The strongest reserve for the doomsday

"Ping Pong Bell ~ Ping Pong Bell ~ Ping Pong Bell ~"

The shuttle bullet of the Taoist chief passed directly through the entire guest room, and all of them hit the glass opposite.

Originally, the exterior wall of the hotel, the tempered glass with a thickness of 3 or 4 cm, was hit by the shuttle bullet of the Taoist chief, shattered one after another, and fell down to the bottom of the building.

At this time, the fat man also hurriedly shone a flashlight into the room, but he didn't find anything strange in this room, so he asked

, "Dao Chief, there don't seem to be zombies in this room." The

Taoist chief unloaded the empty magazine, and then

with a "click~"

sound, he loaded a magazine with a full of 30 rounds.

Then he returned:

"Oh, no, isn't this a very normal thing? Lao Tzu, this is called a bright sword! Let the zombies here see Lao Tzu's firepower first, so as not to let the stunned green zombies who don't know anything come and send them to death." Shoot the empty gun, this old man can be regarded as compassionate!

" The fat man said "oh~"

in confusion

, and then glanced into the room of 508.

The Taoist saw in front that the fat boy was still in front of 508, so he hurriedly shouted:

"Fat man, what are you looking at? Hurry up and start work!"

Then the Taoist took a flashlight and shone the door of 512.

The door of this room is not as clean as on the ground, but there are some subtle spider silk in the corners.

There are cobwebs in this corner, which means that no one has opened this room for a long time.

Otherwise, as soon as you open the door, the cobwebs will break.

This is also good news for the Taoist chief.

In the apocalypse, the experience of choosing a hotel room has really brought a lot of benefits.

Just as the Taoist chief was looking at the door of room 512, the fat man also walked over at this time, and then took a flashlight to shine the door lock of room 512.

This door lock still looks very advanced, because it doesn't look like a door lock should look like it should be, but more like a combination lock for a safe.

There are more than 10 white buttons densely inlaid on it, and above the buttons, there is a small electronic screen, as well as a logo marked with the card logo.

This kind of lock, although strange, but also a lock, the Taoist chief estimated that the fat man this kid, stealing chickens and dogs must be a lot of things, this kind of lock should also have a way to solve, that is, on the side, holding hands to watch a good show.

I saw that the fat man just glanced at it, shook his head, and said:

"I don't know if this door lock has mechanical holes, and I can't see it from the outside." TMD seems to be able to only use Lao Tzu's mastery!" At

this time, the Taoist chief was also interested, so he asked

, "What kind of mastery?"

The fat man smiled, and then raised the crowbar vertically, and then pointed the arrow of the crowbar downward, aiming at the door lock and smashing it down.

"Bang~",

a layer of plastic shell on the outside of this smart door lock, even with half of the lock cylinder inside, was smashed down by the fat man.

When he got here, the fat man didn't seem to be too lazy to crack the lock cylinder inside, so he turned the crowbar sideways, pointed the pointed end at the lock cylinder, and poked it inside:

"Bang~"

sounded, and the entire lock cylinder was stabbed into the house.

Then the fat man was holding a crowbar and shouted to the chief:

"It's done!"

The chief had no choice but to smile on the side, the efficiency of unlocking is very good, and it can be done in 2 seconds.

But this may have to pay for the door afterwards.

The Taoist then cleaned up the mess and walked into the house.

The gate has been completely destroyed by the fat man, and the possibility of repairing it is not high, even if it is repaired, it is estimated that it is useless.

So the chief had no choice but to tie up a TV cabinet behind the door, this accident is about 200 pounds, blocking the back of the door, it should still have some effect.

But it's just a bit of a hassle to open and close the door.

It was already 5 o'clock in the evening, and the flashlights of the Taoist chief and the fat man shone through the window, and they could see that it was still snowing heavily.

Since there is no electricity in the house, I now rely on a strong flashlight for my activities in the house.

Since the window here is outside the street, inside the room, although this is the 5th floor, the light can still shine far away, and the zombies may not be able to climb up when they see it.

Therefore, after tearing off the film on the bed, the Taoist chief beckoned the fat man to turn off the lights quickly.

Then the chief walked to the bathroom in the dark, wanting to see if there was any water here.

Unfortunately, the tap water in this hotel is not a separate system, and when you turn on the tap, not a drop of water comes out.

In the backpack of the Taoist chief, there are still a few bottles of mineral water brought by the base, but these waters are resolutely not used until the last resort.

So the Taoist took out the kettle from his backpack, the kettle that Alice had drunk half of the water by Coodong~.

The tea leaves in it have been brewed very badly, and now they taste quite bitter.

The Taoist just took a bite, and it was a lot fresher in an instant, and he felt that the whole person was about to soar into the sky.

"Water, water, water,"

the Taoist chief shouted out inexplicably.

And at this time, the fat man was already lying on the bed, holding his hands and resting.

Hearing the Taoist chief's nervous chatter about water and water, he also replied: "Isn't

it water flying all over here?" "

Damn, don't you say it earlier!"

After the fat man's reminder, the Taoist chief also suddenly noticed that what was flying outside was not water?

So he walked to the edge of the balcony.

It's 5 o'clock in the evening, but the white snow reflects most of the light, so you can still get a good look.

I saw that half of the balcony was now covered with almost 20 centimeters of snow.

The Taoist took the tactical pot from his backpack, then brushed off the top layer of snow with his hands, then turned the pot sideways, collected the middle layer of snow, and then compacted it with his hands.

When it was pressed to the point where it could no longer be pressed, the Taoist chief took back this full pot of snow.

Then I looked around, dismantled the partition of a wardrobe, and then lit a bonfire in the bathroom, put this tactical pot and pan on the bonfire, and after a while the snow melted, and the Taoist chief took some snow from the outside and poured it into the boiling water, and after less than 3 or 5 minutes, it was filled with a pot of hot water.