The strongest reserve for the doomsday

After the battle just now, the fat man found that this cold weapon has a good effect on dealing with these zombies. And against the enemy, it is still a powerful thermal weapon that works well.

The fat man took a look, the strongest thermal weapon here is the RPG rocket, if the fat man had an RPG when he was tracking Xiao Luo Luo just now, then he would shoot directly into that room, or take advantage of those people to come outside, and the whole room would go to the west.

When this RPG explodes, the power is a bit too much for zombies, and for people, it's like killing chickens with a knife. The rhythm of spikes.

After all, this product was designed to fight tanks.

But the fat man dislikes that this RPG rocket is inconvenient to carry, this thing is more suitable for defense, and it is not very convenient when attacking or responding. After all, you can't bring a lot of ammunition.

So this time the fat man retreated to the second most powerful grenade launcher.

"Click

" The fat man flipped open the grenade

launcher, and there were 6 grenades lying quietly in the left wheel, and the fat man "clicked"

again, closed the grenade launcher again, and then picked up a grenade belt from the ground, there were about 50 grenades on it, plus the 6 in this chamber, there were 56 of them.

To be honest, this grenade equipment alone is more than enough to fight a zombie squadron.

But in this way, the fat man is still not satisfied. He took another AK rifle and hung it around his neck, with a tactical belt with 10 magazines and 10 tactical defensive grenades.

The fat man is the kind of person who has more and the better, but fortunately, the fat man is also a tall man, and bringing more equipment will not affect his mobility much.

The fat man picked up the stainless steel shield he had just placed on the ground from the side, and then picked up a sapper shovel.

However, after picking up the sapper shovel, it is not easy to hold the grenade launcher. The fat man thought for a while, this sapper shovel still had to be brought, so he asked Zheng Yan to tie this sapper shovel to his coat behind his back.

Zheng Yan looked at the clothes that the fat man was wearing now, and said

, "Why do you hang this sapper shovel on this clothes? This clothes are too thin, don't think too much, it's almost the same to hang this sapper shovel on your belt." When the

fat man heard this, he also felt that it made sense, so he pinned the sapper shovel directly to his belt.

Everything was ready, so the fat man opened the door and prepared to go.

The fat man walked on the village road of Xiaoya Village in the early morning, and now he was holding a grenade launcher in his right hand, a King Kong shield on his back, an AK rifle on his shoulder, 10 grenades and 10 AK magazines hanging on his tactical belt, and a sapper shovel pinned to his tactical belt.

Now the eastern sky outside has slowly whitened, the moon is still overhead, and the village is now terrifyingly quiet. Not only are there no human voices, but even animal voices are gone. There was only the heavy walking sound of a fat man.

"Just now these militants said that they would leave at noon the next day, so I should be fine with a ride on an electric scooter now. Turned

around the corner of Zheng Qian's rented house, and went around to the façade of the first floor of the building behind, the first open room in it is now the fat man's royal parking lot, and the MG little turtle electric car in this room is the fat man's royal locomotive.

The fat man walked up to the electric car, pressed the unlock button, and then inserted the key and unscrewed the electric car.

"Squeak squeak~"

A sound of the motor turning came from the small electric car, and the fat man galloped.

In the early morning of early summer, after a night of running, the fat man was also a little tired. But now sitting in this electric car, when the electric car is driven, the smell of early summer comes to my face.

The fat man came to his senses in an instant.

"Ah~Summer~Ah~Youth~"

The fat man drove this little turtle electric car and galloped on the village road of Xiaoya Village, and couldn't help but feel comfortable physically and mentally, and couldn't help but chant poetry.

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