2: Chapter 2 The pillbox really had cannons!

In one corner of the Blockhouse, a half-meter-tall infantry gun stood silently, with several artillery shells covered in dust piled casually to the side.

Chen Ze swallowed hard and trotted forward.

He leaned down excitedly, gently dusting off the gun, as if he were treating it like an incredibly precious treasure.

"Holy cow! With this gun, am I still afraid of those damn monsters? One shot, and they'll all be blasted to dust!"

At this moment, Chen Ze was high-spirited, no longer burdened by his previous destitute and decadent state.

"One, two, three..."

Ten in total!

Even though Chen Ze had never used this thing before, he had watched plenty of movies about fighting the Japanese invaders, and couldn't help but imagine the scene of the shell exploding, the burst of fire instantly swallowing the monsters.

"Hahaha, Global Fortress Survival Game! Good! Good! Good!"

He put his hands on his hips and laughed wildly.

Debts, rent, let them all go to hell. In this survival game, I am the protagonist.

"Open system panel!" he thought silently, and a light blue light screen immediately appeared in his mind.

Three options appeared: Attribute Panel, Regional Chat, and Trading System. Chen Ze's gaze landed on the Attribute Panel, and he tapped it.

Survivor: Chen Ze

Level: 1

Strength: 8 (Normal human limit is 10)

Agility: 7 (Normal human limit is 10)

Constitution: 8 (Normal human limit is 10)

Ability: None

Evaluation: F-, average attributes, as ordinary as it gets.

Upgrade requirement: All attributes reach 20, one E-grade beast core.

Although the system's evaluation was average, Chen Ze was still quite satisfied.

After half a year of delivering orders through wind and rain, his three-dimensional attributes were, if not the best among humans, at least much better than those office workers.

Continuing to look down, the Fortress's attribute panel appeared.

Survival Fortress: WWII Blockhouse

Level: 1

Defense Value: 5 (The higher the defense value, the less damage received when attacked.)

Durability: 98/100

Talent: SSS-grade Plunder, you can obtain more talents by acquiring other people's heart of the fortress, and you are no longer limited to a single talent. Every time the Survival Fortress levels up, you can gain an empty talent slot. Current usable slots: 1.

Defensive Weapons: One Type 92 infantry gun, ten artillery shells.

Five arisaka type 38 rifles, 1000 rounds of ammunition.

Food: None.

Evaluation: C-grade, a decent doomsday Fortress, especially the talent is extremely outstanding!

Upgrade requirements: 100 units of stone, 100 units of wood, 100 units of steel, 1 Level 2 upgrade blueprint.

There was too much information, and Chen Ze didn't digest it all at once.

As for the Fortress's defense value and durability, he understood them quickly since he played plenty of online games. As for the heart of the fortress and the arisaka type 38 rifle? Chen Ze indicated that he hadn't seen them!

His gaze swept across the fourth floor of the Blockhouse, and he soon discovered five long, strip-shaped objects placed casually in the corner.

Chen Ze bent down and picked one up.

Only then did he realize that what he had previously mistaken for firewood were actually a few rifles!

Compared to the Type 92 infantry gun, the appeal of guns to Chinese males is undoubtedly huge.

He grew up watching anti-war films and held a special yearning for all kinds of firearms.

He excitedly tore open the oil paper, took the rifle in his hand, and examined it carefully.

The entire gun body was over a meter long, the wooden stock had a fine texture, and the gun body had no rust at all due to the protection of the oil paper. A white bayonet was inserted under the muzzle, and the sharp blade reflected a cold light, making one shudder.

"Good heavens! This is the romance that belongs to men!"

Chen Ze could no longer suppress the excitement in his heart and grabbed a handful of golden bullets from the ammunition box.

He clumsily pressed the bullets into the magazine one by one, the sound of metal colliding exceptionally crisp in the silent Blockhouse.

With all five bullets loaded, Chen Ze pulled the bolt, and with a crisp "click," the first bullet was successfully chambered.

Looking through the shooting port, Chen Ze began to search for his prey, and it was also his first time seeing this novel Fortress survival world.

The high-rise buildings that were originally everywhere had disappeared, replaced by a scene of desolation and decay.

The scorched earth looked as if it had been scorched, without a trace of green, devoid of life.

Forty or fifty meters away, small buildings were sparsely distributed. Upon closer observation, one could see that these buildings were full of modern touches—security doors, plastic-steel windows, and some glass even had bright red window grilles hanging on them.

They looked as if they had been forcibly cut from skyscrapers by an external force, placed deliberately, with each building separated by about the same distance.

Chen Ze took a deep breath, and until he looked up and saw the two suns hanging in the sky, he couldn't help but be shocked.

"Holy crap!... Could it be that I am no longer on Earth?"

Just as he was letting his imagination run wild, the door of the building closest to him opened without warning.

"Click!"

Chen Ze immediately became alert, gripped the rifle in his hand, and aimed the muzzle at the opened door.

The door did not open completely, only revealing a tiny gap, and one could vaguely see someone peeking out from inside.

A moment later, the person seemed not to have sensed any danger, so he mustered the courage to poke his head out.

This man was about 165cm tall, somewhat plump, and his head was bright and shiny—he was clearly bald.

Seeing this person's appearance, Chen Ze's eyes widened instantly.

"Huh, isn't this the guy who lives next door to me? What was his name? Right, Yang Wei!"

Actually, Chen Ze didn't have much interaction with his neighbors, mainly because Yang Wei's wife was young and beautiful enough to be eye-catching. Standing with Yang Wei, they didn't look like a couple at all.

She was always dressed up brightly and beautifully, and when entering or leaving the residential complex, many people thought the couple were father and daughter.

"Could the distribution of the shelter locations be arranged according to where we originally lived?"

Chen Ze frowned and continued to look down.

Yang Wei was looking around vigilantly, and when he suddenly discovered the tall Blockhouse, his body involuntarily shrank back—he was clearly startled.

"My God! What is this thing? A Blockhouse?"

Yang Wei's mouth hung open in shock, and he could no longer tear his gaze away.

Could this also be a survivor's Fortress? Then what does his own flat count as? Is this gap too big?

In just a few seconds, Yang Wei's heart was already churning with huge waves, filled with envy and jealousy.

Due to the viewing angle, Yang Wei could not see Chen Ze behind the shooting port, but he felt there must be someone there.

"Brother up there, are you also a survivor?"

Yang Wei shouted at the top of his lungs.

This shout was like a bomb thrown into a calm lake. Chen Ze, looking down from above, immediately saw movement in seven or eight houses around.

One by one, slightly familiar faces appeared behind the windows. Some of the bolder ones opened their doors slightly and peeked over here.

They saw Yang Wei and the tall Blockhouse. Only after ensuring there was no danger did people start coming out of their homes one after another, approaching the Blockhouse.

Chen Ze did not respond, just standing in the shadows behind the shooting port, watching the crowd.

He recognized a few people below: Security Captain Lei Dayong, Property Manager Guo Changzheng, and unexpectedly, his landlord, Sister Hong, was also among them.

Humans are social animals. Under the threat of unknown danger, they instinctively yearn to gather together to seek a sense of safety.

More and more people heard the commotion and gathered toward the Blockhouse, gradually reaching over twenty people.

"Neighbors, have we encountered a supernatural phenomenon?"

A young man in his twenties said.

"It's come to this, and you're still doubting? In my opinion, we are no longer on Earth!"

This person pointed to the two suns in the sky and continued.

"I just don't know how powerful the monsters mentioned by that damn system are, and whether our houses can withstand them."

Hearing this, everyone fell into silence.

A moment later, it was Property Manager Guo Changzheng who broke the silence first.

Manager Guo was in his forties and used to be involved with the local underworld. Relying on some connections, he took on the job of property manager for the Jinxiu Longwan residential complex.

He crossed his arms, narrowed his eyes slightly, scanned the crowd, and said, "Everyone, listen to me!"

Hearing this, everyone's eyes turned to Guo Changzheng, their gazes filled with both fear and a hint of expectation.

Guo Changzheng cleared his throat and continued.

"In the current situation, I'm afraid all of humanity on Earth has been pulled into this Global Fortress Survival game. That system made it very clear: there will be monster attacks at night!"

He paused, his expression solemn.

"We must unite in order to survive!"