Zhang Tao said with a grin, "See? Luck really was on our side!"
The group chatted and joked, and the atmosphere had never been so relaxed.
At the thought of soon possessing a huge stockpile of weapons, even Song Cheng, who rarely smiled, had the corners of his mouth curl upward.
After passing through the narrow tunnel, Jiang You finally saw the weapons depot Song Cheng had mentioned.
The circular cavern was at least one hundred and sixty or seventy square meters. The area along the walls was packed with crates of all sizes, many of them stacked several layers high.
There were at least two hundred crates. What kind of people had stockpiled so many weapons here?
"Holy shit!!! We've struck it rich! We've struck it rich!"
"Boss, we've struck it rich! So many weapons!"
"Ahahahahaha! Weapons! They're all weapons! Mom, I've finally made something of myself!"
When the three men saw the heaps of crates, they ran toward them excitedly, their eyes shining.
Zhang Tai was a military enthusiast. Seeing these things excited him even more than seeing his girlfriend.
"Holy shit, this is an AK-47! And an M16! The AR series! And a G36!"
"There are shotguns here too, and an M1911 automatic pistol!"
"Holy shit!!!! Holy shit, holy shit!!! This is... this is an M2HB heavy machine gun!!!"
Seeing Zhang Tai's eyeballs nearly pop out, Guan Jun asked, "Why are you so excited? What's an M2HB?"
"You don't even know this? The M2HB is the most widely used heavy machine gun in the world. It's the kind you can pass down as a family heirloom!
"This large-caliber heavy machine gun was designed by the world-class firearms master John Moses Browning. It uses 50MG ammunition.
"This gun has an effective range of over two thousand meters!
"Its kinetic energy is more than five times that of ordinary .30-caliber rounds! Tell me, isn't it awesome?!"
He stroked the gun obsessively. "Look at this smooth little mouth. How sexy!
"And look at this backside. Isn't it gorgeous?
"This is the gun of my dreams!
"This one's mine. Not even God can stop me!"
The moment he finished speaking, he caught sight of something from the corner of his eye. He immediately tossed his dream gun aside and pounced on another open crate, looking exactly like a scumbag who had abandoned one lover for another.
"My second great-uncle!! This is an M1897!"
Yang Jiao frowned. "Isn't 1897 the milk from that TV commercial?"
"What milk? This is a shotgun! It has incredible breaching power. It's practically a trench iron broom!"
"And this one..."
"..."
Zhang Tai was like an old bachelor who had gone hungry for decades and suddenly wandered into a kingdom of women. Everything he saw was beautiful, and everyone looked gorgeous.
One second, he was calling someone his true love; the next, he had fallen head over heels for someone else.
His eyes were practically dazzled by all the choices.
Thanks to him, Jiang You also received a crash course in weapons.
The more excited Zhang Tai became, the happier she was.
After all, half of these weapons belonged to her too.
The machine gun she had used to intimidate Song Cheng and the others earlier had been extremely difficult to find. There had been only one, with limited ammunition.
She had been reluctant to use it.
But now, there was an entire pile of them.
Da Zhuang looked at the humans drooling over the cold lumps of iron and shook his tail in disdain.
Seriously, it couldn't even eat that stuff.
What was there to get excited about?
They looked so ignorant.
If they had seen the fattest, most delicious field mice, they would know how low-class their tastes were. Hmph!
It simply wandered around the depot.
The entire cavern was like an inner chamber. Primitive chisel marks covered the surrounding stone walls, with ridges and grooves crisscrossing at varying heights.
Using the protrusions in the stone walls, Da Zhuang darted everywhere as if walking on level ground.
Song Cheng glanced at Jiang You and was about to ask her to store the supplies when he saw the corners of her mouth lift, her smile dazzlingly bright.
He instantly felt a little like he was having a heart attack.
But he quickly composed himself and said to the others,
"Take a rough count of the weapons first, then hurry up and pack them so we can leave. We don't want anything unexpected to happen."
The others hurriedly nodded, and they split into three groups to begin counting.
Were they counting everything because they were afraid she would hide some?
Jiang You raised an eyebrow but wasn't angry. She and Song Cheng's group weren't friends. They were merely mutually benefiting from one another.
There was nothing wrong with being cautious.
Besides, counting everything was fine. It would save them from thinking she had stolen something after she took out half the supplies later.
She was an honest transporter. She moved things, but she didn't steal.
Seeing her raised eyebrow, Song Cheng thought she had misunderstood.
He explained, "Having them count everything once in advance puts all of us at ease. Then we can cut things off cleanly and avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings."
Jiang You nodded.
"Of course. We've only met twice, after all. With so many weapons, it's better for both sides if you count them carefully."
Seeing that she truly didn't mind, Song Cheng secretly let out a breath of relief.
On the way there, he had gotten a thorough lesson in what this girl was like. She looked as though she hadn't even started college yet, but she was definitely ruthless.
When killing the same zombie, she never needed a second strike.
Every attack was fatal. Just that alone was something none of them could manage.
She wasn't merely a Space ability user. Even judging solely by her skills, she was a rare and formidable killer.
Song Cheng even suspected that she had undergone some kind of special training. Her speed and agility were both incredibly high.
Her moves weren't flashy, and they didn't even seem to follow any particular rules, but they were extremely practical. Every time she struck, it was a killing blow.
He had run a martial arts school before and had met plenty of trained fighters.
But in all honesty, Jiang You was absolutely the most vicious person he had ever seen.
Her brutality contained a violent kind of beauty, and her attacks were explosively powerful.
Despite her smiling face and seemingly easygoing manner,
that was nothing more than an outward appearance.
The group continued counting the weapons. Jiang You found a rock and sat down cross-legged. They had been walking all day, and these people were unbelievable—they hadn't even eaten lunch.
They had been traveling nonstop since morning.
Only after sitting down did she realize that she was a little hungry.
She simply took a self-heating meal out of her space. It was fish-fragrant shredded pork.
A few minutes later, the entire cavern filled with an enticing aroma.
Jiang You shoveled down her food in great mouthfuls while the others continued counting, drooling all the while.
Eating so enthusiastically was one thing, but she had downed three bowls in a single sitting!
What kind of family did she come from?
She had wolfed down three self-heating meals at once!
Zhang Tai secretly glanced over while swallowing his saliva, but the food smelled so good that saliva kept flooding his mouth. He could barely contain it.
Jiang You ate with such relish that, if she had a camera pointed at her, she could have instantly become a livestreamed food celebrity.
But to the others, it was pure torture.
Even the usually aloof Song Cheng secretly shifted his attention away, trying his best not to watch Jiang You eat.
At last, Jiang You finished her third meal.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she was finally done and they would no longer have to suffer.
But just then, Yang Jiao's mouth twitched when she saw Jiang You take out another bowl of self-heating rice and start warming it.
Zhang Tai swallowed his saliva and teased Guan Jun, "Brother Jun, how about we guess what flavor this one is?"
Guan Jun snorted and ignored him.
Yang Jiao sniffed and said, "I guess it's Mapo Tofu. I can smell the Sichuan pepper."
"I say it's Shuizhu Roupian." Zhang Tai wore a bitter expression.
Jiang You picked up a slice of fish and put it into her mouth. As she ate, she thoughtfully corrected them.
"No, I'm eating spicy fish slices."
As she spoke, she took a slurping sip of the soup. "The soup's delicious too! Do you want some?"
Zhang Tai's eyes instantly lit up, and he looked at Jiang You in delight.
Rubbing his hands, he asked somewhat bashfully, "Really?! But... wouldn't that be a little embarrassing?"
"Oh, then forget it."
Jiang You very decisively took back her offer. "Actually, I think that's for the best too. We aren't that close, after all, so we should each eat our own food."
Zhang Tai: "..."
Was she really going to give up that easily?
Couldn't she be polite one more time?
If you were polite one more time, I could stop being polite!
The eyes of the others instantly stabbed into Zhang Tai like knives.
If looks could kill, he would have been hacked to pieces countless times by now.
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