Harry traveled to the apocalypse world and was besieged by zombies! When he was on the verge of death, the divine-level refit system descended!
Refit the car and run over the zombies!
Refit pistol to the submachine gun! Da! Zombie guys, let me send you to heaven!
The sniper rifle was changed into a cannonball! Zombies perished!
The refitted tank soared into the sky! Refitted missiles! A precise blow!
The weapons were continuously upgraded, and the power was getting stronger and stronger!
If you were poor, you could use tactics; if you were rich, you could blow up!
Were you jealous? Envy?
Join Harry's team and make sure that there are enough bullets and food!

Doomsday: I Can Refit Divine-level Equipment

"Seeing from the video, this team didn't have many guns. They didn't have too many weapons except for an RPG rocket. But why are they so powerful?"


A military officer couldn't help but admire the courage of Harry's team.


General Austin also frowned. A small team of a dozen members could suppress so many zombies. They were almost as powerful as a company.


"Their guns must have been modified. Their power and capacity are so much better than the same types!" Mark made a point.


General Austin nodded. He was more and more interested in this team.


The satellite had been monitoring Harry's team. Not long after, the team left downtown and stopped near a gas station.


"General, they seem to run out of fuel! They are going to refuel here!"


General Austin's eyes flashed. "Find a way to contact them!"


A gas station twenty kilometers away from downtown.


Chapter 83 We Had Been Targeted