Clearing the zombies in the office building is followed by a search.

Don't look at this office building has two floors, but there are not many rooms, Wang Peng searched quickly, but the harvest was very disappointing.

The zombies killed by Arnold Lambo were all uniformed police comrades, but none of them were equipped with guns without exception.

After searching most of the rooms, the only thing I found was a few pairs of handcuffs, which were completely useless.

Disappointed, Wang Peng set his eyes on several rooms that had not been opened.

No matter how small it is, it's a police station! It's to have no weapons!

I'm afraid the guns and bullets are in the warehouse, and one of these unopened rooms must be a warehouse right now!

"Rambo, prepare to break down violently."

didn't find the key, and now Wang Peng can only make a choice.

The temptation of firearms for Wang Peng is too great! Totally worth the adventure!

In an office building, the noise is blocked by the walls, and the distance it travels is limited, which is completely different from what it used to be on the street.

Even so, Wang Peng still asked Arnold to stay on the first floor just in case, and notified them as soon as there was a situation.

These locked rooms are all on the second floor, as long as Arnold guards the entrance of the corridor on the first floor, it is a husband and a wife!

Swallowing his saliva, Wang Peng looked at Rambo a little nervously and nodded slowly.

Rambo raised his fire axe and slashed at the closed door.

The wooden door was torn apart by Rambo in the blink of an eye, but this room was a conference room.

Hemp eggs!

couldn't help but curse secretly, turned his head to look at another door next to him that couldn't be opened, and somehow, Wang Peng suddenly had a very strange sense of disobedience in his heart.

The current situation suddenly gave him a sense of déjà vu playing online games.

Killing zombies before was leveling up monsters, and when encountering powerful monsters, they had to be led out and killed one by one.

Now the scene of violently breaking the door is very much like opening a treasure chest, hoping to open the best equipment.

"It's like that! It's so TM like! ”

Wang Peng's heart was sweating profusely.

Did you play too many games and get poisoned? I was still frightened too much, and my nerves were a little abnormal.

Killing zombies and surviving in the apocalypse is such a cruel and serious plot, but it can also have the sense of déjà vu of playing online games?

Shaking his head and putting the messy thoughts out of his mind for the time being, Wang Peng calmed down.

"Next."

There was a crackle, and the door of the second room was split open by Rambo.

"It's ......"

Looking at the things that were placed in a disorderly manner, Wang Peng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

There is a lot of mess in the house, all kinds of mobile phones, keys, and some utensils......

This is also clearly not a warehouse where weapons were placed, and the police should have confiscated the stolen goods.

After all, there is a memorial hall of Comrade XXX, the tourism industry in this town is quite developed, and petty theft is also endless, catching a thief does not mean that it can be returned to the original owner, and many stolen goods can only be stacked here if they cannot find the original owner.

Not only that, Wang Peng also saw a lot of dangerous objects in the house, such as a cold and shining machete.

Wang Peng's eyes couldn't help but light up.

He entered the room and picked up the machete, and after a closer look, he found that it was a machete made of a steel plate, the blade was not very sharp, and the handle was also wrapped in cloth, and the whole product was of inferior quality.

But this machete is very long, almost a meter in length!

If it is in the hands of Arnold and Rambo, two guys with tall and long arms, the lethality against zombies may not be much worse than that of a fire axe!

After carefully rummaging through the miscellaneous things, Wang Peng didn't find anything else that satisfied him.

It's the most valuable thing in this room.

On the other side, Rambo had already broken down the door to the third room.

Entering the third room, Wang Peng's heart beat violently, and an extremely refreshing feeling came to his heart, as if he had finally burst out of the best equipment after playing online games for several months!

Arsenal! Finally found the warehouse where the weapons were stored!

Before entering the room, Wang Peng looked inside, and immediately saw several coffee-colored holsters hanging on the wall, the black handle of the gun was exposed, flashing with an intoxicating coldness.

Wang Peng didn't expect that the day after the end of the world, he would have a gun...... Arnold and Rambo's AKs don't count.

Although it's just a pistol! But a pistol is also a gun!

In China, where gun control is so strict, Wang Peng has never even touched an imitation gun.

Excited and trembling, he took off one of the holsters and pulled out the pistol in the holster.

The knowledge of firearms is limited to TV movies and novels!

It was a standard Type 92 pistol with a pitch-black casing and a modest weight.

Wang Peng opened the magazine a little clumsy and found that it was not loaded with bullets, but it didn't matter.

Turning his head to look at the green ammo box on the side shelf, there were bags of bullets!

Great harvest! A great harvest in the absolute sense of the word!

"Can you use this gun?"

After the joy, Wang Peng immediately looked at Rambo.

"Yes, but bullets can't be replenished automatically like AKs."

Rambo's answer made him very satisfied.

"Very good, teach me how to shoot when I go back!"

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Peng asked Rambo to destroy the remaining door that could not be opened, and no one knew if there was a better guy inside.

At the same time, he began a sweep of the equipment in the house.

There were a total of 5 Type 92 pistols, and Wang Peng stuffed them into his bag with a holster and a few extra magazines.

The space in the schoolbag was limited, so Wang Peng only took out a small half pack of ammunition from the ammunition box, and asked Arnold to carry the rest back into the car later.

Looking at these bullets, Wang Peng's heart couldn't help but bloom.

The bullets in the ammunition box are all in the box, and the box is clearly marked - a box of 50 rounds!

There are 5 more boxes in this box! Counting the box that Wang Peng put in the bag that has been used up more than half, this is nearly 300 rounds of ammunition!

"Rich! Really rich! ”

Hehe smirked, Wang Peng couldn't help but fantasize in his heart.

If a bullet kills a zombie...... I can get 10 oceans for killing a zombie, and 300 bullets are 300 zombies, which is 3000 oceans!

You can build the radar directly! If you change to an American GI, you can summon 6, and the mobilization soldiers are even more exaggerated, 30! That's a lot of people in a platoon!

With such a team to protect, where can the world be so big?

"No kidding...... Kill a zombie with a bullet? Something impossible! ”

Shaking his head with a self-deprecating smile, Wang Peng no longer looked at the other equipment in the warehouse.