[PS: Thanks to the support of the boss (Tianhai Xiangyun) and became the second leader of this book!

Thanks to the boss (national first-level gold rice bowl) for his reward of more than 30,000 yuan. He is worthy of being the one who serves the gold rice bowl! The two bosses are domineering, 666!]

For convenience, everyone took down the flat map on the wall and walked along the area marked above.

Unfortunately, the locations of some important places such as arsenals and ammunition depots are not marked on it, which is normal. In order to avoid these important things being learned by foreign enemies and spies, these places are generally hidden, which ordinary people cannot know.

The fat man suddenly remembered something and said quickly: "It seems that this underground fortress is very uneasy. It is not only haunted, but also the monsters that sneaked into our horses before. I don't know what it is. We have to be careful!"

Gnacurry was filled with gas masks, lunch boxes, military coats, big-headed leather shoes and other military supplies. They didn't have time to move these things now, so they had to go back and let the villagers in the village come and transport them with their horses.

At present, everyone's goal is to find the arsenal first and get a few weapons to defend themselves.

After searching for more than half an hour, everyone came to a warehouse on their right hand side. They saw that the iron rack of the warehouse was filled with wooden boxes.

Everyone walked in and opened a few boxes and saw that it was awesome! The inside was filled with oil-sealed covers, which had not been removed.

There were several mortars next to the wall, but none of them had ammunition.

The fat man was immediately moved. He quickly took out a large 38-meter cover, pulled the bolt, fiddled with it for a while, and said, "Old Hu, this gun is still brand new, it has never been loaded, and it can still be used now."

Yingzi and Hu Bayi also picked up a large cover with great enthusiasm and started to work on it.

"The Japanese gun has only 5 rounds of ammunition capacity, and the recoil is too high and the reloading speed is too slow. It is not automatic rotation, so I am not used to it." Hu Bayi said with disgust.

Yingzi wondered: "Brother Hu, this Japanese gun is so useful. It is powerful and has high accuracy. Back then, the older generation used it was made in Hanyang, and it was formal. If you want the 38th big cover, why don't you like it?"

The fat man said angrily: "Don't pay attention to him. He used to play semi-automatic rifles in the army every day, and he was accustomed to his habits. He didn't like this kind of thing that had been eliminated for decades. If something happens later, let's stand behind him and see how he made a fortune!"

Hu Bayi: “…”

Chen Hao: “…”

The fat man said, prying open the row of boxes below and finding that it is full of bullets enclosed with oil cloth, which emits a yellow luster under the illumination of the flashlight.

The fat man has liked to play with guns since he was a child. He has a good marksmanship and loves guns very much. When he saw that the guns and bullets were fully equipped, he immediately became interested.

The fat man skillfully picked up a bun of bullets and pressed them into the chamber of the gun. He pulled the bolt and pointed the muzzle at Hu Bayi.

Hu Bayi was afraid that he would get out of the fire, so he quickly pushed the gun away and cursed: "Don't aim the loaded gun. The gun is used to aim at the enemy. The one aiming at the comrades is a traitor! I don't like to use this kind of gun because the power of this gun is too strong and the penetration is too strong. One shot can penetrate three or four people within 30 meters, which is not suitable for melee combat at all. If it is in a narrow terrain, it is very easy to cause the bullet to rebound and hurt your own people. Most of the walls of this underground fortress are made of steel. It is easy to hurt comrades when shooting in such a place. Let's look for any other ones."

The fat man patted his chest and said confidently: "Don't worry, Lao Hu! With our shooting skills, that's not a blow. How could he hurt his comrades? If you don't believe it, put an egg on your head in a while..."

Before he could finish his words, Hu Bayi interrupted him: "The more he said, the less he was, the more he was. Is my head for you to practice shooting as a target? I am using this to think about life!"

Hu Bayi was skeptical of this kind of rifle. When he was in the army, he had seen a soldier practicing marksmanship. He accidentally broke the waist of the regiment commander. This was not a joke, so he was very worried about this kind of gun and always felt that it was not a problem.

While talking, Hu Bayi had already arrived in front of another row of wooden boxes, pried open it and saw that there was a large box of Tiangua grenades encapsulated with oil cloth!

Everyone suddenly widened their eyes. So many Tiangua grenades must have been prepared by the Japanese to fight against the Soviet Union. They didn't expect to surrender so early and it didn't come in handy yet.

Everyone walked forward and pried open the row of boxes on the ground. They saw that the other boxes contained strange-shaped submachine guns. The magazines were on the left side of the gun, which were somewhat similar to the Starnber submachine gun, but the difference was that there was a wooden butt stock behind the submachine gun.

Yingzi asked in confusion: "Brother Hu, what kind of gun is this? Why is the shape so weird? Is it a crooked guy?"

Hu Bayi picked up one, pulled the bolt, loaded the magazine, and said, "This is the Japanese submachine gun. This kind of gun was only equipped in the late stage of the war. The production volume is very small, so it is rare. It is probably also prepared to fight the Soviet Union."

Hu Bayi said to everyone: "Little Pang, Yingzi, brother, you all bring one. This thing is much more useful than the Sanba Big Cover. There are fewer problems and high accuracy. At most, there are problems with stucks. Don't worry about blowing up the chamber or grenades hurting your own people."

Yingzi didn't know how to use this kind of gun, so she chose a 38-large cover. As for Fatty and Chen Hao, they did not hesitate to carry a hundred-type submachine gun, which can be used to kill pig-faced bats later, or to deal with grassland land otters.

Everyone hummed a small song, pressed bullets one by one into the gun chamber, and stuffed a large handful of bullets into their backpacks before giving up.

"Ding! An ordinary spirit was detected, a boy was buried alive, with a strength value of 1, and no reward for killing."

"Ding! An ordinary spirit was detected and the girl was buried with her burial. Her strength was 1, and there was no reward for killing."

Two consecutive system prompt sounds came. Chen Hao hurriedly glanced back and saw the spirit bodies of the two little ghosts suddenly flashing from behind everyone, and even pushed Hu Bayi one by one.

This scene happened to be seen by Yingzi next to her, and she was so scared that she screamed.

Chen Hao didn't want to see the two little ghosts keep making trouble in front of everyone. With lightning speed, he took out the glutinous rice and scattered it in front of the two little ghosts, blocking their way.

They brought old glutinous rice, which had strong restraint against zombie spirits and the like. The two little ghosts immediately stood there, so scared that they didn't dare to move.
Chapter completed!