There was a silence in the car for five minutes before someone drove from that direction.
Wave when you see them.
"It’s an outsider driving a car and trying to rush in. It’s okay. It’s already driven away!"
The tension suddenly relaxed.
Donald opened the car door and asked two grandchildren to come and three people to continue to work in the corn field.
Murphy looked up at the sky. "It seems to be getting more and more chaotic now."
"It’s getting messy, but we just have to live a good life."
Donald went back to work in the cornfield.
Tom creaked every time he stepped on the straw all over the floor, muttering, "Can we really continue to live our lives?"
"Sooner or later, someone will break into us or someone has done it. We are a grain-producing area …"
"We have satellite talk to Dad," Murphy said.
"That’s not what Cooper said. It’s not yet that time." Donald straightened up and hesitated for a moment before commanding. "Tom, when you get home, take some of this year’s harvest and exchange it for a batch of bombs."
"I think we should also have enough gasoline." Murphy raised his hand to speak.
"That’s fine. Just press this. Now let’s work with peace of mind."
By the time the sun is approaching, bundles of straw have been put on the pickup surface of the mountain, and Donald has tied them to the open-air cargo box with an extra rope, which is several times higher than the front of the car.
The pickup truck was started again, and the modified engine shook badly. The exhaust pipe emitted black smoke, and the old car started slowly like a weak old horse.
Murphy sat by the window and looked out of the window. "If only dad had returned the car, he would have finished repairing it."
Driving Donald is not happy.
"I’m not bad at it either, okay?"
"But my ex-dad drove this car to take us after the man-machine show … I doubt if it can chase Downey’s bike next door."
"I will learn how to repair cars!"
Tom vowed, "I will be better than my father!" "
Murphy gave him a white look. "Come on, you burned out the engine …"
One old man and two young men just sit behind the old car and drive slowly with tall straw.
It took nearly half an hour for three people to get home.
However, it didn’t take long for the sheriff in charge of this area to come personally and send a message.
"Are we going to hold a meeting in the evening?"
"Yes," said the sheriff.
"Did you hear about Pennsylvania? Just a few days ago, there was a big conflict there, and two guards fought. They are now private troops and don’t listen to people. "
"Now it’s getting more and more chaotic, maybe we will go back to the cowboy era in the west. We are a grain-producing area here, and we must unite with our own guns to defend our homeland."
"How can the guards fight each other?"
"Aren’t they going to deal with those hungry people?"
"How do I know? But it’s true that they fought. Have you heard that foreign broadcast? That’s what it says inside. Let’s pay attention to Ann. "
"My granddaughter loves that channel."
"That can let her explain that to you."
The sheriff sent a bill as he spoke.
Donald looked down at a somewhat luxurious printed sheet with pictures and words, which was very regular.
The face is an automatic rifle that is firing, and there is a sentence written on it-
"Defend our homeland and our guns!"
Donald put the bill away.