dry leaves, it is undoubtedly like calling for appetizing zombies.

"There is no movement in the yard at all, which is not bad..."

Leaning against the wall, he walked step by step to the corridor on the first floor.He knew that as long as he left this courtyard, he would not be far from the edge of the city.This is also an important factor in his decision to flee. Although he has gone to college, he is still familiar with things in the mountains.

In small counties in the northwest mountainous area, such repair shops are generally located on the outskirts of urban areas.Guo Zhenbei guessed in his heart that as long as he could run to the mountains, he would be safe.Those mountain villages with a small population are definitely not as dangerous as the cities.

"Wow...wow..."

The tense heartstrings were like a bow in his hand. Just as Guo Zhenbei relaxed a little, he suddenly heard something.This voice made his heart shrink into a ball nervously again.A fine sound came suddenly along with the wind, his scalp went numb for a while, and the recurve bow in his hand had been drawn far away.

Eyes wide open, hands trembling, footsteps ready to flee back to the basement.

Guo Zhenbei knew in his heart that if he shot an arrow in this situation, he could guarantee 100% that he would not be able to hit the target.Although the span of this small yard is not even 15 meters.

"Wow...wow..."

The small sound came again, and this time Guo Zhenbei could tell that it was just the sound of dead leaves gliding by the wind on the concrete floor.

"Thief, frighten yourself, sweat out of fright!"

Taking a deep breath, Guo Zhenbei tried his best to relax.

Listen carefully again, the sound of the wind, the creaking of big trees in the wind, and the fine sound of dead leaves sliding across the ground.If it weren't for the smell of oil in the garage, it would have felt like a graveyard at midnight.Although the noon sun above the head is emitting the light of winter without much heat.

"It doesn't look like a big problem, I'm leaving here!"

Feeling relieved, he took out another treasure he had prepared.A motorcycle rearview mirror allows him to easily observe the situation on the other side of the corner.

The first floor is a series of rooms, including the financial office, kitchen and tool room.It is said that he should bring more tools when he is going back to the mountain village.It's just that he, who wants to leave with all his heart at this moment, can't take care of so much.

Even he didn't think of using those drink bottles and various oils to make some incendiary bombs to protect himself.Right now, these are not things that Guo Zhenbei is thinking about, the only thing in his mind is.

"I want to go home!"