Chapter 8: The Realistic Arsenal!

(PS: The update time has been adjusted, which is 12 o'clock at noon and 6 o'clock in the evening)

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After living for twenty years, Mu Zhai has never seen the inside of the police station, everything is so strange and curious. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Compared to normal people, maybe the number of times I have come here in this life is also a handful.

However, Mu Zhai was not too curious, this is the end of the world, and it is not an era of peace, so his curiosity in this regard has decreased a lot.

Mu Zhai did not forget the purpose of coming here, and after a simple search of the police station and no trapped zombies were found, he began to look for it.

Naturally, the guns could not be placed in an obvious place, and even the keys could be lost in a hidden location, which made the eleven people in the Mu Mansion more difficult to search.

Mu Zhai chose the director's office first, because he felt that it was much more likely to be placed here.

When I opened the door, I found a pile of white paper in a mess, obviously there was a mess here, but it was not as serious as outside.

The glass shattered and scattered, and all the objects that had been hanging around it fell to the ground.

"I'm in trouble." Mu Zhai sighed in his heart, walked directly to the desk and opened the drawer.

The first open drawer directly blinded Mu Zhai's 24K titanium alloy dog eyes, and the red tickets made Mu Zhai all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred, about estimated, at least thirty or forty thousand, but unfortunately the end of the world, these things are collectively called waste paper.

After flipping it at random, and finding that there was only a red ticket and nothing else, he opened the second drawer and pulled it a few times at will, and after finding that it was locked, Mu Zhai began to disassemble violently.

Knock -

After the loud sound caused by the sudden impact, the unstable drawers were all dragged out directly, making Mu Zhai lose his balance and take a few steps back.

Naturally, all the contents were scattered.

"Fountain pens, notebooks, discarded materials, blank paper ......" have been seen one by one, and even small objects have not been spared, but unfortunately it is not so easy to find.

"Where the hell is it!!"

Mu Zhai scratched his hair like crazy, and his dandruff was flying!

"Commander, we found the arsenal, but we didn't find the key." A soldier walked in and saluted Mu Zhai.

"Nonsense." Mu Zhai rolled his eyes, and he would look for the key again.

didn't talk nonsense, and simply asked them to look for the key, and Mu Zhai sat on the sofa chair by himself.

"By the way, could it be hidden in a sofa chair?" Mu Zhai's mind suddenly opened up, and he muttered on a whim.

Almost all of the novels and TV are written (acted) like this, maybe they are hidden somewhere or in the dark.

Mu Zhai first took out the knife from the soldier, easily cut the imitation skin, and then after completely tinkering inside, he set his eyes on the wall, and followed the protagonists in the TV, and knocked lightly on the wall.

Knock knock knock -

Knock knock knock -

Knock knock knock -

Boom......

"For Mao, everyone sounds like a dark grid?" Mu Zhai looked around in confusion.

"Commander, we've found the key, we've opened the arsenal." The soldier said.

"What the hell!" When Mu Zhai heard the soldier's words, his eyes widened and he said in disbelief: "Where did you find it?" ”

"Sir, it's in the box next to the door to the arsenal."

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The corners of Mu Zhai's mouth twitched: "The most dangerous place is the safest place, get it, go in and have a look." ”

Following the soldiers, turning left and right, he walked into the arsenal in a few steps, and as Chen Guo turned on the light, Mu Zhai directly opened his mouth as if he had swallowed a durian, and made an exclamatory sound.

"Damn, I thought it was a little bit of ammunition at most, but it's ...... It's ...... It's an arsenal!! ”

Many guns that appear on TV are almost all here, and the Desert Eagle Mu Zhai has also seen one, but just play with it, Mu Zhai doesn't want to hurt himself, I heard that although the Desert Eagle is extremely powerful, a bullet can easily knock off an arm, but if the person who uses it has not been exercised, it is easy to withstand the recoil and fracture.

Mu Zhai thought that this would be very powerful, but there were two bazookas in the innermost, and he was drunk.

"It's a waste to keep these arms...... Forget it, next time I have a chance to ship it back. Mu Zhai thought about it, but he still didn't plan to take it away now, but asked the soldier to find the M4A1 matching silencer.

Mu Zhai also brought an M4A1 and a dozen magazines on his body, because it was not easy to put on his body, and he deliberately found a backpack, in addition to the magazines, he also got a few grenades by the way, although Mu Zhai couldn't play, but the soldiers around him would, no.

After making sure to be ready to go, Mu Zhai waved his hand quite vigorously: "Let's go, let's save people." ”

Leaving the police station, Mu Zhai put the key to the arsenal in his backpack, and kept up with them with his gun, although he hadn't used it before, but he had also been on the computer, at least he still knew how to change ammunition, open the safety and shoot posture.

Passing by two streets, he returned to the original place again, and once again faced dozens of zombies wandering on the road, but at this moment he was full of confidence, picked up the gun, put the butt of the gun against his shoulder, and aimed at the head of the zombie, just press his finger lightly, you can easily explode the zombie's head.

Mu Zhaimei thought, how could it be so difficult to shoot, so he almost clicked the left mouse button.

But soon Mu Zhai found out that he was too naΓ―ve!

Phew――

After a shot, Mu Zhai took a step back, and the muzzle of the gun hit the sky, misestimating the recoil of the firearm, and Mu Zhai wanted to try again.

Aim for the zombie's head again.

Phew――

Although it was much better, the situation was still similar, and he didn't hit the zombies, Mu Zhai was a little disappointed, and after seeing Chen Guo next to him, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Chen Guo, quickly teach me to shoot." ”

"Okay commander, you just need to aim the muzzle of the gun at the enemy's chest, and after firing, the recoil of the gun will raise the muzzle and it will hit the enemy in the head."

That's right!

Mu Zhai clapped his hands and suddenly realized why he didn't understand such a simple truth just now.

Mu Zhai tried again, although he still didn't hit the zombie, but he was quite happy, at least he mastered the trick, but he was too far away, he didn't feel that way, and the rest of Mu Zhai didn't plan to waste bullets, and taught the soldiers.

The soldiers can be described as sharpshooters, and the guns hit, including the zombie who was targeted by Mu Zhai three times and did not die, all hit the target once, and Mu Zhai saw all kinds of envy, jealousy and hatred.