Apocalypse Cockroach: Two hundred and ninety-two redemption storm 5 two/five more

In the early morning of the next day, the weather just cleared up, and the exchange points at the campsite were already crowded. There were more people on this day than yesterday. Most of them were concentrated on small exchange points, and there were many medium-sized exchange points, and large exchanges. No one ordered, as if discussed in advance. No one wants to make this early bird. They are willing to change a small amount a little and are not willing to be remembered by the camp.

Zhang Huai'an and Wang Le Lu Xiaobu looked at the crowd in front together, frowning tightly. Whether it’s recruiting staff or building a raft that can hold food, it will take time, but yesterday one day, scattered exchange eyes made the camp less Half of the stored grain is still on the premise that there is no large amount of exchange. If someone withdraws a large amount today, they really don't know what to do.

Eat Zao Zang, the exchange staff entered the staff one after another. They put up a big wooden sign at the table, which said 9:30 redemption, and then the guard with the rifle came in, guarded on the side, followed Countless rice bags filled with grain were pushed to the pounds by carts and accumulated.

One second after another, the exchangers did not speak or clamor, waiting for the beginning of the official exchange, looking at the countless people holding rice tickets, Zhang Huai'an’s throat was a little dry, and the grain could not be shipped in the afternoon The rafts are ready in place, they must get through today, or they will fall down before the food arrives.

When the sun is officially scorching, the exchange begins. The quiet scene is like a cold water splashing in a hot oil pan, making a lot of noise. The crowd is standing in a long line, looking at the food bags stacked in front at the tip of the toes, and those with heart Stare at the speed and frequency of using the camp to transport food.

"I want to exchange 20 tons of · · · · ·"

With a loud drink, the whole earthquake was lived. People turned their heads quietly and looked at the man who shouted to exchange for 20 tons. Three tons or more was considered a large exchange, and 20 tons was considered a large amount.

The shouting man is not very old. He has a fierce look, bald green skin, and there are more than ten vertical and horizontal scars on his green skin head, which adds to his momentum. As he looks left and right, the scar seems to come alive.

Behind him were more than a dozen men holding knives and sticks. Of course, the knives and sticks of these people were kept honestly on one side, and they didn’t even dare to point the blade towards the camp. Behind them, more than a hundred people pushed the cart. , Carrying a pole seems to be ready to carry.

Forty large-scale rice tickets of one-kilo-jin were sturdily dropped on the large-value exchange point. A man with a fierce look pretended to pose and looked up with his head, just a flash in his eyes. Fear and cramps from time to time prove that this man is not as fierce as he behaved.

The staff at the redemption point looked at the 40 large stamps on the table with steel stamps and engraved serial numbers, and turned their heads to look at Zhang Huai'an. Zhang Huai'an stared at the black rice face with black face The guy, hesitated for three or two seconds, nodded fiercely, and explained to the Wang Le around him:

"You go to see if there is any problem with the rice ticket, as long as there is a problem, Laozi picked his skin · · · ·"

The man didn’t know that he had made a big shot inadvertently. He was one of the newly emerging forces. The capital in his hands was not large, and his age was too small to survive the anxiety in his heart. He came and exchanged 20 tons of rice. His rice ticket was no problem, but he gave a head to other small forces, and some people came over to exchange.

There are more and more people changing, Zhang Huai'an's face is getting darker and darker, and the food reserves in the camp continue to decrease. They may not even be able to get food for dinner until the afternoon.

The time passed by one minute and one second. Zhang Huai'an and Huang Tingwei almost counted down to the end of the exchange at 11:30. Zhang Huai'an’s underwear and **** were all sweaty, not hot, so anxious, he had panicked for a long time. By the way, according to this posture, there is no need to stay up to 15 o'clock. I'm afraid he will run out of food in less than half an hour.

"What do you say about · · ·? Our grain has bottomed out. The people who manage the grain silo just reported that our rice is less than ten tons apart from the outside. Corn is still bad. Do they use corn as rice?"

Zhang Huai'an is also anxious. He came up with a way that is not the way to go. He is blaming himself. After the corn was transported back, he used the corn as an emergency food and pressed it against the bottom of the storehouse. Who would like to nibble the corn? I don’t know if this will happen. Once I don’t handle it well, I’m afraid all the plans will be lost.

"If I don’t want · · ·, I’ll go find Liu Zhenghua, let him prepare, and then forcefully disperse · · · ·"

Huang Tingwei also panicked. He can’t make rice. The only thing he can think of is to kill someone with a knife, let Liu Zhenghua come forward, and transfer the anger of the people to Liu Zhenghua. With the power of Liu Zhenghua, they will buy time for them. Start free exchange, that is, they only need one hour.

"No, · · · Liu Zhenghua has already said that as long as the food is fine, he will be fine, because he will not help us to suppress the whole gathering place, so we can only rely on ourselves."

Zhang Huai'an always likes to think about the worst result. There are still ten tons of rice and more than one hundred tons of corn in the camp, which is really not good. He used two pounds for one pound, how can he survive today, although it will be occupied by people It's cheaper, but it can stabilize people's hearts. If you don't have the confidence, who dares to use two pounds of grain to return one pound of grain?

"Let’s start looking for people now, three pounds of rice per day, we first give rice tickets · · · · · I did not say · · · ·"

Zhang Xiaotian couldn't help but interrupted. The word "miao" was said, and everyone else was glaring at him. He thought that it seems that the waste paper in the rice ticket is only a line away, and now it can only be eaten to the stomach. food.

"Go to · · and you will find someone~IndoMTL.com~ Three pounds of corn per person per day, to drag the corn out, we will give the corn first, they will go to the bath and change clothes, I would like people to wait for the boat, do not let the boat wait Person · · ·"

Zhang Huai'an can only come up with this method that is not the way to go. I hope to use corn to divert those people’s attention. After today, let’s say, Zhang Huai'an’s corn has just been put out, and Zhang Xiaotian has a horn to recruit workers on the spot, let alone, really Some people came, they were all poor people holding small rice tickets. They had three or four pounds for rice tickets. They didn’t know how long they had to wait in line.

Hundreds of people came scattered, and Zhang Xiaotian stood in front of them. They said that they would take them to Huxin Island to move food. Although it was meant for temporary workers, people in the distance also heard Seeing that the campsite looked very confident, some people could not bear the heat. They first ran aside to watch the excitement, but most people stood still and waited for the exchange. After all, no one saw the food on Huxin Island with their own eyes.

Huang Tingwei's eyes lit up when more than a dozen people withdrew from the exchange, and he thought of a wonderful way to let people see a safe way.

"Okay!!! This method is good, just do it. You will arrange for people to go to Huxin Island immediately. Everything has been your needs as the first goal. As long as this method is good, Elder Brother Cockroach will come back and tell you the merits · · · · ·"

Zhang Huai'an was delighted to hear Huang Tingwei’s method, and with this method, coupled with the evidence of the food shipped back, no one doubted that they had no food.

Huang Tingwei turned around to do his big business, Zhang Huai'an instructed the following people to use a forklift to move all the corn out and put it in front of the campsite. Thousands of sacks were neatly placed together. At the same time, it made the hot noon exchangers feel relieved.

"Old Zhang · · · Note · · · we have received fake food stamp · · ·"