Apocalyptic Red Alert

In the evening, during dinner time, Han Feng still couldn't control his emotions, and his expression of joy was all over his face.

The people who didn't know what was going on looked confused... During this period, Wei Peng asked Han Feng several times why he was so happy, but Han Feng always had a mysterious expression and said that you will know tomorrow, etc.

In Han Feng's heart, he was thinking about giving everyone a surprise when the tank was summoned! When he thought of the shocked expressions on everyone's faces, Han Feng's mouth corners couldn't help but rise a little.

The people who couldn't get an answer could only "give up" and wait for the surprise in Han Feng's mouth tomorrow.

After a hurried dinner, Han Feng changed his usual walking habit and returned to his bedroom early.

When entering the bedroom, Han Feng glanced at the mobilized soldier guarding the door, and then thought about it and said, "If there is no special or urgent matter, no one can disturb me~"

"Yes!"

With the sonorous answer of the mobilized soldier, Han Feng turned around and closed the door.

Sitting on the bed, Han Feng looked at the time...

"It's past nine in the evening now, and there are about eight hours left before the construction of the heavy factory is completed..." Han Feng muttered to himself, contacted Luna and said, "Luna, wake me up fifteen minutes before the construction of the heavy factory is completed."

"Okay, Captain Han.

After arranging everything, Han Feng took off his clothes, took a simple shower and lay down...

Seven hours later...

"Captain Han, Captain Han, there are 001459 left before the construction of the heavy factory is completed." Luna's precise "alarm" rang on time.

"Uh... huh?" Half asleep and half awake, Han Feng squinted his hazy eyes.

After a few seconds of "brain restart", Han Feng immediately regained his spirit.

"Okay~! I know~~~" Sitting up from the bed, Han Feng simply responded to Luna.

After washing up, Han Feng sat on a chair, smoking a cigarette and counting down the countdown of the heavy factory.

"3..."

"2..."

"1..."

"Report to Captain Han, the construction of the virtual building heavy factory is complete. "When Han Feng's silent countdown ended, Luna's voice followed.

"Okay! I can't wait! Let me..."

"Congratulations to the commander for unlocking six main buildings, including the virtual building - base, virtual building - power station, virtual building - barracks, virtual building - radar, virtual building - combat laboratory, and virtual building - heavy factory. Now the commander's level authority has increased, and he will be rewarded with 10,000 gold coins." Han Feng had just said half of his words when the long-lost mechanical sound sounded first.

Before Han Feng could react, he felt that the number of his gold coins suddenly soared by 10,000! Now the number of gold coins he has accumulated has reached a terrifying 23,000!! Close to 24,000.

"Since the commander has unlocked all the main buildings, the system has triggered a random draw. Do you want to draw now? "

"Uh..." Han Feng, who was confused by the system, didn't have time to say anything before he heard the mechanical voice report again...

Hearing this, Han Feng suddenly remembered that when he first had the Red Alert system, there was also such a lottery event. It's just that the time interval was too long, and Han Feng almost forgot that there was a lottery in this system.

"What can I draw from the lottery?" Han Feng thought about it. The last lottery only got grenades for mobilized soldiers. For himself who now has a whole arsenal, grenades are not very powerful...

"This lottery is a random lottery by the system, and the prizes are not fixed. Do you want to draw the lottery now?"

The mechanical voice of the system almost answered with a "nonsense"...

"Draw! If you draw a Guangling tank or an Apocalypse tank, you will make a lot of money! ! ! "

"Okay Commander, the lottery is in progress, please wait..."

A few seconds later, with a "ding" sound, the prize was settled.

"Congratulations to the commander for winning a bottle of incendiary bottles for all combat single-soldier units. ”

“…”

“…”

“…”

After the system finished speaking, the air was silent for a few seconds…

“Is that it?”

“Yes, Captain Han, the lottery has ended, and the prize is a bottle of Molotov cocktail for all individual units.”

“Damn it! Are you kidding me? ! Molotov cocktail! Are you treating me like a kid fighting on the street! And a Molotov cocktail!” Han Feng felt that the “mysterious” gift he unexpectedly received did not match the Apocalypse tank he had imagined in his mind, and he was a little furious at this moment…

The system did not “take the challenge” and let Han Feng calm down on his own…

After dozens of seconds, Han Feng finally realized the fact that owning this Molotov cocktail was “useless”.

“Come in.” In his mind, Han Feng contacted the mobilized soldier at the door of his bedroom.

Looking at the mobilized soldier who pushed the door open, Han Feng began to observe the extra “small bottle” on his waist.

“Give me the Molotov cocktail. "As soon as Han Feng finished speaking, the mobilized soldier took off the incendiary bottle from his waist and handed it over.

"Hehe~" Han Feng smiled as he played with the incendiary bottle in his hand, which was only two-thirds the size of a normal beer bottle.

The dark brown bottle looked no different from an ordinary beer bottle, and there was no logo on the bottle...

Holding the bottle, Han Feng noticed that there was a small pull ring on the bottle mouth, and there was no ignition cotton or something like that as he had thought before.

Putting the bottle mouth close to his nose, Han Feng sniffed it gently.

"No smell?" Han Feng, who did not smell any fuel, asked in a low voice.

Putting the fire bottle on the table, Han Feng asked, "It's just such a small thing... let me play with fire?"

Following Han Feng's question, Luna answered, "Reporting to Captain Han, the fire bottle you just saw is the seventh generation product developed by the Soviet combat laboratory."

"The fire bottle is also called Molotov cocktail. Although it is called a cocktail, there is no alcohol inside it. Instead, it is a fire bottle filled with different types of fuel. As you can see, the bottle mouth has improved the original ignition cotton, the purpose is to preserve the maximum amount of fuel from volatilization. Inside the pull ring of the bottle mouth, there is a very small ignition device, which is pulled