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The next day, Wen Qing touched the back of his head, which was still aching, and sat up from the bed that had been improvised from the wooden planks.

"If I don't stop the sir, this place we've managed so hard to take down will probably be destroyed soon." M4A1, who was standing next to the bed, said with a serious face.

"I don't think you're too serious and you're a few hundred words away, force water, no, I want to adjust the atmosphere."

During the explanation, Wen Qing looked at the huge black smoke column outside the window: "What are you doing outside?" Bonfire morning meeting? ”

"If the corpses are left unattended, it is easy to cause a plague or attract nearby zombies, so I took it upon myself to pile these corpses together and burn them."

Girl, please respect the zombie profession, although they can't eat hungry every day, but they will never be able to eat the corpses of the same kind.

"Whew!" A beastly wail suddenly sounded outside the window, Wen Qing jumped up from the bed and threw himself at the window, Nima, do you want to slap your face so quickly!?

Looking at the corpse brother on the street who desperately threw himself on the pile of burning corpses despite the raging fire, Wen Qing suddenly felt that his face hurt so much......

"It's really Romeo and Juliet of the zombie world." After smiling dryly and forcibly explaining, Wen Qing shifted his attention to the next itinerary, "Did you count yesterday's harvest?" ”

"Yes, it's been counted," M4A1 pulled out a folder from his back and flipped through the report, "There are 16 firearms, including 14 pistols and 2 pump-action ******, and 153 rounds of ammunition of all kinds." ”

"Wait!" Wen Qing's eyes widened and interrupted the girl's report: "Why are there only so many guns and ammunition?" ”

He remembered that there were no less than 20 zombies in the police station, so there should be at least 20 or more firearms, right? And this counted bullet ......

Wen Qing suddenly remembered the scene where he shot zombies frantically on the second floor yesterday, okay, this ammunition should be accurate......

"Not every police officer has a gun, sir." M4A1 gave Wen Qing a bit of knowledge popularization, "Moreover, not all of the matching guns are loaded with live ammunition, most of them are mixed with empty cartridges and live ammunition." ”

"Okay." Wen Qing shrugged his shoulders, he really didn't know about this, he just didn't know how many live bullets and how many empty rounds he fired yesterday, anyway, he could drill a hole in the zombie's body.

Thinking of this, Wen Qing couldn't help but take out the builder, thinking in his heart how many resources these things could bring him after conversion.

Now that he has taken the police station as a stronghold, it is time for him to think about the development of farming in the future, build a high wall, accumulate grain, and slowly become the king, which is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancestors.

"First of all, we need to strengthen the perimeter guardrail." Wen Qing glanced at the metal guardrail outside the police station, although it looked quite sturdy at the moment, no one knew what would happen to the zombies.

"But what do you want to strengthen it with?" M4A1 asked, confused.

"yes, with what?" Wen Qing also felt a headache, strengthening the defense, it was easy to say, but it was difficult to do, not only to find the right materials, but also to do it, which took a little time and energy.

"Well, let's take a break." Since there is no good way for the time being, it can only be postponed, and Wen Qing skips the schedule to the next item: food.

"Did you find anything other than guns and ammunition?" Glancing at his shoes and clothes stained with jet-black blood, Wen Qing frowned, it was time to change his outfit.

"Two boxes of compressed biscuits and cans were found in the police station's storage room, which should hold us up for a while." M4A1 flipped through a folder of papers, "Six police uniforms and four TMC vests with Level 3 bulletproof inserts were also found, as well as three Kevlar helmets. ”

"Bring me a set." As soon as he heard that there was still so much equipment in the police station, Wen Qing suddenly came to his senses, with these things, he was equivalent to an extra life.

Twenty minutes later, Wen Qing, dressed in a new outfit, appeared in the hall of the police station, and in front of him was all the weapons and ammunition that had been scavenged from the zombies and the police station.

"Keep a pistol and shotgun, and switch the rest." After picking out a good-looking USP and shotshots, Wen Qing threw all the remaining weapons into the builder.

"M4, what kind of gun is this?" Wen Qing fiddled with the ****** in his hand, looking like he couldn't put it down.

"The Remington M870 ******," the M4A1 replied, "is very popular with the police, especially the Border Guards." ”

"Looks like they have as good taste as I do." Hearing this, the corners of the girl's mouth twitched fiercely.

There's no man who doesn't love guns, and if he does, he's a pseudo-girl. This is a sentence that Wen Qing learned from the Internet in the original world, although it is a little biased, but he agrees with it very much.

"Leave 4 magazines of pistol bullets and 30 shotguns, and the rest will be converted." Following the weapon, Wen Qing threw the remaining ammunition into the builder as well.

He also wanted to keep all these bullets for himself, but he knew his current shooting level better, although he said that good marksmanship is fed with bullets, but now is obviously not the time for him to practice marksmanship.

260 steel, 70 rations, 120 ammunition, and 250 parts, these are the four resources that Wenqing now has after the conversion.

"That is, a pistol can contribute about 10 of steel and 10 parts, while a ****** is 20 each." Wen Qing roughly calculated the resources contributed by these weapons, "And ammunition is simply calculated according to the fact that one bullet is equal to 1 ammunition, whether it is live ammunition or empty ammunition." ”

Just yesterday to clean up the police station, M4A1 and ump9 and 98k three people together consumed nearly 20 ammo, and the rations were also minus 30, although the ammunition in the resource and the actual ammunition, and the formula for the conversion of resource rations and actual rations, Wen Qing didn't know, but this was already a big consumption.

"Originally, I wanted to take the opportunity to build a few more big shots, but it seems that it won't work." Wen Qing sighed in disappointment.

Farming has not yet been successful, and comrades still need to work hard.