"Come here, everybody."

Hu Bayi also took the opportunity to turn around and found a map of the distribution of fortress facilities, which was densely packed with the names of many military units.

He called everyone over and said in surprise: "Look, this is the granary, the water room, the power generation room, the gun hangar, and these green markers, all of which are exit locations!" ”

The fat man couldn't read the map, so he asked directly, "Don't you sell it, okay?" Just lead us directly, oh yes, find the gun arsenal first, with a gun in hand, the fat man can rest assured! ”

He had long coveted the Remington of the Yan Army, and coming to the military fortress at this time could be regarded as a chance to fulfill this wish.

"Find the power room first, it's dark here, it's been empty for decades, and if you can't keep any poisonous snakes and beasts to settle down, you have to get a light."

"That's right."

"I agree."

Yan Jun expressed his opinion, which was unanimously supported by everyone.

Immediately, everyone found the power generation room along the road, and after a long while, they finally shook the diesel generator.

"Buzz."

The current was transmitted rapidly, and the entire underground fortress was instantly lit up with dim electric lights, although the light was not as bright as the flashlight, but it was no longer the kind of darkness that made people palpitate.

Yan Jun turned off the wolf's eyes, took the M1935 handed by Hu Bayi, replaced the magazine, and inserted it back into the holster.

Then they went to the water room and looked around, but they found that the pumping machine and the water pipe were rusted to death, and there was not a drop of water at all.

I had no choice but to follow the fat man's wish, follow the map guide to the gun store, and prepare to exchange for some high-powered weapons for self-defense.

In the armory, there were rows of iron shelves, on which were placed many long wooden boxes, some of which could not fit and were stacked on the ground.

When!

Yan military sappers smashed an iron lock with a shovel, pried it open, and said to Sakurako, who was following him: "Sister, don't use your old shotgun, replace it with this." ”

"This is the Thirty-Eight Big Cover!"

Sakurako is no stranger to guns, picked up one, and said happily while groping: "When I was a child, I saw my uncle use it, but their militia team is all broken guns, and these are still new!" ”

"Hey, good guy, with this thing, you can always break the crust of that old zongzi, right?"

The fat man also took a 38 big cover, pried open a box of bullets next to him, and filled the magazine beautifully.

"Cut, old hat."

Hu Bayi was dismissive of this, and still walked around the warehouse, and on the shelves in the back row, he saw two slightly shorter boxes, more refined workmanship, and plaster flags printed on them.

His heart moved, he stretched out his hand and dragged one down, shouting through the shelf: "Fatty, don't fiddle with that broken gun, come and pry this open!" ”

Several people approached when they heard this, and the fat man slapped the broken lock with a shovel, and then pried it open with a shovel.

I saw that in the box, there were 15 oddly shaped guns, short barreled wooden supports, curved magazines, and their own bipods.

At both ends of the box, dozens of magazines were wrapped in plastic bags, black and shiny, and they all looked like new guys.

The fat man and the others had never seen this kind of gun, so they asked Hu Bayi, and when he saw that this thing had the opportunity to pretend to be forced, he coughed and began to criticize everyone.

"This is a 100-style submachine gun, an imitation of the German-made MP34, which was equipped in the later stage of the war in order to deal with the Soviet army, although the appearance is a little deformed, but the performance is quite good, much stronger than the 38 big cover in your hand."

With that, he picked one up and unloaded the magazine to check the inside.

"Holy! This is a good thing, with this thing, who is afraid of the thousand-year-old zongzi? ”

As soon as he heard that it was a submachine gun, the fat man immediately threw away the 38 type, grabbed one in his hand, and then went to look for bullets.

Seeing that they had all changed into submachine guns, Yan Jun also took one.

Then, while they were scattered to find bullets, he pried open another box, stuffed five submachine guns into the system space, and swept away all the magazines inside.

After a while, the fat man found a few boxes of bullets on the shelf not far away, and called everyone over, Yan Jun hugged a dozen magazines and went over to load them together.

After nearly half an hour of busy work, the four of them each held a submachine gun and three magazines pinned to their waists, which can be described as a shotgun for a gun!

Then the fat man took the lead, just like when the devil entered the village, one by one in the warehouse, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, and smashing and prying.

Finally, the emperor lived up to his painstaking efforts, not only found another box of gas masks, but also pried out two big killing weapons by him!

"Grandma's, this is a Soviet-made P41, and a Japanese-made Type 97 anti-tank rifle!"

As soon as the box was pried open, Huba screamed excitedly.

The fat man's eyes widened as well: "This... The little devil is really interesting, his own guy stayed and didn't say anything, and he gave the family property of his rival to Mixi, what a big drop of good people! ”

The anti-tank gun was a tank killer weapon for infantry companies in various countries during World War II!

As long as the distance does not exceed 300 meters, basically all armored vehicles and light tanks can be penetrated with one shot!

This warehouse is only twenty square meters, and there are more than ten boxes stacked in it, I thought there were no good things, and I didn't want to seal this kind of murder weapon!

"I'll go, today's trip is too worthwhile, is it the so-called newbie welfare?"

Seeing the Soviet-made P41, Yan Jun was secretly happy in his heart, he had the system space in his hand, as long as the volume did not exceed two cubic meters, he could be stuffed in it and taken away!

Although the length of this gun is more than two meters, the system space is not boxy, but can be stretched and flattened according to the host's mind, not to mention two meters, even if it is 4 meters, it can be stuffed in!

He was bound to get this thing, and without waiting for the fat man to greet him, he hurriedly looked for ammunition.

"Here!" As the boxes were pried open, the ammunition could not escape the clutches.

ALTHOUGH MOST OF THEM WERE JAPANESE 20MM ARMOR-PIERCING BULLETS AND HIGH-EXPLOSIVE SHELLS, HE STILL FOUND MOST OF THE BOXES OF SOVIET-MADE 14.5MM ARMOR-PIERCING BULLETS, WHICH SEEMED TO HAVE BEEN CAPTURED WITH THE GUN.

Some of the scattered bullets have been rusted and completely scrapped, but there are still a few boxes with packaging, about 100 rounds or so, and there is moisture-proof oiled paper in them.

Yan Jun poured all the bullets into his backpack, picked up the Soviet-made P41 again, and said with a smile: "Commander Hu, you said that this thing can kill the old zongzi?" ”

"Are you amused? Within 300 meters of this gun, it can penetrate 30 mm of special steel plates, and the body of the red-haired monster will be broken into two sections with one shot! ”

As soon as Huba finished speaking, he reminded him again: "But this thing weighs 20 kilograms, can you hold it like this?" ”

"Hehe, I didn't ask..."

Yan Jun wiped the oil on the receiver while smiling without raising his head.

But before he finished laughing, Sakurako next to him suddenly shook and interrupted him with a frightened look.

"Hu... Brother Hu, I see... I saw a kid running behind you..."

Child?

This is an underground fortress, built in the deep mountains and old forests, and it is impossible for the best hunters to enter, how can there be children?

Everyone turned their heads to look, and saw that behind Hu Bayi was the iron door of this storeroom, and there was a passage outside the door, about twenty meters away, there was a T-junction, and Sakurako's hand pointed there!

The fat man rubbed his eyes, turned on the flashlight and shone it over, but there was nothing, and he grinned: "Big sister, you're afraid you're hungry, right?" Alas, when you go out, my brother promises to bake a hare for you, and you will be full! ”

"Ding! Now release a new mission: (choose one of two) 1, bury the twin imps with your own hands, and complete the reward: lightning peachwood sword! 2. Kill the twin imps with your own hands and complete the reward: Eight Swords of the King of Yue - but the evil sword! ”

When Yan Jun received the system prompt, he couldn't help frowning, and said: "Let's not be careless, it's gloomy and terrifying here, the sun and the moon are not seen all year round, and it is not uncommon for dirty things to be there." ”

"Well, the equipment is almost complete, let's hurry up."

After the incident of Lao Zongzi, Hu Bayi's worldview has undergone subtle changes, and he is quite afraid of ghosts and gods, urging everyone to leave.

At the moment, the fat man was in front, Yan Jun was second, Sakura was third, and after Hu Ba pressed down, the four of them formed a column and marched in the direction of the marked exit.

Within a few minutes, he came to a collapsed passage, and Huba shook his head gloomily as he checked the map: "This is it, it has been blown up, and so must the other entrances." ”