"Golden Scales!"
Zhang Yang summoned the Golden Scales at once. He first placed 118 elite-grade demon souls on it, and just as expected, it activated the fourth trading mode.
"Damaged three-person exoskeleton power armor, one unit."
Why was it still damaged? Couldn't it be deployed in battle immediately?
Zhang Yang hesitated for a moment before choosing the first trading mode. At least this could be exchanged for 5,090 Demon-Slaying Bullets.
After all, there were a hundred thousand demon zombies outside.
"Demon core, exchange!"
"Demon blood, exchange!"
In this round alone, Zhang Yang exchanged a total of eight thousand Demon-Slaying Bullets.
He also obtained 1,180 White Fragments of Hope, which could be combined into 12 Golden Fragments of Hope.
What a rush.
Just after Zhang Yang distributed the eight thousand Demon-Slaying Bullets, he heard Du Chao shout, "Boss, something's happening—a third-stage Swift Blade Demon Zombie!"
The moment his voice fell, a shrill howl rang out outside the Base Vehicle, followed by the scream of a Captain-Level machine gunner. Even though he was inside a fully enclosed defensive machine-gun turret, he was still torn apart, half his body sliced open as blood poured out.
"Clack, clack, clack!"
An even more terrifying and grating sound rang out. The roof of the Base Vehicle began to deform, and everyone's expressions changed drastically. The greatest feature of a Level 3 Base Vehicle was its defenses—ten-centimeter steel plating—yet it was being sliced open as easily as tofu.
"Clack!"
In the blink of an eye, a hole the size of a human head had been ripped open in the roof of the Base Vehicle, revealing a ferocious demon zombie's head.
"Go to hell!"
Several Captain-Level fire-assault soldiers raised their automatic rifles and unleashed a frantic barrage. Yet, for some unknown reason, a faint green radiance enveloped the