The end of the world: the beginning of the red police ten consecutive draws

He looked down and found that the fat female zombie was wearing a gold necklace and a gold bracelet.

This should be a rare metal.

Lu Xuan took off the other party's gold bracelet and gold necklace.

"Ding! Congratulations, Commander, for getting 100 grams of gold."

"Transformation system gold coins: 100"

"Thirty grams of gold bracelets and seventy grams of gold necklaces."

Hearing the system prompt, Lu Xuan was pleasantly surprised.

One gram of gold can be converted into one gram of system points?

This is a little cool.

"Apart from gold, are other rare metals acceptable?"

Lu Xuan asked.

"of course."

"Gold, silver and copper, all kinds of rare metals, gems, jade, even precious wood, antique calligraphy and paintings can all be converted into system gold coins."

The little secretary gave an explanation.

Lu Xuan said: "The system has enough points, let's create a recruit."

The gunshot just now should have alarmed many zombies.

It is necessary to create mobilized soldiers to help Lu Xuan fight.

"Ding! Congratulations, Commander, for spending 100 gold to train a conscript."

"Conscript training...please wait."

"System points balance: 20."

"Commander, please select the race and nationality of the conscripted soldiers."

Is this still worth thinking about?

Lu Xuan is from Qin and Han, so naturally he has to choose Qin and Han!

"Congratulations Commander, the mobilization training is complete."

A neatly dressed conscript appeared in front of Lu Xuan.

In his 20s, with a resolute face, he was dressed in off-road camouflage.

There is an epaulet on the shoulder with an inverted obtuse pattern.

Tactical boots with daggers and spikes.

Needless to say, the armed belt is full of yellow bullets.

The most important thing is that you have a submachine gun in your hand!

It is the 47 submachine gun transformed from AK56.

It's a powerful automatic rifle.

After system improvements, this automatic rifle has a long range, weak recoil, high accuracy, and requires no maintenance.

"Private Li Hu, I have met the officer!"

Snapped!
The mobilized soldiers stood upright and saluted Lu Xuan.

"Very good. Convoy."

Lu Xuan returned the gift.

It was the first time he had this kind of treatment in such a big age.

I can't help feeling a little excited.

"Mobile soldier Wang Hu, introduce your weapons."

"Yes, sir."

My gun uses 7.62x39mm bullets, the clip capacity is 30 rounds, the range is within 1200 meters, and the effective killing is 1000 meters. "

"The magazine is refreshed every 24 hours, and the gun itself will not experience mechanical failure! No maintenance."

"The daily maximum bullet use limit is 300 rounds!"

Lu Xuan nodded.

It has indeed been strengthened by the system.

"What if your gun is robbed, or stolen, and used by someone else?"

"Every Red Police soldier's weapon has an exclusive tactical stamp."

"Others use it. This is an ordinary firearm. It needs to be loaded and will wear out."

"How about your marksmanship?"

This is what Lu Xuan is most concerned about.

"Report sir, the star level determines the accuracy of my marksmanship."

"Every conscript has the lowest star rating, and his marksmanship is average. However, as long as he reaches three stars, he can be comparable to the national shooting team."

Wang Hu should have no stars.

That is to say, it is average.

However, he has a submachine gun and can shoot at close range without being too precise.

When Lu Xuan has money, he will set up a training center for conscripts, and after training, he will be a three-star conscript.

"Report sir, since I am the No.1 conscript, the system gives me a free star upgrade, and now I am actually a three-star conscript."

As he said that, Wang Hu raised his submachine gun and shot the headshot of the zombie who wanted to sneak up.

Right between the eyebrows, very precise.

"it is good!"

Lu Xuan clapped his hands.

One conscript is so powerful, how about a group?

Wouldn't it be more terrifying?
"Mobile soldiers, can you guarantee the front sight on the high-speed motorcycle?"

Lu Xuan got on the motorcycle.

"There will be some impact, but not much."

Mobilization report.

"Okay, then get in the car and let's rush to kill."

Lu Xuan twisted the accelerator.

Heavy locomotives roared.

Wang Hu sat behind him, holding the gun in both hands, and using the huge strength of his legs alone to keep his body balanced.

"Put on the helmet."

Lu Xuan threw the helmet to him and put it on himself.

"Mobilize soldiers, hunting zombies is second, and the most important thing is to ensure your own safety, that is, my safety."

Lu Xuan instructed.

"Report to the commander, protecting the commander is the mission and honor of every Red Police soldier."

The mobilized soldiers stood upright.

"well said."

Lu Xuan laughed loudly and said, "Sit still, let's go."