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"Okay, then I'll help skewer the meat. I've helped my relatives skewer the meat before."
After saying this, Moyin walked behind the Desert Eagle, picked up the skewer and skewered the cut barbecue.
"Oh! Commander, would you do such a thing?!"
The destroyer came up to Moyin and watched him thread the skewers curiously.
"Haha, actually, my cooking skills may not be worse than Desert Eagle's. Although I haven't grilled meat for a long time, I can still grill a few skewers for you to try."
"Haha, I won't show mercy."
Desert Eagle said with a smile.
"It would be disrespectful to your opponent if you don't try your best in a competition."
Moyin replied fearlessly.
"Hahaha, let's have a good competition then!"
As soon as people saw that Moyin was going to grill the meat himself, a long line quickly formed in front of the barbecue stall, all waiting for the meat grilled by Moyin himself.
Chapter 352: Respectable Military Spirit
After two days of revelry in the steel mill, Moyin once again set out on the return journey with the tactical dolls.
Since he took the same route, he hardly encountered any mutated zombies on the way back.
After all, the emergence of alienated zombies depends on two factors.
First, there must be a large enough zombie base to consume.
Second, the time of fighting, and slow advancement in the battle.
For a long time, there will be no more alienated zombies on this road.
"Commander, when I was looking at the map, I found a military zone here. Should we go take a look? We might be able to obtain a large number of weapons."
AK12 came over with a laptop and pushed it in front of Moyin.
"Let's go and take a look, Sten. Stop the return journey and go around to this military zone to take a look."
Moyin pondered for a moment and nodded.
I hadn't planned to go to the military zone before. On the one hand, it was because there were too many types of tactical humanoid weapons around me, and I might be mistaken for a spy sent from abroad by the troops in the military zone. If I wasn't strong enough, I would probably be killed by the regular army.
But now his physique has been strengthened to a level beyond the limits of humans, and the tactical dolls have also spent resource points to install various strengthening modules. With the addition of two experts from Team 404 and Team Disobedience, he is confident that he can escape even if he is hunted down.
It never hurts to take a look.
If there are still surviving troops in the military zone, he plans to trade some food and daily necessities for some weapons and bullets. After all, the weapons reserve of a military zone must be very large, which is more than enough for the surviving soldiers.
On the other hand, it can also reduce the casualties of these soldiers when searching for supplies.
He will be going to the next world soon, so he must leave some assets for Bai Lingyu to defend the city against the possible tide of zombies in the future.
Originally, he was planning to exchange it directly with resource points, but if he could get enough ammunition and weapons from the military district, he could save a lot of resource points.
If it weren't for the fact that it was impossible to let the ship girls deploy their ship suits in the world of Black Bullet, he would have planned to summon a few more ship girls as high-end combat support.
However, there are all kinds of other good things in the system, and it is obviously a wise move to keep enough resource points.
Soon, the RV, driven by Nagant's revolver, passed through the long-abandoned streets and arrived at the gate of the military district.
What surprised Moyin was that four soldiers in yellowed military uniforms were still guarding the gate of the military district.
Could it be that this military region hasn't fallen yet?
In front of the military district gate, there were a lot of abandoned vehicles that had crashed into each other, and there were corpses everywhere that had long since dried and decayed, revealing their bones. The ground was covered with a large number of metal shells. It was obvious that an extremely fierce battle had once broken out here.
But what made Moyin feel a little strange was that in such a snowy winter, these soldiers were still wearing thin camouflage uniforms.
"Everyone, put away your weapons. Stay in the car and don't get out. I'll go down and say hello to those soldiers to show them that I have no ill intentions."
After a brief talk, Moyin asked Nagant to pull over the RV, then took out a few down jackets, got out of the RV alone, gestured to the down jackets, proved that he had no ill intentions, and slowly walked towards the gate of the military district.
"Forbidden area... Don't approach!"
When Moyin was about ten meters away, a hoarse voice was heard.
"Comrade of the People's Liberation Army, I have no ill intentions. I am a survivor passing by. I saw that you were still wearing so thin clothes in this cold weather, so I planned to give you some clothes. Of course, it would be even better if we could trade with each other. I think I have everything you need."
Moyin stopped walking while showing a harmless smile.
However, the four of them just gave a warning and said nothing else.
After waiting for about half a minute, feeling that the other party had almost acquiesced, Moyin walked towards the four people again.
However, when Moyin just took a step, the four of them simultaneously raised the Type 95 rifles in their arms and pulled the trigger.
Moyin was about to dodge, but found that there were no bullets coming towards him.
Seeing that they were unable to shoot, the four men simultaneously pulled out the bayonets hanging on their belts and rushed towards Moyin.
"Wait, wait, let's talk it out. If you don't want to trade me, just leave. You don't have to kill me to silence me."
With a confused look on his face, Moyin nimbly dodged the attacks of the four men, then quickly retreated three meters and said helplessly that he didn't know why these four soldiers suddenly turned against him.
Seeing that the attack missed, the four of them rushed towards Moyin again without saying a word, and at the same time, a unique zombie roar burst out from their throats.
Only then did Moyin realize that the pupils of the four people were covered with a layer of gray mist, and the teeth in their mouths were black and rotten. It was obvious that they were already zombies.
It was the first time he encountered a talking zombie. Now that he thought about it, it was probably the loyalty and pride in the soldiers' bones that prevented them from turning into ordinary zombies to attack humans after their death, but instead they continued to remember their mission and guard the military area.
"…………Everyone, you have done well enough. You can take a rest now."
With a sigh and dropping his down jacket, Moyin rushed forward quickly, cleverly avoiding the attacks of the four soldiers. Then he flipped his right hand, took out a small dagger and quickly stabbed it into the back of the heads of the four men.
The four soldiers' bodies then softened and they slowly fell to the ground.
"Type 95... lead everyone out, go dig four pits and bury your comrades properly. Type 97, take me to find the weapons and ammunition depot."
Moyin pressed the tactical headset and said gloomily.
Soon, the tactical dolls ran to Moyin's side.
"Commander, you..."
Looking at the four bodies on the ground, Jiuwushi asked in some doubt. In her impression, Moyin was not someone who would do such a thing.
"They have turned into zombies. I don't know whether it's their sense of mission or something else that drives them to continue guarding the gate, but I think they should rest in peace now. Otherwise, I'm afraid they will stay there until they turn into a handful of bones."
Moyin sighed, said nothing more, and walked into the military district gate with the Type 97 rifle.
The entire military zone was littered with corpses in military uniforms and bones with their flesh torn clean.
Empty rifles and bayonets were everywhere, and apart from that, there was not a single vehicle.
Apparently, after dealing with the zombies inside, the troops stationed in this military zone did not even have time to collect the bodies of their comrades, and drove out to rescue the people in the city. However, this departure... was forever, and none of them came back alive.
Chapter 353 Burial
Occasionally, Moyin could still see some wandering zombies. Now that he thought about it, it was probably because there were so many corpses that they could not be dealt with, and the people who stayed inside the military zone were gradually infected in this environment.
Then, under such circumstances, he continued to fulfill his mission.
“It’s… tragic.”
Looking at the hellish scene before him, tears welled up in the eyes of the usually lively Jiu Qi Shi.
"They are all admirable heroes."
"Although I have never been a soldier, I still want to pay my highest respects to all of you here. Rest in peace, everyone."
Moyin slowly raised his hand and saluted the unrecognizable corpses scattered all over the ground.
"Let's go, Type 97. Leave the mission they failed to complete to us. Take away the weapons and supplies here and let more people survive. They can rest in peace in the underworld now."
Mo Yin spoke up.
"Um.."
Jiu Qishi nodded, then took Mo Yin to the armory.
After collecting the remaining value in the military zone with a heavy heart, Moyin and Jiuqishi walked out of the military zone gate.
During this time, the tactical dolls also used engineering shovels to dig four graves in the green belt not far away.
With the help of Type 95, Moyin put the four soldiers' corpses into the grave one after another, then picked up the engineer shovel and began to fill the grave with soil.
After burying the four people, Moyin returned to the RV with the tactical doll.
"Sixteen Pigeons, A-91, come and drink with me. Today you two are responsible for getting me drunk."
Moyin came to the bar area and sat at the bar.
"This is a very challenging task. I will try my best."
Shiliu Ge sat next to Mo Yin. She saw Mo Yin getting drunk with more than a hundred people that day. It would be difficult for her to get Mo Yin drunk by herself.
"Hahahaha, Commander, don't worry, I will drink with you until the end! Give me a glass of vodka."
A-91 patted the bar counter excitedly.
AA12 quickly pushed the wine they ordered to Sixteen Pigeons and A-91 respectively.
"Commander, what do you want?"
"Let's have a bottle of Hengshui Laobaigan first."
"Oh, oh oh... it's so intense right from the start."
AA12 muttered softly, then took out a teacup, placed it in front of Moyin and poured out a cup of Hengshui Laobai Gan.
"It's done, it's done."
Moyin tilted his head back and drank a glass of Hengshui Laobai Gan.
The scalding wine could not dispel the sadness in his heart.
"Well, well, well, well, well, well, well!"
Sixteen Pigeons and A-91 also drank their wine in one gulp without hesitation.
AA12 quickly refilled the three people's glasses with wine.