The black-haired boy gave them a smile and said, "As long as I pull the trigger lightly, you won't be able to get 1 liter of your 9,000 liters of gasoline."
Changfeng Base said anxiously:
"Xiaoyi! You... "
"Xiaoyi, don't do stupid things!"
"Xiaoyi, put down the gun!"
The black-haired boy didn't respond, still holding the gun quietly looking at the members of the flames.
Hu Yang's face was full of astonishment: "Are you crazy? How good is it that you are a space system power user to join our flames, do you really dare to shoot?"
Hearing the words, the black-haired boy slightly deflected the muzzle and pulled the trigger. boom! A bullet rubbed his forehead and flew out, breaking a few strands of broken hair, leaving a scorched bloodstain on the side of the boy's fair forehead, showing a sneer at Populus euphratica:
"you try?"
The group of power users in the flame base were also stunned by this crazy move! How dare you shoot! If the gun is a little bit more biased, it will be brain-splashed!
"You, you release the gun first! Other conditions can be discussed later!" Hu Yang, who was also frightened, could only compromise.
Xu Yuncheng, who was standing beside the young man, came over and patted him on the shoulder. Only then did the black-haired boy lower the muzzle, but he did not close the gun or turn off the insurance. Xu Yuncheng said to the flame team:
"Let's drive to Huai'an Town together. At that time, Xiaoyi will unload the supplies in the space. Your truck can't go in, we Changfeng can lend you the van, and you and Xiaoyi will give you 9000 after retrieving the gasoline. rise, and then go their separate ways."
Changfeng Base has seized the initiative this time, and there is nothing to refute on the flames side. Anyway, it is for the sake of gasoline, and if you really want to shoot the other party in a hurry, it will not be worth the loss.
So after the two sides negotiated, they drove to Huaian Town. Vice-captain Hu Yang transferred 20 good players and squeezed into the van of Changfeng. The black-haired boy also pretended to take out the tent bedding and a few bags of expired rice and oatmeal in the space. Put them in a pile on the side of the road, indicating that this is all the belongings of Changfeng Base. After the other members of Changfeng saw it, they tacitly said that the people in the flame base must not covet their "precious materials", and pretended to be vigilant and guarded around the pile of junk.
The people at the Raging Flame Base naturally didn't see the clue. After laughing at the 'poverty' of the Changfeng Base, half of the people were left waiting in the truck. Anzhen drove away.
A certain alien was squeezed into the van, and the filaments that covered the entire town through the coverage area, observed the interior of the small gasoline depot:
Entering the small courtyard, there is a bungalow on the left. Enter through the gate, turn right and go through a long corridor before reaching the gasoline storage room. The whole layout is like a string of candied haws into three rooms, and there are only a few square plastic gasoline barrels left in the first warehouse. With nearly a hundred first- and second-level zombies, and the corpses of a dozen humans who were eaten before they became zombies, highly corrupted pus flowed all over the place.
It can be seen that many power users have paid attention to this gasoline depot, and they have also tried their best to remove many barrels of gasoline, and then left more lives.
Through the locked door of the first storage room, the gasoline barrels in the second room were almost intact, with hundreds of square barrels neatly placed there. But there are also dozens of first- and second-level zombies and two third-level zombies, as well as several pairs of bones that fell in front of the gate leading to the third gasoline depot. It should be that in the first room, a group of ability users were cornered by the zombies in the first room and could not break through. They could only run to the third room and try to lock the zombies in the second warehouse. However, before reaching the gate, they were chased by zombies and gnawed into skeletons. The superhumans in the outermost area could only lock the iron gate, locking the most powerful zombies and their companions inside together.
At this time, a person's sudden loud laughter interrupted the investigation of an alien.
"Changfeng's old, weak, sick and disabled can still call themselves bases! Haha, I'm dying of laughter." The thunder-type ability user with a face full of flesh said loudly.
"Yeah! It's a bunch of waste! There are not even a few second-level abilities."
"I don't think it's useless," replied a man with a tattoo on his side face, which attracted the surprised eyes of his companions, only to hear him continue: "The girl who was almost crying by us still has some use. Well."
The surrounding soldiers were quiet for a second after hearing the words, and then they pushed each other and burst into a burst of laughter.
The tattooed man was very satisfied with the sensation he caused, and then pointed to the handsome face of the black-haired boy, and said maliciously: "Not only that one, but this one is fine! Isn't it?"
The atmosphere in the carriage became more lively, and they waited for the teenagers to react in panic or shame.
The black-haired boy's expression didn't change, he just tapped, tapped, tapped the pistol with the safety on in his right hand, and let out a chuckle:
"Oh! Is it?"
Everyone's malicious or excited expressions instantly froze on their faces.
"Okay! Don't make trouble! There are still 2 kilometers to reach the destination. Let me talk about the attack plan." Hu Yang didn't want to provoke this lunatic, so he made a round of words and changed the topic. A few minutes later, the minivan finally dashed left and right through the chaotic streets of the town and came to the courtyard of the gasoline depot. Dozens of zombies can be clearly seen wandering in the courtyard from the gaps in the iron gate.
More than 20 ability users quickly got out of the car, not paying attention to them at all, leaving three people responsible for guarding the surrounding area, and the rest directly scattered their abilities and blasted the dozens of low-level zombies in the courtyard. In ten minutes, the zombies in the backyard were wiped out, and the group entered the gate of the bungalow with a flashlight.
"Turn left and go through the corridor to find the oil depot. Be careful with fire-type and thunder-type abilities, but don't blow up all of us in it!" Hu Yang ordered.
"The zombies here are so weak, those who want to die can only be killed by themselves." One of them teased, and more than 20 people walked through the dark corridor giggling. Several people lit the closed door with their flashlights. Under the dim light, they could see that two curved metal door handles were fixed together by a section of twisted steel bars.
"The power-based abilities did it," Hu Yang said, "be alert, there should be a group of zombies inside."
The group of power users behind him also put away their hippie smiles. The three third-level power users, including Hu Yang, stood at the front. The man twisted the rebar with great effort. Finally, the entangled steel bar was straightened by the big man and carefully pulled out.
"3, 2, 1, rush!" Hu Yang kicked open the iron gate first, and a few 20 people behind him showed their abilities and rushed in. There was light coming in from the window in the warehouse, but it was not dark. The flame team that rushed to the center was surrounded by nearly a hundred zombies swarming up. Populus euphratica quickly observed the surroundings while sending out pieces of wood thorns.
"There are too many zombies here! Gasoline is in the second warehouse, and they all break through!"
The gang of men obeyed their orders, and while reluctantly repelled the zombies that rushed up, they moved slowly towards the iron gate inside, and a certain alien was also pushed by them to the door. After the power-type ability user opened the door like the same method, dozens of people rushed in, pushing the zombies who wanted to squeeze in together, and closed the door again.
"This warehouse is full!"
"A lot of oil!"
The ability user turned his head to look at the oil drums piled on the shelf, and was dazzled by the great joy. He didn't notice the dozens of zombies ambushing in the shadow of the shelf, commanded by the third-level zombies.
"Come here, fast!" Hu Yang dragged the black-haired boy to the shelf.
A certain alien directly reached out and stroked the row of oil drums, and 10 barrels of 1,000 liters of gasoline were instantly loaded into the system space. Just when the flame team thought their mission was about to be successfully completed, a black shadow suddenly jumped out from the back of the shelf and bit the neck of the tattooed man!
"Not good! It's a third-level zombie!" Hu Yang shouted.
At the same time, the zombies hidden in the dark all rushed out to the power users!
"Retreat! Retreat!"
The tattooed man who was bitten to the neck was out of breath at this time, and was torn into pieces by the zombies. This also gave the flame team a chance to breathe, and they blasted away the surrounding zombies and fled. In the chaos, Populus euphratica and the black-haired boy were left far behind by the large army because of the gasoline. Seeing that the last team member escaped from the second storage room, Populus euphratica fired wood thorns in pieces, pulling a certain alien to run towards the door! But at this time, the dozens of zombies who failed to pursue them directly turned around, turned their targets and rushed towards the two! The tattooed man behind him was also completely eaten, leaving only a skeleton stained with blood. Two third-level zombies and a group of low-level zombies who were not full also got up and chased after the two plates of Chinese food!
As a third-level ability user, Populus euphratica was frantically firing wooden thorns like a dying struggle, but it didn't stop the zombies in the slightest.
The black-haired young man sighed, the filaments hidden on the door slammed hard, and the door closed with a bang, blocking the view outside the door.
At this moment, more than a dozen zombies were already biting at the two of them at the same time, and the black-haired boy's left arm suddenly grew into several black strands, which rolled up the nearby zombies and threw them out. The black silks lurking on the floor also removed their disguise and wrapped around the zombies standing on them.
Right now, touch! A gunshot!
An unsuspecting alien thumped and fell to the ground, blood gushing out from the bullet holes in his chest...