Heavy Armoured Truck In Post-apocalyptic World

Chapter 266: Tractor wooden cart

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The mutated goat is officially named the Golden Sheep in the Eastern War Zone. The hair, skin, meat, and bones of the Golden Sheep are all valuable resources, and the gold core is of course the most precious.

However, Shen Cong kept the gold core as a "fuel" inventory for the totem engine.

When harvesting the fur of the golden sheep, Xiong Da fired a signal bomb into the sky, which made Shen Cong immediately alert. It took a lot of effort to control his intention to strangle Xiong Da's neck: "What are you doing!"

Xiong Da hurriedly explained: "This is the internal signal flare of our Storm Hunting Company. It is used to contact colleagues. We parked the truck pulling goods on the Jinhu Branch Expressway."

The facts were indeed as Xiong Da said. After a while, a large simple car appeared in Shen Cong's sight.

It has a wooden frame and is driven by a tractor-like front.

"Well, now the car is rusted to pieces. We can only cut wood to assemble this horse-drawn cart. The front of the car has to go to the iron man in the camp every two days to recharge and maintain it. Maintaining a car is a big burden. ." Xiong Da sighed and said that although he was nicknamed Xiong Da, he was relatively thin and had nothing to do with the Xiong Da in the animation.

Chen Qiang also forcibly got the nickname Bald Qiang. He has black hair parted in the middle and looks more gentle: "If we didn't meet Angkor today, our losses would be even worse. Xiong Er also had to join in... Big hair, stick, vegetable Cai, three people died all at once, how can I explain to their wives when I go back?"

Ruan Chao blamed himself and said: "It's all my fault. I thought the three golden sheep were separated. Who knew it wasn't..."

"Don't blame yourself. Hunting can never be smooth sailing. Ever since we ran away to start our own company, life and death, wealth and honor have been determined by heaven. If you don't obey, you have to obey orders." Lu Xiaofei said.

Shen Cong didn't know much about this: "Tell me about you and your company."

Xiong Da nodded and said: "Okay, you guys go and collect the golden sheep, and I will explain it to Angkor."

Before the end, influenced by European and American ideas, China's liberalism was also rampant.

The group of people who migrated from Nanjing were okay. After all, they were used to military management. However, many of the survivors rescued in Huai'an had lived independently for a long time, so they were not very accustomed to the management of war zones.

In addition, there will always be conflicts in the distribution of interests, so many people ran away from the eastern theater.

Would rather go out and try my luck.

In particular, some natural mutants (golden men) and mutated mutants (iron men) have evolved and become stronger on their own, and cannot easily die when they go out, so they are more inclined to liberalism.

Most of the people who survive the apocalypse are these Jin people.

There are more than 3,100 Jin people in the eastern theater, and there are at least a thousand Jin people in the camps outside.

It was impossible for the war zone to allow so many Jin people to escape management, but it could not effectively prevent the Jin people from escaping. In the end, they compromised by establishing camps outside the jurisdiction and opening up companies for registration. Wrap up the liberal survivors in the form of companies, and use this trade cooperation method to guide the survivors to rebuild their homes.

So the theater-camp-company system was perfected.

By now, basically the lives of the survivors here have stabilized, so many have chosen to reorganize their families.

The combination of golden people, iron people and ordinary people is the most common way. The golden people go out to work, and ordinary people do housework at home or prepare to have children.

"Now there are many new babies born in the eastern war zone. My child will be able to meet me next May. I have to fight hard to get him a piece of property. And I hope that he will grow up in a free environment, not We have been working since we were young. We started a company and handed it over to the next generation in the future... "

Xiong Da is about forty years old, his fingernails have become gold cores, and his speech has a quaint and twilight air.

Shen Cong couldn't deny this. How others lived had nothing to do with him.

After the tractor and wooden cart arrived, they also put the three dead golden men from the Storm Hunting Company on the cart. The people on the tractor were all ordinary people.

Everyone saw each other in silence and dragged the bodies of the three golden sheep onto the wooden cart.

The wooden cart is made of green trees and is very strong. The drag bucket is also very large, even more exaggerated than Donkey Kong. It is not overwhelmed by the huge size of the golden sheep.

After Xiong Da helped with the shipment, he asked Shen Cong: "Angkor, are you going back to the camp in Jinhu County with us to trade this batch of golden sheep, or what should you do?"

Shen Cong looked at the group of people from Baofeng Company, shook his head and said: "I won't go to Jinhu County. You transport the golden sheep back and convert them into two parts, one part money and one part green fruit. At three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, you will Bring the things here and give them to me, and we’ll discuss the second transaction.”

"Thanks to Angkor's trust, the money and green fruits will be delivered at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Xiong Da said cheerfully.

"You can go."

"Okay, let's go back now. We have to sell golden sheep and stock up on green fruits, so we have to hurry up. I'll bring wine over tomorrow afternoon and have a good chat with Angkor." Xiong Da clasped his fists again.

Xiong Er came over and said, "Brother Angkor, please give me your instructions if anything happens in the future."

Chen Qiang, Ruan Chao, Lu Xiaofei and others also came to say goodbye to Shen Cong.

Shen Cong was very impatient about this and just said indifferently: "I hope the cooperation can go smoothly. There will be many opportunities for cooperation in the future. If the cooperation does not go smoothly, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"Don't worry!" Xiong Da nodded, turned to greet the company's employees, started the tractor, pulled a load of goods, and returned to Jinhu County along National Highway 205.

Shen Cong returned to Donkey Kong and continued to study his totem engine.

On the wooden tractor, the people from Storm Hunting Company were discussing Shen Cong.

"Xiong Da, who do you think this Angkor is?" Ruan Chao asked.

Xiong Da pondered and said: "This brother Wu Jing should not be from the military or the war zone. He may be a survivor from other places. He doesn't know the official name of the Golden Sheep, and he doesn't know much about the company system. Probably He is a lone ranger, or maybe someone from a small camp, who came here to do trade.”

Lu Xiaofei said: "Then what should we do? Should we report it to the supervision brigade?"

Xiong Er glanced at Lu Xiaofei and said, "Straw Hat, Brother Angkor saved my life. Can you please stop stabbing me in the back?"

"Why did I stab him in the back? I also thank him, but his identity must be investigated clearly. You have also heard that the Eastern War Zone was in Nanjing before. How did he come here? Wasn't he killed by that death-eater? Forced here, what if Angkor has ill intentions towards the eastern theater?"

"Having bad intentions can save my life!"

"I'm just saying this, Xiong Er, please stop being naive. You have also died several times. Why do I feel that you are still so naive?"

"Who are you calling naive? Let me tell you, you either think the worst about people all day long or you are mature."

Seeing the two people arguing, Xiong Da frowned and shouted: "Okay, shut up. Wu Jing saved Xiong Er's life. We can't do anything like inserting a knife in the back."

After the drinking stopped, Xiong Da said again: "It's not because of Xiong Er, or if any of you were rescued, I made the same decision. But Straw Hat is right, the identity of the other party still needs to be found out, and I also feel that Wu Jing doesn't want to I talked about my identity, so I didn’t ask. Please be careful when doing transactions in the future. If the other party really has bad intentions, we will make plans.” (To be continued.)