This is a heavy pistol. The color of the gun body is a bit dim under the beam of light, and there is no reflection at all. It is covered with a layer of black and greasy stuff. The pistol is very heavy, heavier than Zhang Xiaoqiang's "May 4th" There are many, and there are two rows of English letters printed on the sleeve of the gun body. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't understand it until he saw the combination of letters 'm1911a1'. Knowing some Chinese firearms, he knew that this was an American pistol from World War II. .
He pulled open the slide, the barrel was clean and there was not a speck of dust in it, pulled out 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 in this dry environment It was well preserved, and there were a number of pistols tied tightly with oilcloth inside, and there were eight pistols at a rough count. Yang Ke'er picked up another one and tore off the oilcloth, and there was an old oily smell that made people feel bored. It was scattered in the air, and a thick layer of grease was printed on the oilcloth, presumably it was the lubricating oil used to maintain the pistol.
Zhang Xiaoqiang opened a large bag, revealing layers of yellow military uniforms inside. After shaking it open, Zhang Xiaoqiang recognized at a glance that it was the military uniform of the U.S. Army during World War II. After decades of years without letting it rot, Zhang Xiaoqiang took it He wiped the pistol in his military uniform, threw the dirty military uniform aside, looked at the shiny black body of the gun in his hand, and pulled the slide again. The body of the gun no longer felt as rough as before, it was very smooth, and when he pulled the trigger, "Ka..." Zhang Xiaoqiang was very satisfied looking at the pistol in his hand.
The wooden boxes were opened one by one, and the packages were disassembled one by one, m1 rifles, m1 carbine, Thomson submachine gun, various carrying equipment, oval grenades, bullets, countless bullets, as well as radio stations, hand crank phones, wires, military uniforms Military shoes, etc. When a wooden box was opened, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a rusted machine gun stand lying inside, and next to the stand was a large strip of cloth tightly wrapped in oilcloth. Lying on the tarpaulin, the m1919a4 machine gun, the US military standard machine gun in World War II movies, and the cooling holes on the air-cooled gun were still stained with dark brown lubricating oil. Zhang Xiaoqiang held it in his hand, weighing twenty to thirty kilograms.
Zhang Xiaoqiang regrettably put it back, it was too heavy and inconvenient to hold, and it couldn't even run as fast as ordinary zombies, besides, the Bayi Form was much easier to use than this thing.
The weapons here are almost enough to equip a battalion. When he saw the mortars and Czech light machine guns, he realized that this was the equipment of a whole battalion. When he continued to walk in, he saw a The exit, the exit was blown up, and the bouncing rubble smashed through some wooden boxes and suitcases near the exit, which were full of yellowed books and documents.
Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up a book at random, and saw that the cover was written in traditional Chinese characters, "Roster of the Third Company of the National Army xx Division xx Regiment", and looked at the others, which were all rosters and order transfer documents. The origin of these materials and equipment can be seen in the confidential documents of the People's Liberation War. During the War of Liberation, the People's Liberation Army had already crossed the Yangtze River, and the defenders of J City were besieged. , wait until now.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took out three pistols for each of Yang Keer and Yuan Yi, took nearly a thousand rounds of bullets, looked back at this forgotten secret arsenal of the National Army, turned and walked out.
Now is the time to use them. After all, his strength is still weak. Brother Long and his group are still outside. If he knows that he has found the ammunition, he will turn his face immediately. Zhang Xiaoqiang is not interested in the cannibalism of human beings.
Halfway through the walk, Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly turned around and said to Yang Ke'er and Yuan Yi, "Don't tell others, and Su Qian mustn't tell!" Zhang Xiaoqiang is not satisfied with Su Xi yet, so he will investigate for a while before talking.
The numb handling started again, Zhang Xiaoqiang made up countless reasons for Yang Keer's incomprehension, and then sent her away. Yuan Yi would not refuse any request from Zhang Xiaoqiang, but Su Qian dared not refuse. To move to the platform, just put it in the corridor leading to the platform, so the workload is much less. Zhang Xiaoqiang got a wiring board to connect the electricity to the depth of the use and use the lights to ensure the speed.
When they finished their work, it was already pitch black outside. After a simple dinner together, they all went to sleep. Not long after Zhang Xiaoqiang lay down, his smooth and supple body was squeezed into his arms, smelling the cold fragrance of her body, tired One day, Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes, before he fell asleep, another warm and soft body squeezed into his arms and knocked Yuan Yi aside, smelling the green apple-like fragrance on her body, he knew it was Yang Ke. Son.
Zhang Xiaoqiang simply embraced the three of them with one hand and fell asleep, Yang Ke'er muttered a few times in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms, closed his eyes and fell asleep, Yuan Yi rubbed his cheeks on Zhang Xiaoqiang's shoulders and fell asleep Looking at the two beauties, Zhang Xiaoqiang yawned and closed his eyes again.
When Zhang Xiaoqiang opened his eyes again, the sky had begun to light up, and Yuan Yi beside him had already woken up, but Yang Keer was still sleeping soundly on his chest, his undershirt was wetted by his saliva, Zhang Xiaoqiang slapped him Yang Ke'er's little butt was photographed, and Yang Ke'er cried out in pain and opened her hazy eyes in her dream.
"Wake up, such a big girl drools while sleeping, it's disgusting to stick to her body!" Zhang Xiaoqiang took off his undershirt while talking about Yang Ke'er, and saw that the skin on his chest was also sticky with a big wet spot .
Yang Ke'er saw the traces of saliva in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang and didn't feel embarrassed at all. She yawned and patted her mouth, muttering in confusion, "It's so annoying. I just dreamed of eating chicken feet with pickled peppers. You woke me up just as I was about to take a bite, it's so annoying!"
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't bother to pay attention to her any more, luckily he patted her awake, otherwise he would have bitten himself. Yuan Yi came in with a basin at this moment, and she held two towels in her hands. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't let her wash his face today, so he grabbed a towel and wiped it on his chest. Yang Ke'er sat on the bed and closed his eyes again. He also began to wobble, and it seemed that he was not far away 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 wiped her face The strength eased, and now Yang Ke'er was grunting in satisfaction, like a happy pig.
Su Xi has already started preparing breakfast, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yuan Yi Yang Ke'er went to the small courtyard and started practicing sanshou until breakfast was ready, after breakfast Zhang Xiaoqiang took the car back to the chicken farm, he wanted to see how the weapons were doing Now, hot weapons are not bad, but cold weapons are still safe at critical times, and Zhang Xiaoqiang doesn't think that he will be more accurate with guns than with bows and arrows, let alone the test shooting of the Bayi style.
When we arrived at the chicken farm, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw Shangguan Qiaoyun running around the chicken farm before it was fully lit. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't deny Shangguan Qiaoyun's efforts. I'm flying solo, so what? She has nothing to do with him, anyway, they will each go their own way.