The Steyr AUG assault rifle, with a total length of 790 millimeters, a barrel length of 510 millimeters, a caliber of 5.56 millimeters, a magazine capacity of 42 rounds, an effective range of 450-600 meters, equipped with a high-magnification scope and an under-barrel grenade launcher.
Ten full magazines and twelve grenades were also included.
Green gachas offered little hope, and the rifle itself was not bad.
In fact, the desert area was still part of the post-apocalyptic ruins, or more accurately, one had only left the urban areas of the ruins.
Therefore, zombies still appeared in the desert, just not in the same numbers as in urban areas. And what was the best way to deal with zombies?
Not special abilities, not Taoist magic, not martial arts, but firearms!
Overall, Bai Ye found it to be standard.
Setting the gun magazines aside, Bai Ye began to twist the second gacha. A moment later...
"Is this any way to live? Am I going backward with age?"
The second gacha turned out to be white, the lowest-grade one.
Bai Ye twisted it open and found a combat knife inside.
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Two ragged zombies heard the sound of a motorcycle engine. They shuffled their bodies and stumbled onto the road.
Then...
*Puff, puff!*
The Frost Condensing Sword, suspended beside Bai Ye, shot out like a silver streak, instantly piercing the heads of both zombies. Immediately after, Bai Ye accelerated and sped past the corpses.
This was a small town built alongside the road, with not many houses, perhaps twenty-odd. Passing through the town, Bai Ye finally spotted the Ambro Gas Station at the end of the road.
As one of the few inhabited places in the desert, the Ambro Gas Station appeared quite substantial. Beside it were a restaurant and a supermarket, and even further behind, a small motel and an open-air drive-in movie theater.
However...
"Is this a gathering point for survivors?"
Bai Ye parked his motorcycle, dismounted, and surveyed the surroundings.
The entire gas station seemed utterly silent, devoid of any signs of human life. As the wind blew, dust swirled on the ground, along with food wrappers whose writing was no longer legible.
This was completely different from what Bai Ye had imagined.
Bai Ye pondered for a moment, then reached for the rifle in his motorcycle's saddlebag, took it out, and walked forward with it in hand.
Bai Ye first went to the gas station, checked the fuel gauge on the storage tank, then picked up the fuel nozzle and tried to dispense some onto the ground. Only dust came out.
This gas station had clearly been abandoned for a long time, and there was no gasoline in the storage tanks.
But if this place was truly abandoned, then what was the meaning of the voice from the radio?
As he thought, Bai Ye checked all the storage tanks in the gas station. Finding no gasoline, he then headed towards the supermarket.
No gasoline...
Food and drinks would suffice.
Bai Ye arrived at the supermarket entrance. The sign and the door had long been broken and lay on the ground outside. Shards of glass were scattered everywhere. Peering into the supermarket, he saw only darkness.
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