Leon also had some shock in his heart, the trap truck was more efficient than he expected.

However, it soon turned out that such a trap was not invincible.

After a few more rounds of zombie cleanup, there was a problem with the motors in the two truck compartments, and the meat cleavers stopped working, making the Black Ant fleet much less efficient.

However, the problem was not too serious, and after more than an hour of cleaning, the back door of another truck could no longer open and close automatically, but by this time, the zombies outside the Weeks Outdoor Center had been cleared of most of them, and only some insignificant remnants remained.

Leon spat out the cigar in his mouth, snapped his fingers at his subordinates behind him and the somewhat erratic Colonel William, and took out an assault rifle from his car, ready to be manually eliminated.

In the face of scattered zombies that cannot form a scale, human firearms are still very useful, this time they are all guns masters, all the way to clean up the remnants, half an hour later, under the guidance of Kevila, everyone finally entered the Weeks Outdoor Commodity Center.

As soon as he entered the store, the first thing that caught his eye was a variety of outdoor camping supplies, but out of caution, Leon did not immediately look for firearms, but took his subordinates to conduct a danger check on the entire store.

To his surprise, there weren't many zombies here, and almost all of them had died, so it was clear that there should have been survivors who had entered and cleaned up the place.

With a smile on her lips, Kevela pointed to the window pane outside and said:

"The glass is also bulletproof and reinforced, and it's relatively strong, maybe some of the survivors ran here and got trapped."

"The end of the world has begun for more than three months, this is a tool shop, there is no water and food, the guys inside are either thirsty and starving, or when they escape, they are eaten by zombies."

Leon nodded, agreeing with her judgment, but still led the team to continue the full inspection.

Unsurprisingly, in a staff break room, he found five bodies that had committed suicide, and in desperation, they shoved their pistols into their mouths and punched a large hole in the back of their heads.

On the table next to him, there was also a suicide note, which Leon picked up and looked at a few times, writing about their post-disaster experience, as well as their longing and regret for their family.

Now that there are living people living here, it won't be too much trouble, and after a thorough inspection of the place, Leon and his men can finally enter the zero-dollar purchase mode.

Back in the firearms section, looking at the countless guns on the walls, cabinets, and shelves, Leon was happy, he put his hands in his pockets, a cigar in his mouth, and Colonel William and Kevila were followed by him left and right.

These two can be regarded as firearms experts, one is a soldier, the other is a rich second generation who loves firearms, in the face of so many kinds of firearms, they also came to be interested, and began to gush about the origin, model, disadvantages and advantages of each firearm.

Balabala, Balabala.

Leon lost interest after listening to more than a dozen of them, for him a firearm is just a tool, as long as it is fast enough, powerful enough, and accurate enough, it is a good gun.

So, he set his sights on the bow and crossbow area next to it, there are also a lot of products here, there are compound bows, pull bows, long bows, short bows, seven or eight types, as well as cross crossbows, compound crossbows, continuous shooting crossbows, and more than a dozen kinds of crossbow bows, which made Leon a little happy.

Kevira also liked these things, and she took Leon to try each bow a few times, and evaluated the disadvantages and advantages of each one.

This gave Leon the idea that he could form a force of archers who would use bows and crossbows, just like the crossbowmen in the plot, with the biggest advantage of saving ammunition and stealth operations.

With one of his crossbows, Brother Crossbow has been in the last days for more than ten years, and he doesn't have to worry about ammunition, but he can always kill the enemy by surprise, which is a good weapon.

Soon, by the time the truck driver and the more than 20 fighters began to carry boxes of firearms, the journey had come to an end, and more than 30 people had been sorting and moving for five hours before the good things in the outdoor center were removed.

Leon roughly counted the number of guns here, fully automatic weapons, assault rifles, more than 1,000 in total, semi-automatic rifles, double-barreled shotguns, and nearly 2,000 of the most common guns in the American family

And, to Leon's relief, they also have a collection of more than 100 sniper rifles of various types, which are especially useful when killing raiders and fighting the living.

As for the less powerful pistols, here the various models of pistols combined, more than 6000 pieces.

In addition, Lyon's convoy also harvested hundreds of bows and crossbows, hundreds of machetes, field knives, daggers, and more than a dozen sets of army combat uniforms, including more than 20 sets of thermal imaging night vision devices.

There was so much variety in it that even Colonel William was surprised.

The problem of ammunition, which concerns Lyon the most, has also been well solved here, after all, firearms can be used for more than ten or twenty years, but one bullet is missing.

They collected a total of 400,000 rifle bullets, 300,000 pistol bullets, and more than 10,000 arrows of various types from the warehouse.

The only thing that makes Lyon more regrettable is that America's gun shops are only allowed to sell light weapons.

Otherwise, it would be nice if he found some bazookas, RPGs, or grenades, mines, howitzers, and other goodies here.

It was busy until dusk, and the treasures were all transported.

Leon didn't delay, and immediately ordered to leave for home, he didn't want to walk in the dark at night, so he gave up the driver's seat to Kevila, who was still in good spirits, and he squinted his eyes and leaned on the leather seat to take a nap.

There was no word all the way, until it was completely dark, the convoy finally entered the range of the umbrella base, looking at the lights in the base, Leon was in a trance, this is almost the only light of human beings under the stars in this area.

Entering the base and handing over the task of handling the spoils to the internal affairs staff, Leon waved his hand to his subordinates who had been tired all day, and said:

"Everyone's performance is very good today, everyone is rewarded with 1500 contribution points, everyone goes home to take a shower, I have dinner tonight, everyone is welcome, eat as much as you want."

The fighters let out a shout of joy and shouted:

"Boss atmosphere!"

"Long live the boss!"

"Boss, I love you!"

Leon smiled in response to everyone's cheers, and he turned to Kevela on the side and said:

"This time you have a lot of credit, I forgive you the debt of 5,000 contribution points, and you still owe me 50,000 points."

The girl rolled her eyes and said:

"Even if I lie in the hospital bed for more than two months, I can't spend so much, you black-hearted boss."

Leon smiled absently.

"I've saved your life, and I've only taken that little bit, and I'm very merciful, right?"

Kevira snorted a few times and stepped out of her beautiful legs, leaving him with a beautiful back.

Leon squinted his eyes and admired for a few seconds, and when he saw Amy coming downstairs, he greeted him with a smile and gave the little assistant a hug and a kiss.

Although he didn't do much work during the day, at night, he still missed Amy's kitten's meekness and mischievousness.