Chapter 198: Origin

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the big bullets on his palms and was shocked. This stuff hits people. Can that person still have a whole body?
Zhang Xiaoqiang's palm is not small, his hand can cover the hand of the chief Qiao Yun tightly, but now, the length of the bullet in his hand is almost longer than the length of his palm, the thickness is similar to the cigar.
54 type 12.7 mm high-altitude machine gun bullets, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at a thick and scary bullet, he did not know what effect this thing hit on people, but he knows that this bullet should be able to shoot through D2 skin, see the front The bullet, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little excited, he found a 54-type high-altitude machine gun in the armory, although the machine gun is not well maintained, some rust, Zhang Xiaoqiang has Wang Le, Wang Le is best at mechanical repair, now the precision He can fix it again, and the old guys of these decades are still not coming?
Continue to move forward Zhang Xiaoqiang also saw a lot of bullets of the M1919A6 air-cooled heavy machine gun, which is the bullet that he equipped the machine gun group. The bullets of this machine gun do not look much, but only relative to other stacked bullets. Zhang Xiaoqiang estimated a little, and calculated that there are hundreds of thousands of hairs here, and some wooden boxes have not been opened yet, and together they may even reach a million hairs.
In addition to the bullets of the M1919A6 heavy machine gun, Zhang Xiaoqiang also saw the 7.7-mm bullet of the 92-type heavy machine gun. However, this kind of bullet is rare. It seems that there are not tens of thousands of hairs. When Zhang Xiaoqiang opens a wooden box again, he sees the inside. Bullets, he was really scared, and the bullets inside were tightly sealed by kraft paper.
After dispersing, it was found that the bullets were painted with two colors, one was painted in red, the other was painted in yellow, 14.5 mm bullets, and the length was close to 16 cm. Feeling a small half a catty, only the front bullets are about seven centimeters.
Zhang Xiaoqiang remembered a TV drama he had seen, "Our head of our regiment", which contained a Japanese war defense gun. The shell of the anti-aircraft gun seemed to be much bigger than the guy in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand.
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the still bright white copper bullets. I really couldn’t think of any big guys in the arsenal that could shoot this thing out? 92-type infantry cannon? Looking at the size is not right?
When Zhang Xiaoqiang walked to the innermost, he saw the 70mm high-explosive bomb of the 92nd infantry artillery··········
When Zhang Xiaoqiang returned to the ground, it was past noon. Fortunately, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s team members were carrying three days of dry food. This is Zhang Xiaoqiang’s hard rules and his summary of his previous adventures. Uncertain factors in the last days. Too much, a little more preparation may have more hope of survival, the gunshots above have not stopped, the players have lunch and are rushing to eat.
The above personnel were divided into two groups to shoot. The three sons found that only half of the hands were divided into two batches of rotating shots, which could just control the rats on the fence, while the other half of the players took the empty clips while resting. On the bullet.
Since the emergence of the rat group, all the players are fighting at high intensity. Whether it is the M1 Garland rifle used before, or the Bayi automatic rifle used now, the recoil is not small. Many people take off their arms and rest even when they rest. Not up.
The front is stable, and the three sons have time to tell Zhang Xiaoqiang about the cause of the formation of the rat tide.
When Zhang Huai'an worried about the food at the base of the meeting the night before, the three sons got their heart. Especially Zhang Huai'an wanted the three sons to stop accepting and searching for survivors. This made the three sons very unhappy. The three sons always wanted to change the fighting team. Become a battle brigade, you can also be a big captain, if it is possible to become a battle group, then he is the head of the team, in addition to Zhang Xiaoqiang, He Wenbin, that is, his three sons speak the loudest.
He didn't have any thoughts about the two people who were in front of him. He was Zhang Xiaoqiang who took He Wenbin and rushed him out of a corpse of thousands of zombies. He said this in his heart, but he always remembers it. I don't care a lot about other people.
Now that the honest man is in charge of construction, there are hundreds of people under his command. Lu Renyi will not say it. In the eyes of the three sons, he is a soy sauce, and Zhang Huai’an an outsider actually wants him to stop accepting survivors. If there is no one, there will be no military source, no military source, and when will his battle group be built?
If you can't be the head of the team, then the honest man is not going to hold his own? Maybe Zhang Huai'an will climb to his head when he arrives?
For this, the three sons have taken care of the grain. He is not an accountant. He does not know how long the base can eat. He only knows that hundreds of people eat more than one year a year. The food that was eaten a year is already a big number in his opinion. This prison was originally locked with thousands of people~EbookFREE.me~The food they eat every day is not a minority, here is the prison. Large vehicles can't go in and out frequently. In order to maintain the normal consumption of prisons, there should be a warehouse for storing food in the prison. The three sons told Zhang Xiaoqiang that they would go out to find materials, but they went to the grain storage.
In the process of searching for the grain depot, it went smoothly. Some scattered human bones on the road did not even see a zombie. At the beginning, everyone was still careful to wait. They waited until the grain depot before they relaxed. The grain depot was very large and hung on the door. Holding a big iron lock.
Together, they opened the grain depot and saw a giant mouse nest along the outside light. All the food packaging was bitten into pieces, scattered with moldy food, filling every corner of the ground with the mouse. A mouse that was bigger than an adult fist swayed in the grain pile. The sound of the door opening also alerted the mice. Then all the mice yelled together. The three sons were surprised that the mice were not afraid of people. The body is the same size as the domestic cat, and the big red-colored mouse rushes straight from the inside.
Ten nine-five-type assault rifles fired at the big mice together. The big mice fell on the road halfway through the blood. The scattered stray bullets killed many of the big fists that were swaying on the ground. The big mouse that was counted before the end of the world, and here can only be called the toy of the mouse, and screamed to the depths of the storeroom.
Seeing that these mice were all scared away, the three sons did not care. He looked at it a little. He saw that there was no oil and water to take it with him. After a long time, they all heard a weird sound like It is the sound of countless leaves falling on the ground and being slowly swayed by the wind. Then they slowly become the sounds of "嗡嗡" that are far and near. They stand together and slowly warn around. They don’t know the danger comes from Where?