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116 The left hand got something strange

After checking this post, similar to a gun tower, Wang Fei had some understanding of his opponent's strength.

The lizardman power is expected to have at least a thousand people. If all of them are at this level, once they stand up, they will likely die from random guns, even though these guns are very behind.

Wang Fei gently moved to the door, and listened first and then watched the process before. After testing, he opened a crack in the iron door and carefully slipped in.

A spiral upward staircase is connected outside the door, leading upstairs and downstairs respectively.

Wang Fei thought that his floor was the bottom floor, but he didn't expect that there was a room without windows below.

Walking down the stairs, Wang Fei was holding a silencer pistol [Bee Spur] that he had not used for a long time. Where mental power could not attack long-distance targets, Wang Fei could only return to his original combat methods.

If there is something unaware of the eyes suddenly jumping out, I can only reward him with a bullet.

I quietly came to the lower floor, and it was very peaceful along the way. There was another iron door at the end of the stairs, but this iron door looked very thick, and I think there should be some important supplies inside.

Wang Fei came to the front, studied the door lock, and then smiled disdainfully:

"Hmph, the door is stupid and sturdy, but at least it's a decent door lock. Just break the lock, I will lose in more than 30 seconds!"

After a lot of practice, Wang Fei's mental power to pick the lock has become more and more proficient. Now he is too lazy to bring the lock-picking tool when he goes out. If it is really difficult to pry, Wang Fei will directly lift the table and greet him with a lightsaber.

In the quiet corridor, the heavy door lock made a crisp sound, and then the iron door was slowly pushed open.

Wang Fei pressed the door with his left hand and held a gun in his right hand to keep his eyes on his eyes. While slowly opening the door, he quickly swept the corner of the room with the gun line to prevent it from being covered in the dark.

This set of actions is originally the standard process for indoor CQB, but it was always done by Wang Fei with his mental power. Now, after picking it up, I really miss the days when I had weak mental power in my previous life.

The instinct engraved in his bones makes Wang Fei's movements very standard and efficient. After several quick postures were changed, the entire room had been cleared by Wang Fei.

Only then did he have the time to check the specific environment inside the house.

I thought Sky Star wood was scarce, so the storage boxes in the room were all made of iron, bulky and huge, and covered with waterproof materials similar to linoleum.

Apart from this continent, Sky Star is surrounded by oceans, so there is no shortage of water in the inland, but it is just that this water is difficult to retain.

In the dry and hot wilderness, we often encounter **** for several days, but the rain in the wasteland has always been mixed. It is drinking water for those with conditions, and acid rain for those without conditions.

Therefore, almost all bases with some influence will draw groundwater to reference.

Now it seems that the Lizardman's camp is good, but it is easy to get damp. Is it a problem with the material of the skeleton?

Wang Fei shook his head, no longer thinking about these things, and began to check boxes one by one.

"There are a few boxes of ammunition, all of which are large-caliber bullets, rockets, etc., without grenades, and it seems that they are not used.

There is a box of half-new rifles, which seem to be provided for reinforcements, and there are also two machine guns.

There is no food reserve, which is certain. After all, there are not many things and they do not have the technology to store.

There are several independent generators that are used to provide lighting for searchlights. I thought the outside environment was harsh, so I put it in the house first and then take it out when needed..."

Wang Fei was rummaging and explaining to himself.

"Hmm? What is this?"

Wang Fei saw a large number of iron pipes piled up by the wall.

He came to the front and shook curiously, and found that it was filled with liquid. He pried open it and found that it was neither water nor fuel, but an unknown purple liquid with a unique taste.

This aroused Wang Fei's interest. He wanted to study it or ask someone, but now is obviously not the time.

The hub space is only 1m? The size of such a large iron barrel is obviously unable to be stuffed in, so he emptyed his kettle and planned to fill a bottle and take it back for research.

At the beginning, Wang Fei planned to use his mind to form a syringe to absorb water, but when he operated, he found that this kind of "assembly" was a bit difficult. In the end, he had to condense a funnel and a scoop separately to carry out the original filling operation.

Unexpectedly, something went wrong again. This purple liquid could actually penetrate into the mental barrier. Before Wang Fei could react, it had leaked into his hands.

However, Wang Fei always has a cautious attitude towards such strange things, so the bottle containing water is always held by mechanical prosthetics. Even if the purple water is corrosive, it will not cause irreversible results.

However, there was no abnormal reaction after the purple liquid leaked to the prosthesis, and it was just stuck to the hands and was difficult to wipe off.

Wang Fei stared at his left hand for a while, and finally gave up, pressed the water bottle into the bucket with his left hand, and poured it into tons of tons.

After filling, Wang Fei wrapped the water bottle and threw it directly into his hub space. As for his purple left hand, Wang Fei decided not to touch it until it was clean.

After finishing it, Wang Fei took out a few warheads from the ammunition box and completed the disassembly in just a few seconds.

Then he took out his toolbox and made some tricks on the warhead, turning the pile of warheads into a group of serial explosion traps. The trigger mechanism was fixed to the ammunition box. As long as someone opened it in a hurry, a serial explosion would occur.

Wang Fei originally wanted to be a remote-controlled bomb, but he thought about it later, worried that the distance of the remote-controlled signal was not enough and it was difficult to grasp the accurate timing.

The gun cabinet upstairs has sufficient ammunition, so the lizard man generally does not use the supplies below.

And when they trigger the mechanism, it is likely that they have to fight with themselves, so the timing is still relatively appropriate.

After burying the thunder, Wang Fei carefully looked around the environment in the house again to ensure there were no flaws before he brought it out.

This time he touched the higher level, which should be where the connecting bridge is. If he wants to sneak up to another rock pillar, he must pass there.

I quietly came to the upper floor. This time the door was even more excessive. It was actually open above my head. It was a cellar door. After prying it open by myself, I could only hold it with my hands and observe it secretly in the crack of the door with my eyes.

As soon as the crack of the door was opened, Wang Fei clearly heard the snoring one after another. After a round, all the lizard people in his sight were sleeping very hard, and no one noticed that the door panel on the ground had moved.
Chapter completed!
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