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"The maintenance is good, it seems that its owner is very attentive, but there are fewer bullets." Lin Weiguo is very satisfied with this M9, almost every man has a hobby of collecting firearms, which boy has never played with toy guns when he was a child? This is the best proof, when I was in the country, I was not allowed, but now I can play, and I have a wish, so he immediately opened the plastic bullet box and began to press the bullet into the magazine, "It's a pity that it's just a magazine, I can't fight when I'm done and shout to stop, let the zombies wait for me to load the bullet." ”

"Be content with your beauty." Tang Zheng opened the next cabinet with a sour heart, but he still found nothing, and Li Xinlan over there called out happily.

"Gun, Tang Zheng, there is a gun here." Li Xinlan waved her hand at Tang Zheng and took out a black-painted firearm, "This should be a shotgun, right?" ”

"The shotgun, the Remington M870, is said to be the favorite gun of the Americans, and there is one hidden behind the bedroom door of every house, waiting to explode the burglar's head." Lin Weiguo glanced at the Remington and praised, "This thing is a sharp weapon for killing zombies, the operation is simple, you can get started immediately after I tell you about it, and you don't have to worry about the head, just pull the trigger at the zombies, and you will definitely blast them into a sieve." ”

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

"Two cartridge belts, about one hundred and fifty rounds, and two fifty-round cartridges filled with No. 12 deer rounds." 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 what to do with so many bullets?" ”

"Isn't that bad? However, I think you still use a weapon such as a pistol to defend yourself and give the shotgun to Tang Zheng to use. Although Li Xinlan has always been very bold and calm, Lin Weiguo is still not optimistic about her, he wants to optimize the use of weapons and improve Tang Zheng's combat effectiveness.

"That's what I mean, too." Li Xinlan nodded, she thought about it a little deeper, she returned to the room with her weapon, maybe it would be snatched away by the bald man, it was better to give it to Tang Zheng quickly, and if she was a favor, he would definitely protect herself.

"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 plans, "You can use M870 to quickly form combat effectiveness, and you can also support us." ”

"Well, I'll try." Li Xinlan showed her determination in a timely manner, she also understood that if she always wanted others to help her, then her chance of survival was really small, she had to save herself, of course, she must also show her own value, only in this way can she be recognized and gain a foothold in the team.

Qin Yan also thinks the same way, people with a little sense understand that once there is an unavoidable crisis, then the first to be abandoned is definitely the person who has not contributed to the team.

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

"How does it look like a machete?" Qin Yan looked at the shape of the eighteen chops and pursed her lips, "I don't think it's good-looking, it's too rough." ”

"It was originally a jungle machete, a famous equipment of the U.S. military during the Vietnam War, and because of its good practicality, it was the first choice for outdoor sports enthusiasts." Tang Zheng took out the plastic scabbard of the eighteen chops, checked the weight, about more than a catty, and the sharpness was not bad, he tried to wave it twice, and he took advantage of it, "One knife can definitely split the zombie's head in half." ”

"I still like dogleg knives." Lin Weiguo put away the M9 and began to rummage through the wardrobe again.

"I also like, voila, cold steel large heavy duty doglegs, which should be black epoxy coating." Tang Zheng took out another knife from the closet, and his fingers gently slashed over the surface of the knife.

"Why is this the case?" Li Xinlan saw the strange shape of the dogleg knife and felt that this appearance was very fierce and visually impactful.

"The curved blade has a drooping head with a drooping center of gravity to maximize the slashing force, and the movement of the wrist during the chopping can make the blade and the straight arm in a straight line, shortening the time and distance of the target." Lin Weiguo looked at the heavy dog leg in Tang Zheng's hand enviously, endured it, but still didn't hold back, "Is it genuine?" Show me. ”

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

"You like to play with knives too?" Lin Weiguo walked over and picked up the M9 military thorn, he was embarrassed to ask for the dogleg knife.

"Generally, I'm a poor student, and it's hard to buy imitation knives, so let's see how to solve my cravings." After Tang Zheng finished speaking, he packed a few knives into his travel bag, eighteen chops were a little long, and he simply untied the iron ring that passed through the sheath and took it directly on his body, and the dogleg knife was tied to the right calf with two belts that were turned out of the wardrobe, so that the knife could be quickly taken out in case of crisis.

"Isn't it too cumbersome for you to carry so much with you?" Qin Yan glanced at Tang Zheng, it turned out that this kid would also make mistakes.

"Forget." Tang Zheng regretted that they poured out, leaving only an extremely powerful venom, which was a straight knife for survival in the wild, and he liked this shape.

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

"How stupid do I look? Isn't there a M1911A1 of Colt, .45 caliber, which stops working quite well. Tang Zheng took out a pistol from the next closet, "It's a pity that seven rounds of magazines are used, which are a little less, but there are two spare magazines, and there are nearly 100 bullets." ”

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

"Don't be sad, give, this can also defend yourself." Tang Zheng threw an electric baton over, everyone knew that he was joking, but this kid was a serious appearance, which made people laugh even more, Qin Yan smiled and ignored him, of course, the baton was not picked up, in the face of zombies, this thing is really not good.

"By the way, grab all the flashlights you find." 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 City will collapse, so before the hotel loses power, we have to go to the power distribution room of the Oasis Hotel to check it." ”

The thought of staying in a dark hotel for ten hours and waiting for the dawn to come, not only the two flight attendants, but also Lin Weiguo and Tang Zheng's faces were not good, once they were attacked by zombies at that time, they couldn't even see the way to escape, but zombies would not be affected by the darkness.

"Rest assured, generally large hotels have backup diesel generators, which are estimated to be usable, but I don't know if the diesel reserves are enough." Tang Zheng cheered everyone up, and when he saw that the atmosphere was a little solemn, he made a joke, "If the manager of the power distribution room dares to swallow the diesel money privately, even if he becomes a zombie, we have to arrest him and play a free fall from the roof." ”

"You're a big joke." Qin Yan pursed the corners of her lips, expressing disdain, after rummaging through all the wardrobes and still not getting anything, she reluctantly picked up the electric baton, no way, it's better than bare hands, and the electric man is still good

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