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- As soon as Wang Lu dropped the shovel in his hand, he couldn't wait to run towards the camouflage off-road vehicle.
As soon as he opened the rear door, Wang Lu grinned widely.
Posted, posted!
In the trunk of the car, there was military equipment piled to the top of the car.
On the top is a stack of steel helmets - the helmets at the street entrance are rolled out of the car from here.
Under the helmet, there are small camouflage vests-body armor! Wang Lule's mouth was almost drooling. Wearing such a small vest, no matter how good the zombie's teeth were, it couldn't bite it.
Wang Lu fumbled around and found another plastic bag next to the body armor. He opened it and saw that it was a pile of walkie-talkies. Send T-100 all the way, the most popular walkie-talkie on Taobao, 250 yuan a pair. A colleague in the office who likes self-driving trips once bought one, and even encouraged Wang Lu to buy a pair, boasting the benefits of walkie-talkies to the extreme, claiming that they offer truly free calls within the city limits. Wang Lu looked at himself - a PHS phone and a China Unicom dual-number dual-standby mobile phone - he might as well forget it.
Wang Lu happily took out the helmets and body armor one by one from the trunk and placed them on the back seat.
Although they are all armors and no weapons, having these is better than running around naked. If nothing else, this walkie-talkie is of great use.
Every time we go down Yashan, we and Chen Wei are worried. At the foot of the mountain, she was worried about whether zombies would open their heads and attack Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an on the mountain. Chen Wei was also worried about whether she would be bitten by the zombies.
Because of this, Wang Lu insists on returning to Yashan at noon every day. In fact, when he goes down the mountain in the morning, Wang Lu can bring a rice ball or something for lunch. In this way, he can fight zombies more efficiently at the foot of the mountain.
The problem is that if Wang Lu left Chen Wei, Wang Bi'an, mother and son alone and wandered outside for a day when there was no communication between the two parties, Chen Wei would go crazy if nothing else was said.
Now it¡¯s okay. With the walkie-talkie, Wang Lu has been upgraded from Tuba Road to the US D¡¯s digital army. If anything happens, just press the walkie-talkie - it¡¯s done.
Wang Lu was enjoying himself when suddenly, his fingers touched the surface of something hard.
It seems to be a box, a flat box.
Wang Lu was stunned, and his heart couldn't help but beat wildly.
With a swipe of his hands, he swept aside the remaining body armor, revealing what was underneath.
A plastic box, rectangular.
In fact, there is more than one box, and there are several identical boxes stacked underneath.
The box has no lock, just a simple hasp.
Wang Lu opened it gently, and with a click, the box opened.
An auxiliary sight is installed on the std rail, and a laser red dot indicator is installed next to the gun barrel.
Flat top magazine.
And a unique cylindrical silencer and flame arrester!
Wang Lu¡¯s heart felt as if he had just come back from the street in the middle of summer, opened the refrigerator and took a big gulp of ice water.
The tiles are cool and the tiles are cool.
It¡¯s not just because what¡¯s in the box is a US standard m4a1 rifle. Rather than the 95 family rifles of our own army.
It¡¯s even more because of the wonderful color that comes out of the gun¡ªthe color of plastic.
This thing is a plastic gun!
Angry and unwilling to give up, Wang Lu pulled the gun out of the box. As soon as he got the gun, he closed his eyes - there was a pipe trailing behind the gun, and one end of the pipe was connected to a gas tank. ¡ª¡ªWhat a cheat! Plastic paintball guns!
Wang Lu went crazy and pulled out all the boxes below.
He opened it roughly, took a look, and threw it out of the off-road vehicle.
The plastic gun couldn¡¯t withstand such a beating, and after the parts were smashed and broken, they were scattered all over the floor.
Wang Lu suddenly stopped.
At the very bottom of the trunk of the off-road vehicle, there is a stack of promotional posters.
On the back of the face-painted camouflage figure holding the word "Warrior" with an M4A1 gun, there is a line of bold characters.
"Xuan Ting's real-life CS will give you a real war"!
your sister! What a cheat!
You, a real-person CS club, paint the car with military camouflage hair!
You are a toad on the road, what kind of camouflage jeep do you think you are?
Depend on! I almost got into the belly of a zombie just to get into this fake military vehicle!
No wonder when I saw T-100 walkie-talkies being issued all the way, I always felt weird in my subconscious - tell me, which army would go shopping on Taobao?
Wang Lu was so angry that he clenched his back teeth.?
Should! Deserve it! The passengers in the SUV deserved to be dragged away and eaten by zombies.
Let you trick me!
Recalling the thrilling scene of the iron pulley fighting the zombies just now, Wang Lu still couldn't forgive his hatred. He raised his legs and kicked hard on the back of the front seat.
There was a click, the car shook violently, and then there was a muffled sound from the front seat, as if something fell under the seat.
Wang Lu looked over.
Lying on the floor of the front passenger seat is a camouflage waterproof bag, which is larger than the box containing the paintball gun and is nearly a meter long.
¡°Bah, it must be another plastic fake gun.
Wang Lu spat fiercely at the waterproof bag. Just as he was about to turn around, he leaned over again and picked up the bag. He wanted to take out the fake gun inside and smash it to pieces like the pile of plastic guns just now.
It¡¯s a bit heavy to start with.
No, it¡¯s very heavy, much heavier than a paintball gun.
The arm of Wang Lu, who was caught off guard, was pulled heavily.
¡°Maybe it¡¯s a new type of large paintball gun.
Wang Lu roughly opened the zipper of the bag and only glanced at it.
His hand stopped.
? Trapezoidal pedals.
Gun-shaped wooden bracket.
??????? Shiny steel eccentric.
Chopstick-thick steel wire strands.
A finger-thick steel limb.
A crossbow!
A finely crafted hunting crossbow!
There is also a laser target sight installed on it!
The real long-range killing weapon!
With trembling hands, Wang Lu took the crossbow out of the bag and fumbled with it.
That¡¯s right! That's right!
What a guy! This is a real guy!
The steel crossbow parts shine with the unique luster of metal, and there is still engine oil in the grooves of the crossbow arrows.
Wang Lu tried to pull the bow string, and the eccentric wheel rotated without any obstruction or sound. The bow string was a little tight, so Wang Lu used some force to pull it open. With an inaudible click, he pulled the trigger.
It can be wound without pedaling.
Wang Lu held up his arms, holding the crossbow in his arms like he was holding the newly born Wang Bi'an wrapped in a quilt for the first time, and almost shed tears.
How many times have I dreamed of having a long-range weapon?
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Not afraid of being laughed at, Wang Lu even secretly tried to make a bow by himself.
It is an old bamboo from the Yashan bamboo forest.
The bamboo pieces are the bow body.
A piece of nylon rope is the bow string.
As a result, the arrow shot by this bow - the bamboo branch - was only a few meters away.
And soft. Even the slingshot Wang Lu made out of cowhide bands when he was a child could shoot farther than this crappy thing.
"Using this thing to kill zombies is not enough to even tickle them.
Wang Lu was too embarrassed to show this "bow" to Chen Wei and Wang Bi'an.
It¡¯s fine now, it¡¯s fine now.
Crossbow, an assembly line product manufactured by the modern machinery industry.
A must-have murder weapon for home travel.
Killing a zombie is not as simple as killing a rabbit.
Stand far away from the zombies.
Draw your bow into the wind.
Aim.
In the scope is the zombie's open mouth as it rushes towards him and roars.
Of course, Wang Lu couldn't hear the roar of the zombies. It was still far away and couldn't be heard.
Then, click lightly with your index finger.
The sharp arrow flew out with a whoosh.
With one arrow, the running zombie was shot in the head.
Wang Lu was immersed in his imagination, so beautiful that even snot bubbles came out of his nose. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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