This is a heavy pistol, the color of the body of the gun is a little dull under the pillar of light, there is no reflection in sight, there is a layer of black slippery and greasy things smeared on it, the pistol is very heavy, much heavier than Zhang Xiaoqiang's 'May Fourth', the sleeve of the gun body is printed with two rows of English letters, Zhang Xiaoqiang is incomprehensible, until he saw the 'm1911a1' letter combination, the understanding of some Chinese firearms, he knows that this is an American pistol in World War II.

He pulled the sleeve, there was not a single speck of dust in the chamber, he pulled off the magazine, there was not a single bullet in it, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the wooden box in front of Yang Keer, the wooden box was well preserved in this dry environment, and there was a pistol tightly tied with an oilcloth inside, and there was a ** after a rough count, Yang Keer picked up a handful and tore open the oilcloth, and a smell of stuffy old oily was emitted in the air, and the oilcloth was printed with a thick layer of grease, which was thought to be the lubricating oil used to maintain the pistol.

Zhang Xiaoqiang opened a big bag, revealing layers of stacked yellow military uniforms, shaking it open, Zhang Xiaoqiang recognized it at a glance as the military uniform of the US Army during World War II, and dozens of years of time did not let it rot, Zhang Xiaoqiang took the military uniform and wiped it on the pistol, threw the dirty military uniform aside, looked at the black and shiny gun body in his hand, and pulled the sleeve again. The body of the gun no longer has the previous astringency, it is very smooth, pull the trigger, "click......" Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the pistol in his hand and was very satisfied.

One by one, the wooden boxes were opened, the packages were opened, M1 rifles, M1 carbines, Thomson submachine guns, various carrying tools, oval grenades, bullets, countless bullets, as well as radios, hand-cranked telephones, wires, military uniforms and shoes, etc. When a wooden box was opened, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a rusty machine gun stand lying inside, next to the stand was a large strip of cloth tightly wrapped in oilcloth, spreading the oilcloth, a cold big guy lying on the oilcloth, M1919A4 machine gun, the American military-standard machine gun in the movie of World War II, The heat dissipation holes on the air-cooled gun body were still stained with black-brown lubricating oil, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was heavy in his hand, weighing twenty or thirty pounds.

Zhang Xiaoqiang put it back regrettably, it was too heavy and inconvenient to hold, and it was not as fast as an ordinary zombie when it ran, and besides, the Bayi style was much easier to use than this thing.

The weapons here were almost enough to equip a battalion, and when he saw the mortars and Czech light machine guns, he realized that it was the equipment of an integrated battalion, and when he continued to walk inside, he saw an exit blocked by rubble, which had been blown up, and the flying rubble had smashed through some of the wooden and leather boxes that had been used to get out, and it was full of yellowed books and documents.

Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up a copy casually, and saw that the cover was written in traditional Chinese "List of the Third Company of the XX Regiment of the XX Division of the National Army", and then looked at the others were some rosters and order transfer documents, and finally Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the origin of these materials and equipment on a confidential document printed with a big red seal, during the Liberation War, the People's Liberation Army had crossed the Yangtze River, and the defenders of J City were besieged, and the supreme military commander ordered the equipment of the best battalion to be sealed, waiting for the capital to recover in the future, and waiting until now.

Zhang Xiaoqiang took out three pistols and gave them to Yang Keer and Yuan Yi, took nearly a thousand rounds of ammunition, looked back at the secret arsenal of the forgotten National Army, turned around and walked out.

Now is not the time to use them, after all, his strength is still weak, Brother Long's group is still outside, if he knows that he has found arms, he will definitely turn his face immediately, and Zhang Xiaoqiang is not interested in human cannibalism.

Halfway through, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly turned around and said to Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi: "Don't tell others, and Susie shouldn't tell either!" Zhang Xiaoqiang is not satisfied with Susie for the time being, so he will investigate it for a while.

Started the numb handling again, for Yang Keer's incomprehension Zhang Xiaoqiang made up countless reasons to send her away, Yuan Yi will not refuse any request from Zhang Xiaoqiang, Susie is not daring to refuse, fortunately there is no need to move everything to the platform, as long as it is placed on the road leading to the platform, so that the workload is much less, Zhang Xiaoqiang got a wiring board to use the electricity to the depths to ensure the speed.

When they were done, it was already dark outside, and after a simple dinner together, they went to sleep one after another, not long after Zhang Xiaoqiang lay down, a smooth and smooth body squeezed into his arms, smelling the cold fragrance on her body, Zhang Xiaoqiang, who had been tired all day, closed his eyes, and before he fell asleep, another warm and soft body squeezed into his arms and knocked Yuan Yi aside, smelling the fragrance like a green apple on her body, he knew that it was Yang Keer.

Zhang Xiaoqiang simply hugged one hand and fell asleep with three people, Yang Keer muttered a few times in his mouth, lay in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep, Yuan Yi's cheeks also rubbed on Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoulder a few times and fell asleep, looking at the two little beauties Zhang Xiaoqiang yawned and closed his eyes again.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes again, the sky had begun to light slightly, Yuan Yi beside him had already gotten up, but Yang Keer was still lying on his chest and falling asleep, saliva wet his undershirt for a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang slapped Yang Keer's little buttocks, Yang Keer opened his hazy eyes with a painful cry in his dream.

"Get up, such a big girl is drooling from sleep, it's disgusting to stick to your body!" Zhang Xiaoqiang took off his undershirt while saying Yang Keer, and saw that the skin on his chest was also a large wet stain with adhesions.

Yang Keer didn't feel embarrassed at all when she saw the saliva marks in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang, she yawned and patted her mouth, muttering in a daze, "It's so annoying, I just dreamed of gnawing on pickled pepper phoenix claws, and I was just about to bite down and I was woken up by you, it's so annoying!" ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't bother to pay attention to her anymore, so he woke her up, otherwise that bite would have bitten him. Yuan Yi came in with a basin of water at this time, she was holding two towels in her hands, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't let her wash her face today, grabbed a towel and wiped it on her chest, Yang Keer sat on the bed and closed her eyes again, and her body began to sway, it seems that she is not far from lying down again.

Yuan Yi spread out a towel and covered Yang Keer's face to wipe her face, Yang Keer didn't move but muttered a few times under the towel, Yuan Yi heard Yang Keer's muttering and reduced the force of wiping her face, and now Yang Keer was humming with satisfaction, like a happy pig.

Susie has already begun to prepare breakfast, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yuan Yi Yang Keer walked to the small courtyard and began to practice free, until breakfast was ready, after breakfast Zhang Xiaoqiang took the car back to the chicken farm, he wanted to see how the weapon was doing, now it is not bad for hot weapons, but the cold weapon is stable at the critical time, and Zhang Xiaoqiang does not think that he will be more accurate with a gun than with a bow and arrow, not to mention the Bayi style test shot.

When he arrived at the chicken farm, the sky was not completely bright, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw Shangguan Qiaoyun running around the chicken farm, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not deny Shangguan Qiaoyun's efforts, although she was nominally her own person, but she always wanted to fly solo, so? She has nothing to do with herself, anyway, when the time comes, she will go her own way.