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

"There must be a mole! Boss, our plan of sneak attack has been exposed. Our enemies are so powerful that we can't fight back!"


"Yes, we got the order to ambush here twenty minutes ago. How could the enemy have predicted where we were? The affair must have been tipped off by a mole!"


"What should we do, boss? It's not good for us to continue the stalemate!"


Several warriors hid behind a rock with their heads in their hands.


Hearing the constant sound of bullets colliding on the rock, everyone was nervous.


Not only that, but because the gunshots were getting louder and louder, the sound also attracted the attention of a part of the corpse tide in front of them. They all turned back and rushed over, gradually surrounding them.


The gangsters were blocked on both sides of the road by the opposite firepower and unable to move. If the stalemate continued, they would have to deal with not only the enemy but also this group of bloodthirsty zombies.


Chapter 388 The Corpse Tide