After Feisen left the warehouse, Lu Feng used his watch to scan the entire warehouse. After confirming there were no problems, he slid the bolt on the warehouse door shut.
Then, with a thought, he entered the game. He arrived in the inner air-raid shelter area and walked toward the empty warehouse he had previously asked Lin Jiao to prepare.
Lin Jiao and Guo Zhen were inside, discussing something. Seeing him, she immediately came forward to greet him, "Boss!"
"Boss!" Guo Zhen.
Lu Feng nodded in response and walked directly toward the empty warehouse.
Lin Jiao and Guo Zhen followed him.
When they reached the warehouse, Lu Feng had the two of them stay outside. He entered the warehouse by himself and locked the door from the inside, just as before.
After that, he exited the game again and started moving the weapons in the real world.
He quickly moved the weapons and ammunition into the game, piece by piece.
It took some time, but he finally moved all the weapons—enough to arm 1000 people—into the game.
Because the game’s warehouse was relatively small, the weapons filled the entire space.
When Lu Feng walked out of the game’s warehouse, Lin Jiao and Guo Zhen were surprisingly still waiting outside.
Their faces were full of anticipation.
After all, they knew that whenever their boss did something like this, he would bring out a lot of food.
In the apocalypse, food was a precious commodity.
’I wonder how much it’ll be this time?’
Seeing the two of them, Lu Feng gave an order: "Get some people to move everything out of the warehouse, then distribute it."
Guo Zhen nodded immediately, pulling out his walkie-talkie to call for men. He then followed Lin Jiao to the front of the warehouse and peered inside.
But when the two of them saw the scene inside, they were stunned.
It wasn’t food inside, but weapons.
The weapons had filled almost the entire warehouse.
’Where did the boss get so many weapons?’
Lu Feng spoke again, "Didn’t I ask you before if there were any old-fashioned weapon specialists at the base? Call them over. There are infantry fighting vehicles and cavalry fighting vehicles that need to be assembled."
The two snapped back to reality. The boss had indeed asked about old-fashioned weapon specialists.
They hadn’t known their boss’s purpose before, but now they did.
Guo Zhen immediately picked up his walkie-talkie and started giving more orders.
Before long, quite a few of the base’s guards had arrived at the warehouse, and two other men came separately.
These two men were both specialists who were quite familiar with old-fashioned weapons.
They were also the ones who calibrated and maintained the base’s firearm production lines.
Guo Zhen immediately shouted to the guards, "Get all the weapons out of the warehouse."
The guards didn’t dare hesitate. They immediately entered the warehouse, their faces also full of surprise upon seeing the weapons. Then, they began moving them with great enthusiasm.
They understood clearly that the more weapons the base had, the safer it would be, the stronger they would become, and the more stable their lives would be.
And these weapons were definitely better than what they were currently equipped with. Right now, they were all using rifles, but this new batch started with machine guns, and even included things like mortars and howitzers.
There was also a pile of disassembled parts; just the size of one of the cannon barrels told them this was serious business.
At that moment, Lu Feng gestured to the two weapon specialists.
The two weapon specialists immediately ran forward and called out respectfully:
"Boss!"
"Boss!"
Lu Feng nodded and ordered, "Take a look at these vehicles and see if you can assemble them!"
The two weapon specialists nodded. One of them said, "Don’t worry, Boss. We may just be weapons enthusiasts, but this is all old-fashioned equipment. I know my stuff."
The other one added, "That’s right. I’ve studied the blueprints for all sorts of old-fashioned weapons from the last hundred years. That was my hobby before the apocalypse. We should be able to assemble these vehicles."
The specialist was just saying this, but as Lu Feng listened, his eyes lit up.
The real world was only in 2023, a long way off from the era of the game world’s apocalypse.
’Even for old-fashioned weapons, with such a large time gap, they must have been upgraded several times, right?’
In the real world, he controlled the Kurdar Clan, and the Kurdar Clan had weapon production lines. If he could get some old-fashioned firearm blueprints out, as long as they were a generational leap ahead of what the real world had, the Kurdar Clan’s power would increase significantly.
After all, being able to produce stronger weapons—whether for arming themselves or selling to others—was a huge advantage.
With the same number of people, if one side had better weapons with more power and longer range, the outcome of a war would be obvious.
Thinking of this, Lu Feng said to the specialist, "Never mind assembling the weapons for now. First, I want you to draw some weapon blueprints for me. See those weapons over there? I just need designs that are a generational leap ahead of them in terms of power, range, and so on."
Hearing this, the specialist’s face beamed with joy. "Don’t worry, Boss. I’ll get them drawn up for you right away."
Everyone in Qingfeng Base knew that if you were valued by the Boss and given a task, your status in the base was sure to rise.
Lu Feng nodded, gave another brief order, and then exited the game in front of everyone.
Lin Jiao, Guo Zhen, and the others were already used to this.
Lu Feng exited the game and returned to the Kurdar Clan’s warehouse.
Outside the warehouse, Feisen stared into the warehouse with great curiosity.
’That man has been inside for a long time.’
This made him even more curious about what the other party was doing.
Finally, he saw Lu Feng walk out of the warehouse.
But when he glanced at the scene inside the warehouse, he froze completely.
The warehouse that had been full of weapons was now completely empty.
There was nothing left inside.
’How is that possible?’
Feisen’s eyes widened in terror. The man had really made all the weapons in the warehouse disappear.
’It’s terrifying.’
"We’ll have a meeting in the main hall later," Lu Feng said, already walking in the direction of the Kudar Clan.
Feisen stared after him. Instead of following, he subconsciously entered the warehouse.
After confirming that there was truly nothing inside, he ran out, his face a mask of shock, and chased after Lu Feng.
Back at the Kudar Clan’s estate, Lu Feng returned to the main hall of the core building.
Before long, Feisen, Bulin, the leader of the Kudar Clan, as well as Red Lizard and Black Snake, had all arrived.
Black Snake still couldn’t calm down. Just like that, President Lu had become one of the biggest warlord factions in Dalat Town.
Lu Feng then took out the bag of gold from before and handed it to Feisen.
Feisen took the bag quizzically, opened it, and saw the smelted gold bars inside.
"President Lu, this is...?" Feisen asked, confused.
"Payment for that batch of weapons," Lu Feng said directly.
According to the price Feilin had quoted earlier, that batch of weapons didn’t cost this much gold at all.
This large bag of gold could buy two such batches of weapons.
Although he could have chosen not to pay, now that he controlled the Kudar Clan, he naturally wanted the faction to be able to develop sustainably.
"President Lu, this is a bit too much," Feisen said honestly, not daring to misrepresent the price at a time like this.
"Use the rest to recruit troops," Lu Feng said, then ordered, "When you’re recruiting, take Black Snake and Red Lizard with you!"
Feisen nodded, sighing silently to himself.
The meaning was obvious.
’The new recruits are to be led by these people.’
Red Lizard and the others naturally understood the meaning as well, and their eyes lit up.
Looking at Lu Feng, their gazes held not only awe for his terrifying power but also something called loyalty.
Honestly, when a terrifyingly powerful and already feared existence decides to win hearts and recruit subordinates, it is always easier to inspire loyalty.
After all, talented people would never submit to the weak or to their peers. The only ones who could make people bow their heads in submission were the truly strong.
For the next few days, Lu Feng stayed with the Kudar Clan, entering the game periodically during that time.
At Qingfeng Base, after Lu Feng brought in that batch of weapons, training at the base grew even more intense, especially for the warriors who were equipped with them.
Once that batch of weapons was distributed, Qingfeng Base gained the ability to wage a war—a real war.
They had rifle volleys, the shock of submachine guns, and the powerful suppressive fire of machine guns.
Of course, they also had the area denial capability of mortars and howitzers.
Meanwhile, the infantry and cavalry fighting vehicles possessed the ability to destroy entire formations.
With an equal number of survivors on both sides, even if the enemy had ability users, Qingfeng Base could still achieve a complete victory.
After all, if those two types of vehicles were used well and landed a direct hit, even an ability user would be toast.
Unless the opposing team had better weapons, or their ability users were strong enough to ignore such vehicles.
When Lu Feng came in, he was very satisfied with the training at Qingfeng Base. Chen Hao and Chen Tao, who were in charge of training the combat personnel, were clearly very capable.
Of course, this was also because of the help from Wang Cheng and the others from the Salvation Army; the training was conducted almost exactly like military training.
Lin Jiao came to Lu Feng and reported, "Boss, the weapons have mostly been distributed and have begun their patrols. As for the matter Zheng Lin mentioned about the Li Family wanting us to eliminate the bandits, we can choose a time to go now."
"Mm, you go ahead and select the team. Pick a date, and we’ll set off then," Lu Feng nodded, not forgetting to add a reminder, "Remember to produce more electronic shackles during this time. We’ll need to bring plenty with us."
Lin Jiao nodded. "I understand!"
She knew her boss’s objective. With these electronic shackles, they could control survivors.
There was clearly no need to be polite with those bandits. Once controlled, they would be very useful, whether for forced labor or as future cannon fodder.
As Lu Feng sent Lin Jiao off to make arrangements, Guo Zhen approached him with a man in tow.
It was the same weapon specialist from before.
He had asked the man to draw weapon blueprints earlier, and it seemed there were results.
Sure enough, upon seeing Lu Feng, the weapon specialist said, "Boss, take a look at these weapon blueprints. I’ve drawn them up over the past few days. It’s just that we don’t have the production lines; otherwise, the weapons built from these designs would definitely be more powerful, have a longer range, and be more accurate than the ones you brought in before..."
Hearing this, Lu Feng took the weapon blueprints.
Although it was difficult to set up weapon production lines in the post-apocalyptic game world, it was a different story in the real world. The Kurdar Clan could acquire production lines and had the materials to modify existing ones to manufacture these weapons.
Once these weapons were mass-produced, they would surely cause a sensation in Lada Town.