"Okay Korean team, 100 M9 pistols, and 1,000 rounds of matching ammunition. The barracks is in the works, please ...... later"

"Squeak" Suddenly, another door of the barracks was opened, and boxes ......of black suitcases were "teleported" out one by one.

Why is it "teleported"? Because Han Feng saw that after the door was opened, there was a conveyor belt in operation inside, sending these suitcases out one by one.

How long has it been since Luna finished speaking to the barracks to open the door and deliver guns?! It's less than a second, it's almost instantaneous, right?!

Seeing boxes of weapons coming out, Han Feng couldn't help but be curious and stepped forward. Lift the first box in front of you and can't wait to open it......

I saw that under the fixation of the sponge lining in the box, ten M9 pistols were placed in a comprehensive and staggered manner. Around the gun, ten pitch-black clippers were also quietly placed there.

"Report to the Han team, all weapons and ammunition have been made." While Han Feng was still immersed in admiring the guns, Luna in his mind suddenly opened her mouth to report.

"So fast?!" While replying, Han Feng looked up at the back of the suitcase.

I saw that behind the other nine black suitcases, there were ten square "boxes", all wrapped in brown paper. No need to ask, this must be a bullet.

Counting them down, there were ten cartridges with 100 rounds each.

Looking at the pile of things in front of him, Han Feng frowned and pondered...... The M9 pistol has a magazine memory that can hold fifteen rounds. Match all pistols and bullets, with an average of only 10 rounds per pistol......

"Not enough, not enough!" After calculating this, Han Feng continued to order, "Luna, make another two thousand rounds of matching ammunition for the M9 pistol!" ”

"Report to the Korean team, it takes 200 gold coins to make a matching bullet for the 2,000 rounds of M9 pistol, please confirm ......"

"Confirm!"

"Okay Korean team, the barracks are being made, please ...... later"

After talking to Luna, Han Feng thought to himself that each pistol was equipped with thirty rounds, which was barely enough...... After all, pistols can only be used for self-defense, and if you want to fight zombies, you have to rely on light machine guns! At least it has to be an AK47.

Thinking of this, Han Feng asked stupidly, "Luna, how much gold does AK47 cost?" ”

"Report to the Korean team, AK47 is counted as a normal weapon, and the manufacturing price is one gold coin. Note: The AK47 manufactured by the barracks does not have an upgrade function, nor does it have accessories such as scopes and bayonets. ”

"Pretty !!" After hearing the price of the mobilized AK47, Han Feng cheered! Then he said, "Luna, make ...... One hundred AK47s! In addition to 30,000 matching bullets! ”

"Report to the Han team, make a hundred AK47s and 30,000 rounds of matching ammunition, you need four hundred gold coins, please confirm."

"Indeed...... Uh, wait. Just as Han Feng was about to confirm the production, he hesitated......

Because he thought, inside the arsenal...... There are also weapons left behind by the previous mobilizers when they were killed.

"Luna, how many AK47s are left behind by the fallen conscripts in the arsenal right now?"

"Report to the Korean team, there are one hundred and fifty-two AK47s left in the arsenal."

Hearing the number of guns, Han Feng was stunned and said, "Isn't it?" …… More than one hundred and fifty? How is it so little? Didn't you ask last time there were more than 300 sticks? ”

"Report to the Korean team...... Because of the fire......"

"Well, I know......" Hearing the explanation that it was still a fire, Han Feng was relieved.

Then he said, "Since there are so many AKs...... Then let's just make bullets. ”

After thinking about it, Han Feng instructed: "50,000 rounds of AK47 bullets, confirm, let's make it." ”

"Okay Korean team." After Luna finished speaking, Han Feng's account disappeared in an instant, and five hundred gold coins disappeared......

"Squeak......

The newly made rifle bullets, compared to ordinary pistol bullets, have undergone a big change in packaging.

First of all, the outer packaging of non-metallic and non-plastic materials is very eye-catching. Han Feng stepped forward and touched it, but he didn't discern what kind of material it was.

Lifting the rifle bullet box, Han Feng felt that the weight was very heavy, and he almost didn't lift it with one arm......

"Luna, how many bullets are there in this box?"

"Report to the Korean team, a box of rifle bullets, five hundred rounds."

"No wonder it's so heavy." Muttering, Han Feng put down the bullet box in his hand. When he got up and looked at the weapon in front of him, he was stunned......

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It turned out that at his feet, there were dense piles of large and small boxes.

Holding his head, Han Feng shouted in his heart that he was hasty!!

At the same time, Han Feng also realized a problem in his heart, that is, all the semi-trailers should not have been unloaded by now. After hesitating, Han Feng ordered: "Luna, let Simon bring a large team, drive all the armored vehicles, and come over to load." ”

"Okay Korean team."

At the end of the conversation, while waiting for the "clean-up troops", the barracks continued to send ammunition outward......

A few minutes later, more than a dozen armored vehicles arrived at the barracks. As soon as he saw Simon, Han Feng, who was "buried" in the pile of weapons, felt that he was "saved......

According to Han Feng's instructions, the entire crew of a large group began to carry boxes to load into the armored car.

Looking at the busy back of the Red Police soldier, Han Feng silently took out his mobile phone......

"It's midnight......" Reading the time on the display screen of his phone, Han Feng realized that it was time to go back and rest.

But the barracks continued to send ammunition out, and the weapons at the barracks gate were not all collected.

After a pause, Han Feng looked at Simon and asked, "Simon, how long will it take to finish the work?" ”

"Report to the Korean team, due to the small capacity of the armored vehicle, this trip will definitely not be able to load these weapons and ammunition, I estimate that I will have to do it again."

"......" After Simon finished speaking, Han Feng pursed his lips...... Gotta ~ come and go this time, and I don't know how long it will take.

After pondering for a few seconds, Han Feng said, "Weapons and ammunition...... Let's put it in the warehouse first. I'll work hard for you tonight, and the personnel on duty will go to the warehouse to divide some of them. ”

As he said this, Han Feng suddenly remembered that due to the fire, the warehouse had been burned out of several large holes. At present, it is not practical to make a temporary remedy, and the only way to do this is to put the weapons and ammunition in the "leaky" warehouse, and wait until tomorrow morning to solve the problem of storing weapons.

Coupled with the addition of Red Alert soldiers in charge of guarding near the warehouse, there is no need to worry about security.

"Okay Han team!"

"Come on! I'll leave it to you next~" Patting Simon on the shoulder, Han Feng turned around and walked towards the multi-purpose infantry vehicle.

On the way back, Han Feng's face was full of happy smiles.

I really didn't expect the bullet of AK47 to be a low-level bullet?! One gold coin can be exchanged for 100 rounds!

You must know that the reward for the mobilization to kill a first-level zombie is also a gold coin. According to the comparison of previous data, a zero-star mobilized soldier killed a first-class mourner

On average, corpses consume four to five bullets.

One hundred rounds of ammunition is enough for one mobilized soldier to kill twenty first-class zombies! This is completely "white prostitution"!

Every time he thought of this, Han Feng couldn't suppress the smile on his face......

Back at the zinc mine, Han Feng, who was lying on the bed upstairs, suppressed his excited heartbeat and comforted himself to go to bed quickly, and there were other things waiting for him to deal with when he got up tomorrow.

But...... The more I thought about it, the more I couldn't sleep. Tonight, Han Feng had insomnia...... It wasn't until three o'clock in the morning that I fell asleep.

The next morning at half past seven...... Han Feng squinted his two bloodshot eyes and began the day's actions.

Standing at the bedroom window, Han Feng lit a cigarette. Looking at the warehouse not far away, he asked thoughtfully, "Luna, do we have any color steel left?" ”

"Report to the Han team, there are still remaining color steels, but the number is not too much."

After hearing this, Han Feng continued to ask, "How many square meters of house can you build?" ”

"About 140 square meters."

"Cover it~ It's in the zinc mine. Build a color steel house as an arsenal, so that even if there is an emergency on the side of the zinc mine, there will be enough ammunition to supply. ”

After a pause, without waiting for Luna to answer, Han Feng continued: "When the color steel room is built, build a wall around it~ just leave a door that can enter and exit." ”

"Okay Korean team."

Then, according to the place that Han Feng had just shown, Luna began to work on the matter.

"The first-level barracks are so fierce...... What will be the additional reward of the second-level barracks......" muttering in a low voice, Han Feng extinguished the cigarette butt, turned around and entered the bathroom, ready to wash up briefly.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Han Feng appeared in the restaurant.

Black sesame paste, oatmeal porridge, white flour steamed buns, sausages, pickles...... At the back of the table, there's also a chocolate cake!

Looking at the delicious food on the table, Han Feng licked the corners of his mouth.

But...... What made Han Feng wonder was that he was the only one in the restaurant at this time, and he didn't see anyone else.

"No matter~ I'm dying of hunger!" Glancing at it privately, Han Feng sat on the stool with a big grin, picked up a steamed bun and started the meal directly.

"I'll just make a splash~ You're going to eat?"

As soon as Han Feng got down to a bowl of oatmeal porridge, he heard Liu Rui's voice behind him.

"What about you? Where have they gone? Han Feng did not answer Liu Rui's question, but asked rhetorically.

"They all followed Wei Yun to distribute supplies, and they shouldn't be able to come back for a while."

When Liu Rui said this, he had already come to Han Feng. took out a cup, poured a cup of boiling water, looked at Han Feng and asked, "What to drink?" Milk? Guozhen? Milk tea? Or coffee? ”

"Coffee ...... I didn't sleep well yesterday, just in time to wake up. ”

"Okay~"

After answering, Liu Rui turned around and took out a bag of coffee from the cabinet behind him. While the cabinet door was not closed, Han Feng also saw that it was full of various drink powders.

"Thanks to you, bring back such a drink. Here, this is your coffee~" After serving the stirred instant coffee to Han Feng, Liu Rui brewed another bag of milk powder and said: "The coffee is too bitter, but the milk is still delicious~"

In this way, Han Feng and Liu Rui chatted without a word. Ten minutes later, Han Feng "emptied" all the breakfast on the table, including the chocolate cake.

According to Liu Rui's explanation, this cake was baked by Wei Yun himself.