The Steyr Aug assault rifle, with a total length of 790 mm, barrel length of 510 mm, caliber of 5.56 mm, a magazine capacity of 42 rounds, an effective range of 450-600 meters, equipped with a high-power telescopic sight and an under-barrel grenade launcher.
Accompanying it were ten full magazines and twelve grenades.
Green gacha capsules weren't something to pin too many hopes on, and the rifle was actually quite decent.
In fact, the desert wasteland they were in still belonged to the city ruins area of the apocalypse. To be precise, they had merely left the urban sector of the ruined world.
Therefore, zombies still appeared in the desert, just not in the same numbers as in the city. And what was the best way to deal with zombies?
Not special abilities, not Taoist magic, not martial arts, but firearms!
Overall, Bai Ye felt it was a standard offering.
Setting the rifle magazines aside, Bai Ye began to twist the second gacha capsule. A moment later...
"How can life keep getting worse and worse?"
The second gacha pull yielded a white capsule, the lowest tier.
Bai Ye twisted it open to reveal a military knife.
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Two ragged zombies heard the roar of the motorcycle engine. They staggered and shambled onto the road.
Then...
Puff, puff!
The Frost Condensation Sword, suspended by Bai Ye's side, flashed like silver light and shot forward, instantly piercing the heads of the two zombies. Immediately after, Bai Ye accelerated, speeding past the corpses.
This was a small town built alongside the highway. There weren't many houses, perhaps twenty-odd. Traveling along the road, Bai Ye reached the end of the town and finally spotted the Ambros Oil Station.
As a rare inhabited area in the desert, the Ambros Oil Station appeared quite substantial. Beside the gas station were a restaurant and a supermarket, and even a small motel and an open-air drive-in theater behind it.
However...
"Is this a gathering place for surviving humans?"
Bai Ye parked his motorcycle, dismounted, and surveyed his surroundings.
The entire gas station was eerily silent, devoid of any human presence. As the wind blew, dust swirled on the ground, along with food wrappers whose labels were no longer legible.
This was completely different from what Bai Ye had imagined.
After a moment's thought, Bai Ye reached into the motorcycle's saddlebag, retrieved the rifle, and walked forward holding it.
Bai Ye first went to the gas station, checked the fuel level display on the storage tanks, then picked up a fuel nozzle and tried to pump 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 coming from the radio?
Bai Ye pondered this as he inspected all the storage tanks within the gas station. Finding no gasoline, he then headed towards the supermarket.
No gasoline...
Even if there was food and drink, that would suffice.
Bai Ye arrived at the supermarket entrance. The signboard and the main door had long since been damaged and lay on the ground by the entrance. Shattered glass was scattered everywhere. Peeking inside the supermarket, he saw only darkness.
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