Chapter 133 A Bountiful Harvest
As soon as Han Shuo and Li Shurou got out of the car, the fat man ran over excitedly, shouting all the while.
"Haha, come here, you two, see if I can do it?"
Even without him saying anything, Han Shuo saw the three cars next to him.
Two armored vehicles and one military truck.
"Wow, Fatty, you're pretty good. These three cars can hold a lot of stuff."
Han Shuo couldn't help but offer a compliment.
"That's right, those two small trucks were really too difficult to drive, we should change to another one quickly."
After the fat man finished speaking, the three of them began to move.
They first transferred all the food from the small truck to the larger military truck, which was more than enough to hold the food for two trucks.
Based on this, Han Shuo decided to use the remaining two armored vehicles to carry weapons.
All three vehicles have been assigned, so everyone can drive one on the return trip.
"Fatty, Shurou, get some torches over here, let's go down and take a look."
Han Shuo looked into the armory; it was completely dark.
"good."
The two responded and quickly began searching the vicinity. Before long, three torches were lit.
Han Shuo took a torch from the fat man, nodded to the two of them, then drew his Tang sword and carefully walked down.
The path leading underground did not form a series of stairs, but rather a flat, sloping surface.
During this time, apart from a few dead zombies, Han Shuo did not find any danger.
After walking for less than a minute, the three arrived at a spacious room.
"Wow, we've struck it rich!" The fat man's eyes lit up as soon as he entered the armory, and he exclaimed in surprise.
At this moment, illuminated by the firelight, everything in the armory was clearly visible.
On both sides of the wall hung countless guns.
Rifles, submachine guns, pistols, sniper rifles, and so on, there were even many different types and models that Han Shuo couldn't name at all.
Several rows of wooden crates were placed on the ground; some contained firearms, some contained ammunition, and some contained melee weapons...
In short, there are many, many.
Holding the torch, Han Shuo continued walking inside. He could see that the further he went in, the more diverse the types of weapons became. He even found many hand grenades, time bombs, and other weapons designed for targeted detonation on the shelves inside.
"This time, we really struck it rich! This trip was worth it!" Han Shuo smiled from the bottom of his heart.
"Mine, mine, all mine." The fat man didn't care about anything else and directly stuffed the weapons into his clothes. You see, he had always liked these things.
"You two, don't get so excited. You're carrying torches. Be careful, or we'll be completely destroyed if we set this place on fire."
Li Shurou reminded the two of their thoughts, but she was equally pleased.
"Yes, yes, yes, Fatty, quickly put the torch in a safe place first," Han Shuo said.
"Okay, okay."
After the three of them had placed the torches, the fat man shouted excitedly again.
"Hey you two, come quick! Is this a rocket launcher? It's really cool. And over there, a flamethrower. Oh, and there's a bulletproof vest too. Let's put these on the three of us in a bit."
At this moment, the fat man was like a child, unable to put down his beloved toy.
Han Shuo smiled and shook his head, ignoring him, and continued to look around.
On a nearby shelf, he noticed some firearms scattered on the ground, suggesting that after the zombies appeared, the survivors in the military base had come here to retrieve their weapons.
Otherwise, the armory doors wouldn't be half-closed.
So the three of them touched this and that, playing with them for a while before their excitement subsided a bit.
"Alright, put on your body armor and these tactical vests first."
Han Shuo casually grabbed a few sets of clothes and tossed them to the two of them.
Their equipment definitely needed replacing. Bulletproof vests were a must, and the armory also had special tactical vests. These vests were full of pockets, used to carry grenades and other small items, making them very portable.
Soon, the three of them changed into new clothes.
At first glance, they all look much more energetic.
"Fatty, stop playing around, we're getting ready to load it onto the truck. You'll have plenty of time to enjoy it later."
The three of them stayed there for a while, and Han Shuo decided not to waste any more time.
"Alright, let's load it, let's load it!" the fat man said, hugging a wooden box to his chest.
“But there are too many weapons here. Even if we bring a few more truckloads, we won’t be able to fit them all. What should we take?” Li Shurou asked from the side.
Han Shuo thought about it for a moment, and then made a decision.
"Hmm... For firearms, take two or three of each type. We don't need too many. After all, we can't use too many guns. Any extras should be handed over to the underground research institute."
"Don't be afraid to take as much ammunition as possible, and take as many grenades and other throwable weapons as well."
After a pause, Han Shuo went inside, looked around again, and continued speaking.
"We also need some rocket launchers and flamethrowers, which have high destructive power. The rest are some strange and unusual things. We'll take some weapons that we don't recognize and study them properly when we have time later."
For the time being, these were all the thoughts that Han Shuo could think of.
"Okay, I got it. So you mean I can do whatever I want?" The fat man chuckled and ran out with the box in his arms.
Han Shuo ignored him. He didn't need to worry about that, since the fat guy knew more about these things than he did.
Next, the three of them started working.
Li Shurou was in charge of sorting and packing, while Han Shuo and Fatty were in charge of moving the goods.
They kept loading large and small boxes onto the vehicles, working tirelessly for quite some time before they finally filled both armored vehicles completely.
They even filled the empty space in the food trucks with food.
Such an opportunity is rare and hard to come by, and the three of them displayed their bandit-like demeanor to the fullest.
Finally, when the car was completely full, Han Shuo took out several more hand grenades and stuffed them into the pockets of the three men's clothes.
Even so, there are still quite a few weapons left in the armory.
The three men emerged from the armory with joy on their faces.
"Haha, well, today's been a great day. All those days of hard work have finally paid off," Han Shuo laughed heartily, speaking with satisfaction.
"Awesome! Awesome!"
"With these weapons, our fighting power will be even stronger."
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After chatting for a while, Han Shuo turned his head and glanced in the direction of the training ground. The sea of fire was still burning, but the flames had weakened considerably.
"Alright, get in the car quickly, drive to the dormitory building, get a good rest tonight, and we'll head back tomorrow."
Han Shuo had barely finished speaking when suddenly...
"Thump, thump, thump!..."
Several muffled sounds came from afar.
At the same time, the three of them felt the ground beneath their feet tremble.
"Is this an earthquake?"
Han Shuo thought to himself, and then his expression changed.
"No, something is approaching this way!"
A crisis is imminent...
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