(Money, money, I thought it was the end of the world, so I didn't have to worry about money.) I didn't expect that with this system, I would have to work hard to develop my own career. ）

Although he complained in his heart, Liu Long knew that in order to better survive in this world, he must continue to strengthen his strength.

Liu Long inspected the base this day, practiced guns at the shooting range, put all the vegetables in the small space in the storage room, and went home to tease his daughter-in-law, but it passed quickly!

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In a blink of an eye, he came early the next morning, after eating, he fed the two big golden retrievers, and asked his daughter-in-law to feed the dogs on time, and Liu Long came to the gate of the base. Xue Peng and the others have been waiting here for a while!

There were six cars parked in front of the door, two Humvees, and the rest were all pickups. Xue Peng and others collected all the pickup trucks around yesterday, and there were only four of them. Reluctantly, one person and one car. A group of seven people drove out of the base and headed towards the criminal police detachment.

The first car was a Humvee driven by Li Jianliang, and he was equipped with two May Fourth pistols. The second is Xue Peng and Liu Long's Humvee, the two are equipped with three five-four pistols, and the next four are Fatty, Datou, Wang Shuo, and Ma Jiaqiang. The fat man and the big man each had a five-four pistol, and they also brought two double-barreled shotguns. The next two people are each with a May Fourth pistol!

The vehicle was driving rapidly, and the cars on the road had basically been hit by the mutant beasts, but they didn't encounter any obstacles.

In less than ten minutes, the journey of nearly three kilometers was completed, and the group drove the car into the courtyard of the criminal police detachment. After parking the car, everyone kept in formation and walked towards the criminal police team. At this time, the criminal police team, the dilapidated building, the lush trees on both sides, and the many bullet holes in the walls, were obviously so desolate.

Xue Peng raised his gun in both hands and led the team towards the building of the criminal police detachment little by little, but stopped in front of the door.

'Bang Bang' Xue Peng tapped the iron handle on the door with a shovel in front, and the sound of huge iron striking echoed throughout the entire three-story building. But not a single zombie appeared, and no sound came out, and the building of the entire criminal police detachment was terrifyingly quiet.

"No loss! The boss stays here, the fat man, and the big head stays to protect the boss. Li Jianliang, you took Wang Shuo to search the second floor, and I took Ma Jiaqiang to search the third floor. Gun hangars are generally not located in the basement or on the first floor. Let's go! Xue Peng directly gave the order, and the four of them went up the stairs first, leaving Liu Long and the three of them standing in the hall.

"Hey, boss, you see, there's a gun on this corpse." The fat man saw the corpse of the fallen policeman in the hall, with a pistol pinned to his waist.

"It's May Fourth, how good it would be if it was 92. You take it and I'll go over there and have a look. The fat man said and shoved the gun to the big head, and groped for the other corpse.

The big head looked at the gun in his hand, and found that this gun was obviously of a better quality than the gun in his hand, and when he withdrew the magazine, he found that it was full, checked it a little, and held it in his hand.

"Boss~ Boss, the gun room has been opened, at the end of the west side of the third floor!" Xue Peng's report came from the headset.

"Let's go!" Liu Long said hello, and the three of them walked upstairs.

As soon as I walked up to the third floor, I saw Wang Shuo and Ma Jiaqiang on guard at the staircase on the third floor. The two of them no longer had a May Fourth pistol in their hands, and one of them took a spear and stood guard at the staircase.

"Boss!"

"Hmm."

After a brief hello, Liu Long anxiously walked quickly to the corner of the third floor. As soon as he walked around the corner, he saw Xue Peng and Li Jianliang taking guns out of the gun room, and there were already seven long guns leaning against the wall, and more than a dozen pistols on the ground.

"Boss, we have searched, there are no zombies in the entire criminal police team, maybe all the criminal police went out on a mission when the virus broke out!" Xue Peng looked at Liu Long and said.

"Tell me about the takeaways!" Liu Long looked at the guns on the ground and asked Xue Peng directly.

"Okay, since this is a criminal police detachment, it is not equipped with many long guns, seven Type 79 submachine guns, two Type 97 shotguns, fourteen Type 54 pistols, twenty-one Type 92 pistols, and a total of forty-four guns were seized. Of these, 3,000 rounds of 7.26 mm rounds were used for Type 54 pistols and Type 79 submachine guns, more than 1,000 rounds of 5.8 mm rounds for Type 92 pistols, and only 200 rounds of 18.4 mm shotguns used in Type 97 shotguns. Xue Peng carefully introduced all the firearms to Liu Long.

"Huh? Submachine gun? Don't have a 95 rifle or a sniper rifle? Liu Long asked with a little regret.

"Nope! The guns were only armed and SWAT, and the nearest SWAT base was 10 kilometres away. However, these guns have greatly enhanced our combat effectiveness, and the submachine guns in our hands are not much different from the rifles in the hands of ordinary soldiers, but the penetration and lethality are a little worse. Xue Peng comforted Liu Long beside him.

"I drove four pickup trucks, and one was full enough, so let's move it out quickly!"

Several people quickly carried the guns and ammunition out of the gun room, and when they came, the seven people were carrying pistols and double-barreled shotguns, and when they left, each person had a Type 79 submachine gun, and Liu Long took a Type 97 shotgun, because he felt that it was windy.

The fat man and the big head carried a submachine gun behind him and a pistol pinned to his waist, and quickly moved the captured guns and ammunition downstairs.

Suddenly, there was a tight sound of gunfire downstairs, which quickly changed from one to two, and the sound of submachine gun shooting suddenly echoed in the small courtyard of the traffic police detachment.

"呲呲~ Return to the corridor, return to the corridor, request fire support upstairs, and encounter a group of mutant dogs downstairs!" The headset was filled with the angry shouts of a fat man.

With a 'bang', Xue Peng and Li Jianliang broke the glass in the corridor on the third floor, leaned out of the window with their guns, and quickly pulled the trigger of the submachine gun. Wang Shuo and Ma Jiaqiang slowed down two beats, and they also came to the window quickly, aimed at the bottom and pulled the trigger.

"I'll pick them up, don't cut off your firepower, remember to shoot cross-fire." Xue Peng instructed the three of them as he ran, and at the same time changed the empty magazine and ran to the staircase.

Liu Long put his shotgun on his shoulder, picked up a submachine gun from the wall, and came to the window. The street outside was already full of mutant dogs at some point, and when I glanced at it, I knew that there were no less than twenty, and two mutant dogs had fallen on the ground in the yard, and blood was flowing.

'Tututu' saw that the three people around him had finished firing the bullets, and Liu Long didn't care whether he was accurate or not, he pressed the muzzle of the gun and shot at the mutant dog below. More than half of the bullets fired by Liu Long missed the target, and only seven or eight shots hit the mutant dog's body, in the end, it was a submachine gun, even if it was the same bullet, the penetration was more than twice as high as that of the pistol, and it was no longer a small hole with a diameter of half a centimeter, but a large hole with a diameter of nearly two centimeters.

The sound of footsteps behind him meant that Xue Peng had covered the fat man and the two of them coming up!

"Everyone, throw the finished magazine to the ground behind you, the fat man and the boss hold shotguns and submachine guns to guard the staircase, Wang Shuo and Ma Jiaqiang put bullets on the finished magazine, and the rest of the people shoot cross-fire at the window, and a mutant dog breaks in to remind the fat man!" Xue Peng quickly assigned tasks according to the terrain and personnel.

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PS：

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Shake your little hands and add to the bookshelf.

Take out the ticket and support it.

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