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Xin Shang asked with a smile.
"Your mindset has changed very quickly. You were so against men and women doing that kind of thing before, weren't you?"
Meng Shang looked at his sister with some surprise.
"Hey, everyone gets what they want. Just like when a man sees a beautiful woman, he will have some thoughts. The same goes for a woman seeing a handsome man. Isn't *** not bad either?"
Xinshang said nonchalantly.
"Hey, I have to rely on you to protect me during those few days of the month when I work alone. It's hard to survive in this world. Uncle Luo saved the two of us, otherwise we would have starved to death. I don't want him to die either. Without our help, Uncle Luo probably wouldn't have gotten far."
Meng Shang sighed.
"But the other people in the team are so useless. They don't even dare to kill a zombie. Except for Wang Zhi and Chen Mingjun, the others tremble at the sight of zombies and can't help at all. I have no objection to taking only Uncle Luo with me, but as for the others..."
Xin Shang pouted and said with some dissatisfaction.
"Sister, be realistic. Do we have to keep supporting those useless companions? I had a good chat with those sisters before. Brother Yin is willing to give you this knife. If we want to follow him, he will definitely not refuse."
Xinshang said seriously.
"Give me some time to think about it. I'll see what Uncle Luo plans to do and then make a plan."
Meng Shang sighed. She really wanted her sister to be safer, but Luo Tian’s gratitude to them was no less than saving their lives. She also didn’t want to be an ungrateful and heartless person who would just run over and follow a stronger team when she met one.
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"Phew, it's finally done."
M|99 wiped the sweat from his forehead. The rear trailer of the pickup truck was basically covered with bullet shells.
"Thank you for your hard work. You two can have some chocolate and go back to the car to have a good rest. Leave the rest to us."
Moyin took out two Dove chocolates and handed them to M|99 and Leng Xiaoxue. The two little girls' eyes lit up immediately. No little girl could resist the temptation of sweets.
After returning to the car, Moyin drove directly to the militia warehouse. The pickup truck bumped from time to time and ran over the corpses of zombies.
"Aren't you going to inform Luo Tian and the others?"
Bai Lingyu asked with some confusion.
"You're kidding. Let's go to the warehouse and collect most of the things first, otherwise it will expose the information that I have spatial abilities."
Moyin gave Bai Lingyu a cold look.
"But didn't you tell me after you accepted me into the team, Brother Yin? Don't these people have to be absorbed into the team as well?"
Bai Lingyu asked with some confusion.
"You are a smart person. You know that following me is the best choice. Naturally, you won't leak my information. But these people, let's not talk about Luo Tian for now. Meng Shang, that honest little girl, will leak my information unconsciously. So the best way to keep it secret is to not let her know at all."
Moyin explained speechlessly.
Chapter 92: Civilians! Soldiers! Warehouses! Storehouses! Get rich!
The cement walls of the militia warehouse were covered with red and black blood and meat paste, giving people a gloomy and depressing feeling.
Obviously there had been a bloody storm here.
All the zombies on the outer roads were shot in the head by M|99 using the VSS sniper rifle, but the zombies that had already rushed into the militia warehouse compound could not be sniped.
Moyin parked the car and walked carefully into the militia warehouse compound with his sword in hand.
"Ow!"
The two zombies roared and pounced towards Moyin.
The sword cut off the heads of the two zombies in an instant with a sound of breaking through the air.
Seventeen or eighteen zombies turned around and looked at Moyin at the same time, then waved their arms and pounced on Moyin. Moyin suddenly felt his scalp exploding.
If I were really surrounded by this dark mass of zombies, I would probably be torn to pieces in a few seconds.
Moyin touched the ground with his toes, and using the internal force in his body, he nimbly jumped onto the concrete wall. Seventeen or eighteen zombies immediately slammed into the wall, and Moyin even felt his feet shake.
The three zombies in front who had sprinted at full speed and crashed into the wall and fell down were stepped on by the remaining zombies before they could get up.
A bunch of zombies stretched their hands upwards, but because they were not tall enough, they could not enjoy the bloody feast in front of them. The sword calmly stabbed into the heads of the zombies one by one.
"45, come in and help me keep an eye on it. The others stay outside and wait."
Moyin said into the tactical headset, then jumped off the wall.
While UMP45 was not coming in, Moyin glanced at the courtyard in front of the militia warehouse.
He didn't see the zombies in military uniforms just now, but when he calmed down, Moyin saw some bloody camouflage uniform fragments and gunshots that were broken into several pieces scattered in the blood. It seemed that the garrison here fought to the last moment.
"Commander, let's go."
UMP45 walked into the compound holding a submachine gun, still with a gentle smile on her face. The bloody hell before her seemed to have no effect on her at all.
"Looking at me stupidly like this, Commander, are you infatuated with me?"
UMP45 teased with ease.
"Although you are indeed very cute, I was just wondering what could scare you. It's amazing that you can still laugh in such a hellish scene."
"Cute, haha, except for 40 and , no one has ever said that to me, so I'll just take it as a compliment, okay?"
UMP45 stepped into the blood plasma and said with a smile.
"Cute is of course a compliment to you."
"Haha, the commander is such a sinful man. Go in, I'll watch your back carefully. You don't want me to shoot, right?"
Ump45 urged.
Seeing that UMP45 was not going to continue the conversation, Moyin shrugged and walked ahead.
Apart from the initial small wave of zombies, the remaining zombies in the militia warehouse were only in groups of three or five. This was not a difficult task for Moyin, who had already killed no less than a hundred zombies.
Finally, Moyin and UMP45 arrived in front of a large warehouse with a locked door.
Moyin took out a crowbar from the system space and pinned it to the door. He pushed hard and the door immediately made a creaking sound before being violently broken open by Moyin.
A large number of neatly arranged wooden boxes appeared in front of the two men, but Moyin completely ignored the wooden boxes and looked at a huge vehicle deep in the warehouse with shining eyes.
"What the hell? There are tanks??? Wait, why doesn't this tank have a main gun?"
Moyin said blankly.
"Commander, this is a Type 63 armored personnel carrier, not the tank you think it is."
UMP45 at the side lifted the wooden lid of the wooden box and said casually.
"Oh, this thing can be driven away."
"Well, I know how to operate it, but my flexibility is not very good. If the enemy is equipped with an anti-material sniper rifle or RPG, then I will be a sitting duck."
UMP45 replied calmly.
"Hey, it's the end of the world, and there are still snipers coming to mess with us."
"You've already been attacked with a crossbow, how can you be sure that the other party won't get an RPG?"
"Although this armored transport vehicle can accommodate more than ten people, it only has one 12.7mm high-altitude machine gun on board, so the combat effectiveness of the others is basically wasted. Therefore, I do not recommend driving this vehicle."
UMP45 said calmly.
"Well, I'm planning to let Luo Tian and his men use this thing. The firepower of a 12.7 caliber machine gun is pretty strong, isn't it?"
Moyin said excitedly.
"The firepower is OK, but Commander, with a vehicle like this, is it necessary for them to follow you? It doesn't matter if you go it alone, right?"
"Power can make people lose their minds, and what you should do is to manage the power you give away."
"Since you want to recruit them, at least make them rely on you."
UMP45 reminded.
"That makes sense, that makes sense. I'll just keep it for now and take it out later when I see more clearly what kind of people they are."
Moyin nodded, walked quickly to the Type 63 armored transport vehicle and put the huge armored transport vehicle into his system space.
He was so happy to see this thing that his mind was filled with thoughts about how cool it would be to have such a big thing sitting behind the scenes, and he ignored the human heart.
"There are ten Type 81 rifles in this wooden box. They are the equipment discarded by the regular troops. But there should be more than this kind of weapons. Let's check other boxes."
Moyin casually took out a Type 81 rifle and removed the magazine.
"Why is there only a gun but no bullets?"
"The storage regulations of the weapons warehouse generally require that guns and bullets be separated from each other. I guess the ammunition is stored in another room."
Ump45 closed the wooden cover and said calmly.
Moyin finally breathed a sigh of relief. If he only had a gun but no ammunition, it would be a bit of a loss.
Moyin touched the wooden box and put it into the system space.
The two opened all the wooden boxes in the warehouse. UMP45 counted them and found a total of Type automatic rifles, eight Type squad machine guns, and a Type armored transport vehicle.
Moyin left three boxes of Type 81 automatic rifles and a Type 56 squad machine gun in a corner of the warehouse.
This was enough to arm Luo Tian's team. He planned to use the remaining guns to build a defense force when he established a gathering place in the mine in the future.
After the two men walked out of the warehouse where the guns were stored, they headed to the next huge warehouse.
Moyin used the same trick again and used a crowbar to knock open the door of the warehouse. Boxes of 7.62-caliber ammunition were neatly stored inside the warehouse.
Moyin waved his hand and took away most of the ammunition. He then calculated the space on each car, left a little more ammunition, and then disguised it as traces of someone else's presence, and then returned to the pickup truck.
"Commander, your mouth is twitching, what happened?"
M|99 asked worriedly.
"I'm rich, I'm rich, I'm rich, let me calm down for a moment."
Moyin took out a can of coffee from the system space and started drinking it.
Chapter 93: There are no bad people in the second dimension!
After a full twenty minutes, the wild laughter on Moyin's face gradually subsided.