Chapter 4: Weapons
"MD, he's dead again." He fiercely pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.
It's been two days since I started playing the zombie game, and for these two days, all I've done is eat, play games, sleep, and observe zombies from the window.
After turning off the computer, I lay in bed thinking about how to survive in this doomsday world and how to reach Yanjing, but I had no clue. I picked up an MP4 from the bedside table and opened an e-book. Looking at the magnificent "Doomsday Cockroach" hoping to find something useful for the current stage. When I saw Cockroach Brother searching for various military weapons...
"Right, a weapon." Jumped down from the bed head, rummaged through boxes and cabinets in his own home to find something that could be used as a weapon.
A 1.6-meter steel pipe, a switchblade, an axe, a hatchet, and a wrench. These were found after searching most of the rooms. The hatchet is good for chopping, but it's too short. A switchblade? Holding a small knife to fight zombies makes me nervous just thinking about it. An axe is also good, but it's not convenient to swing around. Looking at all the items on the ground, I sighed and continued searching.
Arriving at my parents' bedroom, I wanted to see if there were any surprises. The wardrobe and bedside table were all turned upside down. RMB was found, about 5000 or more, but in the end of the world, what's worthless? One, RMB; two, cars; three, houses. I casually threw the money aside and carefully thought about where my dad liked to hide things. The safe deposit box didn't need to be considered, as even if I knew the password, there was no key.
Sitting on parents' bed, smelling the lingering scent, remembering mother's tenderness and father's strictness. Tears couldn't help but pour out.
Wiping away the tears from the corner of my eyes, I sat up and, as luck would have it, my left foot stepped on the shoelace of my right shoe which had already come undone. Just as I was about to get up, I fell with a thud. Looking at the footboard, there was a banknote stuck to it. Ah, yes, Father liked to hide things under the bed. Using all my strength, I lifted the bed to one side and, sure enough, found some good stuff.
A Tang knife, this was bought by my father from a friend. The scabbard is made of ancient ebony, with a plain copper mounting, but the mouth and tail of the scabbard are wrapped in metal and plated with gold. The handle even has golden threads wrapped around it, I silently cursed my dad for being wasteful, but my eyes were fixed on this Tang knife without blinking. The sharp blade was drawn out "ding", under the fluorescent light shining on the blade, Wu Xiaotian's titanium alloy dog eyes almost got dazzled. Slightly narrowing my eyes, because it's a Tang knife, the blade doesn't have an arc, the ridge is flat, and the tip is at an angle, just like a straight and honest soldier.
The entire length of the Tang knife is 1.02 meters, with a blade length of 75 cm, a handle length of 27 cm, and a blade width of 3.1 cm. The thickness of the blade ridge does not exceed one centimeter, and the overall weight is about one and a half kilograms, making it a standard Tang knife. However, Wu Xiaotian did not know whether this Tang knife belonged to the category of ritual knives or horizontal knives, but it was impossible for it to be a Mo knife, as Mo knives are almost 1.4 meters long, which clearly does not meet the requirements.
Looking at this Tang sword, my thoughts flew beyond the sky.
Tang knife, during the Tang Dynasty of Huaxia, through powerful military force and enlightened politics, became the most powerful country in the world and the center of the world, just like M country now. From Li Shimin to the reign of Emperor Taizong of Tang, all emperors were militarists who launched not only one external and internal war, and among all wars, the most indispensable cold weapon is - Tang knife.
The Tang knife and the Arab Damascus knife were two of the most famous knives at that time, both technically and artistically unparalleled.
In the history of Huaxia, the style of Tang knife is indelible. From Wei and Jin dynasties, Tang knife has been a sword worn by the imperial guards, so it's called Yi Dao (ceremonial knife). Heng Dao (horizontal knife) was worn by soldiers before Sui dynasty, "all the guards were not allowed to be far from their weapons" and the weapon referred to is the Tang knife.
Although it's not popular now, the Tang knife can stand up straight and say "Tang knife is the ancestor of your island country knife!" compared to the samurai sword of the island nation.
Daydreaming.
Playing with the Tang knife in his hand, he couldn't bear to part with it.
Every man likes weapons, whether they are firearms or cold steel. Those who like firearms will go to their models, their capacities, and their systems. While those who like cold steel like to record their history, their development, their former glory, as well as the most dazzling stars among them.
Wu Xiaotian put down the Tang knife and looked around to see if there was anything else. A book with a yellow cover caught his attention - "Basic Tang Knife Techniques". He flipped through the first page, where 14 large characters were written: "The knife is the backbone of all martial arts, without courage and energy, one will harm others and oneself." He quickly turned to the second page. "The knife is one of the most important weapons in Chinese martial arts, from ancient times to the present day. Practitioners use knives the most. Each person practices a different routine, forming various knife techniques. There are many knife techniques, including the Eight Gates Golden Lock Knife, the Eight Trigrams Knife, and the Sun Moon Qian Kun Knife. However, despite the many techniques, there are commonalities: 1) The knife moves are powerful and swift, unlike swords, which have more variations but less power. 2) Single knives rely on hand movements, while double knives rely on footwork. In knife techniques, the importance of hand movements cannot be overstated."
I couldn't help but sigh, it turns out that knives have so many subtleties. Continuing to flip through the book, I saw that it was written: "Knives have eight methods: sweeping, chopping, parrying, slicing, scraping, pressing, cutting and thrusting..." Wu Xiaotian read with a mesmerized expression. Unknowingly, it had already become evening, and the sound of his stomach rebelling was what finally startled Wu Xiaotian awake, slowly closing the book.
He put the book in his bosom like a thief, and found another axe under the bed, a horse knife, but Wu Xiaotian already had a suitable weapon.
Put all the weapons in the bedroom, looking at these weapons makes me feel much more at ease. It's not enough to just have a Tang knife, even though I've evolved once, but now close combat with zombies is no different from seeking death, so I still need to find some long-range weapons. At this time, I saw the machete and steel pipe, and my mind came up with an idea.
Found some steel wire and wood. Removed the wooden handle from the axe, then inserted the steel pipe into the axe handle. Used wood to fill in the gaps between the axe and steel pipe. Tested it by hand, after securing it with steel wire wrapped around the axe several times. A simple long-handled weapon was made. Took the long-handled axe to the rooftop, swung it a few times, feeling pretty good.
Put down the long-handled axe and attack with defense?
When fighting in the stairwell, if he didn't take down the steel plate, the female zombie wouldn't be able to attack him. He went back to the stairwell and found that 80cm long and 50cm wide steel plate, thinking about how to turn it into a shield. It would be great if there was a welding machine at home, but after searching for half a day, not even a welding rod could be found. Just when Wu Xiaotian was extremely disappointed, he saw an electric drill gun. "Good stuff!" He exclaimed and picked up the electric drill gun.
Drill six holes on the steel plate with an electric drill, then thread nylon rope through the holes, and a simple shield is formed.
His left hand passed through the space between the nylon rope and the steel plate, looking at the weapon he had made with a sense of pride.