Nan Haiyue found all the tools for him, and had no one else to help. She could only wipe Nalanhong's sweat on one side and pray for the ancestors to show up and bless them to avoid danger this time.

Time passed by minute by second. Although Nalanhong's courage was different from ordinary people, facing this life-or-death postgraduate entrance examination, he was somewhat panicked. His hands kept shaking and beads of sweat fell from his forehead.

There have been several times when the lead has been connected, but it has been disconnected again due to excessive tension and a little force.

"Don't be nervous, Nalanhong, it's okay! Everything is fate! If we are destined to die here, even the gods can't save us!" Xie Guanbao can't be of much help. This rough man has learned to comfort people now.

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At this time, the door of the laboratory was smashed open with a bang, and hundreds of zombies rushed in crazily. They had no way to retreat. Nan Haiyue's hands were clenched tightly, and she didn't say anything, but she was thinking in her heart.

I had mixed feelings. If I had been slower for about ten seconds and allowed these guys to rush forward, even if I had great abilities, it would be useless.

"It's okay, don't be anxious! Calm down! You can do it! You can definitely do it!" Haiyue turned to Nalanhong's face, pretending to be calm and smiled gently at her, stroking her with her delicate little hands.

The man he once hated to the core encouraged him.

Although the mutated zombies moved slowly, they were much closer to them in the blink of an eye. And as they inhaled more and more viruses from the monster's mouth, their body functions were also changing rapidly, and their legs and feet were obviously faster than before.

He had fallen a lot, and he saw that he was about to pounce on him with about thirty meters to go. No matter how courageous Xie Guanbao was, he was still trembling all over at this moment.

Nalanhong pinched the left and right ends of the last wire with both hands and looked back at Haiyue and Lao Xie. He deliberately returned Haiyue's ambiguous smile and said, "How about a bet?"

The two gritted their teeth and nodded together. Nalanhong closed his eyes and pulled his hands toward the middle. The copper wires on the left and right wires touched together. When the two broken copper wires connected, a surge of electricity surged.

When it moved, there was a crackling electric shock sound. Nalanhong let out a long breath and couldn't help but feel lucky. He nodded to Nan Haiyue, who quickly reached out and closed the electric switch.

The door of the arsenal opened with a rumble, and seeing a gap in the middle that could be passed through, Nalanhong let go of his hand, and the three of them ran into the arsenal.

There are boxes of guns and ammunition everywhere in the arsenal. Further inside, there are even armored vehicles and light tanks. In short, all the heavy weapons of Japan during World War II, except for aircraft, are already available here. There is no time to sigh.

Nalanhong kicked open the wooden box closest to him. There were seals on the box. When he opened it, there were several machine guns wrapped in oil paper. These machine guns were amazing.

It was the MG-42 known as the "meat tearing machine" in Japan during World War II. Nalanhong picked up a tripod from inside with a machine gun in one hand and threw it to Lao Xie.

He ordered: "Save it, there is only one magazine, this is mg-42. Although the firepower is fierce, it has a shortcoming. The rate of fire is too fast, 1500 rounds per minute. When I can't find his bullet, you are the last to

Good cum!”

"Hai Yue, go find him the magazine, and I'll go see if the armored vehicle has oil and whether it can still start." Nalanhong ordered.

"What kind of bullets are used in mg-42? I don't know them either? There are so many guns. Which one is his special bullet?" Haiyue asked.
Chapter completed!