Chapter 134 Golden Legend!
Seeing Jack's gloomy face and never paying attention to her, Jessie's expression gradually became desperate, and her eyes dimmed. Several people stopped talking, and the car fell into silence for a while, leaving only the dilapidated The trailer made an unpleasant squeaking noise while driving.
Back at the gas station, Jack motioned to Carly not to turn off the engine. The three of them stayed in the car, and the only one got out of the car with a pistol and checked the surrounding environment.
The corpse of the old man at the door was still in place, and the cracked brain had attracted many flies and other scavenging insects. Jack turned around and found nothing unusual, and waved to the three of them. Indicate safety.
He walked to the broken public phone and checked it carefully before confirming that it was completely hopeless.
Originally, Jack thought that as long as the lines were not broken, there were so many old cars in the big pit behind him, and he could always dismantle some things and put together a simple phone. But if the lines were not working, there was really no way he could do it. His skills had not yet reached the level of hand rubbing. Radio level.
The three of them got off the bus and stood far away from the body. Seeing Jack busy, Jessie seemed to have finally calmed down a bit at this time, but she just watched him hesitate to speak.
When Carly and Scott saw the dirty old man’s body, and the sudden arrow shot before, they had long since given up the idea of verifying whether there was really human flesh in the house, and just wanted to hide as far away as possible The better.
Jack ignored Jessie on purpose, and he didn’t know whether it was due to education issues or cultural traditions. Old Americans seem to particularly advocate individual heroism, as if no matter what disaster or danger they encounter, as long as a hero appears, he will be saved. So what kind of missions, responsibilities, everything is the responsibility of this person.
There is no such thing as dishonesty, public interest, or self-sacrifice for others. Take care of yourself, at most, take care of your family, and wait for the crisis to end.
Ordinary people only need to be responsible for criticizing the heroes from a moral level afterwards and knocking them into dust.
So Jack has no interest in being a hero. He already has a clear conscience. He has seen too many beautiful girls to risk his life and test the treatment with an arrow in the head just for the one in front of him. It was not part of his plan to travel this time if the technique didn't work.
Picking up the old double-barreled shotgun from the old man's body, Jack checked it and found that it should still be usable, but he had no intention of using it to fight a group of monsters who were not afraid of death.
Throwing the shotgun to Scott, he walked into the tin house, trying to find if there were any more bullets. He wondered if this group of human-eating freaks would be on the dirt road they left. When setting up an ambush, multiple weapons are always good.
In the dark corner of the house against the wall, there was a simple wooden shelf with a lot of odds and ends. He found a box of deer bullets in a rusty biscuit box. Jack was about to leave this place filled with corpses. The smelly room suddenly froze, and his eyes were attracted by a yellow stone on the shelf.
He reached out and picked up the stone and shook it. He felt it was very heavy in his hand. Such a small, almost cylindrical piece weighed about three or four kilograms. He quickly suppressed his excitement and walked to a location with better light.
Golden Legend! This is actually a natural gold nugget, which is commonly known as nugget gold by the Seris people. There are almost no impurities visible on the surface, and it emits a charming golden light in the sunlight.
Unexpectedly, he could still drop treasures by defeating monsters. Jack was ecstatic, and he quickly continued searching on the wooden frame. He found a small cloth bag again, and when he opened it, he found a bag full of gold sand.
The doubts that Jack had in his mind before were answered. He was wondering how these ugly deformed people could hide in the mountains and forests without being discovered. It is impossible for so many people to just rely on Eating human flesh and hunting.
They must have a steady supply of living materials, plus there are so many powerful hunting crossbows that are much more expensive than ordinary firearms. You must know that ordinary crossbows cannot be separated by one or two hundred meters. The distance shot me so far that I couldn't even lift my head.
For example, the Raven crossbow Hannah gave him has an effective range of only 200 meters. The market price is at least 3,000 dollars. If you replace it with an ordinary AR15, you can buy three or four of them. The cheaper AK can double the number. times.
The reason turned out to be because these guys were guarding an undiscovered gold mine.
Jack fell into deep thought and then made a decision. Don’t Americans like heroes? He is determined to be a hero today. He found an empty one from the pile of portable gasoline barrels in the house, poured the bag of gold sand into it, filled it with gasoline, and stuffed the natural gold nugget into his pocket. Jack walked out of the house carrying the gasoline barrel and passed by the three people. When he was around, he handed the box of deer bullets to Scott as if nothing had happened.
“Follow me, I have a plan.”
Jessie, who had an ugly face, suddenly looked up at him, her eyes seemed to have regained some brightness, but looking at Jack's still stern face, her mouth opened, but she still didn't dare to speak.
Jack walked to his Firebird, which was covered with a torn tarpaulin, pulled out his mountaineering bag from the back seat, and unloaded the magazine from the gun, along with the empty magazine from his waist They handed it to the three of them together, and then handed her a box of hollow-point bullets.
"Help load the bullets and replace them all with this."
He still doesn't believe it. Even if these deformed people are not afraid of pain, they will be hit in the torso by a hollow-point bullet. Since the parts were still alive and kicking, he should have doubted whether these guys were carbon-based creatures.
The three of them started working together and quickly completed this simple task. At this time, Jack also found Hannah's Raven crossbow and a bag of crossbow arrows from the trunk.
There are not many crossbow arrows, only 20 in a bag, but the things the little rich woman plays with are the most expensive ones. The aluminum-coated carbon arrow shaft and the heavy tungsten steel arrowhead are not only extremely powerful, but as long as the arrow feathers are not damaged, they can be retrieved. Comes and can be reused.
"Who would use this?" Jack picked up the box containing the crossbow.
“I can, I once learned from my father.”
Jessie took the box and assembled it very skillfully, it seemed like she really knew how to do it.
Jack naturally stuffed the gasoline barrel containing the gold into the trunk and closed the lid.
"Okay, let me talk about the next plan."
Jack's face was solemn, and when he was stared at by his sharp eyes, the three of them couldn't help but take a breath, and they all cheered up.
"Evan is dead, and Frankie may still be alive. If you want to rescue her, and don't want to become part of the corpses in the refrigerator in that house, you must strictly obey my orders."< br>
The three nodded desperately.
"Give me both of your cell phones." Jack said to Scott and Carly.
After entering the same phone number on both of their phones, he handed the phones back to them.
"Scott put on the shotgun for self-defense, took Carly with him, drove the trailer, returned to the highway, and drove toward Las Cruces. Don't contact anyone on the road. Once you have a signal, call this number for help as soon as possible.”
(End of this chapter)