Infinite Ebullience-Chapter 22 - 16 Twin Blades Part 2

22: Chapter 16 Twin Blades (Part 2)

22: Chapter 16 Twin Blades (Part 2)

“It’s well-maintained.

Its owner must have taken good care of it, but it lacks ammunition.” Lin Weiguo was more than satisfied with the M9.

Almost every man harbors an interest in collecting firearms.

Which boy hasn’t played with toy guns when he was young?

This is the best proof.

He couldn’t in China, but can now, which fulfills a long-held wish.

So, he immediately opened the plastic bullet box and started loading bullets into the clip, “But it’s a pity there’s only one clip.

I can’t possibly shout for a ceasefire during combat and let the zombies wait for me to reload.”

“You’re in luck, count your blessings.” Tang Zheng opened the next cabinet with a hint of envy, only to come up empty-handed.

Li Xinlan, on the other hand, was exclaiming in excitement.

“A gun, Tang Zheng, a gun!” Li Xinlan waved at Tang Zheng as she presented a black-coated firearm, “This should be a shotgun, right?”

“Shotgun, a Remington M870.

It’s said to be Americans’ favorite gun.

Every family hides one behind their bedroom door, ready to blow the brains out of intruders.” Lin Weiguo glanced at the Remington, admiringly said, “This thing is a weapon for killing zombies.

It’s easy to operate; after I explain to you a bit, you’ll be able to use it immediately.

And you don’t need to worry about precision, just aim at the zombies and pull the trigger.

You will surely blast them into bits.”

“Check to see how much ammo there is?” Qin Yan had also heard of the M870’s reputation.

After shouting at Li Xinlan, she hurriedly rummaged through the closet in front of her.

She also wanted to get one.

“Two ammunition belts, maybe about one hundred and fifty rounds.

Also, two boxes filled with fifty rounds of 12-gauge buckshot.” Li Xinlan took out a stiff paper box, deciphered the English written on it, and exclaimed after opening it, “This guy must be a member of some shooting club.

Otherwise, why would he need so much ammo?”

“Isn’t more a good thing?

But I think you should defend yourself with a handgun or similar weapon, and leave the shotgun to Tang Zheng.” Even though Li Xinlan had been brave and calm all along, Lin Weiguo still didn’t think highly of her.

He wanted optimal utilization of weapons and to enhance Tang Zheng’s combat power a little more.

“I had the same thought.” Li Xinlan nodded, her considerations were deeper.

If she took a weapon back to the room, it might get seized by the bald man.

It was better to give it to Tang Zheng gladly, earning a favor, as he would certainly protect her.

“No, I won’t be able to take care of you every second.

You have to rely on yourselves.” Tang Zheng declined Li Xinlan’s goodwill.

He had his plans, “You use the M870.

You can be battle-ready quickly and also provide us some support.”

“Okay, I’ll try my best.” Li Xinlan displayed her resolve at the right moment.

She understood that if she always expected others to help her, her chances of survival would be slim.

She must save herself and demonstrate her worth to earn recognition and establish herself in the team.

Qin Yan had the same idea.

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“Ha, indeed the Goddess of Luck couldn’t resist lifting her skirt for me, revealing her underwear.” Tang Zheng’s serious expression changed, and a broad smile appeared on his face as he pulled out a black 18-inch chopper from the closet in front of him, “An Ontario 18 Chop, seems like the real deal.”

“Why does it look like a cleaver?” Qin Yan looked at the shape of the 18 Chop and made a face, “I don’t find it attractive.

It’s too crude.”

“It’s originally a jungle chopper, a famous equipment of the U.S.

military during the Vietnam War.

Due to its practicality, it’s the first choice for outdoor sports enthusiasts.” Tang Zheng pulled out the 18 Chop from the plastic sheath, weighed it, probably over a pound.

Its sharpness was pretty good too.

After a couple of test swings, it felt very handy, “One strike can surely split a zombie’s head into two.”

“I still prefer the dog leg knife.” Lin Weiguo put away the M9 and started looking through the closet again.

“I like that too, look, a Cold Steel large size heavy-duty Dog Leg Knife, seems to be black epoxy coated.” Tang Zheng took out another knife from the closet, gently running his finger over the blade.

“Why is it shaped like that?” Li Xinlan looked at the Dog Leg Knife’s peculiar shape, feeling its rugged appearance offered a real visual impact.

“The curved blade with its center of gravity downturned at the knife head can maximize the chopping force, and by coordinating with the wrist movement when chopping, the knife edge and the straight forearm can become a straight line, thus shortening the time and distance to the target.” Lin Weiguo looked enviously at the heavy dog-leg knife in Tang Zheng’s hand, held back for a moment, but still couldn’t resist, “Is it genuine?

Let me see.”

“Of course it is, this guy is a knife enthusiast.” Tang Zheng explained briefly, and then took out several knives from the wardrobe, “Outdoor survival straight knife, tactical folding knife, and the M9 Bayonet, come to choose one.”

“You also like to play with knives?” Lin Weiguo came over and chose the M9 Bayonet.

He was too shy to ask for the dog-leg knife.

“So-so, I’m a poor student; even buying a replica knife is a struggle.

I just look at them to satisfy my cravings.” Tang Zheng said and put all the knives in his travel bag.

Since the Ontario 18 Chop was a bit long, he simply unbuckled his belt and passed it through the iron ring of the scabbard, directly wearing it on his body.

He tied the dog-leg knife to his right calf with two belts he found in the wardrobe, so he could quickly draw the knife in an emergency.

“What are you doing with so many knives?

Aren’t they cumbersome?” Qin Yan glanced at Tang Zheng disdainfully.

So this guy can overdo it too.

“I forgot.” Tang Zheng lamentingly spilled them out, only leaving the extreme force Venom, an outdoor survival straight knife.

He liked this model.

“Tang Zheng, even though I admire your courage to combat zombies hand-to-hand, I must say your actions are very…” Qin Yan didn’t say the last word ‘stupid’, but Tang Zheng had already understood.

“Do I look stupid?

Look here, we have a Colt’s M1911A1, a .45 caliber, very effective in stopping power.” Tang Zheng rummaged out a handgun from the next wardrobe, “Pity that it’s loaded with a seven-round clip, a bit scarce.

But there are two spare clips, and almost a hundred bullets.”

“You guys…” Qin Yan found herself empty-handed and felt annoyed, so she kicked the wardrobe angrily.

“Don’t be upset.

Here, this can also be used for self-defense.” Tang Zheng tossed an electric baton over.

Everyone knew he was joking, but this guy looked so serious that people couldn’t help laughing.

Qin Yan smiled and ignored him.

Of course, she didn’t pick up the police baton.

It was indeed useless against zombies.

“By the way, take all the flashlights we found.” Tang Zheng stuffed a flashlight into his travel bag and said worriedly, “I don’t know when the power system of Los Angeles City will collapse, so before the hotel’s power goes out, we need to go to the power distribution room of the Oasis Hotel and do a check.”

The thought of staying in a dark hotel for ten hours, waiting for dawn, made not only the two stewardesses but also Lin Weiguo and Tang Zheng feel uncomfortable.

If they were attacked by zombies at that time, they wouldn’t even be able to see the escape route, while zombies wouldn’t be affected by the darkness.

“Don’t worry, large hotels usually have backup diesel generators, so it’s likely they’ll work.

The only question is whether there’s enough diesel.” Tang Zheng cheered everyone up and, seeing the tense atmosphere, made a joke, “If the manager of the power distribution room dares to embezzle the diesel fund, even if he has turned into a zombie, we have to catch him and let him free fall from the roof.”

“That’s a really dark joke.” Qin Yan curled her lips in disdain.

Despite not finding anything after rummaging through all the wardrobes, she ended up picking up the electric baton reluctantly.

After all, it was better than having nothing, and electrocuting people wasn’t too bad.

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