In addition to conventional weapons and armor.
Yefeng also has other production lines:
1 level 2 scout drone production line.
The daily output is 12 racks.
The reserve is about one hundred and thirty.
1 level 1 Wei Wuzu armored vehicle production line.
The daily output is 1 vehicle.
There are sixteen vehicles in reserve.
In addition, there is a production line for signal jammers and a production line for employee watches.
"Wow, you can really create an army."
Ye Feng couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth.
The above is just production line stuff.
He also has other props.
For example, 10 sentry machine guns.
10 Stinger missiles.
10 Gatling position machine guns.
2 close-in defense guns.
1 Apache gunship.
12 SWAT helicopters.
23 'Sabertooth Tiger' SWAT explosion-proof armored vehicles.
As well as 77 grams of crystal core, and countless types of cars.
Just when Ye Feng felt that life was getting better and better.
Tap tap tap.
The sound of high heels sounded.
Wang Shiqing walked over quickly and said with a smile:
"Mr. Ye, you're ready."
oh?
Ye Feng raised his eyebrows, stood up and said:
"Then let's go."
Today is Chinese Valentine's Day.
Ye Feng had people clean up the entire beach in advance.
Because he wants to have a happy party with his women there.
"By the way, how is the network signal issue going?"
Just this morning, Ye Feng discovered that the network in some areas of Jingzhou was unable to connect.
It is estimated that there is a problem with the signal base station, and a task has been issued for people to repair it.
"The people from the city bureau's employment group have taken over this task."
Wang Shiqing responded.
Ye Feng said oh and didn't ask any more questions.
When he came to the ground.
Other women were already waiting for Ye Feng in the car.
Look at the best beauties in different styles.
Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh:
"This isn't a dream."
Once upon a time, Ye Feng was just a pauper.
When the first apocalypse came, he was still in a state of confusion, just like a bereaved dog, lingering on its last breath.
But who would have thought that after rebirth, he would obtain the system.
"Of course it's not a dream."
Wang Shiqing pecked Ye Feng's face gently and said with a smile:
"If this is really a dream, let's keep doing it."
She bit the character so hard that Ye Feng couldn't help but feel helpless.
In fact, sometimes having too many women is not a good thing.
Because Ye Feng discovered that every woman was greedy for his body.
Fortunately, Ye Feng's body genes have been strengthened, otherwise he would not be able to withstand it.
"Set off!"
Ye Feng got into the car and hugged him from left to right.
Soon, a convoy of more than a dozen vehicles headed to the beach.
More than a hundred dead soldiers were ready to blockade the area.
Seeing this scene, the employees performing tasks outside were confused.
"what's the situation?"
"Are there scary zombies here on the beach?"
"Probably not, the zombies here have been cleared up long ago."
"Wait a minute...what is that?"
"Tent? Beach grill?"
"Holy crap! Is this going to be a party?"
When he saw Ye Feng coming to the beach area with great fanfare, he seemed to just want to have a party.
The employees were dumbfounded.
This damn thing is too sentimental and luxurious, right?
Before the end of the world, this behavior would be nothing, very normal.
But the point is, it’s the end now!
Most people are hungry and in fear of the zombie crisis.
But Ye Feng...
"I'm jealous!"
Many employees cried with envy.
They seem to do the same.
They also want to enjoy life comfortably.
Sitting on the beach and having a party with some beautiful women.
However, they do not have this qualification.
As ordinary people, they can only do tasks desperately to earn survival points.
Only by surviving can they feel at ease.
As for Ye Feng, of course he wants to enjoy life comfortably now.
After all, in a while, the world will become colder, and even wanting to bask in the sun will become a luxury.
............
"Brother, is Mr. Ye too comfortable?"
After learning about the situation on the beach, Gao Qisheng couldn't help but feel envious.
"Don't worry, we will have days like this sooner or later."
Gao Qiqiang is not envious.
Because as of now.
Their powerful mercenary group has grown to 400 people.
The assets of the mercenary group include a basic piece of armor, a pistol, and an automatic rifle.
A few people also have grenade launchers and high-explosive grenades.
The survival points are as high as more than 15,700 points.
At the same time, Gao Qiqiang also set up a material storage point outside and stored a large amount of food in case of emergency.
............
"I really want to be like Mr. Ye."
Chen Fusheng sighed.
He is a poor boy who came from the rural areas of Northeast China.
I dream of becoming a big shot living in one place.
I heard that there was development in Jingzhou, so I came here.
As a result, they encountered a zombie apocalypse, and accidentally entered the base and established a monster mercenary group.
"Brother, you will definitely do it!"
Chen Longxiang patted Chen Fusheng on the shoulder:
"In addition to the survival point of the group, we also made more than two thousand, which is enough to get you a wife."
"You are not the youngest, it's time to continue the family lineage of our old Chen family."
"I heard that a brother in the group married a college student the day before yesterday, and the bride price only cost 500 survival points."
Chen Fusheng rolled his eyes:
"Then he was tricked."
"I've met her wife."
"When I sold it before, I only had 2 survival points at a time."
"The betrothal gift of five hundred survival points is enough for him to work for more than half a year."
Chen Longxiang scratched his head naively and suddenly said:
"He said he did it seven times a day."
Chen Fusheng was stunned, and then said thoughtfully:
"That's quite a deal."
............
Potato chip factory.
"You want me to come~"
"Who the hell doesn't want to come~"
"That kid doesn't want to, come on, ah ah~"
Seeing the Northeastern soldiers happily collecting supplies in front, Long Wenwen coaxed:
"another one."
Milong, a soldier from the Northeast, carried a large bag of potato chips with one arm, stretched out his other hand, and said:
"Let's do another one. I'll give you some money and we'll order a song together. Do you want to come?"
Long Wenwen rolled his eyes.
At this time, Meng Fanlao came over limping and said in this weird tone:
"Hey, it's Mr. Ye who promoted you to be our leader."
"He is having a party on the beach with his nine lovers. Don't you have any ideas?"
Long Wenwen chewed potato chips and shook his head decisively:
"What ideas can I have?"
Meng Fanxiao joked:
"You were not like this before."
"You can't tolerate even a grain of sand in your eyes. You dare to report the leader's corruption. What now..."
Long Wenwen kicked Meng Fan hard:
"Don't be so weird."
"I did it before because I believed in the law."
"I believe that the world will get better and better, and that evil will never prevail over good."
"But now, tell me, where is the law?"
"Can the law control zombies biting you?"
