LRAB Chapter 78 Zombie Dress-Up
Chapter 78 Zombie Dress-Up
He called over Ning Tieshan, Zhao Yongqiang, Wei Dong, Shi Rui, Liu Mingyuan, and Cheng Qihang, several field personnel, and handed them the equipment.
Everyone was excited when they received the equipment; they had never even touched such military gear before.
However, Lu Chen only distributed protective gear; firearms and squad communicators were not distributed yet.
"Each pair of people will be given one communicator, and the rest will be left at the base for easy contact with us."
Lu Chen took the communicators out of the bag and counted out five, handing them to the five veteran members: Ning Tieshan, Zhao Yongqiang, Wei Dong, Shi Rui, and Liu Mingyuan.
"When we went out on operations today, the teams maintained contact with each other and called each other immediately if any situation arose."
He and Shen Qingci each took one, and the extra five communicators were given to Gao Yuan.
"You can arrange and distribute these. Keep one for yourself, and give the rest to the group leaders in the logistics department."
"From now on, when you're managing supplies and manpower at the base, you won't need to run up and down the stairs calling for people anymore; you can just use the communicator to communicate."
Gao Yuan took the communicators, examined them several times, and his face was full of joy.
This thing is really useful to him. Before, when he was notifying someone of something, he might have to make several trips back and forth.
Now that we have communicators, each person in a key logistics position is equipped with one, and material scheduling, personnel arrangement, and emergency reporting can all be done directly in the channel.
More importantly, if something happens at the base when Lu Chen is out with his field team, he can contact Lu Chen immediately using a communicator.
"As for these firearms!" Lu Chen pulled an automatic rifle out of his bag, handed one to Shen Qingci beside him, and then turned his gaze to the others.
"Ning Tieshan, Zhao Yongqiang." Lu Chen handed an automatic rifle to the two men.
Ning Tieshan reached out and took the gun with both hands, his movements a little stiff from nervousness. He looked down at the gun in his hands, his thumb gently rubbing the receiver cover, as if to confirm that it was real.
When Zhao Yongqiang received the gun, his Adam's apple bobbed up and down. He muttered, "This is the first time in my life I've ever handled a real gun." Then he held the gun in his hand, weighed it in his hand, and couldn't hide his excitement.
Lu Chen then gave each of them two boxes of ammunition, 100 rounds per box. Ning Tieshan put the ammunition boxes into the magazine pouch of his tactical vest, and Zhao Yongqiang followed suit.
Immediately afterward, under the expectant gazes of the other field staff, Lu Chen closed the lid of the box.
"Your field missions don't require combat for the time being, so weapons aren't essential and won't be issued yet. Once someone meets my requirements, I will naturally issue them the firearms."
Upon hearing this, a hint of disappointment flashed across the faces of the other field staff. But they weren't stupid; they naturally understood Lu Chen's intention.
When it comes to firearms, no matter which stronghold or team, those in power cannot just distribute them arbitrarily.
Ning Tieshan and Zhao Yongqiang were able to attend the meeting at 501 yesterday, which made them high-ranking figures in the stronghold in everyone's eyes. No one felt it was unfair that they got the guns first.
Disappointed as they were, the new members only showed disappointment and resentment, not anger or dissatisfaction.
As Lu Chen re-locked the box lid, he discreetly observed the reactions of the people present.
He scanned everyone's micro-expressions... Disappointment is normal, and so is resentment, but as long as you can process it and turn it into motivation, then there's no problem.
If anyone shows unusual resentment or anger, then we need to reconsider whether that person can stay in the field team.
Fortunately, the emotions of all eight people were under control. Cheng Qihang even grinned at his companion next to him and whispered, "I'll try to do better next time," which eased the atmosphere considerably.
However, simply disappointing them is not enough; we also need to give them a clear goal.
Lu Chen coughed lightly, drawing everyone's attention back to him.
"I will conduct a comprehensive evaluation of your performance for every subsequent mission."
"As long as you perform well enough to meet my requirements, you'll be granted gun-carrying privileges, so do your best!"
"Yes!" The response was much louder than before, and hope was rekindled in the eyes of the group, almost completely erasing their previous sense of loss. With a goal, there is motivation; with motivation, there is drive.
"Then, help the zombies put on their equipment." Lu Chen said, already giving the order to the zombies downstairs through the connection in his mind.
Soon, heavy footsteps echoed through the fire escape.
The first elite zombie emerged from the rooftop entrance, its massive body, over two meters tall, casting a large shadow in the morning light, followed by Iron Pillar-level and Big Strong-level zombies.
Twenty-eight zombies stood in two rows on the rooftop, waiting to change clothes.
The field personnel put down the protective gear they had just received and quickly stepped forward to help the zombies put it on.
The first thing to do is to remove the makeshift equipment they've put together.
Ning Tieshan squatted down in front of Tiezhu and helped it untie the scarf around its neck. The scarf had been soaked through several layers of blood from the previous battle. When it was untied, the fabric was stiff and covered with dried, dark red bloodstains.
Zhao Yongqiang was helping Erzhuang take off his cotton-padded coat when the zipper got stuck, so he had to squat there and patiently pull it out little by little.
After taking off the old equipment, it's time to put on the new equipment.
First, put on the fully enclosed combat helmet, adjust the angle of the goggles, and fasten the chin guard.
Next is the neck armor. The inner lining that touches the neck is made of soft cotton and linen. The chainmail in the middle fits snugly against the curve of the neck, and several curved iron bars are arranged horizontally on the outside, which can block slashes from the side without affecting the movement of the head.
Next is the heavy torso armor, with a ceramic ballistic plate on the front and back, thickened shoulder pads, and a soft stab-proof lining on the abdomen.
Finally, there are arm guards for the limbs, which protect the forearms all the way to the wrists, with the finger areas left open for easy gripping of weapons.
After they are fully dressed, hand the weapons to them.
Elite zombies wield heavy-duty sabers, Iron Pillar-level zombies carry armor-piercing hammers or double-edged axes, and Mighty-level zombies are all equipped with machetes.
The elite zombies were the first to complete the costume change.
He held the 1.4-meter-long heavy-duty horse-slaying sword in his hand, the back of the blade gleaming with a cold metallic luster in the morning light.
The fully enclosed combat helmet covered its gray-blue face, leaving only a pair of dark yellow eyes visible behind the goggles.
The iron bars of the neck armor formed a silver-gray protective wall on its thick neck, the ceramic plates of the heavy torso armor covered its entire chest and abdomen, and the arm guards wrapped around its arms and calves, which were as thick as a normal person's waist.
Standing on the rooftop, its over 2-meter-tall frame, coupled with its full military gear, instantly amplified the sense of oppression.
Not only the elite zombies, but also the Iron Pillar and Big Strong zombies quickly changed their outfits.
They stood in two rows behind the elite zombies, each wearing a helmet, neck armor, body armor, and arm guards, holding a machete, quietly awaiting orders.
Strangely, the first feeling these zombies evoked after donning military uniforms was not fear, but rather an inexplicable sense of security.
Because they were wearing standard military combat uniforms and full-coverage combat helmets, they looked more like a fully armed unit... except that the soldiers in this unit happened to be zombies.
"Good, good, good! This is the zombie army I imagined." Lu Chen circled his zombie army and nodded with great satisfaction.