Survival [End Times]

Lin Shuangfeng and Zhou Junfang were very skillful. They peeled six insect corpses in the morning and cleaned them up without any blood.

Drinking water was precious at home. Lin Shuangfeng and her friends used small brushes to clean them carefully. It took a lot of effort, but the effect was obviously good. If you smelled it closely, you could not smell the blood.

Yu Heng put down the insect shells and went to see the burning insect corpses. The shelled insect corpses were thrown into the dry swimming pool in the backyard. At this time, they were almost burned.

He stirred the fire with a stick a few times to make it all burn.

The short gap without insects was a rare free time. For Yu Heng, free time meant that he could practice. So when Lin Rongbiao came out, he saw his son doing exercise there again.

He was so diligent that even an old father felt ashamed. He counted on his fingers and realized that he had not practiced for a long time, so he just practiced with his son.

He had forgotten a lot of moves, but fortunately, he was his own son, so he didn't need to be embarrassed, just ask directly.

The two stood in the corridor and practiced physical fitness, and suddenly heard a rustling sound. Yu Heng looked up and saw a large mass of something falling from the gap in the electric fence, with a burst of burnt fragrance.

"Another little bug crawled in." Lin Rongbiao walked over to see, and it was indeed a palm-sized bug, "It's so fertile."

It was obvious that these bugs were just born, but when poked, the shells were hard.

Yu Heng said: "They should have eaten living things." Otherwise, they should have soft shells.

He swept the whole mass away with a broom and went back to continue practicing.

When Lin Shuangfeng and Zhou Junfang came out, if they didn't need to kill the bugs, they would continue to peel and bake the bug shells.

This was their relatively comfortable life.

However, with bugs everywhere now, such relatively peaceful moments were very rare. Most of the time, they had to face bugs that didn't know which direction they came from and climbed up the villa.

Although all four of them can use guns, using guns does not mean mastery. As mentioned earlier, the changes in the insect's head and neck not only bring visual nausea, but also make it more difficult to aim during the actual killing process.

The head rotates frequently, making it even more difficult to aim at the compound eyes. Besides, Lin Rongbiao and the other two are all beginners, and their reaction speed cannot keep up with the speed of the insect's movement.

So for the three of them, it is easier to use large insects. For small ones, they can't aim accurately nine out of ten times because of the high electric net.

Yu Heng can't do anything about this. The skills and precautions have been taught, and the rest can only rely on their own practice and understanding.

Yu Heng doesn't know how many living people are still in this villa area, but he only knows that the number of attacking insects is increasing.

On March 19, the electric net collapsed on a large scale and could no longer be started.

When it collapsed, it was midnight. Yu Heng saw on the surveillance TV that a large area of ​​the electric net fell to the ground with the fat insects, and the crackling current illuminated the darkness and the red eyes of the insects.

The surveillance TV had no sound, but different images from different directions showed the scene of insects falling to the ground with the electric grid. Yu Heng seemed to be able to hear the rustling noise of the insects' hard shells rubbing against the ground.

They began to crawl.

Yu Heng first went to the gate and waited. There was an iron slide 50 cm wide and 50 cm long on the top of the gate.

He pushed open one layer, and there were three more layers behind. After pushing open the last layer, the cold air outside the house rushed towards him. Stepping on the footrest on the wall, Yu Heng stretched out his hands to stabilize himself, and then stuck his head out.

Below was the gate, and a bug had already crawled over in a swagger. This bug was obviously more than two meters long, big and disgusting. Its ugly head looked around like a thief, and then raised it to face Yu Heng.

The silent bullet cut through the air and shot straight away. The bug twisted its long neck to avoid it, but it was directly hit by another bullet.

"Chi!!"

The bug screamed and fell to the ground sideways.

The scream before death attracted other companions. Yu Heng narrowed his eyes and fired with both hands at the same time, barely resisting the attack of the bugs.

The original gate of the main building of the villa was about three meters high and two meters wide. When the gate was open, it was very spacious and bright, and it looked very grand. But it was later demolished during the renovation.

The gate was refilled with cement and sand, becoming only two meters by eighty centimeters in size, and a double-layer copper door was installed.

Not to mention how ugly it was, but for Yu Heng, safety was enough, and good looks were useless.

The door hole specially opened above the door played a role at this time. Yu Heng killed all the bugs approaching the gate and went to the second floor again - yes, when renovating, he was so crazy that he sealed up the entire first floor. Except for the gate and the sniper hole on the door, and the exhaust vents in the kitchen and bathroom blocked by heavy iron bars, there were no windows at all.

The second floor is the same, but there are more small windows than the first floor, so if you want to shoot insects in other directions, you can only go to the second floor.

No wonder Lin Rongbiao almost dropped his chin when he saw the renovated villa, it was really too ugly.

When Lin Rongbiao and his friends got up the next day, they were shocked by the insect corpses all over the floor on the surveillance TV.

"The power grid was broken last night? Heng'an, why didn't you wake me up?"

"You stayed up all night by yourself?" Lin Shuangfeng felt very distressed, blaming herself for sleeping so deeply that she didn't even notice it.

"I can do it myself, so I didn't call you."

Yu Heng repeatedly assured that he would wake them up in time to help in the future, and then he opened this article.

There was something more important that caught everyone's attention - the power grid was out of service, so they only had two layers of protection left. If the bugs broke through the door and the wall, they would only have the underground safe room, which was also reinforced.

Lin Rongbiao felt great pressure, and he said to his wife and Zhou Junfang: "We have to work harder." Only by improving our shooting skills can we protect our home!

Four people, divided into four directions, each sticking to their own posts.

In fact, shooting bugs like this is much more convenient and safer than shooting outside the house. I don't know if it's the psychological sense of security that played a role, but the shooting skills of Lin Rongbiao and the other two have greatly improved, and they firmly guard the area they are responsible for.

When the heavy snow covered the ground, the frequency of bug activity decreased significantly.

In previous years, there were often snowy days after the beginning of winter, but this year's weather was not normal. It was not until the first month of the year, and it was already March, that such a heavy snow fell.

However, this snow was welcomed by everyone. After the snow, the speed of the bugs crawling slowed down and the intensity of their attacks weakened. The Lin family was finally able to take a breath.

Under the heavy snow, the hatching speed of insect eggs was also affected, so the reproduction of the new generation of insects was also delayed.

In general, except for the lower temperature and the need to use more electricity to turn on the heater, the benefits of heavy snow are obvious.

In their spare time, they used it to sew insect shell armor. Before, Grandma Lin took time to sew while taking care of the children, and the progress was slow. Now several people worked together, but they finished it all in one day-well, except for Lin Rongbiao, who couldn't even hold a needle.

He was shocked to see his son picking up a needle and thread.

However, Lin Hengan has always been a person who likes to play with everything, so it is normal for him to sew clothes. Yu Heng just found an excuse to fool him.

After sewing the armor, the whole family, including the little Zhou Ping, put it on.

It is called armor, but it is actually a whole set of clothes, which only exposes the fingers, ankles and head, and even covers the neck. The style is a bit big, just to be worn outside the heavy clothes. After all, the source cannot be thought about in detail, and I dare not wear it when I think about it. It is acceptable to make it bigger and put it outside.

After putting them on, they never took them off again.

In Yu Heng's words, "It will be too late to put them on when you need them." Lin Rongbiao agreed: "Just wear them, we're not taking a shower now anyway."

What kind of words are you talking about?

Lin Shuangfeng hit him: "What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Hehehe."

For the Lin family, this snow is a blessing, but it may not be the same for others.

There are still many residents in the villa area. After all, all villas in the villa area have underground safety rooms. Some people use underground safety rooms as warehouses, but at this time, they must move in.

Although it is safe, it will be very difficult to bear when the power is completely cut off at home later.

Only those who are well prepared can make themselves live safer and more comfortable in this doomsday.

Once again rejecting the request of strangers to move in, Yu Heng knew that the people in the Lin family had actually loosened up.

Although Lin Rongbiao still agreed not to let outsiders in, from his expression, he was also very entangled.

He was already the toughest in the Lin family. If he also gave in, Yu Heng would have to stick to being the bad guy.

He went to talk to Lin Rongbiao specially. There was no need to say much. He only talked about Grandma Lin and Zhou Ping. One old and one young, they had no power to resist. What if someone with bad intentions came in?

These words made Lin Rongbiao fall into deep thought, and he broke out in a cold sweat. His sympathy was scared back at once.

He looked at his son with some emotion. In just over a month, his son had been giving him surprises. This made him feel fortunate again that he did not force him to go abroad. If he didn't like to study, then he didn't like it. As his mother said, if the east is not bright, the west will be bright. It doesn't matter if he is not good at studying. When the child grows up and finds something he likes, he will grow up.

Sure enough, his son's performance during this period made him look sideways and embarrassed.

His son has always been simple-minded, thinking only about the safety of his family, but he almost deviated from his original purpose.

"When I was studying, I learned a saying that people are good at birth. Now I finally understand it." He thought he was a shrewd old man, but he was still soft-hearted.

Yu Heng smiled: "Dad, because we are doing well, your thoughts are normal."

In fact, Lin Rongbiao's thoughts are the most common thoughts of ordinary people. If they are doing well, whether out of superiority or kindness, they will want to help others. Unlike himself, he always weighs gains and losses rationally.

He is no longer as entangled as before whether he is a bad person or not. The environment has made him, and in order to survive, he will also adapt to the environment.

Good person? Bad person? Where is the clear dividing line?

Yu Heng couldn't help but chuckled as he left Lin Rongbiao's bedroom first. He must have been infected by Lin Rongbiao. Why did he suddenly think about philosophical problems so emotionally?

It turns out that there are too many good days.

Yu Heng, who felt that he was too leisurely recently, went out to kill insects.