The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

"I'm good..."

Zhao Dezhu, who got into the car after Zhang Su, had wide eyes. The old diaosi mentality made him even afraid to touch the maple furniture for fear of damage and someone asking him to compensate.

"TV, refrigerator, I'm going to cry, Brother Su, this is life!"

Lu Yubo walked to the refrigerator and opened the door tremblingly. There were dozens of bottles of imported beer neatly stacked inside. He couldn't read the words on them, but he could tell from the exquisite bottles that they were not cheap goods. Drinking Coke!

It seems that this car is not here for decoration, maybe the owner of the car dealership has used it before.

"Wow, Xiaoshan, there is a bathroom here, and a bathroom...shower head!"

The two women seemed to have discovered a treasure, hugging each other and laughing and dancing.

"Ahem! You should know what you are looking for now, right?"

Zhang Su was not immersed in the luxurious decoration and various facilities. He groped around, looking for the so-called gun arsenal.

As soon as Zhang Su said this, the others came to their senses and quickly calmed down and started looking around.

The little Corgi also ran into the car at some point. It looked at Zhang Su who was tumbling around, tilted his head and thought for a while, and then started looking around.

"Brother Su, there doesn't seem to be anything here..."

Zhao Dezhu walked to the back of the car and found a bedroom with a standard double bed. The sheets were as white as new. He lifted up the mattress and found nothing.

"The internal space is wrong, Brother Su!"

The group of people walked to the bedroom. Zheng Xinyu tilted her head and glanced at the cab and said: "This car looks very long from the outside, but there is still some space in the back!"

She pointed to the wall behind the bed in her bedroom.

"Sister Xinyu is right, I also feel it's short inside!" Zhao Dezhu nodded in agreement.

The car is twelve meters long, which is more than one meter longer than two Mercedes-Benz Ss connected end to end. It can no longer be described as spacious. As the interior space of the car, it can be considered magnificent.

Zhang Su also felt the problem Zheng Xinyu mentioned, but he didn't have an instruction manual, and he didn't have a beautiful car model to introduce it to him, so he could only explore it by himself.

"Look where there is a button. If it doesn't work, try it!"

While Zhang Su was talking, he walked to the driver's seat and started the vehicle. He took a look at the fuel tank gauge and found that there were four-fifths of a tank of fuel and a cruising range of up to 700 kilometers, which is quite amazing!

Everyone was busy, and after pressing around, they discovered something unusual. Many of the furniture on the outside could actually be stored under the car, and even the huge double bed could be sunk under the car.

Furniture can not only be stored under the car, but there is also an area of ​​about three or four meters in the car that can be extended outward to further expand the area inside the car. According to the instructions next to the button, the extension space can only be used when the vehicle is stopped.

After a quick operation, a sunshade curtain stretched out from the roof of the car, creating a simple camping space outside, which made everyone marvel.

But even so, I still haven't discovered how to enter the mysterious area behind the bedroom...

"Damn, what a fool!"

Zhang Su scratched his head and walked to the cab. He suddenly found a button to open the trunk. He suddenly realized that he had forgotten such a simple and straightforward structure.

"found it!"

As he spoke, he pressed the button to open the trunk without hesitation, and heard a subtle sound of motor running from behind.

When everyone got out of the car and took a look at the rear of the RV, they suddenly felt that they were real country people. A Porsche sports car was parked firmly in the trunk of the RV!

"A car shocks me ten times!"

Lu Yubo was stunned.

Zheng Xinyu raised her hand and touched the rear fender of the sports car: "The RV is actually pregnant with a sports car, Wuhu, love across races!"

Zhang Suzheng lamented that the rich people's lives were rich and colorful, and was stunned by Zheng Xinyu's magical imagination.

Glancing at the expressionless Zheng Xinyu, Zhang Su stepped onto the garage and looked around, then groped for a while, but still found no firearms. Just when he was confused, he lowered his head and his eyes lit up!

"There's something fishy down here!"

Zhang Su stamped his feet.

Judging from the height of the garage, it is one meter off the ground, and the space of several dozen centimeters below is very questionable.

"Woowang!"

While everyone was looking around, Corgi lightly scratched a spot on the carpet and barked at Zhang Su.

When everyone lifted the carpet and took a look, a hidden button was hidden underneath.

"Damn, Brother Su, this dog is so amazing, how does he know everything?"

Lu Yubo and others looked at Corgi who was lying aside with disbelief.

"It has done several meritorious deeds today. Don't bully it. Remember to share some of the delicious food!"

As he spoke, Zhang Su opened the cover and pressed the button. The sports car visibly trembled, and the entire floor began to slowly rise!

Soon, the floor rose to the top, about fifty centimeters high. The lifting arm was a double-sided shelf with many hooks for supporting firearms.

"This……"

The expected gun arsenal is right in front of you, but most of the hooks are empty, leaving only three pistols hanging alone in the corner, like abandoned orphans.

"Oh!"

Zhang Su helplessly made a gesture of spreading his hands, and reluctantly took down the three pistols, looked at them carefully, and said: "You know the USP of Heckler & Koch and the USP of Counter-Strike, right? This is it!"

"I'll go, that's awesome, big brother!"

Zhao Dezhu was the only one among the few who reacted, because the others had never played Counter-Strike at all.

"How cool is that? The effective shooting range is only seventy or eighty meters. It's not as good as this crossbow gun..."

Zhang Su patted the crossbow hanging on his shoulder and gestured to the side: "Look at the structure of this rack. It must have had automatic rifles and micro-chargers before. What a pity."

"Be content, big brother, this is a pistol. Let me tell you, for someone like me who doesn't understand, the fear of seeing a pistol is definitely greater than that of a crossbow. A crossbow is just a toy in my eyes. Hehe, let's I’ll touch it.”

Zhao Dezhu smiled happily and coveted the gun in Zhang Su's hand.

Zhang Su also thought about it. The main reason why he felt that three pistols were not enough was because of the large number of people in the team. If he had brought Zheng Xinyu and Zhong Xiaoshan with him, it would have been one for each person, which was quite powerful.

"The gun is well maintained."

Zhang Su took out the magazine with unfamiliar movements, found that there was no bullet in it, and handed the gun to Zhao Dezhu.

"Brother Su, how are these guns distributed?" Lu Yubo asked the most critical question.

"Let's first see how many bullets are left. We can make crossbow arrows ourselves, but we can't make bullets!"

After saying that, Zhang Su squatted down and opened a box at the bottom. There were boxes of .40 Smith & Wesson neatly stacked inside. A rough calculation contained at least rounds.

"The bullets are okay. They have the smallest recoil among the USP bullets. They are also powerful, huh? Look, there are still some 5.56x45mm bullets that have not been taken away. There must have been fully automatic rifles before!"

Zhang Su stood up slightly depressed and said: "Originally, my idea was to distribute the pistols according to the number of people when the quantity was sufficient. In the end, there were only three pistols, so they must be distributed according to needs. What is confirmed for the time being is that the sentry personnel must take turns to be equipped with guns. Let's talk about the rest! "

Everyone had no objection to this proposal.

"Three guns, two crossbows, brother, there are not many survivors who are better than us!"

Zhao Dezhu reluctantly returned the pistol to Zhang Su, with a proud smile on his face.

Pistols cannot be compared with microflush and automatic rifles, and are ineffective against zombies, but in a country with extremely strict gun control, they are already very deterrent.

When the vast majority of survivors couldn't even bring out a decent weapon, being pointed at by pistols and crossbows basically had no chance of winning!

"We can't take it lightly even if we have guns. A lion fights a rabbit with all his strength. Don't know your last name as soon as you hold a gun in your hand. There are many cases of boats capsizing in the gutter!"

Zhang Su was not too excited because there was a gap between reality and expectations.