The defense of the mourning community

Yan Shuai felt that his mother was obsessed with the pressure cooker at home because she wanted to get a new one, but the old one hadn't broken and she couldn't find a reason to convince herself to buy another one.

He originally persuaded his mother to keep the pot. After all, the pressure cooker has been working in his home for so many years.

But when Yan Shuai knew that his uncle and grandpa, whom he had only met once, had been deafened by the pressure cooker, he began to keep silent, thinking that the old man's opinion could indeed be adopted.

Especially when he went downstairs and saw the old man holding a spinning whip, Yan Shuai felt that the old pressure cooker at home should be the most reliable weapon.

When Yi Chengli followed Ling Qing downstairs, the first thing he saw were sisters, sisters, old and young men in full armor, one or two stockings filled with stones to play with sticks, kitchen knives tied to bamboo poles as bayonets.

The small cauldron at home will go to the battlefield if it can't be used on the big stove. If you hold it in your hand, the cauldron will be thrown at the head of the zombie.After a night of precipitation and thinking, for the future of their families and children, everyone is full of fighting spirit.

When they went downstairs to do warm-up exercises, they cleaned up all the snow on the road and piled up their feelings on the terrace beside them, and waited for Yi Chengli's order when they were ready to go.

But Yi Chengli stood there and couldn't believe his eyes, touched his face and asked Ling Qing: "Did I hallucinate?"

"You wait until I put on my glasses." Ling Qing, who was cleaning his glasses, said so.

"You guys are finally down." General Qin Dali came wearing a durian shell, stretched his neck and looked at the two people who came late, "We are all ready."

As soon as Ling Qing put on his glasses, he saw Dali's ancient Greek style, subconsciously held his breath and said, "Yi Chengli is too slow, I just came down to ask you to shovel the snow."

"Dali, what are you wearing on this body?" Yi Chengli couldn't help but reached out and touched it lightly, "It's quite painful."

Qin Dali said loudly: "Durian shell armor, I and the owners ate five durians overnight to make it, everyone stinks of it."

"I can smell it." Ling Qing nodded while covering his face.

Qin Dali: "I still learned from you hitting people's faces with durian shells. Among other things, this durian shell is so thick and pierces people. A zombie will definitely not be able to bite through it."

Yi Chengli nodded: "Indeed, I am afraid that they will bite out mouth ulcers."

Qin Dali chuckled, seeing Yi Chengli staring at his armor all the time, the spirituality of a social animal made him ask: "Mr. Yi, why don't you wear this? I can wear this size, and it must be suitable for you. "

Yi Chengli quickly said that a gentleman does not take what others like, and that he doesn't need to embellish too much with his true heroism. He immediately asked the owners to come to the meeting, and repeatedly appease the emotions of the neighbors who are already fully armed, and let them be calm and restless. Now it is certain Scheduled time.

Since we still don't know the state of the zombie attack in the snowy low temperature, everyone's first task is to grab the pot.

The Manhattanites were divided into three groups. One team boarded the terrace and prepared to rush to grab the pot, while the other two teams took cover in their respective positions, and were always ready to set fire to trees to attract the attention of zombies.

Ling Qing looked at everyone and said: "Everyone must be sure, that is, if we move quickly and turn back and forth quickly without attracting the attention of zombies, we don't need to burn trees or play suona or drums, and keep absolutely quiet."

Hearing this, Brother Qian and his fishing friends who got up too early were taken aback, feeling as if they had done something bad with good intentions, and said cautiously: "But our brothers have already poured wine on the tree."

For a moment, everyone looked over, and Brother Qian carefully explained: "You should save the oil for cooking, and there is quite a lot of wine in the house, so I took out half a bottle."

Ling Qing frowned and asked, "Wine? What kind of wine?"

Brother Qian said: "Maotai Flying to the Sky."

The four words directly made everyone fall into silence, thinking that they had auditory hallucinations.Several business owners standing beside Brother Qian also changed their faces when they saw him. They didn't expect that this air force fisherman still had some money.

Even Ling Qing couldn't be beaten by this honest old uncle, he wiped his face and said silently for a long time: "That tree drinks better than me, I only have Luzhou Laojiao at home."

Yi Chengli quickly took over the conversation: "It's not a big problem. But we have to prepare the fire extinguishing equipment first. Are the foam fire extinguishers ready?"

"It's all ready. When we were shoveling snow, the children made snowballs to put out the fire. If it didn't work, they would activate our fire hydrant." Liang Xirui said.

Yi Chengli nodded: "That's good."

At this time, Aunt Yan raised the pressure cooker in her hand, looked at Yi Chengli and said, "Manager Yi, I think this pot can be heated under a lit tree, and it will explode when it is pressurized to a certain level."

She raised her chin in the direction of the zombies and said, "When they all gather around, the pressure cooker will blow them up and kill them."

The scene was quiet for a moment, Ling Qing coughed and reminded: "The explosion of the pressure cooker is too scary, and our fence may also be blown up by then."

Yan Shuai looked at his mother and said cautiously, "Mom, didn't you say that the wall of my uncle's house was blown up along with his ears?"

"That's it...well..." Mama Yan was silent for a while, "Our pressure cooker is not as big as the one at your uncle's and grandpa's house, so it shouldn't be that powerful."

"Auntie, thank you very much for your support." Yi Chengli hurriedly shook Auntie's hand, looked her in the eyes and said sincerely: "But the pressure cooker may not be used today, please keep it safe until the most critical Take it out when the time comes."

Mama Yan nodded: "Okay, pressure cooker won't work. I still have an electric pressure cooker at home."

Yan Shuai: ...

Yan Shuai: "What will happen if you let that pot go?"

The two mothers and sons chattered, Yi Chengli looked at everyone and said, "It's still a standard, safety first, we play it by ear, and the first task is to get the pot back. In case the zombies rush out, the teams on both sides will launch an attack The comrades covering the commando rush back, OK?"

The owners nodded in agreement.

Everyone took the initiative to start grouping. The hero Qin Dali, with the blessing of the durian armor, naturally took the lead. Yi Chengli, wearing a hard hat, also followed, but they didn't expect that Lian Han would also go out with him.

"If you're particularly nervous, you can actually wait in the community." Ling Qing saw through the fear beneath Lian Han's calm appearance, folded his arms and said, "No one will laugh at you."

"Hush——" Lian Han gave Ling Qing a look, and after looking around to find that no one was paying attention, he whispered: "My small class members suddenly asked to go out to help today, as the class leader, if I If I lose the chain at this time, how can I make them listen to me in the future?"

"Last night?" Ling Qing paused, then turned to look at Song Guangming who was standing with Teacher Wang and other children, raised his brows and pursed his lips and said, "Then you really should go, and you have to go." Go first."

Lian Han paused the hand that tied the paper shell to his body, frowned and said, "It's better not to be the first one."

Ling Qing laughed, and asked Lian Han to look at Qin Dali's squad, who was already in the whole team, and said softly, "Qin Dali is the squad leader just like you, if he rushes first and you fall last, do you think it's decent?" ?"

Lian Dehua subconsciously shook his head.

Ling Qing stretched out his hand and patted him on the back, and continued his devil whisper: "Competition is sometimes very important, the captain has to be the first to lead by example, and you have to learn to seize opportunities and prove your ability to everyone The time has come."

"What do you mean?" Lian Dehua turned to look at Ling Qing.

"You know what I mean, you are not willing to work behind others for the rest of your life." Ling Qing smiled at him, "I have to leave beforehand, you prepare slowly."

Lian Hanzheng looked at Ling Qing's back and was silent for a while, then suddenly stretched out his hand as a whistle and blew vigorously, shouting: "Ligong team assemble!"

Standing at attention and looking to the right, Lian Dehua looked at the members of his small class and pursed his lips and said: "We will be the first ones, not only the first ones to pass, but also the first ones to come back. Everyone, pay attention to safety. Life comes first, protecting yourself is protecting others.”

After getting a response, Lian Han led his men up to the terrace. Yi Chengli turned to look at him and nodded, "Are you ready? We're leaving."

Lian Han nodded: "Anytime."

Yi Chengli handed him the hard hat in his hand, glanced at his back and pretended to ask naturally: "What did Ling Qing tell you just now?"

"He encouraged me to cheer, saying that I would definitely be the first one and not lose to Qin Dali." Lian Han said casually.

Yi Chengli paused for a moment and did not speak. Qin Dali first expressed his dissatisfaction. He looked at Lian Han and asked, "Hey, do you know that I used to be No.1 in sprinting at school?"

"Of course I don't know, you and I are not from the same school." Lian Dehua was a little speechless.

Qin Dali: "Then you know now, and I have a lot of running experience, so I must be the first one to run this time."

"Really?" Yi Chengli looked at Qin Dali and asked, "Have you won sports awards like Dalong?"

Qin Dali shook his head: "No, it was trained by my mother before. I used to have bad grades, if my mother caught me running slowly, I would be beaten up, so I ran very fast."

Lian Dehua: ...

Yi Chengli: ...

Lives are at stake, do run fast.

Yi Chengli tightened the seat belt around his neck and said, "Then let's see who gets to the opposite side the fastest and takes the pot back."

A tense and exciting battle with pots changed, and it became a switchback race full of higher, faster and stronger Olympic spirit. For a while, the eyes of the three people changed, and they began to press their legs and shake their hands to prepare for warm-up.

Three minutes later, signals were sent from the balconies on both sides, and everyone was already in their positions. The ladder was slowly lowered into the snow, and Ling Qing stood on the balconies and waved a flag to signal.

He glanced left and right at the gathering place of the zombie punishment station nearby, and after confirming that there was no change, he waved both the red and white flags in his hand, and shouted silently with his mouth: "Let's go!"

Yi Chengli, Lian Han, and Qin Dali stepped on the ladder and slid down directly into the snow. The three of them looked at each other and rushed towards Shijia Xiaochao on the opposite side.

All three of them only saw the cauldron in the door, all of them short-circuited their brains and forgot that it had snowed for two days in a row, and the ground under their feet was frozen.

Lian Han opened his legs and yelled at everyone on the street. The pain was so painful that he couldn't scream, and he wanted to comfort the small class members behind him that he was fine, and finally realized that it hurts the most to laugh and cry.

Qin Dali was happily sitting on the ground with his buttocks firmly on the ground, but the advantage of his weight made the durian husk stab himself enough before piercing the zombie.And Yi Chengli was a little bit better and didn't fall directly to the ground, but he was not much better. He danced for a long time to find the center, basically rolling and crawling forward.

Ling Qing pursed her lips, and immediately lowered her head and whispered to the people behind to speed up, regardless of the three embarrassing things in front.

Yi Chengli rushed to the front of Shijia Xiaochao first, held the door for a few breaths, and was about to figure out how to open the door, when he came back with a hammer and did what the owner of Manhattan wanted to do but never did.

The door of Shijia Xiaochao was smashed with a big hole!The glass shards fell all over the floor, and Hongmao directly stretched his hand into the sharp hole in the glass, and twisted the door directly with his backhand.

In less than five seconds, Yi Chengli turned his head and looked at him: "What a quick hand!"

"Just kidding, buddy used to be a professional." Hong Mao smiled at him, pulled out his hand and opened the door and walked in, becoming the first man to pick up a big iron pot.

Lian Han and Qin Dali rushed to the door, saw that the pot had been taken away, and directly put the target on the liquefied gas stove and the liquefied gas tank, the liquefied gas should not be bumped and should be moved gently, Lian Han and Qin Dali carried it out carefully Let's go, Yi Chengli picked up the liquefied gas stove and rushed back.

The rest of the people saw that the important things had been moved away, and they looked at each other and opened the refrigerator to see that there was a thick layer of frost and frozen goods inside, all of which were meat skewers and some things that were often ordered on the barbecue!

One owner wanted to crack down on counterfeiting on the spot, and said angrily: "Didn't they say they made strings by hand? Three letters! Money back!"

Although the quick freezing deceived consumers, they still had to take it away, and they didn't even let go of the iron stove for kebabs, carrying them on their shoulders and rushing away.

Ling Qing watched the things being pulled up bit by bit, and said to Yi Chengli who was about to go back to Shijia Xiaochao to see what else was there: "Charcoal! There must be charcoal in the barbecue! Look for it."

Yi Chengli responded, turned around and rushed back to the store to look left and right, and finally found two and a half packs of black charcoal from the counter.He and a flower-armed brother from Lian Han's small class each carried a whole bag, and the remaining half of the bag was directly carried on the back by another flower-legged brother.

The three hurried to the wall, but Qin Dali and Lian Han, who were carrying the gas tank, just reached the middle of the road.

At this moment, Mangzi, who was blindfolded in one eye, exclaimed, raised his finger and pointed to the group of zombies standing 250 meters away on the left, saying, "It's moving! They're moving!"

The author says:

red hair: my showtime (not)

Yi Chengli (thumbs up): True punishment!

Ling Qing: Run, run!