Reborn to stock up, she brought the military system through the end of the world

"Also! When we take action later, if you want to survive, you must follow my instructions! Do you hear me?"

Mo Chujiu glanced at all the psychics and shouted!

"heard it!"

"Yes!"

"understood!"

Everyone answered, but they didn't seem confident.

Although they mustered up the courage to follow, they were really scared.

You know, ordinary people don’t even have the chance to kill a chicken or a duck! How can they kill zombies?

Killing zombies is just like killing people, which is hard for them to accept...

Mo Chujiu didn't care about their current cowardice. Once they killed a zombie, they would naturally become braver!

"Very good! Now we will act in batches. Our base has level one psychics and level two psychics who have never participated in a mission, a total of more than 1,300 people. Divide into four teams and stand in line!"

Upon hearing this, those people with special abilities automatically lined up and soon divided into four teams.

There are more than 300 people in each team.

Among them were men, women, young and old. Of course, Mo Chujiu, who was over 60 years old and in poor health, was not brought out. He was assigned to the camp of ordinary people and worked in the base.

The young man must be over sixteen years old. If he is too young, Mo Chujiu thinks he should be raised first.

After these people lined up, Mo Chujiu took out a large pile of samurai swords from the space. After counting, there were only more than 200 swords. He then exchanged them for more than 1,000 ordinary Tang swords from the space.

The reason why it is called an ordinary Tang sword is that it does not have any amplification effect.

But everything produced by the system is very unusual. In addition to the exquisite workmanship of the scabbard and handle of this Tang Dao, the blade is also very sharp. It is absolutely clang-clang when chopping zombies, one by one!

When these Tang swords are piled together, it feels like treating treasures as garbage!

All the psychics in the Blood Base's eyes lit up when they saw these Tang swords!

What? Are they going to be used as weapons?

No way?

No way?

"Each of you take a knife!"

After Mo Chujiu finished speaking, those low-level psychics who were originally in low spirits all perked up.

They rushed to the pile of Tang swords, scrambling for the swords that looked very valuable.

After failing to grab the Tang sword, he reluctantly walked towards the pile of samurai swords!

When Mo Chujiu saw this, he had an idea.

A pile of Tang swords exactly the same as the previous ones appeared on the ground again.

"If you don't want to use samurai swords, just use Tang swords! These Tang swords are given to you! Keep them after completing the task!"

"And you, come and get it too!"

Mo Chujiu looked at the old members who had been looking at this group of rookies with envy on the side and said!

The weapons in their hands were all kinds of things. Some of them had followed Mo Chujiu to complete missions, and the weapons in their hands were pretty good! It was the samurai sword given by Mo Chujiu.

But most of them are kitchen knives, axes, baseball bats, etc. that I brought from home for self-defense...

Mo Chujiu felt that as a member of her future Bloody Legion, the weapons in their hands should not be so shabby, so she decided to replace all their weapons with Tang swords.

Just consider it as increasing the strength of your own legion!

"Really? Thank you! Thank you!"

"Thank you, base commander! It's too hard to kill zombies with the broken stick in my hand. I've been wanting to change it to a long knife for a long time, but unfortunately I don't know where to get one! This knife is much better..."

"Yes, I like this knife too! The workmanship and the blade, if it was made before the end of the world, it would definitely be very valuable!

Base Commander, you can actually take out so much at once, you are really rich!"

The old members took their newly acquired Tang swords, touched them left and right, and couldn’t let them go!

He even threw away the broken weapon in his hand...

Even the first-level psychics and the second-level novice psychics who relied on the crystal core given by Mo Chujiu to reach the second level, but had no combat experience, seemed to be braver, and they had a vague attitude of "the world is mine with a long sword in hand"!

"Captain, I feel full of strength when I hold this knife. I suddenly feel that I am not so afraid of zombies anymore!"

"Me too, I feel like I can chop off a row of zombies' heads in one go!"

“Hahaha… stop bragging, okay? When we get to the battlefield, don’t be scared and run away!”

“Tsk! Who are you looking down on? Aren’t you just here a few days longer than us? Weren’t you afraid of the zombies at first? Why are you looking down on us now?

Just wait, I will chop a hundred zombies off and blind your titanium alloy dog ​​eyes!"

"Hahahaha... I was just kidding, don't be angry! Brother, I'm telling you! You'll be scared at first, but you'll get used to it after killing them a few times! Besides, you'll get used to it, and if you don't kill zombies every day, your skin will itch.

After all, zombies! They represent strength! They represent points! They also represent that our families can live a stable and happy life in the base before the end of the world!

I tell you, brother, you will be glad you made the decision to stay in Scarlet Base in the future!"

"I was just kidding! Haha...you've got to protect me later!

I was really just bragging... but I was actually a little scared in my heart!"

"..."

Seeing these people having a great time chatting, Mo Chujiu curled up the corners of his lips.

"Okay, in a moment, Su Su will be in charge of Team One!"

"Team Two, follow Long Qian!"

"Team three, follow Mi Xiaoqi!"

"Team Four, follow Shen Qingyang!"

"The psychics with combat experience are also divided into four teams and join the teams of the senior brothers. All the fourth-level psychics will stay here to guard the ship."

Mo Chujiu gave the order in one breath.

After hearing this, everyone nodded and dispersed to find their own seats.

Soon everyone got into the state and prepared for the upcoming battle with the zombies.

"Action!" Mo Chujiu waved his hand, and everyone boarded the yacht one by one.

Just as Mo Chujiu was about to put away the samurai sword on the ground, Song Shangfeng came over with a kind smile on his face:

"Xiao Mo! Do all the psychics in your Bloody Base look down on these samurai swords?"

"Well! What? You want it? If you want it, take it! It's useless to me anyway!"

Mo Chujiu looked at the psychics in the northern bunker. Many of them were holding kitchen knives, hoes and the like.

There are plenty of guns and ammunition in the northern bunker, but it's useless because ordinary bullets can't hurt zombies.

The ancient weapon, the broadsword, no longer existed in the military camp. So the weapons of the superpowers there were also random...

"Hey! Hey! OK!"

Upon hearing this, Song Shangfeng shouted to the team in the northern bunker, "Level 2 Psychics, if you don't have the right weapons, come and get them first! There aren't many samurai swords, so whoever grabs the first one gets it!"