Apocalyptic Reincarnation: Start with a 30-million Bonus

At this moment, Li Yu didn’t let the sight of these weapons cloud his judgement. It was now 5:20 in the afternoon.

Based on the sunset time in October, the sun would set in about fifteen minutes.

So he turned to Li Gang and Li Hang beside him and said, ”Three of you go down and drive our cars up here.”

Night was falling, and it was uncertain if there would be any zombies outside, so getting the cars up first would allow for prompt transportation. Everyone could also sleep in the cars.

”Okay, big brother,” Li Gang climbed up without any hesitation, Li Hang greedily touched the sniper rifle in his hands, then finally put it down.

Then he followed Li Gang up, and Uncle also went up.

Li Yu then checked the other boxes inside and found that there were no empty ones; they were all packed full with weapons and ammo.

Just looking at this space of over a thousand square meters, although not stacked very high, moving everything out at once would still be a great problem.

The five vehicles they brought were simply not enough to move all these items.

What a blissful trouble to have. Too much.

Yutong and others also came down. Only Ding Jiu and Tianlong were left on top to keep watch, both of whom wanted to come down to take a look, but it wouldn’t do to leave the top unattended.

Although they hadn’t encountered anyone on the way up the mountain nor any zombies, they had encountered three zombies at the temple behind the mountain earlier.

Staying vigilant was necessary.

”Yutong, Song Min, the two of you count the quantity of weapons and ammo here,” Li Yu said.

After Yutong and the others came down, they were shocked by the massive arsenal.

It was really too much, and they wondered just how many trips it would take to transport everything.

But still, they were very excited; with enough weapons, their combat power had jumped to a much higher level.

Yutong and others started counting, and in order to avoid mistakes, Yutong and Song Min counted separately.

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A few minutes later, Li Tie who drove up was excitedly rushing down, dizzied by the sight of the green boxes packed with weapons.

”Did you position the cars well?” Li Yu asked.

”Yes, they are positioned in a ’品’ shape, surrounding this entrance,” Li Tie said without turning his head.

”Brother Yu, we’ve finished counting,” Yutong said.

”How many?” Li Yu asked impatiently.

Song Min looked at Yutong, Yutong nodded, both had checked, and although there were minor errors, they were very small.

Song Min said directly, ”64 handguns, with 20 boxes, each containing 20 pieces, totaling 400 handguns.

81-type automatic rifles. There are 20 boxes, each containing 10 pieces, totaling 200.

03-type automatic rifles. There are 20 boxes, each containing 10 pieces, totaling 200.

Type 85 sniper rifles. There are 10 boxes, each containing 10 pieces, totaling 100.

Type 95 squad machine guns. There are 10 boxes, each containing 10 pieces, totaling 100.

Type 69 rockets. There are 10 boxes, each containing 2 pieces, totaling 20.

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There are also 7.62 mm bullets, 1000 rounds per box, with a total of 300 boxes. Totaling 300,000 rounds. These ammo boxes are relatively small.

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In total, there are 1300 firearms of various kinds, and 1 million rounds of ammunition. There are also 4000 hand grenades and other explosives.”

Upon hearing this, Li Yu was ecstatic; it was basically the firepower of a whole battalion.

Though lacking in heavy weapons, they did now possess machine guns and rocket cannons, weapons with extreme lethality.

However, with just the vehicles they had now, there was no way they could transport all this back.

It seemed that multiple trips would be needed for transport, and if they were transporting, they definitely had to leave people here, in case someone stumbled upon this place, which would be very troublesome.

For now, these concerns were put aside.

Everyone picked up some firearms they liked, and basically, each person carried two handguns. Such items always provided a sense of security in the apocalypse.

Li Yu ascended the steps and saw the sky had already darkened.

Three heavy trucks, a riot control vehicle, and a Unimog were positioned in a pinwheel formation, encircling the entrance.

On the elevated terrace of the Unimog, Yang Tianlong stood at the highest point, surveying the surroundings, with a lamp placed above the entrance, illuminating its perimeter.

Everyone else came up as well, feeling an indescribable sense of security surrounded by these vehicles in the night.

”Let’s have some food first.” Yutong took out the food stored in the RV, heated it up, and distributed it to everyone. They all sat around the entrance on the ground, eating their food.

Everyone was very tired, from continuous driving and then the recent searching and digging—all physically demanding tasks.

After eating, the group rested on the spot.

Uncle approached Li Yu and asked, ”Xiao Yu, do you think we should start transporting now?”

Li Yu looked at the surrounding darkness and finally said, ”Let’s do it tomorrow. Night has fallen, and we need to change the formation of the convoy. Even if we start transporting now, with our speed, it will only take two hours to fill these vehicles, so it’s better to wait until tomorrow morning.”

Li Yu paused, took a sip of water from his hand, and then continued:

”At that time, Uncle, you’ll take Tiezi, Gangzi, and the others to transport a portion of the firearms and ammunition back first, and then have Second Uncle send some more people over. You go back in the morning and come back in the afternoon; we can manage roughly one trip per day this way.”

Uncle nodded and said, ”Okay, as you say. If we can successfully transport all these firearms and ammunition back this time, we won’t have to worry about it for a long time.”

Their last raid on two Armed Police armories yielded less than one-twentieth of the supplies they had now.

”Yeah, I hope we can transport these firearms back smoothly and safely,” Li Yu said.

Suddenly, a scream rang out.

Everyone turned their attention to the source of the noise; it was Song Min. Song Min was running toward the side where Dapao was stationed.

At Song Min’s previous spot, there was a giant rat, about three times the size of a normal rat, its beady eyes were rolling around, watching the group.

Under the light, the rat’s eyes reflected a strange gleam, and there was an eerie sense of human intelligence in its gaze.

It’s a sight seldom seen; this was the first time anyone had seen such a huge rat. And indeed, some people were afraid of rats. They were not afraid of zombies, but they feared creatures like rats.

Seeing Song Min frightened, Dapao quickly took his military shovel and smacked the rat with it.

With a thud!

The military shovel, with its sharpened edge, struck the rat precisely. Despite the rat’s attempt to escape, Dapao accurately predicted its path and hit it with one strike.

Immediately, the rat was split in two, but Dapao, still not satisfied, flattened the shovel and smacked it again, turning the rat into a pile of mush.

The group was somewhat speechless; was that really necessary?

”You deal with it now,” Li Yu pointed at the smashed remains on the ground, not wanting blood and gore nearby while sleeping in the vehicle, potentially attracting zombies.

Dapao scratched his head and then went to take care of it.