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Zhang Xiaoqiang and Huang Quan went to the shore together, and asked Huang Quan to lead a small team to guard the dock area, while he led another small team to find the way to the weapon depot.
The silver moon is like a plate tonight. I don’t know if it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival. The moon in the sky is round and big. The gorgeous moonlight illuminates their sides very clearly. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked forward while listening to the movement around him. There are few scattered small houses. There are paths at the door of the small houses. They are not big, but they are intricate. Zhang Xiaoqiang walked in the middle, and there were scattered zombies in front of him from time to time, which were dealt with by the team members.
Looking at the scattered houses in front of him like pearls being swayed by the road, Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes lit up. It seems that there is no need for the militiamen to carry the ammunition from the beginning to the end, as long as they are divided into small teams and relayed, it will not only save a lot of time , It also allows them to use a short period of time to get a big rest, thereby reducing the chance of making mistakes.
After finding a team member, he told him to convey his order to the back. Zhang Xiaoqiang took the rest of the team and continued to move forward. After a while, he came to a small hill in front of him. The hill stretched horizontally for several miles. At the foot of the mountain, all the trees have been cut down to form an open area. If you stand on the hill, you will have a clear view of everything below.
A long red brick wall was built on the hillside, surrounding the entire mountain, and there was a guard tower on the top. The three-storey guard tower was enough to see everything within a radius of several kilometers.
When they arrived at the sentry post, Zhang Xiaoqiang made a gesture, and the two team members quickly crossed the open field with their waists bent, and touched the sentry post. Climbing up, he reached the bottom of the wall in a short time. A team member pulled the bolt, stepped on the palm of his partner, bounced up with his strength, and threw himself on the wall to aim inside. Then, he bent down and pulled his partner up. The fence, disappearing at the top of the wall.
When the team members flashed the flashlight three times on the top, Zhang Xiaoqiang led the people to move on, the road ahead had been opened up, and it was time to harvest.
Huang Quan led 300 militiamen along the way, leaving a militia squad every few hundred meters to stand by. Slowly, they approached the mountain behind the weapon depot.
Along the foot of the mountain, they continued to move forward. Huang Quan thought that Zhang Xiaoqiang would enter through the big iron gate they had entered last time, but he turned around the mountainside and there was a huge gap in the wall.
The gap was three meters wide, but no scattered bricks and cement were seen at the three-meter wide gap, which made people think that a supernatural event happened here, and the wall here suddenly disappeared.
A member of the team stood at the gap waiting to respond. When they arrived at Huangquan, they came up and whispered:
"The front gate is facing the bird's nest. Too many people coming in and out will definitely disturb the big bird. We used the things that corroded the iron gate last time to make a big hole here."
Huang Quan pulled the team members aside, let the militiamen behind him go in, and asked the team members in a low voice:
"Didn't you say there was no more last time? Why is there again this time?"
"Before we set off, we went to Factory Manager Wang and asked by the way. Factory Manager Wang asked us to go to Dr. Xu's laboratory to ask. Dr. Xu gave us a bottle and asked us to exchange live zombies for more. "..."
Huang Quan memorized a few key places, Dr. Xu's laboratory, living zombies, exchange, regained his senses, and found that all the people had entered the yard, looking at him and waiting for orders, Huang Quan hurriedly led people along the The passage at the back of the building leads to the armory.
As soon as he entered, Zhang Xiaoqiang was patrolling the cannon near the door with a bright light, while other team members unpacked the rifles in the arsenal, stacked ten rifles one by one, and used the removed gun straps to inspect the cannons. Bundle it at both ends, waiting for the people behind to pick it up.
Huang Quan looked at the piles of rifles on the ground, and estimated that one person could pick up twenty of them at a time, and the fifty team members who entered the arsenal with him could pick out a thousand at a time. Thinking of this, Huang Quan thought It's hot, and they can completely empty out all the rifles if they do this.
Then he calmed down again, there was no need, two more trips would be enough, two thousand rifles could fully meet their next troop expansion plan, the key was ammunition, rifle ammunition and gun armor-piercing incendiary bombs, and Zhang Xiaoqiang never forgot The mm mortar shell and the mm recoilless anti-fraud shell.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention was not on the anti-aircraft machine gun behind him, his eyes were fixed on a Type 4.mm cannon in front of him, then Zhang Xiaoqiang shook his head, turned to Huang Quan beside him and said:
"Z-type zombies like to hide in the middle of the corpses. Countless zombies block it, and even sniper rifles can't find it. The only way to kill it before the tide of zombies starts is to concentrate large-scale artillery and do cover shooting.
It's a pity... This thing must weigh two or three tons. We don't have a towing vehicle. Even if we did, we wouldn't dare to drive in. This place is too close to the nest. What a loss. "
Zhang Xiaoqiang was very sorry, looking at this cannon, he was very tempted, even though he knew it was impossible, he always felt a little bit lost in his heart.
"Brother Cockroach... We found a lot of flatbed trucks at the back of the parking lot, and there are also pumps, as long as you put a little oil on it, you can use it..."
One ran in with the team members and reported to Zhang Xiaoqiang. The eyes of Zhang Xiaoqiang and Huang Quan lit up at the same time, and the big shortcomings were made up.
In addition to the vigilant team members, fifty militiamen can use a flatbed truck, and a flatbed truck can store twenty bundles of guns. That is to say, two militiamen can transport one rifle at a time. Shipment. mm anti-aircraft machine gun.
Although the .mm anti-aircraft machine gun has the same caliber as the Type Heavy Machine Gun, its weight is three times heavier than the Type Heavy Machine Gun. However, with Wang Le's modification, the gun frame weighing 1 kg can be discarded and mounted on a vehicle for mobile strikes without the weight of the Type Type. The problem of machine gun ballistic deviation is the heavy firepower suitable for killing zombies at present.
All of a sudden, the warehouse was buzzing with people. The militiamen hung the emergency lights all over the warehouse, and the dark corners around them were all exposed to the light. Flatbed trucks were pushed into the warehouse, and people laid bales of straw carefully. In the car, the rifles were carefully stacked and firmly fixed to the body with the gun belt. With a low shout, one person pulled the cart and the other pushed the cart to the gate.
Before coming here, they also considered that some weapons need to be disassembled. The team members took out wrenches and other disassembly tools from their backpacks. The gun body, which weighed more than 30 kilograms and was 130 centimeters long, was carefully wrapped in canvas, placed in the wooden box where the rifle was previously loaded, and stacked on a flatbed truck. After removing the flatbed truck, Zhang Xiaoqiang ordered to stop dismantling and set his sights on the 100mm mortar.