Apocalyptic Red Alert

This equipment warehouse is not ordinary large. The equipment warehouse of a normal police station may be only one-third of this size. The obvious color of the old and new joints on the wall reveals that this room has been expanded.

The further Han Feng walked, the more surprised he was.

There were neatly arranged military assault rifles in each gun cabinet, and pistols in several gun cabinets...

There were boxes of bullets piled up in the corner of the back wall, ranging from large rifles to small pistols.

"Reload the bullets quickly!" Han Feng said to Winter Soldier and Wayne.

Wayne stepped forward to flip the 9-caliber pistol bullets, while Winter Soldier did not move.

"Why don't you go?" Han Feng asked Winter Soldier in confusion.

"There are no bullets suitable for me, so I can't force shooting." Winter Soldier explained.

Hearing Winter Soldier's answer, Han Feng looked at Wayne. He found that Wayne only had pistol bullets, and his hands kept filling up magazines.

After asking Wayne, Han Feng realized that this equipment warehouse did not have the matching bullets for 60 and AK47, but Wayne's 9 pistol and Huaxia's pistol bullets.

It was a blessing in disguise... Fortunately, Wayne's pistol could be used.

After thinking about it, Han Feng began to collect pistols and reload magazines.

Although there were no matching bullets, it was still necessary for everyone to have a pistol. Besides, everyone could still use the assault rifle.

Open the gun cabinet and take out the assault rifle and pistol.

Because the assault rifle was too big, although Han Feng's backpack could also fit it, it was more cost-effective to load a smaller pistol.

Ten minutes later, the last pistol magazine was filled.

Looking at the magazines on the ground, Han Feng smiled with satisfaction.

"Captain Han, there is this." Wayne brought over another box of magazines.

Magazines for assault rifles...

"I..." Han Feng took a deep breath, suppressed the depression in his heart, lowered his head and continued to reload...

"Damn it!" Han Feng, who was reloading the magazine, suddenly raised his head and said.

The tied-up policewoman and the engineer who had no fighting power, the only combatants on his side were Winter Soldier Wayne, No. 2 and No. 3, plus himself, there were only five of them.

The ammunition on the ground and the full cabinet of guns... Even if everyone had three hands, they couldn't use so many!

The backpack was already full of pistols and bullets, and there were more weapons left...

"Don't load, find a way to break through." Han Feng stopped Winter Soldier and Wayne who were loading.

We have to find a way to break through...

Han Feng stood up and walked around, because the equipment warehouse had no windows installed for higher security.

Listening to the knocking and roaring outside the door, Han Feng began to have a headache...

It would definitely not work to break through the door. Even if there were no zombies in the police station, the sea of ​​corpses outside the police station was enough to scare Han Feng.

What should I do...

Walking around, Han Feng caught a glimpse of the engineer who was monitoring the policewoman...

"Come here." Han Feng said: "Can you open a window in this wall?"

Although Han Feng also thought this was a fantasy, the system's black technology might give him a surprise?

"Yes, Commander." The engineer's answer gave Han Feng a glimmer of hope.

"Great! Here, here and here, open windows! Just a normal window size." Han Feng pointed to the wall and specified several places for the engineer to open windows.

Because engineers cannot be observed by others when they are working, Han Feng is no exception.

A few minutes later, three holes appeared in the wall.

Han Feng's curiosity was aroused, but no matter how he asked, the engineer did not give an answer.

Han Feng, who did not get the answer, walked to the window angrily and was stunned by the sea of ​​corpses outside.

"Oh my God..."

Han Feng, standing on the third floor, looked around and saw zombies everywhere!

Several buildings blocked the view, so Han Feng did not know how many zombies gathered around.

A black Hummer stood out in the crowd of zombies.

Yes, this car was driven by Han Feng.

It was parked on the roadside about ten meters away from the entrance of the police station. The distance that used to be within a few steps now felt out of reach.

"Be prepared for battle!" Han Feng gave the order.

Winter Soldier, Wayne and Han Feng were standing by three windows, with magazines full of bullets under their feet.

Number two and number three were guarding the policewoman in the back, constantly reloading magazines in their hands, and the engineer was responsible for the transportation.

"Fire!" As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, three assault rifles began to spew out flames.

"Da da, da da da" the sound of assault rifles continued to ring.

There was no need to aim at all, just close your eyes and shoot down casually to hit the zombie's head, because there were too many zombies...

Ten seconds later, "click", the three assault rifles ran out of bullets.

Eject the magazine, load a new magazine, and continue firing.

The huge gunshots were deafening, and his hands slowly became numb due to the recoil from the shooting.

"Ah!!!" Han Feng kept yelling, trying to recover his numb body with the yelling.

Han Feng kept paying attention to the changes in the gold coins while shooting.

The number of gold coins was growing rapidly.

Five hundred gold coins... one thousand gold coins... one thousand and five gold coins... two thousand gold coins...

More than two hours passed...

Han Feng was given ten gold coins for killing a zombie. During this period, he killed at least hundreds of zombies and fired at least a thousand bullets, while the Red Alert soldiers killed more zombies.

Han Feng was still fighting, and the Winter Soldier and Wayne beside him were replaced by No. 2 and No. 3.

Han Feng could hardly hear any sound, and his hands were just mechanically shooting.

Besides the magazines, Han Feng also had four assault rifles at his feet, all of which were broken.

Because of overheated barrels and other reasons, these guns could no longer be used.

Han Feng had actually given up a long time ago...

It was just a belief in his heart that made him fight so hard - gold coins!

That's right, Han Feng was now anxious to build a radar. He would get ten gold coins for killing zombies, and one gold coin for killing zombies by Red Alert soldiers. Han Feng calculated this very shrewdly.

4000 gold coins...4369 gold coins...4863 gold coins...5001 gold coins...

"Build a radar! Confirm!" After Han Feng noticed that the gold coin had exceeded the 5,000 mark, he immediately ordered the system to build a radar.

"The radar is under construction. Virtual construction will take three hours. Please wait." The mechanical sound of the Red Alert system sounded in Han Feng's mind.

The last construction barracks was built in just ten minutes. Why does this radar take so long? Do I have to wait for three people in this place?