I will be tired and sleepy now. If there is no beer to help me warm up, I really want to find a chair and sleep all day long.

In the empty mansion, I could no longer hear any sound except my own footsteps. There were corpses almost everywhere, including civilians killed by accidental bullets and the bodies of militiamen whose bodies had been cut into pieces.

If you look carefully, there are several politicians wearing blood-stained suits. This place really opened my eyes. The small island in the center of the city is actually filled with such an underground theater. If joker hadn't intentionally guided me, I would have found it.

Not so many things.

Well explained, I got a lot of good things from this place. Since the gun ban regulations outside the closed city are still there, I can't risk touching the standard weapons that don't belong to me. But other than that, I can get them, including

Tactical vests and various military supplies, as long as they are not included in the regulations, no one will bother me if I use them.

After wandering around the lobby on the first floor, I found a box of beer, half a box of self-heating rice and half a box of canned fish. This was just food, there were piles of human flesh underneath for anyone to eat. I

Naturally, I am indispensable for taking advantage of my situation. Anyway, no one cares about me in this area. I just need to move everything I need before the militia reinforcements arrive at dawn.

So I pulled two backpacks, one to hold food, and the other to hold the nylon military supplies here and some weapons and ammunition. In addition, I also replaced the old vest I was wearing.

This XPC was badly worn, some of the webbing was even broken, and even the front panel had several cuts. I sighed and tore off the Velcro and threw it on the floor.

Then I immersed myself in the warehouse with a bunch of chest straps to look for a new vest.

After rummaging around, this pile of inventory is basically filled with military carrying gear and chest straps in the regulatory equipment. However, these cannot be inserted into the bulletproof plate, and a soft bulletproof vest must be worn inside. This

Who would have the time to do this these days? If not tired from the long journey, these things can still be used on the spot.

Soft body armor? Don't be ridiculous, this kind of protection against some standard pistol bullets is about the same. If you use military-standard rifle bullets, let alone break through, there will be no problem if it penetrates a person.

I threw all these chest straps aside. Finally, after rummaging for nearly two minutes, I found a dusty 6094 tactical vest in the corner of the cabinet. But, I thought to myself, finally

I found a decent one. Even if it's not the original vest, I wouldn't be picky about wearing this kind of replica.

After I installed the new bulletproof plate, I stuffed a bunch of sub-bags onto my vest regardless of the miscellaneous items. Although these sub-bags are verbose, after all, the capacity of the backpack is limited, and I cannot distribute the weight of everything into the backpack.

. So I need a girdle and a vest sub-bag to share the extra weight, such as ammunition and sundries.

Fight on the left, live on the right. This is what veterans often said when there were no tactical vests. For the portable equipment in Southern China, the left hand side has always been placed with secondary bags such as magazine bags or mine bags, and the right side is miscellaneous.

Bags or medical kits.

Now, in order to clearly distinguish the items in the accessory bag, I have to find time to sort things out. But I don’t have that time. After I hung up the accessory bag, I was dressed like a fat man. Then I

Put the removable ammunition on the left, and the removable food and water resources on the right. They are attached to the vest like stacking Lego blocks, making me stagger when I walk.

In addition, I also found a room at the end of the corridor on the first floor that I didn't have time to close the door. I looked inside across the threshold and realized that this was an arsenal. Although there are many good things in the arsenal, as mentioned before, it belongs to the south.

I can’t take away military-standard weapons belonging to the continent’s military. Although there is no rule of law in this city now, the area regulations outside the blockade are still in effect. I can’t be like other thieves who can steal things and still live in fear.

To live this life, unless I can cross the ocean to the far northern continent.

In that case, I would have to steal a boat. And it would be a big boat.

Even so, curiosity still drove me to the arsenal. I looked around, hoping to find some 9mm bullets and .22 bullets. But there were only military-spec 7.62 bullets and 5.56 bullets, and the only ones I could take away were police-use bullets.

It's just a 7.62mm submachine gun bullet, which is enough.

I noticed that there were some thermite bombs on the table. These are used in construction projects and breaking down metal doors, so I picked them up.

It’s almost 5 o’clock in the morning, and it’s time to leave. Carrying two large backpacks filled with food and supplies, I walked slowly through the mansion with my back bent, like an old man without a cane.

.To be honest, this is the first time I have carried something heavy like this. I can rely on these foods for a week.

Near Beicheng District, the weather will get worse and worse. It is winter again, which is not the season when flowers are in full bloom and everything is green, so the roads are full of withered trees and piles of garbage, and in the distance there are only old buildings in disrepair.

The old house is simply a ruin that has been abandoned for several years. But this was not even a month after the incident. I can't help but sigh, not everyone can see such a scene.

It’s already starting to cool down…

In the cold and windy winter, I walked on the roadside despite the strong wind and the random garbage on the roadside, bypassing the mad dogs and dried up corpses that froze to death last night. In the dry weather, the corpses completely rotted

If they don't get up, they just close their eyes, looking forward to the next good season to decompose their bodies back to the earth. But now it's hard to see a green grass unless I return to Nancheng District, a place where spring is like all year round.

I walked to the end and looked up at the tall buildings in Beicheng District in the distance. Snowflakes had begun to fly over there, and the strong wind was howling and carried these snowflakes to the other side of the river embankment. The color of the sky had also changed from the past.

The blue turned to dark gray, and I could no longer see the morning sun shining through the clouds on the road, nor could I see the clouds and flying birds floating across the sky. Now there were only garbage and objects floating in the sky.

Snowflakes that appear and disappear.

Seeing this, I ran to the river embankment pedestrian path like a child, stood on the edge of the river embankment on the central island, stretched out my hand, and let the snowflakes floating from Beicheng District stick to my gloves, but it didn't take a day.

It melted into my hand in seconds.

Snow! I thought to myself, you guys came at the wrong time...

Gradually, the night began to become hazy. I took a deep breath, rubbed my cold hands, and continued carrying my backpack to the house where Lao Lan fell asleep. It was not until six o'clock in the morning that I was out of breath.

Climbing into the house and looking around, there was still no trace of anyone coming here. Lao Lan was still lying on the tattered soft sofa with a comfortable look on his face. The communication phone he originally held in his hand also fell to the ground.

On the floor, there is a reminder of my call from a few hours ago.

You are such a lazy bastard. I couldn't help but be annoyed for a while, and then I threw the two big backpacks on Lao Lan without ceremony.

"ah!"

I watched him wake up from his sleep. His expression was full of confusion after being woken up and a little anger hidden under the bags under his eyes. I crossed my hands and stamped my feet to let him notice my return.

"Fuck, Lao Han, what are you doing!"

"Come back and see if you, an old man, have frozen to death." I replied angrily.

"God! Why is it so cold?" He trembled and patted his clothes, grabbed the quilt that fell on the ground and covered himself. "What are these?" he asked.

I saw that he had not yet calmed down from his anger, so I smiled and explained: "Eat. It won't hurt to have some hot food in the morning."
Chapter completed!