infinite boiling

Chapter 20

"It's well maintained. It seems that its owner is very careful, but the bullets are a little short." Lin Weiguo is very satisfied with this M9. Almost every man has a hobby of collecting firearms. Which boy didn't play with toy guns when he was young?This is the best proof. It was not allowed in China. Now that I can play it, it is a wish, so he immediately opened the plastic magazine and started to press the bullets into the magazine. "Unfortunately, only one Magazine, I can’t call stop when I’m done fighting, let the zombies wait for me to reload.”

"You are so beautiful, let's be content." Tang Zheng opened the next cabinet with a sour heart, but he still found nothing, and Li Xinlan over there cried out happily.

"Gun, Tang Zheng, here's a gun." Li Xinlan waved at Tang Zheng, and took out a black-painted firearm. "This should be a shotgun, right?"

"Shotgun, Remington M870, is said to be the favorite gun in America. There is one hidden behind the bedroom door of every house, waiting to blow off the heads of burglars." Lin Weiguo glanced at the gun roughly. Remington praised, "This thing is a sharp weapon for killing zombies. It is easy to operate. You can get started immediately after I explain it to you. Don't worry about the aim, just pull the trigger on the zombies, and they will definitely be blasted into a sieve. "

"Quickly find out how many bullets are there?" Qin Yan had also heard the name of this thing, and after shouting to Li Xinlan, she immediately searched the wardrobe in front of her more diligently, and she also wanted to get one.

"Two belts, about 150 rounds, and two magazines of fifty rounds filled with 12-gauge deer ammunition." Li Xinlan took out a cardboard box, recognized the English on it, and sighed after opening it. "This guy is definitely a member of a shooting club. Otherwise, why prepare so many bullets?"

"Isn't that bad? But I think you should use a pistol or something to defend yourself and give Tang Zheng a shotgun." Although Li Xinlan has always been bold and calm, Lin Weiguo is still not optimistic about her. He wants to let the weapon Optimal use has improved Tang Zheng's combat effectiveness.

"That's what I mean too." Li Xinlan nodded. She thought about it a little bit more. She returned to the room with the weapon. Maybe she would be snatched away by the bald man. Why not give it to Tang Zheng as a favor? Will protect myself.

"No, I can't take care of you every second, I still have to rely on myself." Tang Zheng rejected Li Xinlan's kindness, he had his own plan, "Using the M870 can quickly form combat power, and you can also Support us."

"Well, I will work hard." Li Xinlan showed her determination in a timely manner. She also understood that if she always wanted others to help her, then her chances of surviving were really slim. She had to save herself, and of course, she had to show Only in this way can one's own value be recognized and gain a foothold in the team.

Qin Yan also thought the same way. Anyone with a little sense would understand that once an unavoidable crisis arises, those who have not contributed to the team will be the first to be abandoned.

"Ha, sure enough, Goddess Luck couldn't help but lifted the corner of her skirt to me, revealing her panties." Tang Zheng's solemn expression changed, and he took out a black 18-inch chopping knife from the closet in front of him with a smile on his face, " Ontario eighteen chops, it seems to be genuine."

"Why does it look like a machete?" Qin Yan looked at Shibacho's shape and curled her lips, "I don't think it looks good, it's too rough."

"It was originally a jungle machete, the famous equipment of the US military during the Vietnam War. Because of its good practicability, it was the first choice for outdoor sports enthusiasts." Tang Zheng pulled the eighteen chops out of the plastic scabbard and weighed it. It was about a catty and sharp. It's not bad, I tried to wave it twice, and it was very convenient, "One knife will definitely split the zombie's head in half."

"I still like dog-leg knives." Lin Weiguo put away the M9 and began to rummage through the closet.

"I like it too. Look, Cold Steel's large heavy-duty dogleg. This should be black epoxy coating." Tang Zheng took out another knife from the closet, and ran his fingers lightly over the surface of the knife.

"Why is it like this?" Li Xinlan saw the strange shape of the dogleg knife, and felt that the appearance was very fierce and had a strong visual impact.

"The curved blade and the drooping head of the blade can exert the chopping power to the extreme, and when chopping, the movement of the wrist can make the blade and the straight arm in a straight line, shortening the time and distance to hit the target." Lin Weiguo looked enviously at the heavy-duty dogleg in Tang Zheng's hand. He endured it, but he still couldn't help it. "Is it genuine? Show me."

"Must, this guy is a fan of knives." Tang Zheng explained, and then took out several knives from the closet, "Survival straight knives, tactical folding knives, and M9 military stabs, come and pick one."

"You also like to play with knives?" Lin Weiguo came over and picked up the M9 military stab, he was not ashamed to ask for the dogleg knife.

"Generally, I'm a poor student, and it's hard to buy imitation knives, so I just look at it to satisfy my greed." After Tang Zheng finished speaking, he packed all the knives into his travel bag. Eighteen chops were a bit long, so he simply took off his belt The iron ring that passed through the mouth of the sheath was directly worn on the body, and the dog-leg knife was tied to the right calf with two belts from the wardrobe, so that the knife could be quickly drawn out in an emergency.

"What do you do with so much, don't you think it's cumbersome?" Qin Yan gave Tang Zheng a blank look, it turned out that this kid can make mistakes too.

"Forgot." Tang Zheng poured them out with regret, leaving only an extremely powerful venom. This is a straight knife for survival in the wild. He likes this shape.

"Tang Zheng, although I admire your courage to fight zombies, I have to say that your behavior is very..." Qin Yan didn't say that last stupid word, but Tang Zheng already understood.

"I look so stupid? Isn't this a Colt M1911A1, .45 caliber, and the stop effect is quite good." Tang Zheng dug out a pistol from the next closet, "It's a pity that it uses seven rounds There are a little less magazines, but there are two spare magazines, and there are nearly a hundred rounds of bullets."

"You..." Qin Yan found out that she was the only one who got nothing, she was immediately annoyed, and kicked the wardrobe angrily.

"Don't be sad, here, this can also defend yourself." Tang Zheng threw an electric baton over. Everyone knew he was joking, but this kid was serious, which made people laugh even more. Qin Yan smiled , I ignored him again, of course, I didn't pick up the baton, and it really didn't work in the face of zombies.

"By the way, take all the flashlights you found." Tang Zheng stuffed a flashlight into his travel bag, and said with some concern, "I don't know when the power system in Los Angeles will collapse, so before the power outage in the hotel, we still have to I have to go to the power distribution room of the Oasis Hotel and check it."

The thought of staying in a darkened hotel for ten hours, waiting for the dawn, not only the two stewardesses, but also Lin Weiguo and Tang Zheng's complexion is not good. Once they are attacked by zombies at that time, they can't even see the way to escape , but zombies are not affected by darkness.

"Don't worry, most large hotels have spare diesel generators, which are probably usable, but I don't know if the diesel reserves are enough." Tang Zheng cheered everyone up. Seeing that the atmosphere was a little dignified, he made a joke, "If the power distribution room The manager of the company dared to embezzle the diesel money, even if he turned into a zombie, we have to catch him and play a free fall from the roof."

"Your joke is really serious." Qin Yan twitched her lips, expressing her disdain. After digging through all the closets and still finding nothing, she reluctantly picked up the electric baton. There was no way, it was better than bare hands. Besides, the electric man is still good.

PS: Ask for recommendation tickets for support,
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