The strongest reserve for the doomsday

"When I was taking a shower, I found a big water tank in the kitchen on the first floor, so I went down to boil the tap water, connected it to the water tank, and quickly set it up."

This house is weird enough, according to what the fat man said, there is a faucet in the yard on the first floor of the whole house. . . Don't have one in the kitchen? Instead, the water tank ...

I can't take care of it so much at this time, so I went downstairs to see what the water tank in the kitchen that the fat man said looked like and whether it could still be used.

This kitchen is in the room on the west side of the first floor, outside is the small courtyard, and the faucet is under the eaves of the kitchen.

Pushing open the door of this kitchen, through the snow-white light source of the LED in my hand, I can see that this kitchen is similar to the kitchen at the base in Aoyama. There is also a stove, also a cupboard, and a large water tank. But the tank is completely dry.

The fat man and I carried the tank out, then rinsed it with water, wiped it with a rag, and finally washed it clean. Carried back in.

Then use the basin to catch the water, me, the fat man and Zheng Yan, the three of us stood in a row and relayed the water. After 15 minutes, the tank was full.

I estimate that the water in this tank can last the three of us for about two weeks.

At this time, Zheng Yan told me that she had brought a few water bags from there, and she would take them down and fill them with water later. It is estimated that it can also be filled with several hundred liters of water, which adds up to enough for us to last for a month.

It's not enough. Optimistically, we have 45 minutes left, so hurry.

So I asked Zheng Yan to be at home and pick up the water bag. After receiving it, close the doors and windows, and seal the whole house.

Then I told the fat man to go to the houses in other villages to see if there were any other useful materials, especially oilcloth, plastic sheeting, tape, nails, hammers, steel plates, etc.

And I also ran to the village with the fat man, and my purpose was not those things, but fuel, wood.

In our kitchen, although there is a lot of firewood, but it is estimated that it will not take long, generally this kind of halfway up the mountainside house, the most important thing is firewood, because the back mountain, there are pine trees everywhere, although it is not allowed to cut down trees now, but it is still possible to pick up some branches. Therefore, these farmers must have a lot of firewood reserves in their homes.

Now in the sky outside, there is a scene of dusk. But now TMD is late at night! The sky in the east is fiery red, while the sky near the west is orange and gradually dimming, and the clouds in the sky are not drifting towards the south, south, north, south, and north, but directly rising and floating. The sky-high flames on the side of Little Raccoon City were still burning, and from time to time there was an explosion sound, rushing out of the flames. It is estimated that some gas stations exploded.

The fat man and I walked through this uninhabited village in this terrible apocalyptic "twilight". Due to the light after the nuclear explosion, this village was also illuminated clearly at this time.

It was very convenient for us to walk around the village.

The fat man pried open the yard of a large family, and the fat boy likes to do this kind of thing. . .

The house is about the size of our new site, a three-story structure, and the yard is all cemented. There is also a laundry station and a faucet.

The fat man looked around the yard and saw that there was nothing useful, so he walked to the west wing, where the usual farm tools and other tools would be placed.

The door to the wing room was locked, but it didn't matter. The fat man picked up the crowbar and slammed it against the door lock.

With a "click",

the door was smashed open.

Pick up the cobwebs that stand in front of you, and be afraid of the dust on your head. The fat man turned on the flashlight,

"I don't know what the chief of Nanyang wants an iron plate for... Let's talk about it after looking for it,"

the fat man muttered, and began to rummage through the cabinets. In this wing, the most things are farm tools, followed by firewood...

After a bit of sweeping, the fat man found several large pieces of metal in the corner, a bit like iron sheets. Seeing that it was not bad, I moved back:

"I'll go, it's really heavy" I

came to the door of a bungalow, not why, because this is the closest to our base, so it is easier to move firewood.

But when I walked to the door of this bungalow and looked at this secluded house, I was still a little panicked.

The hand holding the crowbar just can't get down.

"Hemp egg, it seems that I'm still too honest"

But it's just a matter of a moment, considering that I have to burn a fire to eat in the future, this is a little afraid of a bird.

Then he mustered up the courage and slammed down the door.

In fact, this break does not require so much strength at all. I smashed it like this, and I directly removed this door...

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