The cook didn't expect that the third son would call him for a meeting today, so he became excited, boiled a large pot of hot water early, washed himself clean, and then found a brand new suit to dress himself up , now it looks like a big boss, but this big boss keeps nodding and bowing to Zhang Xiaoqiang, which seems to be flattering.
"Brother Cockroach, the vegetable seeds you gave... to me last time... have sprouted..." Zhang Xiaoqiang heard the fat cook's stuttering report, stood up suddenly and stared at the cook with burning eyes, but the cook was caught by Zhang Xiaoqiang's He was so frightened that he sat back, until he saw the approval in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, he was relieved and reported to Zhang Xiaoqiang again... Zhang Xiaoqiang gave the cook some germinated crops to be planted by the cook. I gave some of the vegetable seeds I hoarded to the cook, and the cook slowly experimented with these seeds. He is a cook, so he naturally knows what vegetables will come out in which season. He first planted them in flower pots, but there are not many flower pots, and they cannot be used on a large scale. to plant.
Three of the thirty or so women that Zhang Xiaoqiang brought back from the meeting place were under his command, and two of them used to earn money by growing vegetables. He found some base fertilizer and mixed it in the soil, and then asked someone to help him build a greenhouse to keep the temperature difference inside as constant as possible. Now some vegetables have grown to half a foot high. Originally, he wanted to wait for the vegetables to grow enough to be edible. I was giving Zhang Xiaoqiang a surprise, who knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang actually asked him to attend the meeting, seeing everyone else doing work reports, he thought about his work for a long time and felt that there was nothing to talk about, and when his mind turned, he thought of Qingcui Vegetables, was hesitating whether to say it or not, and Zhang Xiaoqiang saw his uneasiness again... Only Zhang Xiaoqiang and He Wenbin were left in the meeting room. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at He Wenbin, who was getting more and more gloomy, and said, "Is the situation in the base okay now? Three Did they make any small moves?"
He Wenbin shook his head, looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said, "Others are fine, but the ammunition is starting to tense..."
He was interrupted by Zhang Xiaoqiang before he finished speaking. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at him and said, "Isn't there nearly ten million rounds of bullets? Why are you nervous? Is there someone doing something wrong?"
He Wenbin shook his head... Zhang Xiaoqiang has a lot of bullets for rifles in his arsenal, totaling nearly 7 million. The rest are carbine bullets and submachine gun bullets. Heavy machine guns have the fewest bullets. The five heavy machine guns have less than 300,000 rounds in total. Bullets, with Zhang Xiaoqiang's large-scale raids on zombies several times, only a little more than half of the machine gun bullets are left. Now that Zhang Xiaoqiang has doubled the combat team, the remaining bullets will not last long. The biggest effect of heavy machine guns is defense. But according to the current situation, even if the wall is built, the heavy machine gun can only be used as a display. If any organization or group of corpses attack the base, they can only fight back with rifles. Ordinary zombies are fine, but if they encounter d2 There is no way, the heavy machine gun can at least prevent d2 from approaching. If the heavy machine gunner has practiced his marksmanship, he can hit all the bullets at one point, and it is not impossible to kill d2
Zhang Xiaoqiang is speechless. He is a big spender. He likes to show off when he has something good. The machine gunner under him also has the same virtues as him. , Without the support of heavy machine guns, the automatic firepower will be insufficient, and it may not be able to deal with thousands of zombies. Now I have a lot of five-type submachine guns in my hand. If there are enough bullets, they can be used as light machine guns. And its The bullets are the same type as the bullets of the Type 81 rifle. Thinking of the Type 56 in the arsenal, his heart moved... The high wall is surrounded by circles of barbed wire. The black electric iron gate is wide open, and you can see inside Rows of low and solid buildings, dozens of scattered zombies wandering slowly in the open space inside the gate, the prison is built in the middle of a large open space, there are no trees or other buildings around, the four corners of the wall There is a tall guard post, white outer wall, white sentry post, rusty barbed wire and a large black iron gate, forming the prototype of a prison. The building can make people chill.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the roof of the Land Rover with a binoculars and observed slowly. Dozens of combat team members in full suits were standing under the car. Their clothing and weapons were divided into two types. A stabbing suit and a police body armor, a polymer police helmet on his head, a Type 95 assault rifle in his hand, and a Type 92 9mm pistol in the holster tied to his right leg, Zhang Xiaoqiang For this operation, he took out all the equipment at the bottom of the box. He asked the third son to pick out nine former soldiers to form an elite team and equip him with the best equipment and firearms. The others still carried Garland. As for the rifles, Zhang Xiaoqiang also thought about replacing them with Type 5 or 6 rifles, but he didn't bother to change them when he thought that they would have to get familiar with them again after changing the guns.
The third son looked at the familiar gate with a bad expression. At the beginning, there were only half of the dozens of big men rushing in, and now he was about to rush in again, and his heart was still a little tense. Their faces are not very good-looking. They have been soldiers, but they have never experienced battles. Many people followed Zhang Xiaoqiang to kill zombies, but they have never experienced hand-to-hand encounters with zombies in a narrow space, holding short assault rifles. The feeling of holding a shield is not real.
Zhang Xiaoqiang came prepared this time. He learned about the actual situation of the prison from his third son in advance, and he felt confident after knowing that most of the cells were locked. Although there were thousands of zombies inside, most of them were dead. There is no chance to get out of the cell, and there are not many cells that are opened, only hundreds of zombies. I have a man of fifty on my side, and they all have experience in fighting zombies, so there should be no big problem, the most important thing Yes, if the zombies are locked in a cell, they will not have the chance to touch the rain, so there will not be many evolved zombies, as long as they are careful, they will not encounter casualties.
Zhang Xiaoqiang jumped out of the Land Rover, opened the car door and began to organize his equipment, Jingwei Sword, Beast Horn Cone, Beast Horn Gun, and then checked the triangular thorns on his body, the Desert Eagle on his waist and the police dagger on his thigh, After thinking for a while, he took out a few grenades from his satchel and stuck them on the police belt. When he finished his preparations, Shangguan Qiaoyun stood behind him with a Garand rifle on his back, and then the rear door opened. Cheng Liang's black leather shoes stood under the car, and a handsome young man in a black windbreaker got out of the car. He was carrying a long-handled straight knife on his back, and looked at Zhang Xiaoqiang indifferently.
Zhang Xiaoqiang felt very upset when he saw the handsome Guo Fei, who was even more powerful than himself, but Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say much, now Zhang Xiaoqiang finally understood who Guo Fei was, he was a lunatic, someone who wanted to die at any time He is a lunatic, except for killing zombies, he hides himself in the dark at other times. He hopes that no one can see him. Of course, no one pays attention to him except the little girl named Minan who has been following him. .