"Ouch," Chuncao said stunned, "Fat sheep, this is it."
The last wave of autumn sun scorched the asphalt, and a few zombies wandered aimlessly in front of the road. Zhou Rong slammed on the accelerator, knocked them flying with a few bangs, and stopped by the side of the road.
A container truck maintained a rollover position, the door was wide open, and the cab was splashed with black blood.
Yan Hao narrowed his eyes: "Isn't this the car surnamed Feng last night?"
"They came to me early this morning and asked if I could borrow a car and let them use their Alpha's subjective initiative to go to the surrounding area to clean up zombies." Zhou Rong picked up a crowbar and jumped out of the car, the sunlight reflected on him On the arrogant short hair and sunglasses, how do you look at the expression that is malicious: "As soon as I heard it, I knew there was something strange. These idiots Alpha are so diligent?"
Si Nan rarely took the initiative to express his views:
"Um."
Afterwards, Chun Cao and Yan Hao, who got off the bus, distorted their expressions.
"... Brother Rong is too shameless," Chuncao whispered.
Yan Hao nodded in a complicated mood.
"The Feng family is a local tyrant. This young master Feng came out with a group of men and women to escape, can he bring nothing but cash?" Zhou Rong inserted a steel crowbar into the lock of the already distorted container, grabbed it with both hands, Lifting his foot against the rear door, he sneered, "I want to deceive Lao Tzu's car to move goods, the door... all... no—"
With a sound of "Hey!", Zhou Rong's back muscles bulged, and he forced the door of the container open!
"What about not taking the masses one by one?" Yan Hao teased.
Zhou Rong threw the crowbar at random, opened the container door with his bare hands, and took two steps back with a loud bang: "It is the responsibility of the public security department to collect illegal firearms." Zhou Rong said politely: "I am friendly for the Public Security Department of City B. I did my duty, thank you."
Rice noodles, biscuits, canned boxes and various supplies were densely piled in the container. There were several guns hanging on the wall of the box, all of which were six or four types, five or six types. .
Yan Hao kept his mouth open: "..."
"Cow... Awesome..." Chuncao jumped into the container in a few steps, looking at the dozen boxes of bullets under his feet, and even his voice trembled: "What are you afraid of zombies with these, just shoot and kill, what were those people running for last night?"
"Because it's too late." Zhou Rong replied to her: "Hundreds of zombies swarmed up in the dark night, and those with poor psychological quality collapsed immediately. In the chaos, they only knew that a swarm of bees ran forward. This is a problem of combat literacy."
Yan Hao carefully observed the 89-style gun, touched the barrel of the gun with a pilgrimage-like expression for a long time, and muttered: "I haven't seen it since I was selected for 118, so it turns out that the troops below are still using it. I thought it was in the history museum early...”
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Rong gave him a kick: "It's too bad to pretend, go back and reload!"
Ten minutes later, under the bright sun, several people carried guns and bullets back and forth, sweating like rain.
"I said, Master Feng, it's okay, it shouldn't be a robbery of the police station. I heard them say that City B is now completely occupied, so it's not surprising what this group of people did..."
Zhou Rong interrupted the panting Chuncao: "No, it should be a private collection. You see, this 89-style and Weichong have obviously been modified, and they may have been purchased privately through black market channels."
Chuncao nodded ignorantly, Yan Hao carried a 30kg bullet box in one hand, threw it onto the armored car with a bang, and said, "There are various types of bullets, and people who simply collect guns will not have that much ammo. It should have been looted from the scrapped military vehicles along the way... Don't they want to come back and move things? When the arms are gone, how to explain?"
Zhou Rong said coldly: "What kind of arms, are there arms? How could there be arms in the escape car of Mr. Feng Wentai, one of the ten outstanding young people in the country?"
Zhou Rong wrapped the heavy machine gun bullets around himself, looking like an Asian version of Stallone. After swaying back to the armored vehicle, he dumped the bullets on the car board and sighed sharply. Moving left and right, he was pressed out of countless deep impressions on his neck.
"The rice, noodles and grain in this car can't be moved. I will bring Feng Wentai back and let them confirm with their own eyes that our people's army is clean and innocent. As for the bodyguards of the Feng family, it is useful for me to keep them. After setting off for the B military district…”
Zhou Rong pushed on his sunglasses, his face was covered in sweat under the sun, showing a stubborn and tough outline: "The temporary shelter will be handed over to them, otherwise more than 30 Betas may not be able to hold for even a week."
Yan Hao asked: "Are you finally willing to take everyone to action, Captain?"
Zhou Rong said: "Then what else can you do, you are so dependent on me and love me."
"..." Yan Hao was silent for a few seconds, "Can't you hand over the fertilizer factory to Feng Wentai? You can't push others to the rear when something happens?"
Zhou Rong cherished the Type 89 heavy machine gun, as if he was holding his own son who had passed down from eight generations, and even his tone became extraordinarily gentle: "Don't be afraid, as long as they still want to hug the government's thigh, they will do it before we return from the military area. Don't dare to go too far. Besides, for their own safety, they all have to participate in the protection of the fertilizer plant. When the time comes, I will distribute the supplies... The CMB key will be handed over to the doctor surnamed Zheng... "
Zhou Rong suddenly raised his head: "Why are we the only two working?!"
Sinan and Chuncao stopped chewing at the same time, but it was too late.
Zhou Rong ripped open the pile of boxes, and saw that in the innermost layer of the container, cheap girls and non-staff fighters were squatting head to head, each holding a can, and they were eating deliciously.
"..." Zhou Rong took a deep breath, suddenly caught a glimpse of the type of canned food, and immediately became angry: "You two are almost the same! What time is it, what kind of caviar are you eating?!"
Chuncao shivered and pointed at Sinan: "I, I, I don't know anything, he said this is valuable and delicious..."
Sinan explained with a spoon, "I'm not in the system, so I don't need to follow your instructions."
Zhou Rong went up and said that he took the canned food from the two of them. He drove the spring grass to move things like a chicken, and poked Sinan's eyebrows as a lesson: "Don't eat canned luncheon meat without frying, and don't eat compressed biscuits without the filling, all day long. He even had the idea of a chicken coop. Would you like to find a cow to milk you for a drink? Who is used to this kind of coddling?”
Sinan looked at him coldly.
"Check all the materials on the container truck within half an hour, otherwise the can will be turned over to the state." Zhou Rong patted his head and said solemnly, "Go!"
Half an hour later, Yan Hao slammed the mineral water tank back to the ground, wiped his sweat, and said, "Two hundred and sixteen."
"Five hundred kilograms," Zhou Rong staggered and squatted on the side to record the total weight of the rice bag.
Not far away, Sinan sat in the rear compartment of the armored vehicle, and continued to eat his canned food with his feet crossed. This time he changed a can of strawberries in sugar water, and occasionally fed two spring grasses.
Exhausted, Zhou Rong clapped his hands and stood up and said, "Okay, let's call it a day and go back to camp!" After that, he jumped out of the container and returned to the armored vehicle. When he passed by Sinan, he shoved the can of caviar back into his hand.
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Feng Wentai circled around in the front yard of the fertilizer factory. After finally waiting for the biochemical armored vehicles of the special forces to return, he immediately stood still. Although he tried his best to calm down, he couldn't hide a trace of anxiety in his eyes.
"Yo Young Master Feng, what are you doing?" Zhou Rong stuck his head out of the car and smiled.
Feng Wentai hurried forward to meet him with a smile on his face. Just as he was about to say something, Zhou Rong interrupted him leisurely: "Oh yes, I have something to tell you. We found you on the side of the road that rolled over last night. That truck, with a lot of supplies in it, was wondering if you should bring everything back..."
Feng Wentai's most worrying thing happened, and his face suddenly stiffened.
"Don't worry, nothing has moved. Those rice, flour, oil, grain, medicine, blankets, etc. are all there." Zhou Rong said with a smile: "You can't take the common people one by one. You have to take the initiative to hand it over to the state."
"..." Feng Wentai said immediately: "Don't be so troublesome, Captain Zhou will just hand in the hand for me."
Of course, Zhou Rong immediately said that he could not do this. He had to be disciplined and could not handle the personal property of the affected people without permission. The two retreated back and forth like a saw for a long time. Feng Wentai won the victory, but Zhou Rong could not give in. Reluctantly, he accepted his supplies on behalf of the thirty or so refugees of the chemical fertilizer factory.
Feng Wentai rubbed his hands together and smiled: "There is one more thing. To be honest, I am a military fan. There are some things in the container that are my personal collection in the past. They have been modified, but they are not really lethal..."
Zhou Rong was confused: "What?"
"That's right," Feng Wentai seemed a little hard to say: "It was given by my military fans and friends when I was studying abroad... a few Uzi Weichao and so on..."
"Oh, I didn't see it!" Zhou Rong patted his thigh: "Are you sure you're in the car?"
Feng Wentai nodded.
Zhou Rong said regretfully: "That's a good thing, and it must be picked up by others. By the way, why didn't you tell me last night? If I had known earlier, I would have taken it for you last night. How could it be still here?"
Although he had a premonition, when he saw Zhou Rong's innocent expression with his own eyes, Feng Wentai choked on his old blood instantly.
"—Dude," Zhou Rong ignored Feng Wentai's expression, forcibly hooked his neck, and walked into the courtyard.
"We plan to go to City B in two days to find Xiangzi's old man in the military region. You know, these chiefs have a special shelter, and Minister Guo doesn't want his grandson to take risks outside..."
Feng Wentai said repeatedly: "Yes, yes."
"We plan to go back and forth for three days, no more than a week at most. During this time, you and your subordinates may be a little tired. Help take care of this fertilizer plant. The survivors of No. 36 are rescued from T City. Come out." Zhou Rong stopped, pressed Feng Wentai's shoulder, and said solemnly: "After we come out of the B military area, we will specially take everyone who is with you in this moment into the shelter."
What Feng Wentai wanted to ask, Zhou Rong lowered his voice and said, "Of course it's not a concentration camp-style shelter for the people... You know, man."
Feng Wentai can understand this, of course, but he nodded, and there was still some hesitation in his expression: "Will it be too risky for Captain Zhou to come out of the military area to pick us all up? Let's go together, anyway, the CMB The car is enough to sit…”
Although it sounds nice, Master Feng's concern is very obvious - who knows if you will return from the B military area to pick us up
The firearms have already been taken away by you. Then you will go to the chiefs' shelter to enjoy yourself, and leave everyone in this fertilizer factory to fend for themselves, which is very bad.
Zhou Rong sighed heavily in his suspicious eyes: "It's not that I don't want to, Brother Feng! But the ground of City B has basically fallen. If you drive in, you will be charged along the way..." He pointed to the direction of the factory dormitory with his finger: "Did you see the pregnant woman?"
Feng Wentai was full of doubts.
"Why do you think we took a pregnant woman all the way? That's Xiangzi's... that!"
Zhou Rong shook his head sadly, his face full of expressions that he didn't know what to say: "If it wasn't for the surname of Guo in the stomach, we would have already entered the military area by ourselves, and what are we still doing in this fertilizer factory!"
Feng Wentai finally realized, and felt that everything in front of him that he couldn't understand had an explanation.
"You understand, we can't do anything about it. Fortunately, the chief can send a helicopter. As long as everyone persists until we return from the military area and the helicopter picks up, everyone is safe." Zhou Rong patted Feng Wentai's arm hard. He smiled and said, "Brother Feng, you have worked hard and made great achievements, this is natural..."
"Understood, everyone is my own, Brother Zhou doesn't have to live with me." Feng Wentai pondered for a moment, and then said sincerely: "Thanks to Brother Zhou for helping me last night, your little brother was wronged, it's yours, isn't it? ."
He waved to the bodyguard who was waiting at the door of the factory not far away, and said, "Call Lu Hui here."
Lu Hui is the man with glasses. There is a large black green on his throat. He was forced out by Zhou Rong's elbow against the wall last night in front of everyone.
"I have to ask this unsatisfactory subordinate to apologize to the little brother," Feng Wentai said earnestly: "This matter is very bad, and we must set an example. Brother Zhou, please forgive me for my painstaking efforts..."
The two retreated like a saw for a while, and Zhou Rong failed again to live up to expectations.
Sinan turned his head from the armored car.
Zhou Rong was very afraid that he was still eating the bottle of strawberries in syrup. He looked at it carefully and felt that he didn't have a bottle or jar in his hand, so he waved, "Come here!"
Sinan was relatively obedient to the organization in front of outsiders. He heard the words and walked slowly. As a result, when Zhou Rong came closer, there was a small piece of dried pink sugar water on the corner of his lips.
"..." Zhou Rong couldn't help but grabbed him and smeared twice with his thumb.
Sinan turned his head hard to avoid him, and gave him a cold glance.
——The murderous look in his eyes reminded Zhou Rong instantly that in T City, this man rode a motorcycle from the sea of corpses of thousands of horses, and the cold and sharp eyes under his helmet were exactly the same as at this moment.
Zhou Rong's inner villain immediately surrendered.
"This is the one who pulled you last night." Brother Zhou Rong hugged Sinan nicely and coaxed in a low voice, "He wants to apologize to you in person. Well, that's why he invited you over."
Lu Hui was tall and gloomy, and seemed a little reluctant to move. Feng Wentai glared at him before he reluctantly knelt down on one leg, and after a while, he knelt down again.
"Last night, I accidentally slipped my hand." His throat was injured, and his voice was a little murmured. He said, "I'm sorry, brother, don't mind."
Sinan stood silently, expressionless, without saying a word.
His silhouette is particularly neat under the outline of the black slim vest. Because of the long legs, the camouflage trousers can only be worn one size larger. The waistband of the trousers is loosely hung on the crotch by the belt, and on his feet is a pair of high tops that Zhou Rong found for him. Army boots.
The midday sun reflected on his cold, white cheeks, and the light was dimly revealed.
Feng Wentai's eyes moved slightly, and he coughed to cover it up: "Captain Zhou, this little brother is really... He is very skilled and handsome, and I can't find words to describe it..."
He turned around and scolded his subordinates: "You bastard! Who is standing upright on your knees, and you still don't kowtow?!"
Lu Hui swallowed his anger and lowered his head. Unexpectedly, as soon as he leaned over, his shoulder was stepped on by a sole.
Sinan kicked with one foot.
—His movements were very light, but Ju Li made this Alpha stumble instantly and roll backwards!
Immediately afterwards, he withdrew his feet under Feng Wentai's indescribable gaze, wiped the candy from the corner of his mouth, and left without saying a word.