Seeing the gold bracelet and diamond ring on this woman’s hand, Ye Fan was tempted.
Anyway, being trapped on the sixth floor ant he couldn’t get out, so might as well fight these two zombies.
Once he took them down, his money count would definitely exceed 100, and he could produce the first combat unit.
Faced with two zombies, the long spear probably wouldn’t be useful, so Ye Fan pulled out his revolver again.
There were still four bullets inside, should be enough if he shot accurately.
He first moved the table in front of the door to block the zombies’ path, then Ye Fan reached out and opened the door.
With a sudden push!
Two zombies appeared in front of him!
Seeing Ye Fan, they imdiately rushed forward with fangs bared, pushing the table forward.
Ye Fan decisively raised his gun, first aiming at the male zombie, and fired!
Bang bang~~~!
He planned two shots per zombie, but he overlooked the swinging arms of the zombies, the first shot hit the arm, the second shot hit the face, and neither was fatal.
The two zombies together had already squeezed the table aside.
Ye Fan hastily fired again, this ti aiming more accurately, and shot the male zombie in the forehead!
One shot kill!
He fired at the female zombie again, but those wildly flailing arms were really annoying, causing the shot to veer slightly off.
"What’s going on? I perford well during military training, but now I’m too nervous, and the gun’s accuracy is a bit off too."
Out of bullets, Ye Fan wanted to pick up the long spear, but the female zombie was already upon him.
No ti, Ye Fan hurriedly retreated. The room wasn’t big, the only slightly larger area was the living room.
One person and one zombie scurried around the room, Ye Fan, relying on his good physique, kept circling and dodging, but was still in constant danger.
Rip~~!
The zombie’s claws scraped across his back, Ye Fan even felt the pain.
But a quick touch showed that his skin wasn’t broken, just a tear in the clothes.
"Thank goodness for this outfit, ordinary clothes would have been dangerous."
Holding the gun, he continued running, seeing no way out, when suddenly Nana’s voice prompt sounded in his mind.
"Commander, twelve o’clock refresh ti reached, clothes restored! Bullets restored!"
Ye Fan was delighted in his heart, this was the advantage of commander equipnt, he had bullets again.
Raising the gun, this ti Ye Fan showed his true skill.
Calmly raising the gun, quickly aiming!
Bang~~~!
The female zombie fell back, dead on the spot.
"Just how dangerous it was, thankfully I left just before eleven, just in ti for the refresh."
Exhausted, Ye Fan lay sprawled on the ground resting for a few minutes until his breathing stabilized.
Having always focused on exercise, he actually was quite good at running, but now he understood that running for exercise and running for life and death are completely different.
No ti to adjust his breathing, his mood extrely tense, running for such a short ti already left him exhausted.
After catching his breath, Ye Fan ca to the side of the female zombie.
Removed the gold bracelet and diamond ring, Nana imdiately prompted.
"Beep beep!! Rare tal detected, can be converted into money, convert?"
"Convert, from now on, unless I say to keep them, automatically convert everything."
"Understood, conversion successful, gained forty-eight gold!"
Ye Fan looked at the virtual page, sure enough, his money count had reached 117!
Of these 48 pieces of money, there were thirty-three units of gold, seven units of platinum, eight units of diamond.
"Really not easy, finally gathered enough for 100 gold."
"Commander, a conscript can be trained, train?"
"Train, train imdiately."
Ye Fan saw the symbol for the conscript on the soldier page spin once.
This was production progress, a full turn ant production was complete, one turn took about a minute to complete.
After the progress completed, Nana prompted again: "Commander, this is your first unit production, please choose the soldier’s ethnicity?"
"Oh! There’s a concept of ethnicity?"
"Yes, since you are Qin Han People, soldiers produced by you default to locals from Qin and Han States, modify?"
"No modification, local Qin Han People is just fine."
Ye Fan didn’t want to create a bunch of foreign soldiers, which would be hard to explain later.
"Are these soldiers real people or robots?"
"They’re all real people, and each soldier has a unique identity, if carefully searched even traceable, but they’ve all turned into zombies. Our Red Alert soldiers appear with their identities from when they were alive, with slight facial adjustnts, so even if seen by familiar people, they won’t be easily recognized."
This relieved one of Ye Fan’s worries, if the soldiers were all robots, over ti it would certainly be discovered, then it would be hard to explain.
"How about the soldiers’ intelligence? Sa as real people?"
"Ordinary soldiers have low intelligence, but can engage in simple communication and orders, they also won’t actively communicate with others. Only after star promotion will their intelligence gradually increase... Commander can now communicate with your soldier."
Nana paused for a mont, then Ye Fan heard footsteps from the bedroom.
At first, he thought there were more zombies, hastily raised his gun, but saw it wasn’t.
A man about the sa height as Ye Fan ca out from the room.
About twenty-sothing years old, looking indifferent, wearing a military green camouflage hat, sothing he was overall camouflage outfitted, with a shoulder badge on his shoulder, with an upside-down obtuse angle pattern on it.
Military-style boots and gear belt were standard, but most importantly, the soldier was holding a submachine gun!
As a military enthusiast, Ye Fan recognized at a glance that it was a Model 36 Submachine Gun, which also belonged to the automatic rifle category.
This gun had been around for years, nad after so simple modifications were made based on the AK-47, its actual performance was almost no different from the AK.
High power, long range, strong recoil, low accuracy, easy to maintain, not easy to damage.
Even though it was a gun from many years ago, it was still in use by so troops today.
Upon reaching Ye Fan, the soldier stood to attention with a snap, saluting Ye Fan with a standard military salute.
"Private Wang Hu reporting to the commander!"
Ye Fan was montarily stunned, having lived for twenty years, this was the first ti he experienced this kind of treatnt.
Instinctively returning the salute, he then asked: "Your na is Wang Hu?"
"Wang Hu! From H City, rank Private!"
"Private? Isn’t it Conscript?"
"Report to the commander, we made so adjustnts, because the lowest rank in the military is Private, so all conscripts produced are called Privates."
Ye Fan understood, this ti the Red Alert System had adjusted according to the military system of the Qin and Han States, soldier ranks following the regular army, conscripts are called Privates.
The na changed, but the actual function should be the sa.
Looking at the revolver in his hand, then glancing at Wang Hu’s Model 36, Ye Fan felt a bit covetous.
"Wang Hu, is your gun any good?"
"Report to the commander, my gun uses 7.62x39MM ammunition, with a magazine capacity of 30 rounds, effective range within kiloters, magazines refresh every 24 hours, the gun itself won’t have chanical failures!"
"Just thirty rounds?"
"Report, increased bullet quantity upon star promotion!"
"What if your gun is obtained or used by others?"
"Every Red Alert soldier’s weapon is unique, if others use it, it becos a regular firearm, requiring loading, possibly wearing out."
"How’s your marksmanship?"
"Before any star promotion, my marksmanship is average, but with star promotion, my marksmanship will get better, reaching Three-Star level might be comparable to the national shooting team."
Hearing this, Ye Fan was very satisfied.
No wonder it’s a system product, way better than regular firearms, just the magazine refresh function alone beats most firearms in the world.
It’s okay if the marksmanship isn’t great for now, there’s room for improvent.
Also, Ye Fan noticed there was a bright three-edged military bayonet on the gun!
The military knife, a weapon any guy would like, seeing the glinting blood groove, knowing how much lethality it would have if it pierced soone.
"Can you use the bayonet in combat as well?"
"Yes, every Red Alert soldier is an excellent fighter, whether it’s bayonet fighting or hand-to-hand combat, can handle two opponents, with star promotion combat ability will continuously improve!"
Ye Fan was overjoyed, expecting a weakling conscript, didn’t expect such an excellent soldier.
This way, with an excellent warrior.
"Alright Wang Hu, from now on you stick with , responsible for my safety."
Wang Hu snapped to attention with a salute: "Understood! Protecting the commander is every Red Alert soldier’s highest mission, your will is our sole purpose of existence!"
Looking at the soldier in front of him, full of unwavering loyalty, at this mont, Ye Fan was on cloud nine.
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