Liu Biao, his underlings, and six prostitutes, a total of nineteen people.
However, in front of tens of thousands of zombies, these people were all shocked.
It was really too small.
It was as if a stone had been thrown into a wave and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Zhang Cheng came out of the Tea Arts Center and started to pick up the guns and bullets from the bodies of the thugs.
Including the daggers on the thugs.
There were 14 guns, 14 walkie-talkies, and 5 daggers.
Liu Biao had two Type 92 pistols on him.
Almost all of his underlings were carrying revolvers.
There weren't many bullets. None of the fourteen guns were full.
Zhang Cheng went back to the Tea House and counted the bullets.
There were only 93 bullets.
Although there weren't many bullets, in the apocalypse, a batch of supplies was more than enough to survive.
Although he had gotten the gun, Zhang Cheng was not in a hurry to return to Xincheng Bay Community.
Even though he had been out for four days.
However, in the apocalypse, if one wanted to survive, they had to obtain as many resources as possible.
There must be other rooms in the police station.
For example, the equipment of the police.
The weather was hot now.
Liu Biao and the others were in the police station, and there were no threats from the outside world. A lot of supplies must not have been used.
Zhang Cheng had his own ideas. Since he was here, he would take this batch of supplies with him.
Anyway, he would never leave these equipment for other survivors.
Even if he didn't need it, he would throw it into the river or bury it in the ground. He definitely wouldn't leave it for others.
When Zhang Cheng returned to the police station, the zombies in the police station had already finished their dinner.
Hearing the firecrackers, most of the zombies went to join in the fun.
Therefore, Zhang Cheng could easily search the police station.
In the surveillance room on the second floor of the police station, Zhang Cheng found two more rifles.
Although Zhang Cheng did not know much about firearms, he still recognized the rifle in front of him.
Type 95 rifle.
Unfortunately, both rifles were out of bullets.
Zhang Cheng thought for a moment and put away the two guns.
What if he could find the bullet in the future?
Then, Zhang Cheng found bulletproof vests, batons, handcuffs, tear gas jets, flashlights, police water bottles, first aid kits, multi-purpose belts, cut resistant gloves, walkie-talkies, stab resistant suits, and police equipment bags.
There were so many pieces of equipment that it was impossible to bring them back in one go.
Zhang Cheng decided to take them away in batches.
Before leaving the police station, Zhang Cheng first updated his equipment.
He first added a bulletproof vest.
It was quite light.
It was not as heavy as Zhang Cheng had imagined.
He wore a multi-functional belt around his waist.
Above them were police props, handcuffs, tear gas sprayers, flashlights, and pistols.
Now, Zhang Cheng was equipped with two pistols.
A Glock and a Type 92. The bullets were all on him and in the police equipment bag on his back.
In the changing room, he found a mirror and looked at himself.
Although the Type 95 rifle was out of bullets, it was still very powerful in his hand.
He swung his baton.
He started testing the walkie-talkie again.
It was Zhang Cheng's first time using a walkie-talkie.
Although it was the first time he used it, he had never eaten pork before.
She had watched so many gangster movies.
Zhang Cheng began to fiddle with it. There were still many walkie-talkies anyway, so he was not afraid of breaking them.
The walkie-talkie mainly needed three switches or buttons.
Zhang Cheng adjusted them one by one.
Turning the switch clockwise, the indicator light began to flash green.
At this moment, he began to change the channel clockwise.
Sizzle…
At this moment, the walkie-talkie began to emit a serious static noise.
"Is anyone there? Please save me."
A woman's voice came from the walkie-talkie.
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