Fatty and Sakurako, one was fat and weak, while the other was a woman. After drinking the water, they rested for more than ten minutes before they recovered their strength.
Chu Jian opened the system and began to check his attributes and gains.
Host: Chu Jian
[Genre: Gold-Hunting Commandant]
Title: Noob
Strength:16, Agility:19, Stamina:16, Spirit:23
[Equipment: Genuine Gold Touching Talisman, Remington M870 (12), Browning M1935 (26), Wolf Eye Torch, Butane Bottle (4)]
[Normal Skills: Level 3 Mountaineering, Level 2 Shooting, Level 2 Swimming, Level 2 Archeological Exploration, Level 1 Wilderness Survival]
[Special Skill: Level 4 Bajiquan]
[Tomb Robbing Space: oxygen cylinder (3), dry powder fire extinguisher (2), water bag (9), compressed biscuits (50), Butane bottle (6), lighter (2), dry battery (10), Yunnan Baiyao (10), deer bullet (52), bird bullet (64), pistol bullet (61), Northern Song Dynasty porcelain (14), Jin Dynasty pottery (6), metal jewelry (7)]
[Current mission: The red-haired dumpling has appeared. Please kill it yourself.] [Completion Reward: White Tiger Evil Suppression Talisman]
[Friendly reminder: Little chicken, your harvest this time is not bad, but your combat strength is too weak. It's so difficult to kill a red-haired monster. You're simply embarrassing the system!]
Chu Jian couldn't be bothered with the system's evaluation. Instead, he focused on the funerary artifacts.
Including the pair of blue and white porcelain vases and the mask, he had obtained a total of 27 funerary objects. A conservative estimate would be a few hundred thousand.
One had to know that in this era, a courtyard house on the Second Ring Road in Beijing was only twenty to thirty thousand yuan. This trip to the tomb would at least cost twenty courtyard houses, which was equivalent to half an alley!
"Everyone, come over quickly."
Hu Payi also took the opportunity to look around and found a map of the stronghold's facilities. It was densely packed with the names of many military units.
He called everyone over and said happily," Look, this is the granary, the water room, the power room, and the armory. There are also a few green markings. They are all exit locations!”
Fatty could not understand the map and asked him directly,""Can you stop keeping me in suspense? Just lead us there directly. Oh right, let's find the armory first. With a gun in hand, Lord Fatty can be at ease!”
He had long coveted Chu Jian's Remington. Now that he had come to the military fortress, he finally had a chance to satisfy this wish.
"Let's find a power generation room first. This place is pitch black, and it's been empty for decades. There might be some poisonous snakes and beasts living here.”
"That's right."
"I agree."
Chu Jian expressed his opinion and received unanimous support from everyone.
The group found the power room along the way. After a while, they finally started the diesel generator.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz."
The electric current was quickly conducted, and the entire underground fortress was instantly lit up with dim yellow electric lights. Although the lights were not as bright as flashlights, it was no longer the kind of darkness that made people's hearts palpitate.
Chu Jian turned off the Wolf Eyes and took the M1935 from Hu Payi. He reloaded the magazine and put it back into the holster.
Then, they found the water room and looked around. They found that the pump and water pipes were rusted. There was no water at all.
He had no choice but to follow Fatty's wish and follow the map to the armory. He was prepared to exchange for some powerful weapons for self-defense.
In the armory, there were rows of iron shelves with many long wooden boxes on them. Some couldn't fit and were piled on the ground.
Clang!
Chu Jian smashed an iron lock with an engineer shovel, pried it open, and said to Sakurako, who was following him,""Sister, don't use that old hunting rifle.”
"This is a 38-yard tall building!"
Sakurako was no stranger to guns. She picked one up and said happily while fumbling,"I saw my uncle use it when I was young, but the militia are all broken guns. These are new!”
"Heh, good fellow. With this thing, I should be able to break through that old dumpling's hard skin, right?”
Fatty also took a 38-caliber gun and pried open a box of bullets at the side, happily loading them into the magazine.
"Tsk, Old Man Tu."
However, Hu Payi did not care about this and continued to wander around the warehouse. On the shelf in the back row, he saw two slightly shorter boxes. The workmanship was more exquisite, and there was a medicine flag printed on them.
His heart skipped a beat. He reached out and pulled one down. He shouted through the shelf,"Fatty, stop fiddling with that stupid gun. Come and pry this open!”
Hearing this, the few of them went over. Fatty slapped the broken lock with his shovel and then pried it open with the shovel blade.
There were 15 oddly-shaped guns in the box. They had short wooden barrels, curved magazines, and had their own bipods.
At both ends of the box, there were dozens of magazines wrapped in plastic bags. They were shiny black and seemed to be new.
Fatty and the others had never seen this kind of gun before, so they asked Hu Payi. When this guy saw the opportunity to show off, he coughed and began to criticize everyone.
"This is a Type 100 submachine gun, a replica of the German-made MP34. It was only equipped to deal with the Soviets in the later stages of the war. Although it looks a little deformed, its performance is still good enough. It's much better than the 38th big cover in your hands.”
After saying that, he picked up one and unloaded the magazine to check the situation inside.
"F * ck! This was a good thing. With this thing, who would be afraid of a thousand-year-old dumpling?”
Upon hearing that it was a submachine gun, Fatty immediately threw away the Type 38 and grabbed one. Then, he went to look for bullets.
Seeing that they had changed into submachine guns, Chu Jian also took one.
Then, while they were looking for bullets, he pried open another box and stuffed five submachine guns into the tomb raiding space. He also emptied all the magazines inside.
After a while, Fatty found a few boxes of bullets on the shelf not far away and called everyone over. Chu Jian carried more than ten magazines and went over to load them.
After another half an hour of hard work, the four of them each carried a submachine gun and three magazines on their waists. It could be said that they had changed their guns!
Then, Fatty took the lead. Just like how the devils entered the village back then, they rummaged through the warehouses one by one, smashing and prying.
In the end, the heavens did not disappoint the painstaking person. Not only did he find another box of gas masks, but he also pried out two great killing weapons!
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