Zhou Yangyi grabbed the cold submachine gun placed in the co-pilot, opened the door and got out of the car, raised the muzzle of the gun and aimed it at the zombie cow that was staggering.

It's been two and a half years, and these ordinary zombies, whether they are human zombies or animal zombies, unless they are zombies who have just been transformed or can often eat blood food, under the necrosis and ulceration of skin and muscles, the bones and joints have lost the pulling movement of their muscles and ligaments, and their speed of action is not fast.

As long as you don't get approached by zombies, or fall into the corpse circle, it is not so dangerous.

Moreover, herbivores such as these zombie cattle and horses, although they are large, do not have the teeth of carnivores, and they are not as threatening as those zombie dogs.

"Phew!"

The bullet came out of the chamber, and after passing through the muffler, it accurately hit the head of the zombie cow, and the zombie cow fell to the ground very simply "poof" and stopped moving.

Relying on the car, Zhou Yang put away the submachine gun and took out an orange from his personal space.

There are not many oranges brought back from the bullfighting world, Zhou Yang cherishes them very much, and after opening the oranges, he puts away the orange peels, and prepares to dry them and soak them in water when he goes back.

The orange shreds were selected one by one, leaving only the lustrous orange petals, and then they were sent to the mouth.

With a slight bite of the teeth, the thin skin was bitten, and the crystal flesh burst out of the pulp, and suddenly the sweet taste burst out between the lips and teeth, and then the whole mouth was filled with the sweet taste of oranges.

After eating the oranges one by one, Zhou Yangcai clapped his hands, held the submachine gun, and walked towards the commercial area.

Among the business districts, it is more lively than the Enx district.

There are stables, machinery shops, produce shops, coffee houses, bakeries, hotels, craft houses, hardware stores, communication equipment stores, gun shops, and some of the bustling scenes of the past can be vaguely seen on the dilapidated signs.

Similarly, there are more zombies here than in the city!

After getting closer, just by looking around, I saw dozens of zombies wandering in the block just one block on the periphery.

"Phew!"

Zhou Yang strode towards the block, pulling the trigger of the MP5 submachine gun and shooting the zombie's head.

"Phew! Bang! Bang! ”

Bullets whistled, and zombies fell to the ground.

"Woo!"

Just when Zhou Yang walked past a car, a little zombie suddenly rushed out of the open door, Zhou Yang subconsciously turned around and kicked sideways, Martin boots kicked the heavy object, and the figure that rushed over flew back at a faster speed, made a "bang" sound, and crashed into the car, and suddenly the window glass was shattered, the door was dented, and the chest of the little zombie less than one meter five was deeply dented, revealing the blackened ribs I don't know how many were broken!

But the little zombie was unconscious, struggling to slide down from the car, and continued to charge towards Zhou Yang with terrifying black teeth!

"Poof!"

Zhou Yang pulled out Walter under the windbreaker and pointed at the little zombie, a crisp impact sound of the firing pin, and under the violent force after the explosion of the primer, the bullet spun rapidly and rushed out of the silencer, right in the eyebrows of the little zombie!

For more than half a year, the marksmanship fed by a large number of bullets is no worse than that of Jill, a police officer from the elite squad of special operations in Raccoon City. Now, after the Black Tiger Fist has been promoted to the realm of integration, the control of the body and the powerful power not only make Zhou Yang's fighting beyond ordinary people, but also allow Zhou Yang to control the gun more thoughtfully!

Moreover, because of the experience of fighting with the big head for a long time, as well as the cultivation and fighting memories instilled by the upgrade, Zhou Yang also has a keen sense of fighting.

It's like a little zombie that suddenly rushed over just now, and it flew out under Zhou Yang's subconscious kick!

"Phew! Bang! Bang! ”

Zhou Yang's black Martin boots stepped on the dust on the road, and the bullets shot intensively, and one by one the zombies that were staggering towards Zhou Yang fell neatly and smashed to the ground.

After a while, there were few zombies left standing on the street.

"Alex Gun Shop."

When Zhou Yang walked to the door of the gun shop, he stopped. Standing at the door, pulling the trigger, and naming the few remaining zombies on the street one by one, with a lack of lubrication, with a "squeak" friction sound, Zhou Yang pushed open the dilapidated blue door of the gun shop.

"Bell bell."

A brass bell was tied to the silver rope chain on the door, making a crisp sound under the collision of the store's door.

Zhou Yang put away the MP5 submachine gun, and as soon as he grabbed it with his right hand, a Beretta appeared in his hand.

This is the Beretta M9 with a space magazine that can hold 200 rounds of bullets and a barrel with durability MAX, and Zhou Yang is the only bronze prop that can be used now.

"Poof! Burst! Burst! ”

Bullets erupted, and a few zombies in the store who had just stood up lay down obediently again.

The room was a little damp, and the sunlight was shining through the window, and the room was fairly bright.

“great！ It seems that no one has been patronized except for me. ”

Zhou Yang looked at the neatly placed guns in the window, and was in a very good mood: "It seems that the shops in this part of the commercial area should not have been patronized by survivors." ”

After all, there are many zombies here, if it weren't for Zhou Yangyi's boldness, he wouldn't have come here to Taobao.

"There's even a sniper rifle!"

Zhou Yang walked to the wall, reached out and picked up a crowbar against the wall, and slammed it hard against the glass window.

"Bang dang!" With a bang, the glass shattered, and Zhou Yang took out a sniper rifle with a pure black metal texture from it.

This is an assembled sniper rifle.

"HK PSG-1 sniper rifle."

Zhou Yang knew about this rifle because Jill used to have one.

It is a semi-automatic sniper rifle with extremely high shooting accuracy, one of Jill's favorite firearms, but this gun is very expensive, and the parts are very difficult to match, and then after a module is damaged, Jill has to give it up.

"It can be given as a gift to Jill."

Zhou Yang picked it up and threw it into his personal space.

Immediately, Zhou Yang moved out a few more ammunition boxes and moved them to the door of the gun shop.

While rummaging for ammunition, Zhou Yang had another surprise and found a very well-preserved Colt Python revolver in a mahogany box. This gun can be used as a shotgun, and it can take down a bear at close range!

A powerful pistol.

If before, Zhou Yang would not have chosen such a pistol at all, although it is powerful, but the ammunition capacity is small, not to mention the recoil is still very large. Lacking the most needed traits when facing zombies at close range, one is the continuity of firepower, and the other is precision.

But now, Zhou Yang's enemies are not just zombies, they need such powerful firearms as a supplement to enhance their lethality, and their violent recoil, Zhou Yang, who is now greatly strengthened, is enough to control.

"FN MAG universal machine gun." After Zhou Yang went to the second floor of the gun shop, he found a Belgian FN MAG general-purpose machine gun, which is a light and heavy dual-purpose machine gun produced by the Belgian FN company, with an adjustable rate of fire and reliable use, suitable for use in small environments such as combat vehicles and fortresses.

Such a heavy machine gun in the town of Sky Farm will be more effective than ten hundred rifles in the event of an attack!

After searching for a while, there was no bright catch. Zhou Yang moved the machine gun and ammunition to the door of the gun shop on the first floor.

Leaving the gun shop, Zhou Yang turned into the communication store next to him.

"Cameras, IBM laptops, drones······ There are also solar panels. ”

Behind the communication store, there is a courtyard, and the top of the yard is covered with color steel tiles, which is a simple warehouse. Here, too, these fifty or so solar panels!

There are also supporting inverters, batteries and other components.

"A solar panel, about 1.2 cubic meters, can produce about 1.5 kilowatt-hours of electricity a day when there is sunshine. If there is no damage, fifty pieces in series, counting the loss, can produce about 70 kilowatt-hours of electricity a day. ”

As an agricultural state, Montana has always had plenty of sunshine. These solar panels are enough to solve the current electricity consumption of the two people, which is more than enough!

That's a big bonus!