It's my birthday today, so I sent this chapter in advance, and now I'm ready to go to bed and go out in the morning to buy some good food to celebrate myself. Sorry brothers, there won't be any more updates this afternoon, those brothers who guard the infinite arsenal, if you're chasing books, take a good rest)

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Ye Zheng followed behind the robot Huaxia and walked quickly towards the depths of the cabin.

The two of them came to a halt in front of the huge steel gate of the secondary arsenal.

At this time, Hua Xia confirmed again: "Sir, do you want to open the second-level arsenal immediately?"

Ye Zheng nodded and said, "Yes, it will be opened immediately." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a violent vibration and a harsh grinding sound in his ears.

The huge steel gate of the second-level arsenal finally slowly opened upwards.

When the second-level arsenal was fully opened, Ye Zheng stepped in without thinking, and when his footsteps just stepped into the arsenal, the display screen above the gate had already begun to prompt for ten minutes, and it was already beginning to drain.

After entering the second-level arsenal, Ye Zheng didn't even look at the arms and guns on the iron racks on both sides of the passage, so he ran directly towards the big iron shelf where AK47 was placed, because his purpose of opening the second-level arsenal this time was very clear, that is, to get more AK47, and to get a lot of exclusive ammunition, because AK47, the assault rifle of the pit father, is the entire high-consumption threshing machine, if the bullets are not prepared enough, it will be blind to take an empty gun in his hand.

The gate of the second-level arsenal should be about 100 meters away from the iron frame where the AK47 is placed, and if you try hard, you should be able to run back and forth within a minute.

Thinking of this, Ye Zheng didn't dare to delay for a second, he rushed directly to the AK47's shelf, grabbed the gun and carried it on his shoulder, the weight of AK47 is about eight catties, if he takes a single gun at a time, it will not exceed fifteen at most, and if he really takes so many guns, the speed of running will be much lower, and this is very physically demanding, so Ye Zheng thought about it, or give up taking fifteen AK47s at a time, he decided to take ten guns at a time, which is much easier, and the speed of running back and forth is also very fast。

After taking ten AK47s and sizing them on his shoulders, he strode towards the gate, threw all his guns into the cabin, and then ran back without stopping.

This time to open the second-level arsenal, Ye Zheng had already planned in his heart, every time he took a gun, he would only take a gun, and those who took ammunition would only take ammunition, so that the efficiency would be much improved.

In the second-level arsenal, after running back and forth desperately five times, Ye Zheng had successfully thrown forty AK47 assault rifles out of the gate, at this time, he looked up at the time on the display screen and found that the ten minutes of opening time were already more than four minutes left.

Therefore, for the next four minutes or so, he could no longer take the guns, and it was time to move the ammunition wildly, otherwise, if the ammunition was not enough, no matter how much the arms and guns were used.

Thinking of this, he rushed to the side of the iron frame as fast as he could, and after moving a few boxes of exclusive ammunition from the bottom of the iron frame where the AK47 was placed, he stacked them together and prepared to move them in the direction of the gate.

I have to say that the bullets of AK47 are very heavy, for example, he only moved three boxes of bullets, the packaging specification of each box of bullets is 1,000 rounds, and three boxes are 3,000 rounds.

Because carrying ammunition can not be carried on the shoulder like carrying a gun, he can only rely on the strength of his arm to support these three boxes of bullets, so it is quite difficult, but his physical strength is also relatively fast.

Therefore, when he pushed the three boxes of ammunition out of the gate with difficulty, the total time spent this time was already close to one minute and twenty seconds.

Ye Zheng moved his sore arms, looked up at the remaining time, and found that the remaining time was only three minutes and nine seconds, he immediately turned around and ran towards the iron frame of AK47 again, and at the same time silently calculated in his heart, and finally found that the remaining three minutes and nine seconds could only carry ammunition outside twice at most. Even if these two times are the same as the previous one, only one minute and twenty seconds of time can be consumed, then the remaining twenty-seven seconds are far from enough.

Thinking of this, Ye Zheng secretly calculated in his heart, the first two times he used his physical strength to move six boxes of ammunition out, and in the remaining twenty seconds, he picked up a few boxes of ammunition, and then chose to automatically withdraw from the arsenal, so that he could still take it three times in the second-level arsenal.

In this way, after Ye Zheng carried six boxes of ammunition and exited the gate with great difficulty, he found that there were only twenty seconds left, and at that moment he couldn't take a breath, and rushed to the side of the iron frame where the AK47 was placed at a speed of 100 meters, and then tried his best to move out five boxes of ammunition from under the shelf, and held it up with difficulty.

"The secondary arsenal will be closed in three seconds, do you want to exit now?"

Ye Zheng gritted his teeth, the green tendons on his forehead were rising, his delicate face was suffocated red because of excessive weight-bearing, and he responded with difficulty in his mind: "Hurry up, I want to withdraw from the second-level arsenal immediately!"

Shout!

When Ye Zheng made this decision, suddenly, his figure flashed, and he disappeared into the second-level arsenal.

When he reappeared, he had collapsed on the floor of the cabin.

At this time, Ye Zheng was lying flat in the cabin with weak limbs, gasping for breath, and the five boxes of ammunition around him were also rolling on the ground messily, he gasped and scolded: "I'll fuck it, uncle, this is really fucking tired with arms and equipment! It seems that my physical strength is still not good, I have to ask Liu Chengfeng in the future to see if there is a panacea similar to Hercules Pills, and when the time comes, take one and prepare it when you enter the arsenal to move arms, otherwise, who can fucking stand such a high-load of physical exertion!" ”

After lying on the ground and resting for about five minutes, at this time, Ye Zheng felt that his physical strength had recovered a lot, and it was time to continue to open the next arsenal.

At this time, the robot Huaxia came to Ye Zheng's side and asked respectfully, "Sir, do you still need to open the arsenal?"

Ye Zheng sat up from the ground, nodded and said, "Go on, open the second-level arsenal for me immediately, I haven't got enough arms and equipment yet!"

"Okay, sir, I'll open it for you right away!"

The door of the second-level arsenal was opened again.

Before Ye Zheng stepped into the arsenal this time, he took a deep breath and secretly decided not to hold a gun anymore, but to carry more bullets, only bullets are the soul of arms, and only bullets are king.

Ye Zheng took three minutes again, after moving out six boxes of ammunition from the second-level arsenal, he felt that he was really tired today, although he was also very tired before, but he only opened the arsenal once before, and today he opened it twice in a row, although it was not a long time, but the labor force in it was indeed very strong.

When he picked up the three boxes of ammunition for the third time and headed towards the gate with difficulty, when he was still more than 20 meters away from the gate, he suddenly crooked his feet and fell, and suddenly, all three boxes of ammunition fell to the ground.

"Fuck, I'm so fucking unlucky, I'm about to move to the door, and I actually gave Lao Tzu a slip!"

Ye Zheng got up from the ground with a curse, ready to pick up the three boxes of ammunition on the ground and continue to run towards the door.

Just when he got up, he suddenly found that there were many familiar arms and weapons on a row of iron shelves beside him.

"Haha, shotgun, this powerful ......"