Undead: 13.Chapter 13

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"Ouch," Chuncao said in amazement: "Fat sheep, this is."

The last wave of autumn tiger sun scorched the asphalt road, and several zombies in front of the highway wandered aimlessly. Zhou Rong slammed on the accelerator, knocked them into flight with a few bangs, and then stopped by the road.

A container truck maintained a rollover posture, the door opened wide, and the cab was splashed with black blood.

Yan Hao narrowed his eyes: "Isn't this the car whose surname was Feng last night?"

"They came to me this morning and asked if I could borrow a car and let them use their subjective initiative as an alpha to clean up the zombies in the surrounding area." Zhou Rong picked up the crowbar and jumped out of the car. On his arrogant short hair and sunglasses, the expression looks unkind: "I knew it was strange when I heard it. How diligent are these dumb alphas?"

Si Nan rarely took the initiative to express his views:

"Hmm."

Then Chuncao and Yan Hao distorted their expressions as they got out of the car.

"... Brother Rong is too shameless," Chuncao whispered.

Yan Hao nodded in a complicated mood.

"The Feng family is a powerful place. This Young Master Feng brought a group of men and women out to escape, can he bring nothing but cash?" Zhou Rong put the steel crowbar into the lock of the already distorted container, with both hands Grabbed, raised his foot against the rear door, and sneered: "I want to trick Lao Tzu’s car to move goods, the door...none..."

Zhou Rong said "Hey!", his arm spine muscles bulged, and he forcibly pried the container door open!

"Why don't you take the crowd one by one?" Yan Hao teased.

Zhou Rong threw a crowbar and opened the container door with his bare hands. He took two steps back in the bang:

"The collection of illegal firearms is the responsibility of the public security department." Zhou Rong politely said: "I have performed my duty for the Public Security Department of City B with friendship, no thanks."

The container is densely piled with rice noodles, biscuits, cans and various materials. There are a few guns on the wall of the container, all of which are six | four, five or six, and three micro-washes are thrown on the ground. It is shocking. There is an eight|nine machine gun.

Yan Hao maintained the posture of opening his mouth: "..."

"Nu...nice..." Chuncao leaped into the container a few steps, looked at a dozen boxes of bullets under her feet, and her voice trembled: "Why are you afraid of zombies with these? Just shoot and kill them. What does the individual run?"

"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 immediately collapsed. Amidst the chaos, they only knew that they were swarming forward. This is a matter of combat literacy. "

Yan Hao carefully observed the eight | nine styles, touched the barrel of the gun with a pilgrimage expression for a long while, and muttered: "I have never seen it since I was selected for 118. It turns out that the troops below have paid It's working. I thought it entered the history museum early..."

When the voice was not over, Zhou Rong gave him a kick: "This is too bad to pretend, go back and reinstall!"

Ten minutes later, under the bright sun, several people carried guns and bullets back and forth, sweating like rain.

"I said, Master Feng is okay. It shouldn't be a robbery of the police station. I heard them say that city b is now completely occupied. 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 very eight|nine style and micro punch have been obviously modified, and it may be purchased privately through black market channels."

Chuncao nodded ignorantly, Yan Hao held a 30-kilogram bullet box in his hand and threw it onto the armored vehicle with two bangs, saying: "There are bullets of all types. People who simply store guns won’t be so. The amount of ammunition should have been raided from scrapped military vehicles along the way... Don't they want to come back to move things? Then the ammunition will be gone, how do you explain it?"

Zhou Rong said coldly: "What kind of munitions, are there munitions? How could there be munitions in the escape vehicle of Mr. Feng Wentai, the top ten outstanding youth in the country?"

Zhou Rong wrapped the heavy machine gun bullets around himself, looking like an Asian version of Stallone. After shaking back to the armored car, he dumped the bullets on the board and slammed. After a sigh of relief, he moved around his neck with countless deep impressions.

"The rice, noodles and grains in this car can’t be moved, so I brought Feng Wentai back to let them personally confirm the integrity of our People’s Army. As for the Feng’s bodyguards, it’s useful for me to keep them. A few days after we set off to the b military district..."

Zhou Rong pushed his sunglasses, his face was full of sweat in the sun, showing a tough outline:

"The temporary shelter will be handed over to them, otherwise the more than 30 betas will not be able to hold for even a week."

Yan Hao asked: "You are finally willing to take everyone together, Captain?"

Zhou Rong said: "What else can you do, you are so dependent on me and love me."

"..." Yan Hao was silent for a few seconds, "Feng Wentai can't give the fertilizer factory to Feng Wentai, right? You can't push others out of the palace if something happens?"

Zhou Rong cherished the eight/nine type heavy machine gun, as if he was holding his eight-generation single-pass son in his arms, and his tone became particularly gentle: "Don’t be afraid, as long as they want to hold the government’s thigh, we will Before the military region came back, they would not dare to go too far. Besides, for their own safety, they have to participate in protecting the fertilizer plant, and then I will hand out the supplies...the CMB key to the doctor named Zheng..."

Zhou Rong suddenly raised his head: "Why are we both working?!"

Si Nan and Chuncao stopped chewing at the same time, but it was too late.

Zhou Rong unpacked the boxes three times, and saw the innermost layer of the container, cheap girls and supernumerary combatants squatting head to head, each with a can in his hand, eating right away.

"..." Zhou Rong took a deep breath, and suddenly caught sight of the types of canned food, and was immediately angry:

"You two are almost the same! When are you, what caviar?!"

Chuncao trembling and pointing to Sinan: "I, I, I don't know anything, he said this is valuable and delicious..."

Si Nan took a spoon and explained: "I'm not in the system, so I don't need to follow your instructions."

Zhou Rong went up and couldn't help taking away the canned food of the two of them. He drove Chuncao to move things like a chicken, and poked Sinan’s brows to teach him: "Don’t fry canned luncheon meat or eat compressed biscuits without filling. The idea of ​​playing chicken sheds all day long, is it going to find a cow to milk you specifically? Who is used to this spoiled problem?"

Si Nan looked at him coldly.

"Count all the materials on the container truck within half an hour, otherwise the canned food will be handed over to the country." Zhou Rong patted him on the head and said majesticly: "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 squatted on the side to record the total weight of the rice bag.

Not far away, Sinan sat in the back 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 got up and said, "Okay, let's go back to camp!" He jumped out of the container and returned to the armored car. When he passed by Sinan, he viciously stuffed the can of caviar back into his hand. .

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Feng Wentai circulated around in the front yard of the fertilizer factory, and finally waited until the biochemical armored vehicles of the special forces came back, and immediately stood still. Although he tried to calm down, his eyes still couldn't hide a trace of anxiety.

"Yo Master Feng, what are you doing?" Zhou Rong poked his head out of the car and smiled.

Feng Wentai walked forward quickly, smiling, just about to say something, Zhou Rong slowly interrupted him:

"Oh yes, I have to tell you something. We found the truck that you rolled over last night on the side of the highway. There were a lot of supplies in it, and we wondered if you should move everything. Come back..."

Feng Wentai's most worried thing happened, and his complexion instantly became stiff.

"Don't worry, nothing moved. Those rice noodles, oil, grains and medical blankets are there." Zhou Rong said with a smile: "You can't take the common people one stitch and one thread, you have to take the initiative to hand in the country."

"..." Feng Wentai said immediately: "You don't have to be so troublesome. Captain Zhou can hand it in for you."

Of course, Zhou Rong immediately stated that this cannot be done, he must be disciplined, and cannot privately dispose of the personal property of the victims. The two retreated back and forth like a saw for a long while, Feng Wentai lived up to expectations and won. Zhou Rong did not give up, and reluctantly accepted his supplies on behalf of the 30 or so refugees from the fertilizer factory.

Feng Wentai rubbed his hands and smiled: "There is one more thing. I really don’t want to tell you that I’m an army fan. There are some things in the container, which are my personal collection in the past. It has been modified, but it’s actually not lethal..." /

Zhou Rong was confused: "What?"

"Yes," Feng Wentai seemed a little hard to tell: "It was given by my military fan friends when I was studying abroad...a few Uzi Chongs..."

"Oh, I didn't see it!" Zhou Rong patted his thigh: "Are you sure you are in the car?"

Feng Wentai nodded.

Zhou Rong said regretfully: "That's a good thing. It must be picked up. Why didn't you tell me last night? If you knew it earlier, you took it to you last night. How could it be returned? In?"

Despite the premonition, Feng Wentai choked up a bit of blood when he saw Zhou Rong's innocent expression.

"—brother," Zhou Rong ignored Feng Wentai's face and forcibly hooked his neck and walked into the courtyard.

"In the next two days, we plan to take a trip to City B to find Xiangzi and his father in the military area. You know, these leaders have special refuges, and Minister Guo doesn't want his grandson to take risks outside..." /

Feng Wentai repeatedly said: "Yes, yes."

"We plan to go back and forth in three days, no more than one week at most. During this time, you and your subordinates may be a bit tired. Help take care of this fertilizer plant. The survivors on the 36th are from us. It was rescued by City t." Zhou Rong stopped, pressing Feng Wentai’s shoulders, and solemnly said: "When we come out of the b military area, we will specifically take all the people who accompany you in the crisis into the shelter. ."

What Feng Wentai wanted to ask, Zhou Rong lowered his voice and said, "Of course it's not the kind of people's refuge that collects as much as a concentration camp...you know, man."

Of course Feng Wentai can appreciate this, but he nodded, his expression still a little hesitant: "Captain Zhou will come out from the military area to pick us up, will it be too risky? Let's go together anyway. The minibus is enough to ride..."

Although the words are nice, Master Feng's concern is very obvious-who knows if you will return from the b military district to pick us up?

The firearms have been taken away by you. At that time, you will enter the chief’s refuge to enjoy your own blessings and leave everyone in this fertilizer factory to fend for themselves, which is very bad.

Zhou Rong sighed heavily in his suspicious gaze: "I don't want to, Brother Feng! But the ground in city b has basically fallen. If you drive in, you will be charged this way..." He pointed his finger Direction to the factory dormitory: "Did you see the pregnant woman?"

Feng Wentai is full of doubts.

"Why do you think we took a pregnant woman so far? That's Xiangzi's...that!"

Zhou Rong shook his head in pain, his face was full of no good expression: "If it weren’t for the surname Guo in the stomach, we would have gone into the military zone by ourselves, and what are we doing in this fertilizer factory? !"

Feng Wentai finally realized that everything he couldn't understand was explained before him.

"You understand, we can't help it. But fortunately, the chief can send a helicopter. As long as everyone insists on our return from the military area and the helicopter is picked up, everyone is safe." Zhou Rong patted Feng Wentai hard. Arm, smiled and said: "Brother Feng, you work hard, this is natural..."

"Understand, everyone is our own, Brother Zhou doesn't have to share 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. I am not."

He rushed to the bodyguard who was waiting at the entrance of the factory building and waved and said, "Call Lu Hui over."

Lu Hui is the man with spectacles. There is a large horrible black green in his throat. Zhou Rong's elbow was pressed against the wall last night and he was stuck in front of everyone.

"I must let this unsuspecting subordinate apologize to the little brother," Feng Wentai said earnestly: "This matter is very bad, and I must behave like this. Brother Zhou, please forgive me for my pains..."

The two men backed down like a saw-saw for a long while. Zhou Rong lived up to the expectations and failed again. He had to reluctantly and shouted: "Si Nan!"

Si Nan turned around from the armored car.

Zhou Rong was very afraid that he was still eating the bottle of strawberries in syrup. He took a closer look and felt that he did not hold anything like a bottle in his hand, so he waved: "Come here!"

Si Nan was relatively obedient to the organization in front of outsiders. He walked slowly when he heard the words, but when he went to the nearby Zhou Rong, he saw a small piece of dry pink sugar water on the corner of his lips.

"..." Zhou Rong couldn't help but grabbed him, and wiped his thumb twice.

Si Nan turned his head vigorously to avoid, and glanced at him coldly.

——The murderous look in his eyes instantly reminded Zhou Rong that when he was in t city, the man rode a motorcycle out of the sea of ​​corpses, and the cold and sharp eyes under the helmet were exactly the same as this moment.

The villain in Zhou Rong's heart immediately surrendered.

"This is the one who pulled you last night." Brother Zhou Rong hugged Sinan nicely, and whispered: "He wants to apologize to you face to face, here, this is how you are invited."

Lu Hui was tall and gloomy. He seemed a little unwilling to move. Feng Wentai glared at him before kneeling on one leg reluctantly. He knelt down another leg after a while.

"I accidentally slipped my hand last night." His throat was injured, and his voice was a little grumbling and vague, saying: "I'm sorry, brother don't mind."

Si Nan stood silently, expressionless, without saying a word.

His profile is particularly sharp under the outline of a black slim-fitting vest, because the legs are very long, the camouflage pants can only be worn by one size, the waistband is loosely hung on the crotch by the belt, and Zhou Rong's feet are on his feet. A pair of high-top military boots.

The noon sun reflected his cold white cheeks, dimly shining through.

Feng Wentai's eyes moved slightly, and he coughed as a cover: "Captain Zhou, the little brother is really...excellent and handsome, I can't find a word to describe it..."

He turned around and cursed his subordinates: "You bastard! Kneeling straight and showing to someone, don't you kowtow?!"

Lu Hui swallowed his anger and lowered his head. Unexpectedly, as soon as he bent over, his shoulder was stepped on by a certain shoe sole.

Si Nan kicked one foot.

——His movements are very light, but Juli makes this alpha stagger in an instant and rolls back!

Then he withdrew his foot in Feng Wentai's unspeakable gaze, wiped the sugar stains from the corners of his mouth, and left without saying a word.