Yesterday Zhang Xiaoqiang and the others hadn't come back in the afternoon, Yang Ke'er became anxious, she pulled He Wenbin to ask him to send someone to look for Zhang Xiaoqiang, He Wenbin was also anxious, but he didn't dare to send someone.
First of all, it was getting late, so it was very dangerous to find people at night. Secondly, Zhang Xiaoqiang took away 80% of the guards of the base, and he dared not move the rest of the staff, because the base was the foundation.
The most important point is that if Zhang Xiaoqiang brought dozens of men with guns and hasn't come back yet, he is in big trouble. He Wenbin believes that it should not be a problem to escape alone with Zhang Xiaoqiang's skills. He wishful thinking that Zhang Xiaoqiang has not yet returned Coming back, the situation must be under Zhang Xiaoqiang's control, and there will be news tomorrow.
Yang Ke'er didn't care about He Wenbin's words, she not only looked for He Wenbin, but also an honest man, and finally found Zhang Huaian. Zhang Huaian immediately patted his chest and promised to get Zhang Xiaoqiang back, but how could he have the guts? He and a few people didn't even drive the car, and just stayed in several sentries on the construction site.
Yang Ke'er was persuaded by Zhang Huai'an to stay in the base, but she also had her own thoughts, so she found her own little follower, the child whose body and face had never been clean followed behind Zhang Huai'an, so Zhang Huai'an It's a cup.
Hearing Zhang Huaian's narration, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little dumbfounded. He nodded to let Zhang Huaian back down, and Wang Le got off the bus. He didn't look at Zhang Xiaoqiang, and went straight to the Type 92 infantry artillery, stroking the body of the cannon and cursing, He was scolding those who cleaned the barrel of the gun, after all, they were not professionals. The ninety-two gun was not cleaned carefully, some places were rusted, and there were some stains inside the barrel, which would affect the service life of the barrel.
When Yang Ke'er cried, it would be like Zhang Xiaoqiang complaining about He Wenbin, the honest man, and Zhang Huai'an. Speaking of Zhang Huai'an, Yang Le'er gritted her teeth angrily, and said, "I don't care, you must scold him severely, if not Miaomiao told me that I didn't know that this old guy hid himself and slept, it really pissed me off."
"Uh..., who is Miaomiao?" Zhang Xiaoqiang sounded like he was calling a cat, Yang Ke'er gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a blank look and said, "We've lived together for so long and still don't know someone else's name? It's sister Xu's child... "
Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't be bothered to listen, a boy actually had the same name as a cat, so wouldn't he be called "Wow?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang began to assign tasks, Zhang Huai'an took several of his subordinates to bring back the people and supplies captured at the gathering place today, and handed over to Zhang Huai'an with the third son.
Those men and women were ordered to walk towards the two buses, and Li Zhu was among them. When he saw that there were so many people who came to welcome Zhang Xiaoqiang, his heart felt at ease. Dozens of men in military uniform and helmets came, and they too were thoroughly honest.
Two men were carrying the clothes stretcher, on which lay the crippled Susie. During the movement of the stretcher, she kept looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang, at Yang Keer who was being held in Zhang Xiaoqiang's arms, at the man who was carrying Garland on his back. Standing behind Zhang Xiaoqiang, Shangguan Qiaoyun with a cold face looked at the huge convoy welcoming Zhang Xiaoqiang, and the honest man walking towards Zhang Xiaoqiang with more than a hundred subordinates with a proud face. Finally, she looked away and sighed. He breathed a sigh of relief, and then he was carried to the car... The honest man brought the large trucks and large cranes from the base today. He looked at the big iron gate of the prison, and his eyes were shining. It was a real national military product. Looking at it this way, it is stronger than the door that I plan to weld with steel plates.
Fifty men in military uniform lined up in five rows and waited for Zhang Xiaoqiang to review. These people were temporarily expanded this morning. Each of them had a machete and a compound shield, and half of them carried a copycat sniper crossbow on their backs. Twenty short-tailed crossbow arrows were stuck in a quiver made from a leather bag.
He Wenbin equips these trainee combatants with all the cold weapons made by Wang Le, not because they are reluctant to equip them with guns, but because these people have never touched a gun since they are so old, and they don't even know where to put the bullets. , might as well give them big swords and iron shields, at least they can use these things easily.
Everything was ready, and Zhang Xiaoqiang led his team several times bigger to the arsenal here. The journey was smooth, so smooth that Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't believe it. There were no zombies, all the zombies were in iron cages, and there were no rats. I saw a lot of dead rats along the way. They were all big rats that escaped after being injured, and half of them died on the side of the road.
When they saw the collapsed wall and mountains and seas of dead rats, the honest people and today's newcomers took a collective breath, while Zhang Xiaoqiang and the third son breathed a sigh of relief. Fighting against rats yesterday was truly amazing. a nightmare.
Looking at the dead rats all over the floor, Zhang Xiaoqiang asked the honest man to whisper a few words in his ear, the honest man looked embarrassed, and finally nodded.
All of Zhang Xiaoqiang's subordinates were divided into two groups. One group was sorting out the dead rats, peeled off the heads and tails of those that were still intact, and dried them on one side of the fire. The team members who had eaten the rat meat yesterday were delighted, and from time to time someone would feed the cooked rat meat into their mouths.
Looking at these dead rats, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt uncomfortable. Fortunately, these rats did not die for a long time, and there was no smell for the time being. There was no shortage of staple food in the base, but the shortage of meat was extreme. Those workers worked hard every day. Some women also went to help carry the ashes and poke them. It was all physical work. Although Zhang Xiaoqiang found a lot of bacon, he couldn't stand the crowd. Now, except for some of his own private goods, the base has no meat to eat.
The honest man and the third son took the honest weapons in the general arsenal to the open space outside, looking at the large dusty weapons, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a little emotional, these were all his, the former otaku , the once little man is now considered the overlord of one party, especially since he leveled up two gathering points in a row, and his subordinates are close to 700, and these people rely on him for food.
He was just a little bit happier when he saw the collapsed wall, and the tunnel entrance dug by the rats had been buried at the bottom. Thinking of Wang Chong, who jumped into the rats with a high-explosive bullet in his face, he felt very happy. Immediately disappeared without a trace.
Everyone else was busy, the third son was counting the ammunition, the honest man carried out a 92-type heavy machine gun with others, and Wang Le led a few people to overhaul a 54-type 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine gun. The bearded man in a suit with a rifle on his back was grilling rat meat and bragging to the newcomers about the deliciousness of rat meat.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't look at other people's busyness anymore, he walked under the collapsed wall and picked up a head-sized piece of concrete with steel bars attached to it and threw it aside. When the piece rolled on the ground, Zhang Xiaoqiang continued to pick up the next piece , He continued to slowly clean up the gravel under his feet.
When he picked up another broken piece and was about to walk up a few steps and throw it aside, a pair of slender plain hands took the broken piece from his arms. The owner of the plain hand was Shangguan Qiaoyun. Shangguan Qiaoyun didn't ask why, she He just took the pieces and went to the side to throw them away, then walked back and continued to pick up the pieces that Zhang Xiaoqiang cleared out.