"Are you the only ones left alive?"

The person who said this was the commander of the armored vehicle. Seeing the arrogant look on his face, I really wanted to take out a dagger and stab him in the nostril. The reason is very simple. He doesn’t want us trash novices to go there.

They were eating and drinking in their base camp, and he even hoped that all of us pulling the carts would die so that he could pack up all our belongings and take them back.

But I can't do that. To be precise, I don't dare to lay a finger on him. You see, he is equipped with sophisticated equipment, such as a tactical vest, a Romanian AK47, and some necessary tactical bags.

Something like that, I guess it must be full of magazines and grenades. I guess, eh.

This is also the reason why the armored vehicles opened fire late, they did not want ordinary homeless people to join them.

"To be precise, we are the only ones left," Lao Lan replied angrily.

"Looking at your actions, you don't look like homeless people," the former said.

"Like you, we are used to fighting," I explained awkwardly.

"Wow, okay, that's not important," the commander looked at us with his nostrils and said, "You are not ordinary people anyway, look at those poor guys."

I looked to the side, and there were corpses lying there, including crew members and predators. Of course, that's not important. The important thing is: we can get a lot of benefits from them openly.

So the three of us cleaned the battlefield, and I picked up three .22-caliber pistols, but no spare magazines. As well as a good American hunting bow, a barrel of bows and arrows, and even makeshift arrows made of bamboo. As for the armored vehicle

Captain, he asked us to carry all the rice and supplies from the damaged pickup truck to our jeep.

In addition, Lao Lan and the others also found several tactical vests from the corpses. I carried the bloody Zhazhai tactical vest and touched the sub-bag inside. However, it was empty and there was no spare magazine.

There was no food, not even a roll of gauze. Then I threw away all these things, but Wei Lao and Lao Lan picked up everything. Each of them found a tactical vest and wore it, looking rustic.

.

I don’t like picking up garbage everywhere, and I don’t like picking up a bunch of garbage and putting it on myself. But I looked at the situation here and found that the situation in Dongcheng District is much more complicated than in Nancheng District. Most of the people here carry firearms.

There are even crossbows. And the protection on my body is very little. I even almost died under the arrows of the archers. An aramid body armor and leather armor are obviously not enough anymore. I have to find some.

materials to increase protective properties.

Then, we carried all the available resources to the jeep. Although there were not many, they could feed 10 people for a month. Then, we started the jeep and followed the armored vehicle to the church halfway up the mountain.

nearby.

The scale here is not large at all, it is simply a small community. At a glance, all you can see are some civilian living tents and some crops. A little further away is the gathering place of gangsters, where they talk loudly.

, some people even smoked cigarettes and drank wine, and most of the topics they talked about were laughing at the poor homeless people.

I watched the jeep parked among a bunch of pickup trucks and vans, and then caused a stir among a group of gangsters. They surrounded it in groups, and then carried the food on the jeep like an obsession. I stared at

He looked at these homeless people who couldn't even pull up their trousers, but he didn't feel any pity in his heart.

These homeless people looked at us with wandering eyes. There was no highlight in their eyes and they were very dim. Maybe their families had left because of the explosion and the disease, but they survived. This is the most unfortunate thing. I see it from here

Go, they are all sleeping in their little tents, almost motionless.

It's really pitiful, I thought to myself. I obviously wanted to eat, but I didn't take any action. I just lay like a parasite in other people's camps and pounced on food when I saw it. I hope they can survive this here.

Some time.

"Hey, man"!

I heard the commander of the armored vehicle calling me, so I turned my head and looked at him.

"What's up"?

"It's not a big deal. Our boss wants to talk to you." He crossed his arms and spoke still full of hostility.

"What? Do you want us to report?" I was very surprised by this sudden incident.

"You'll know when you go there," he snorted, turned around and waved for me to follow.

I called Lao Lan and Wei Lao, and they were also surprised by this. Along the way, we talked about some issues about this place, such as small shops that use cash for transactions, and civilian shelters here, but it seems that this place

The civilians here have nothing, no decent clothes, and they eat from the same big pot. On the contrary, the gangsters in charge here are all well-dressed, and have complete weapons and equipment. This contrast makes me very puzzled.

Most of the equipment of these people was obtained from other places, such as military stores, security stations, hardware stores, outdoor supplies stores, etc. Judging from their weapons and equipment, we are obviously no match for these gangsters.

But they also want to expand the size of their territory, so they may be recruiting people during this time.

So could this be the reason why the boss here came to see us?

Led by the commander of the armored vehicle, we walked into the church and met the boss here. He was about 1.8 meters tall, young-looking, and well-equipped. You can tell from the body armor on his chest,

This guy is a ruthless character who can enter into battle anytime and anywhere. Coupled with the shallow scar on his face, it adds an inexplicable majesty to the man in front of me. At this time, I stared at him, and he stared at me.

.

"I heard that the convoy relied on the three of you to transport these supplies back," the leader here said coldly.

"That's really not that difficult," I laughed at myself.

"The amount of these supplies is not a small amount." His tone changed slightly. He walked up to Wei Lao and I, patted us both on the shoulders, and added: "However, good job.

This way we will have enough food to survive the next few weeks."

He smiled and then began to introduce himself. His name was Gao Long, and he was the third-in-command of Gao in Dongcheng District. He had only been helping the family with some logistics and transportation work. Of course, as for what he was transporting,

I think everyone has a good idea. We also briefly introduced ourselves and expressed our curiosity about this place.

"I am very grateful to you for bringing us so much food. I can consider giving you a place to stay in this place. Don't worry, no one will dare to touch you."

"Then what benefits can we get?" Lao Lan interjected.

I hurriedly poked Lao Lan's arm with my elbow. Damn it, this guy really talks regardless of the situation.

"Benefits"? Gao Long laughed mockingly, then approached Lao Lan and asked, "What benefits do you want?"

"We...we..." Lao Lan choked.

"Food? Water? Weapons? Or women?" He continued to laugh at us, slowly circling around us as he spoke.

"We people never support freeloaders, do you understand? Look at the young men outside. They are self-sufficient and well-equipped, but what about you?" Gao Long said slowly in my ear, and this

By then he had already circled around Wei Lao.

"You have the ability to bring us enough food. I don't think you have the ability to find a suitable shelter for yourself. Do you understand what I mean? Man? Huh?"

He turned around and came back to us, and then his tone returned to his previous indifference: "The good thing is that you work for me"!

"What"! I started to get more and more confused.

"Since you want benefits so much, I'll tell you a way. We don't have any so-called benefits here. You have to fight for it on your own." The corner of his mouth raised, and then he pulled out a map of Dongcheng District from his vest.

He pointed us to a place above. Then he continued:

"This place has what our camp wants. If you can come back safely with the things there, I will give you benefits, many benefits."

I looked at the place marked on the map and frowned. Because the place marked on it is in the southernmost part of Dongcheng District, that is, at the bottom. It is close to Nancheng District and also close to the sea.

"It's a deal"? Lao Lan listened to Gao Long's words and asked.

"Of course"! The other party replied with great certainty.

I stared at Gao Long's expression and noticed something was wrong. If he wanted to expand the gang's size, he would have to recruit more people and have a certain amount of resources and equipment. But here there is only equipment, no manpower, except outside the camp.

That group of homeless people.

But Lao Lan and the others don't think so. They prefer to find a suitable place to live, and then spend the lockdown time peacefully. This is a good idea, and I think so too. Unfortunately, comfort is far from that simple.

It can be achieved simply.

"What do they call this place?" I asked.

"The rat's nest," Wei Lao replied silently, "it's really a mess..."

We discussed their requirements for a while. At the moment, these people prefer us to help the camp get more supplies. I can only say that we will accept them when they are good. If I get them, we can provide food for us for several weeks.

If I have food, a car and equipment, then I will leave this place and return to Nancheng District again.

But Lao Lan and Wei Lao stared at this map of Dongcheng District, seeming to be thinking about something.

"Oh my God"!

I looked at the startled Lao Lan, shook my head, and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"This place is not simple, tsk tsk, we won the prize"!

"So, you know where that is"?

Lao Lan replied in surprise and panic: "That's the military management area over there"!
Chapter completed!