Zhang Lang opened the door of the armory.
Sure enough, the door was blocked by heavy shelves and crates. Zhang Lang pushed aside these obstacles and saw a mummy in military uniform.
There is no sign of mutation?
The corpses I saw along the way were all somewhat alienated. This corpse looked like a human being. Did he escape the poisonous mist? Or did he die here before he was poisoned?
Could it be that there was an immune person, but he ended up trapped here and couldn't get out?
Zhang Lang nodded to the corpse, then turned to look at the surrounding supplies. The disaster broke out too suddenly, and the soldiers were either infected or killed by infected and mutated monsters. There was not enough time to consume the weapons in stock, so the supplies here were well preserved.
Rows of cannonballs and bullet boxes were stacked on the shelves. Grenades and incendiary bombs were placed in boxes. Rows of bolt-action rifles were neatly hung on the gun racks. There were also crates of different specifications neatly stacked on the ground.
Zhang Lang picked up a bolt-action rifle and pulled the bolt to try it. It was well preserved and should be able to be used normally. He opened a few more ammunition boxes, found suitable bullets, stuffed them into the rifle one by one, tried aiming a few times, and it felt pretty good.
It seems that all the equipment here should be usable, but unfortunately, Zhang Lang can't take it all. He plans to take away a few guns and more bullets first, and then make more trips when the opportunity arises.
Zhang Lang took a look, picked a few rifles, and carried a box of bullets. In addition, he found a box of grenades, so he took them with him... But there were too many things, and two of them were simply not enough...
After thinking for a while, he searched around. There were many cardboard boxes stacked together in the corner. It showed that they had been used to contain military rations, but they were already empty. I found a large long iron box in the corner... If it doesn't work, I can pour out the contents, enough to hold the bullet box and grenade box!
With Zhang Lang's current physical fitness, weight is basically not an issue, the main thing is that it is easy to hold.
Thinking of this, he walked over and opened the two-meter-long iron box.
"Ouch!" After seeing what was inside clearly, Zhang Lang's eyes lit up!
What was placed inside was a three-barrel rotating light cannon! Next to the gun body, there are two coiled bullet chains. The bullets on them are thick and long. The bottom of the bullet case is clearly marked with "Twelve". Is it the same as the bullet number of the Tiger Roar Revolver?
No wonder the roar of the tiger is so powerful. It turns out that it can use the same bullets as light cannons? !
Zhang Lang immediately took off a round and tried to insert it into the revolver. He found that the thickness was just right, but the bullet of the gun was too long. After inserting it, the warhead stuck out and could not catch the revolver.
It seems that the number represents the model of the cartridge case!
For guns and cannons in this world, bullets have not evolved into shell shoulders. Unlike many mainstream bottle-shaped bullets in the world, the warhead and cartridge case in this world are basically the same thickness. The thickness of the cartridge case can basically represent the caliber of the warhead, plus the length combined into one The markings are uniformly produced by the factory, and the warheads are installed according to different needs.
Zhang Lang shook his head and took out the light cannon. This thing weighed dozens of kilograms. If you include the gun mount next to it, it would weigh hundreds of kilograms. If you add bullets... tsk Tsk tsk.
There is no electric invention in this world yet. This kind of light cannon usually relies on shaking and rotating to change the barrel to increase the rate of fire. Although the speed is far from comparable to those of real fully automatic rifles, it is still facing those who shoot and pull the bolt. Weapon, this thing is life harvesting on the battlefield!
However, Zhang Lang shook his head and put the thing aside.
The power is too great, and the weight is too high, so it cannot be brought into the mission world. For Zhang Lang, weapons that cannot be brought into the mission world are of little significance.
But these bullets... Zhang Lang compared it with the Tiger Roar Revolver again, and found that the main thing that grew out was the warhead... The warhead of this kind of light cannon is long, heavy, and pointed. Zhang Lang took out a knife and tried to cut off a section of the exposed bullet, turning it into a flat head, but it was shortened a lot. Now, it can finally be loaded into the magazine of the revolver.
That's right, since the cartridge cases are of the same model, as long as the warhead is modified, it will always fit. However, the warheads of this kind of light cannon are all made of steel. If it weren't for Zhang Lang's magic weapon, it would be really not easy to modify...
Having said that, this Tiger Roaring Revolver is actually made from the adapted body of a light cannon. No wonder it can kill strange bears. I have to say that the person who built this gun is crazy, and he is even crazier if he dares to use it!
He thought for a while, emptied everything in the iron box, leaving only the two plates of bullets and went back to modify them slowly.
Then, he picked up some more bullet boxes, picked up a box of incendiary bombs, and a box of mines. He stuffed the iron box to the top, especially the two plates of light artillery bullets, in order to prevent the bullets from being damaged by collision during movement. After firing, he stuffed a lot of stuffing, such as covers from the house. Later, I felt that it was not enough, so I thought of the corpse.
Zhang Lang walked over and tore off the corpse's military uniform, but when he pulled it, a diary fell out of his arms.
Zhang Lang caught it, squinted his eyes, looked at the corpse, and opened the diary...
"I don't know what time it is now... I just remember that when the disaster broke out, it should have just been after the Spring Festival. Now it seems to be summer outside, so it should have been at least five months... This is my first time The most time I have slept for such a long time was only a week... It seems that this terrifying poisonous mist is indeed more dangerous than imagined..."
Zhang Lang squinted his eyes, did this person really survive?
The disaster indeed broke out shortly after the Spring Festival last year. It's summer now. If this guy woke up this summer, he couldn't have rotted into a skeleton so quickly. It shows that he did wake up last summer! Zhang Lang frowned, never expecting that besides himself, there were other survivors in the world!
He continued to look down.
"By the way, my ability is hibernation. No matter what kind of disease I have or how many injuries I have, as long as I don't die on the spot, I can maintain minimum physiological activity by entering hibernation. I will wake up after the disease is cured and the wound is healed. Come on. Of course, it’s also possible that someone will kill you while you’re sleeping...so I don’t think this is a very useful ability.”
"Generally speaking, most injuries can be completely healed overnight. For more serious injuries, it usually only takes two or three days. In my impression, there was a plague in the village when I was a child, and there was no cure. , I got sick, my body was full of ulcers, I vomited blood and died. That time, I was dormant for a week... But this time, I was dormant for five months!"
"However, my ability is not omnipotent. If a limb is damaged, the wound can be healed, but the lost limb cannot be recovered. For example, the little toe of my left foot..."
Zhang Lang glanced down at the guy's left foot, raised his foot and kicked it. Because the flesh was all rotten, he took off the shoe loosely, revealing the bones of the foot... The little toe was indeed missing.
"Hey, why am I writing these things? I'm probably afraid that I won't be able to get out again. There are always weird noises outside the warehouse door. I never dare to open the door... Through the small window on the wall, you can see The buildings in the city have become ruins, and from time to time, some monsters that have never been seen before will jump out... Maybe they were all humans at one time... Will I be the last person alive in the world? "
"Maybe there are other survivors somewhere in the world... It would be great if there were powerful strangers who could lead a team to wipe out the monsters in the world and find me... Of course, maybe I would be dead when they arrive. Well... then this diary is the evidence that I once lived here..."
"If anyone reads this, I hope you can remember that there was once a foreigner with little fighting ability who also lived here for at least five months... although he slept most of the time..."
"Oops, I won't write anymore. I just woke up and I'm so hungry. I need to supplement my nutrition... Fortunately, in addition to weapons, other supplies are stored here, including military rations and even stationery and ink... If I can hold on, say Maybe I can write a book... When the world order is restored, I will call it Doomsday Difficulty Survival Book, maybe it will be a bestseller!"
After reading this page of the diary, Zhang Lang couldn't help but smile. This guy seemed to be a very optimistic person. Facing such a world, he could still imagine a bright future.
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