Picking up the bullet casing that had just fallen from the feet of the American soldier, and holding the bullet casing taken out from under the shelf with his other hand, Han Feng began to compare them.

"It's so dark... I can't see clearly..." Han Feng looked at it for a long time, but couldn't see anything clearly in the dark environment.

Feeling the different temperatures of the two cartridge cases, Han Feng still shook his head.

Now is the cold winter season. Even if there is a temperature difference, within two minutes we will all be on the same starting line.

Helpless, Han Feng had no choice but to turn to Luna and said: "Luna, analyze and test whether the two bullets came from the same type of gun? Also, check the bullet holes on the wall. Was it made by our people?

"

"Okay Team Korea, the test is in progress, please wait..."

Two seconds later, the system test results came out, and Luna responded: "Report to the Korean team that the two shell casings monitored do not belong to the same type of gun. One of the shell casings is an M60 machine gun, and the other shell casing belongs to an assault rifle.

.”

"In addition, the bullet holes in the wall were not made by Red Alert soldiers."

"..."

"Ding ding ding..."

After listening to Luna's test report, Han Feng remained silent and dropped the bullet casing in his hand...

"Assault rifle..." As he muttered these four words, Han Feng suddenly remembered the weapons arsenal...

In every weapons depot I encountered, assault rifles accounted for the highest proportion. Obviously... this city also has an equipment depot.

"Report to Team Han that all the zombies in the supermarket have been cleared." Suddenly, just as Han Feng lowered his head in thought, Luna's report came to his mind.

"Oh?" He raised his head and found that the surroundings were extremely quiet. There were no roars of zombies or the sound of machine guns firing.

"Let the soldiers come in and search to see if there is anything worth collecting, and load it into the car and take it away." After an understatement, Han Feng walked out of the supermarket. No one knew... At this time, in his heart,

What a big storm it caused.

Standing at the entrance of the supermarket, Han Feng held a cigarette in his mouth and scanned the devastated city.

A few seconds later, Han Feng said to Luna: "Luna, turn on radar scanning."

That's right, now Han Feng wants to "take the initiative and strike first"! As long as the radar scans living humans, then he can "follow the clues" to find the opponent's stronghold.

"Report to the Korean team to enable radar scanning within a five-kilometer radius. One hundred gold coins are required. Please confirm."

"Confirm scan."

"Okay, Korean team, the radar is scanning, please wait..." Two seconds later, Luna continued: "Report to the Korean team, the radar scan is completed."

"Have any survivors been found?" Han Feng asked immediately.

"Report to the Korean team that no survivors were found within the range scanned by the radar."

"What about the supply boxes? Have you found any supply boxes?"

"No..."

"Huh..." exhaling a mouthful of "smoke", Han Feng shook his head gently and said to himself: "Wait a little longer..."

More than twenty minutes later, several American soldiers walked out of the supermarket and came to Han Feng to report the situation.

After understanding, all the food in this supermarket has been taken away by the other party. Not even a bottle of drinking water and beverages was left.

The only things left for Han Feng were shampoo, shower gel, toothpaste, toothbrush and other things...

Watching boxes of daily soap being loaded into the car from a distance, Han Feng nodded to indicate that he understood.

"Go home." Seeing all the red police soldiers pedaling

Finally, Han Feng gave the order to return.

Four hours later, Han Feng led the convoy back to the zinc mine.

Today's operation was in vain, as we brought back very little food.

"Put the goods into the warehouse." After parking the car, Han Feng said to Luna in his mind: "Luna, let the engineer repair the warehouse and fill up all the holes."

"Okay, Team Korea."

After the exchange, Han Feng got out of the car and walked towards the color steel room.

I took out my phone and looked at the time. It was early five in the afternoon...it was still early.

Han Feng was sitting on the bed, smoking a cigarette in a daze, and his mind was filled with the scene behind the shelves. Unconsciously, Han Feng's mind began to "simulate" the situation at that time...

The cry for help mixed with the laughter of the men around her, and the blood on the ground marked the end of her life.

"Fuck!..." After a few minutes, Han Feng, who had finished his simulation fantasy, couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"James! James! Come on!" Without hesitation, Han Feng called the spy directly.

"Okay, Team Korea! Right now!"

That's right, Han Feng decided to send out spies to investigate the matter! Of course... the more important thing is to investigate other survivors.

As the ancients said - How can you allow others to snore on the side of the bed?

It’s okay if you didn’t know it at first, but now that you know it, you can’t ignore it.

"Report to Team Han! I'm here! What's the matter?!" Tens of seconds later, a panting James appeared at the door of Han Feng's bedroom.

"Another group of survivors has appeared in the city. We don't know yet whether it will pose a threat to us..." After a pause, Han Feng looked into James's eyes and continued: "I need you to find them and get inside.

Get information."

"No problem, Team Korea! Where are their locations?" Upon hearing that he had a mission, James agreed and asked for their specific location.

"have no idea."

"ah?"

"Don't be surprised. I just found some traces of the survivors and have not had any contact with them." At this point, Han Feng found that James's expression was somewhat intriguing...

"How...is it very difficult?"

"Ah no~ It doesn't matter~ I'll look for it myself then~" Hahaha, James made an exaggerated expression to show that he was qualified for this task.

"That's good. Now go and prepare. When you go to the city with us tomorrow, you will need to act alone..."

“No problem, Team Korea~”

Seeing the relaxed spy, Han Feng hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Luna will explain today's situation to you later, okay~ you go down and prepare."

"Okay Captain Han, I'll leave first." After saying that, James closed the door of Han Feng's room before leaving.

"Luna, just play the scene to James so that he can prepare."

"Okay, Team Korea."

After giving instructions, Han Feng took out a cigarette and lit it again... Until now, Han Feng still can't figure out how this perpetrator committed violence in a closed environment full of zombies.

Time flew by and an hour passed.

"Brother Han~ Let's go out to eat~"

"Okay~right away!" In response to Wei Peng outside the door, Han Feng got up from the bed, raised his legs and walked towards the restaurant.

After dinner, Han Feng went out for a walk as usual.

As soon as he came out of the colored steel room, Han Feng saw that the new weapons depot had been built. There was also a surrounding area.

There is a fence for protection, and there are several red alert soldiers on guard around the fence.

"Korean team!" Walking to the door of the equipment warehouse, two mobilization soldiers in charge of security saluted and said hello.

"Thank you for your hard work." Han Feng patted the two of them on the shoulders and stepped inside.

Opening the door, Han Feng saw several light bulbs hanging on the roof. Seeing this, Han Feng sighed inwardly at the engineer's carefulness... and added questions that he had not thought of.

Scanning the boxes of weapons in the arsenal, Han Feng asked Luna, "Luna, are all the weapons and ammunition here?"

"Yes, Korean team. All the weapons and ammunition produced by the barracks last night are here. The weapons we collected before are also placed here."

"Hmm..." While responding to Luna, Han Feng walked towards a row of neatly arranged M60 light machine guns on the ground... These were weapons left behind by American soldiers when they were killed in battle.

"Luna, let the barracks make 50,000 rounds of bullets for the M60 machine gun." Touching the machine gun, Han Feng suddenly realized that the matching ammunition for it had not yet been made.

In terms of fire suppression, apart from the Terminator Ghost's Gatling, the only thing left is this light machine gun.

"Report to the Korean team that M60 matching ammunition is a mid-level ammunition, and the manufacturing price is ten gold coins and one hundred rounds. The barracks produces 50,000 rounds of matching ammunition, which requires five thousand gold coins. Please confirm the manufacturing."

"Confirm, let's make it. Once it's done, bring it all over and store it in the weapons depot."

"Okay Team Korea, the barracks is under construction, please wait..." After Luna finished speaking, she started to work on this matter...

Tens of minutes later, Han Feng, who was tired from shopping, walked out of the weapons warehouse and saw that it was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

On the way back, Han Feng suddenly remembered that he still had a physical radar under construction, and asked casually: "Luna, how is the construction of the radar going?"

"Reporting to the Korean team, the physical building - radar, is currently under construction. There is still more than one day of construction time left. What's wrong? Korean team."

"Oh...ok~it's okay, I'll just ask~"

After finishing the exchange with Luna, Han Feng also walked into the color steel room. Thinking that there were "important things" to deal with tomorrow, Han Feng decided to take a rest early today.
To be continued...