The words woke up the dreamer, and Lin Lan reacted instantly.

That’s right! You’re talking nonsense if you don’t have bullets! Do you want to hit the air?

"Alas..." The dejected Lin Lan sighed again.

"Hey~ stop thinking nonsense and come here and help me remove the magazine." At this time, there were more than thirty assault rifle magazines piled at Han Feng's feet.

Hearing Han Feng's greeting, Lin Lan also started to disassemble it.

There was a box full of problematic guns, and I took out the magazines one by one. Soon, the wooden box was about to bottom out.

!!!!!!

Suddenly, the two of them saw something and looked at each other in disbelief!

At the bottom of the box, a bullet from a sniper rifle lay quietly there...

"Hahahaha! Look, look! I said there is no perfect way!" Han Feng picked up the bullet of the sniper rifle first and held it in his hand excitedly, as if it were as precious as a treasure in the world.

"It's just a leftover sniper bullet. I'll see how happy you are." Although Lin Lan said this, his expression cleared away the previous gloom and revealed a rare happiness.

"That's fun too! This is hope! This is hope! Hahahaha!" After laughing for a while, Han Feng began to give orders to the red alert soldiers outside: "One team will stay behind to be on guard, and all other personnel will come up to move things.

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Han Feng remembered that there were not only magazines here, but also four extremely heavy diesel generators...
Chapter completed!