Chapter 37: Updating Equipment!

Liu Biao, his followers, and the six prostitutes - a total of nineteen people. Yet, in front of tens of thousands of zombies, they were truly too insignificant. Like throwing a stone into surging waves, they vanished in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Cheng came out of the Teahouse and began to pick up the guns and bullets left behind by the thugs on their bodies. This included the daggers on these thugs...

In total, there were 14 guns, 14 walkie-talkies, and 5 daggers. Liu Biao himself had two 92-type pistols. While his followers mostly had revolvers. The bullets were also scarce, none of the fourteen guns were fully loaded.

Zhang Cheng returned to the Teahouse and conducted a final count of the bullets. There were only 93 bullets.

Although the bullets weren't much, in the apocalypse, obtaining a batch of supplies was adding more variables to survive.

Although he now had guns, Zhang Cheng did not rush back to Xin Cheng Wan community. Despite having been out for four days now.

But in the apocalypse, if you want to survive, you need to gather as many supplies as possible.

There must be other rooms in the police station. For instance, individual police gear. The weather was now hot. Liu Biao and his gang were inside the police station, all unthreatened from the outside. A lot of supplies must not have been used up.

Zhang Cheng had his own ideas, since he came, he might as well take this batch of supplies. Anyway, he definitely would not leave these equipment for other survivors. Even if they aren't needed, he would throw them into the river, bury them in the ground, but absolutely not leave them for others.

When Zhang Cheng returned to the police station, the zombies in the station had finished their feast. Just now hearing the sound of the firecrackers, the great majority of the zombies had gone to join the excitement.

Therefore, Zhang Cheng could easily search through 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 did recognize the rifles in front of him. These were 95-type rifles.

It was a pity that both rifles had no bullets. After thinking about it, Zhang Cheng still decided to take the two guns. Maybe he could find bullets for them in the future.

Afterward, Zhang Cheng also successively found bulletproof vests, police batons, handcuffs, tear gas sprayers, high-light flashlights, police water bottles, first-aid kits, multi-function belts, anti-cut gloves, walkie-talkies, stab-resistant clothes, and police equipment bags.

With so many pieces of equipment, it was definitely impossible to take them all back at once. Zhang Cheng decided to take it in batches. Before leaving the police station, Zhang Cheng decided to update his equipment first.

First, he added a bulletproof vest. Quite lightweight. Not as heavy as Zhang Cheng had imagined. He belted the multifunction strap around his waist. Plus, he hung the standard police tools, handcuffs, tear gas sprayer, high-light flashlight, and pistol on it.

Now, Zhang Cheng also had two pistols on him. One Glock, one 92-style, bullets were all on his body, and in the police equipment bag on his back.

He found a mirror in the dressing room and took a look. Although the 95-style rifle had no bullets, holding it in his hand still felt quite mighty. He swung the police baton about. Then began testing the walkie-talkie.

This was Zhang Cheng's first time using a walkie-talkie. Although it was his first time, he still had seen pigs run even if he hadn't eaten pork, right? He had watched so many police and gangster films.

Zhang Cheng then started messing around with it. There are plenty of walkie-talkies, so he didn't worry about breaking one.

The walkie-talkie mainly needed three switches or knobs. Zhang Cheng tried all of them one by one. He rotated the main switch clockwise, the indicator light began to flash green. Now, he began turning the channel clockwise.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

At this moment, there was severe static from the walkie-talkie.

"Is anyone there? Save me."

The voice of a woman came from the walkie-talkie.