Kill the chicken to scare the monkey.
After killing those people just now, there was still a large group of people standing in the distance, looking at Li Yu and those people with shock on their faces.
These people didn't speak when they faced the woman, and they didn't speak when they were talking to the people Li Yu and others had just killed.
This group of people has the largest number of people.
Li Yu did not embarrass them. With the establishment of the Petroleum City Walled Branch in the future, some partners will definitely be needed to help with some things.
These people may be able to use it in the future.
The other side.
With the help of dozens of people from Lao Huangtou, Ju Tianrui and the others moved much faster.
So Ju Tianrui asked half of the people to drive the vehicles filled with supplies back to the oil city, and then return.
Suddenly, at this time, the woman who had been standing by and watching Li Yu and the others, hesitating, did not feel scared after seeing Li Yu and the others killing those people. Instead, her face was full of excitement, and she mustered up the courage to go to Li Yu and the others.
Come.
But before he could get close to Li Yu, Yang Tianlong who was standing next to him pointed a gun at him and stopped him in his tracks.
The imperial concubine looked at the dark muzzle of the gun, took a deep breath, and said to Yang Tianlong: "I want to see your leader."
Cannon and Li Gang who were nearby heard the sound and cast their sights on her.
Yang Tianlong hesitated for a few seconds and shouted to Li Yu behind him: "Xiaoyu, this woman is looking for you."
When Li Yu heard this, he frowned and shouted to Yang Tianlong: "Let her come over."
After Yang Tianlong heard what Li Yu said, he put down the gun and took her towards Li Yu.
Li Yu looked at the woman in front of him with no expression on his face.
He said in a neutral tone: "What's the matter?"
The imperial concubine first looked at Li Gang and the others, and then said: "Thank you for saving me. I want to kill the old ghost all the time. You helped me avenge myself. I... I want to join you to repay
Your life-saving grace.”
Li Yu raised his eyebrows, not too surprised.
Replied: "What can you do?"
The imperial concubine was stunned when she heard this. What could she do?
She recalled her working life before the apocalypse. She originally came from a good family and studied abroad at a young age. After graduating with an MBA, she entered the modeling industry by chance.
What can models do in the apocalypse? It seems... nothing can be done.
In addition to modeling, she loves archery, and her archery skills are very good and can reach the professional level. When she was a child, she also dreamed of becoming a professional archer when she grew up, but...
The imperial concubine thought for a long time, bit her lip and said to Li Yu: "I can shoot arrows, I can kill zombies, and I can also help you kill people..."
As she said that, she looked at the people on the ground who had been killed by Li Yu and others.
In her opinion, the actions of people like Li Yu won her heart. Through the behavior just now, the imperial concubine deeply felt that these people in front of her were not ordinary people, and there seemed to be a voice in the dark telling her: This is
It's a rare opportunity.
Li Yu stared at her eyes for a long time, as if he wanted to distinguish whether her words were true or false.
He didn't know why, but seeing her eyes reminded him of Song Min.
When Li Yu met Song Min, Song Min's eyes were exactly the same as hers.
Later, Song Min also performed very well in the Da Zhangshu base and became one of Li Yu's most loyal people.
He is not afraid of zombies and carries out the orders given by Li Yu without hesitation.
Li Yu likes this kind of sensible person, who is very easy to use.
The icing on the cake is not as good as providing help when it is timely.
So he said to Li Gang: "Get a crossbow from the car."
Hearing this, Li Gang nodded, and then got into the car.
Soon, he brought down a pair of crossbows.
Li Yu signaled and asked him to hand the crossbow and an arrow feather to the imperial concubine.
Li Gang handed it to her, and the imperial concubine looked at Li Gang and said, "Thank you."
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Li Yu doesn't believe this woman now.
But with so many of them, and all of them holding firearms, giving her a crossbow would not be a threat.
The reason why I gave her a crossbow was to test whether she could shoot like she said.
Another more important aspect is honesty. If she doesn't even operate the crossbow correctly, it means that this woman is completely talking nonsense and lying in order to join.
Li Yu doesn't like people who lie.
After Li Yu saw her pick up the crossbow, he simply calibrated it. Her movements looked quite sophisticated.
Then he pointed to a building a hundred meters away, "The building on the far right, on the fourth floor, the hole under the third window, do you see it?"
The imperial concubine looked at the small hole and nodded.
"Try it."
The imperial concubine's face suddenly became serious, she stepped forward with her legs horizontally, then raised the crossbow and pulled the string.
Li Yu looked at her actions and nodded secretly in his heart.
Just by relying on this action, it can be seen that she has practiced it.
call--
The imperial concubine let out a breath and decisively loosened the bow string.
Whoosh——
The arrow accurately hit the hole a hundred meters away.
After seeing the shot, the imperial concubine's face lit up. She didn't know that this was a test.
Fortunately, she hit it.
Li Yu nodded with satisfaction. Anyway, this woman's archery skills are pretty good.
After shooting the arrow, the woman handed the crossbow into Li Gang's hands.
Li Yu looked at her and asked, "What's your name?"
"Concubine."
Li Yu frowned and said, "I said your name, not your nickname."
The woman blushed instantly, lowered her head and said with some embarrassment: "Guifen."
"The osmanthus' osmanthus, the fragrant fragrance?" Li Yu asked.
"Yes." When the woman heard Li Yu calling her by her real name, she picked her feet in embarrassment.
Li Yu didn't pay attention to this and said to her: "You want to join us, but you also need to pass some assessments and make contributions, so be it."
He turned to Cannon and said, "Cannon, please tell her our rules and then ask her to move her things."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Cannon nodded, and then briefly talked to her about the rules here. There is no free lunch in the world, and she did not join directly, but only as a collaborator.
Food can only be obtained by completing certain tasks.
After listening to Cannon's introduction, the imperial concubine did not flinch, but went directly to Old Huangtou who was carrying things.
Ju Tianrui saw her coming, so he went to Li Yu to understand the situation. After understanding the situation, Ju Tianrui knew how to deal with it.
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The other side.
Something also happened over there with Uncle San and others.
When Uncle San and the others arrived there, they happened to see some remnants of the motorcycle gang about to flee.
Under the pursuit of Uncle San and others, these remaining motorcycle gang members were quickly annihilated.
This food-growing area colonized by motorcycle gangs is very large. It is not surrounded by walls. Instead, it is surrounded by some simple wooden railings. There are also many wooden railings that are damaged and have big holes. It looks like
It doesn't look very solid.
The food grown above is not growing well.
Many of them were withered and dead, and some showed signs of being trampled by zombies.
These crops are still in the growing stage and are still a long way from maturity.
However, within sight, nine-tenths of the planting areas were empty, which meant that there were crops in these areas originally, but they were later destroyed due to various reasons.
After Third Uncle and the others dealt with the remaining motorcycle gang members, some people peeped through the cracks in the doors from the surrounding buildings.
After a while, an old man finally came out of the house.
"You guys, those motorcycle gangs left suddenly, are they leaving now?" Although the old man had white hair, he was very physically strong and said to the third uncle and others with great energy.
The third uncle had long known about the people snooping on him in the nearby building, and originally wanted to let them all come out, but after seeing this planting point, he felt that this place was not worth occupying the camphor tree base.
The area is too large. If you want to build a wall, it will be more difficult than building the entire Da Zhangshu base.
With their abilities, it's hard to do.
Moreover, the gain outweighs the loss. The area is too large, which requires more manpower to guard, and the input-output ratio is too low.
The third uncle looked at the old man in front of him, nodded and said, "They were killed by us. How many people are there on your side?"
After hearing what the third uncle said, the old man was not afraid. Instead, he said to the third uncle with excitement: "Well done, well done. Thank you, thank you. My grandson was beaten to death by them."
Then he shouted to the people hiding in the building next to him: "Everyone, come out. They have wiped out the motorcycle gang. Everyone, come out."
As soon as he finished speaking, a large group of people came out from various scattered houses.
These houses are centered around the planting point and scattered in various places.
They farm during the day and hide at night.
Sometimes it is even necessary to move to farther places.
Seeing hundreds of people walking out of the house at once, the third uncle looked at them with some surprise.
There are so many people! How did they squeeze into those houses?
Each person looked at Uncle San and the others with joy on their faces, but also some fear.
They didn't know whether Uncle San's gang would continue to enslave them like the motorcycle gang, just like the jackals had just left and the tigers and leopards came again. To them, there was no essential difference.
However, the demise of the motorcycle gang made them very happy.
There was a lot of discussion among the crowd.
"It's great. The motorcycle gang is finally gone. It's a good death. I knew these beasts would have such retribution."
"I'm worried now that these people will continue to exploit us like the motorcycle gangs."
"No way......"
"The possibility is very high, who knows. But we have nothing here. What little food we all have has been taken away by the motorcycle gangs. Now there are only these half-dead crops..."
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While they were looking at Third Uncle and others, Third Uncle and others were also looking at them warily.
Because they saw that none of them were carrying weapons, Third Uncle and others were not too nervous.
It seems that their condition is not very good, their faces are covered with wind and frost, and even though they are planted in such a large area, they are still skinny.
The old man looked at his third uncle and the others and said, "That's all we have. Now there are eighty-three in total. Are you here?"
The old man looked at his third uncle worriedly and asked questions.
The third uncle did not answer him immediately, but asked: "How many people were here before? And why did these crops become like this?"
The old man sighed and said with some pain: "There used to be thousands of people here, but then there were zombie waves and natural disasters, and many, many people died.
At first I thought that as long as the land could be reclaimed, even if there were zombies, but the zombies would not eat food, we could still survive, so we attracted some people to join.
However, due to natural and man-made disasters one after another, after so much effort, the harvested food was simply not enough to eat. Some people starved to death, and some people left...
Of the more than 80 people now, many of them joined later. Only a few people who were still alive at the time are left."
"As for these crops, alas... what a sin. In these last days, we work our butts off to plant the crops, and then some natural disaster strikes, and it's all over.
The year before last, we planted the seeds, but before they could harvest, they died of drought. This year's heavy rains drowned 90% of them.
When it was finally time to harvest, many people coveted this place and came to snatch it away. We tried our best to protect it, but less than one percent remained.
There are even some people who come to harvest secretly in the middle of the night while it is dark. The wheat is not yet ripe. We dare not come out because there are zombies outside.
Alas... I have been planting for so long, but I have harvested very little."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Listening to what the old man said, the third uncle could tell from his micro-expression that what he said was true.
Uncle San frowned and asked, "If it's so difficult, why do you still plant it?"
The old man said with some emotion: "Now we can't find food anywhere. If we don't plant it, we will starve to death. If we plant it, at least there is some hope and some hope. Maybe God can take pity on us and let us have a harvest."
The third uncle looked at these sparse crops and sighed in his heart, how difficult it is to survive in the apocalypse.
No matter when, there will be some people who want to get something for nothing.
How nice it would be to be able to pick the fruits directly while others work hard.
However, this area is too big. He feels that these people can reduce the area a little, or even reduce it to one-tenth of the original size, and then build a wall to protect it.
With a fence, you can protect crops and resist zombies, so why not do this?
So he raised this question to the old man.
After hearing this question, the old man said with emotion: "We used to have a lot of people here, but at that time, our leaders wanted to expand the scale and absorb more people, so they had to plant a larger area so that we could feed them.
.
But when we got there, we realized that it was impossible without a wall, so we thought about building a wall.
Well, look at the two-meter-high wall over there on the east side. It must have been built for dozens of meters. It took a lot of time. Many people left during the construction. It took so long to build it and it was not even finished for twenty minutes.
one.
So we gave up, and then a natural disaster broke out.
After the heavy rains this year, we thought about building a wall and narrowing the area, but the motorcycle gang came."
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