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

With a roar of the propeller, five Avenger helicopters steadily fell to the ground. The cabin door slowly opened, and armored tanks drove out of the helicopter, neatly arranged in a row.


Harry's LV3 chariot was in the middle of the troop, quietly watching the approaching corpse tides.


After a night's cultivation, there were already fifty to six hundred thousand corpse tides in the camp. All of them were attracted by the sound of helicopters. They put down the food in their mouths, stared at Harry's carriages with their blood-red eyes, and roared.


Yesterday, the battle in the camp of the gangs was too fierce, and the ground was full of holes after the explosion, which slowed down the speed of the corpse tides. Therefore, when they just rushed a hundred meters away from the convoy, the convoy was ready for battle.


Chapter 407 The Growth of Lucy