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"You are such a hentai, please loosen my legs so I can take off my boots."

The agent answered without hesitation.

"Ahem, I was just kidding. You don't have to cater to me like that. You're welcome to join my team."

Moyin smiled, stood up, and held out his hand to the agent.

"It's my pleasure. If you have any needs, please don't worry. As a maid, I should take good care of my master's health."

The agent performed an elegant skirt-lifting salute, but the four machine guns under his skirt made him tense all over.

"Ahem, can you please not point the gun at us? I'm a little scared. This is a gas station. If it goes off accidentally, we'll all die."

Moyin wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. If the gun went off accidentally... it might not be as easy as Sten's accidental firing. The caliber of the machine gun equipped by the agent seemed to be .50 caliber. If he fired this shot, one of his legs would probably be broken.

"I'm so sorry for scaring you."

The agent finished speaking calmly, and the muzzles of the four machine guns moved down, pointing at the ground along the perfect thighs encased in suspender black stockings.

Moyin stared at the agent's perfect thighs. The feeling of being in absolute territory but not being able to see panties made him feel anxious, as if there was a cat's claw scratching around in his heart.

"You seem dissatisfied with my etiquette. Is that okay?"

The agent lifted her skirt higher with an expressionless face, and her sexy hollow black stockings panties suddenly appeared in front of Moyin.

"Very good! Very good, I'm fine!"

Moyin gave a thumbs up and praised from the bottom of his heart.

The agent loosened her skirt and stood elegantly in front of Moyin, waiting to be served.

"Well, I'm curious about how you aim these four guns?"

"My mind cloud map is equipped with an automatic aiming template. I can use the exoskeleton to micro-control the muzzle. I use .50 caliber bullets. There is no need to reload. The ammunition consumption will be directly deducted from your space. The daily refresh supply is 200 rounds."

“Oh oh…”

Moyin nodded. The fire suppression of this agent was absolutely terrifying. He could control four machine guns at a time. Unfortunately, .50 ammunition was very expensive, and each shot cost 10 resource points.

Although the 200 rounds of supply refreshed daily seem to be a lot, when spread out among four guns, it is not even enough to fill a regular magazine for a machine gun.

If the fight really starts, it will probably be over in less than a minute. It is better not to let the agent take action as much as possible, otherwise the resource point will probably disappear like water.

Moyin decided to try his luck again, so he borrowed another 10,000 resource points to carry out the Iron-Blooded Recruitment.

And the consequences were already predetermined... Chopsticks +1.

"Ahem, each of you come over here and get a tactical goggle and a chopstick headset to operate. You can use chopsticks for reconnaissance at ordinary times."

"Oh, by the way, everyone take a humanoid quick repair contract. If you are seriously injured, use it directly, and you can recover to the best condition directly."

Moyin took out seven sheets of quick-fix and placed them on the box of seven chopsticks.

All the tactical figures came over obediently and took one portion, while the remaining chopsticks were taken back into the system space by Moyin.

As for Jie Bao, he stayed outside. After all, he had to act together with other survivors, and he could no longer create or take things away out of thin air.

Mortar units like the Robber Leopard are extremely intimidating when facing survivors.

After all, during this period of time, other survivors were basically still fighting desperately with kitchen knives or steel chisels. He had both medium- and long-range firepower and ultra-long-range firepower, so he would definitely not suffer any loss if he encountered the survivors.

"Agent, since you are an elite humanoid among the Iron Bloods, can you confirm the bombing coordinates of the Jade Leopard? I don't know much about the use of this automatic mortar."

Mo Yin asked.

"Of course, as long as we arrange a soldier ant unit to find out the local coordinates, we can order the robber leopard to carry out a bombing attack."

"Okay, from now on our artillery unit will be handed over to you."

Mo Yin said with a big laugh.

"It's my pleasure."

The agent calmly performed the skirt-lifting gesture again.

"Oh! Iron-Blooded's high-level elite humanoid. Hey, Commander, can I take a picture with her? Can I?"

MDR, who was eating a bag of potato chips, ran up to the agent and looked around, then took out his cell phone and moved towards the agent.

A shadow flashed by, and MDR was already lifted up by the agent, grabbing his neck.

"Zanyu, did I give you permission to take pictures? Don't come near me rashly."

"Agent, what do you want to do?!"

HK416 immediately drew out his Nepali machete and assumed an attacking stance.

All the Griffin humanoids put down their oil guns, pulled out Nepalese machetes from their legs, and surrounded the agent.

Even though MDR usually likes to stir up trouble, as fellow Griffin dolls they will not watch her being bullied by the Iron-Blooded agents.

"Do you think you can stop me?"

The agent said disdainfully in the face of a group of murderous Griffin figures.

"Wait, agent, she is also my companion, please put her down."

Looking at the struggling MDR, Moyin quickly spoke.

"Yes, if it is your order."

The agent let go of his hand without hesitation, and MDR fell to the ground.

"Ah, what a scary guy. Ms. MDR, I just want to take a picture. If you don't want to give it to me, then don't give it to me. Why are you so fierce?"

MDR jumped up from the ground and brushed off the dust on his body nonchalantly.

Chapter 111 Yes! They are all your sisters-in-law!

Four days later.

The fully fueled pickup truck and commercial vehicle were followed by a heavy mobile refueling truck and a small truck filled with various supplies and returned to the community where Qi Guang lived.

After all, his team now has twenty people in total, and the supplies placed on the back of a pickup truck will be gone in a few days.

So Moyin directly got a truck from outside.

In addition, two soldier ants were also exploring the way ahead under Moyin's arrangement. It was mainly the person sitting in the co-pilot seat who was to confirm whether there was a large tide of zombies around.

After all, the size of the convoy has increased, and it will take more time to turn around.

Once we encounter a zombie tide, it may be too late for everyone to turn around.

The leopard followed the pickup truck under the control of the agent.

Due to the previous incident in which the agent attacked MDR, Griffin's humanoids were somewhat at odds with the agent, so the members on the pickup truck were replaced by Moyin, HK416, Bai Lingyu and the agent.

The driver of the commercial vehicle has now become Sten.

UMP45 found a motorcycle and went to the granary to notify Luo Tian and others to come over.

During these four days, Moyin directly emptied the entire gas station. He couldn't remember how many barrels of oil he had recycled for the system, but his resource points had now reached 60,000 points, and there were still more than 100 barrels of oil in the system space that had not been recycled, in case of emergency.

This trip to the gas station made Moyin's team stronger. The biggest gain was naturally the agents with strong firepower and the ability to directly command the various units of Iron Blood.

It’s a pity that now he has no high-end iron-blooded combat power except the soldier ants and the robber leopards.

Although he still wanted to draw a few more Iron Blood Summons, they had already been sold out and would probably not be sold out for a while, so Moyin had to give up the idea of ​​continuing to draw.

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"Oh my god, boss, where did you find such a bunch of beautiful girls? Are they all my sisters-in-law? Can your body handle it?"

After going downstairs, Qi Guang looked at the girls surrounding Moyin vigilantly, their mouths open so wide that a duck egg could almost fit in.

It's not that he hasn't seen beautiful women. Those of them who are the leaders in the underworld have a lot of women around them, and their bosses are often followed by a few beautiful women.

However, the area around Moyin is simply a concentration camp of beauties. What's more terrifying is that these beauties are all armed with guns and have obviously received good military training. Even though the black-haired maid following Moyin is not equipped with weapons, Qi Guang instinctively feels that she is more brutal than Moyin.

He felt like he was going to be crushed if he even looked at her for one more second.

"Well, they are all your sisters-in-law."

Moyin said proudly.

"Sir, sir!!! Don't talk nonsense. I'm not even an adult yet! This is a crime! I'm going to call the Pie Squad!! Ah, why did I bite my tongue again?"

M|99 said with tears in his eyes aggrievedly.

"Okay, okay, eat a piece of chocolate and don't cry."

Moyin took out a small piece of Dove chocolate, unwrapped it and stuffed it into M|99's cherry mouth, then reached out and touched M|99's little head.

"No, don't treat me like a child! Ugh, this is so sweet."

The originally aggressive M|99 gradually softened as the Dove chocolate finally melted, and he hummed in enjoyment through his nose.

In the past few days, Qi Guang also got a RV nearby, so that at least Zhang Zheng, the injured, can lie on the bed in the RV to recuperate.

After four days of rest, Zhang Zheng's gunshot wound had healed a lot and his complexion was gradually recovering.

When he saw the small truck loaded with supplies, he nodded secretly. It seemed that the three of them were really lucky this time to have caught up with an extremely powerful boss.

However, when Moyin opened a wooden box and took out two Type 81 rifles and a box of bullets and handed them over, the expressions on Qi Guang and Zhang Zheng's faces became somewhat interesting.

"Fuck, there are so many guns, boss, what are we afraid of? Just fire a burst of bullets at the zombies and they will fall to the ground."

Qi Guang said excitedly.

"Idiot, all the zombies will come as soon as the gunfire sounds. If there are more than a hundred zombies, our convoy will be in danger. Once the zombies' limbs are entangled in the wheels, our vehicles may be scrapped. At least it will be difficult to move forward without cleaning up the wreckage."

"No one is allowed to shoot without my order. Normally, if you encounter a free zombie, use cold weapons to deal with it. This gun is given to you to use when breaking through or encountering an enemy attack."

Moyin glared at Qi Guang coldly, and Qi Guang, who was holding the Type 81 rifle, suddenly wilted.

There was no surprise on Zhang Zheng's face, but he was deeply upset.

Their Black Dragon Gang didn't have enough time to get arms in the end times, but this Mo Yin who suddenly came to their door actually took out a box of Type 81 rifles. Even the police chief would find it difficult to get so many guns.

Fortunately, he knew that curiosity killed the cat, so he didn't intend to ask more questions.

"Since you two are gangsters, you should know the rules. You can't point your guns at your own people."

"Of course, of course. But I've never fired a rifle before, so I don't know if I can hit the target."

Qi Guang said awkwardly.