The second uncle, the eldest uncle, Li Tie, and Li Yu gathered in the inner city conference room.
"We know, you can continue to watch tomorrow." The second uncle said.
Gu Shuang's voice came from the long-wave radio station, "Okay, got it."
The second uncle stood up and turned off the long-wave radio play button.
Turning to look at Li Yu, "Xiao Yu, you also heard that the people in the northwest have bad intentions and prepared the artillery team in advance. We discovered this, and there may be others we haven't discovered."
"So I suggest, Xiaoyu, you can't go."
The uncle also advised:
"I think what your second uncle said makes sense. You should listen to us this time."
Li Yu frowned and sighed.
He actually wanted to see if the big boss would come in person. If the northwest boss came to talk in person, many misunderstandings would be solved.
No need to guess like now.
"Otherwise, I will go to Oil City tomorrow and act accordingly. If their boss arrives, I will show up; if not, I will just ask Old Bi to show up and talk to them."
The second uncle and the eldest uncle looked at each other, this seemed to be okay.
"Okay, then I'll do as you say."
"I'm going to Oil City tomorrow, are you ready, Tiezi?" Li Yu looked at Li Tie.
Li Tie nodded and said: "Don't worry, brother, everything is ready."
...
Trading bazaar.
The bustling commercial district gave Hong Gongcao and others a sense of the pre-apocalyptic atmosphere.
Eye-opening.
After learning about it in the past two days, they found that the management of the trading market was not as strict as they thought.
Even if you bring a gun to the trading market, they will keep it sealed for you and return it to you in the same condition when you go out.
Building 29, rooftop.
There were only two people, Hong Gongcao and Gao Zhao.
The night sky is bright, and the moon in the sky is big and round, a super moon.
Gao Zhao looked at the commercial district with flashing neon lights in the distance and said:
"Brother Hong, Da Zhuang and I will go out tomorrow to find the radio station and contact the headquarters and report to them the situation here."
Hong Gongcao nodded when he heard this and said: "Okay, and you can bring some useful things in. We can redeem points. Let's go to the business district to spend some money after getting some points."
Gao Zhao glanced at Hong Gongcao, "You still can't forget her..."
"What do you mean by that?"
“But it’s really cheap now. You only need 8 points to have a night of supper.”
Gao Zhao scratched his hair, he was very annoyed now.
"We don't have a single point now, so you think eight points are less? You are here to perform a mission, not to P!"
He couldn't figure out why someone like Hong Gongcao was allowed to come here to carry out such a highly secretive mission.
There is no professional ethics at all.
Cao.
Hong Gongcao sighed and said, "Just bring me something useful. We must have some points in our hands. Without points, we can't do many things."
"Okay, okay, I understand." Gao Zhao had no choice but to agree.
The other side.
Trading Market North District, Administrative District.
Building 1.
Third Uncle, Ju Tianrui, Lao Luo, Li Zhengping, Liu Jinglue, Ding Meng, Zhong Chuchu, Lao Huang, Jackal...all the people with relatively high status in the oil city are here.
Outside Building 1, there are heavy guards.
There were several off-road vehicles parked outside the door.
There were five people sitting in front of the long table.
Behind the long table, Uncle San and others were sitting in a row.
At this time, the third uncle looked at the five people opposite him with bright eyes.
"What you mean is that you are the Wuyuan Mountain Force under the Northwest Force, and then your boss Ma Laoliu discovered that the boss sent spies to the Oil City Trading Market, and...that group of people may be trading now
In the market?”
Jin Kui faced this honest middle-aged man. He looked ordinary, but it gave him a great sense of oppression.
"Yes, let me ask again, are you the top leader of Oil City?"
"I am." The third uncle hesitated for a second and then answered.
Jin Kui quickly handed over the two photos in his hand. There were names on the photos.
Even though it's the end of the world, there will always be cameras in a base.
If there's a camera, there's always a Polaroid.
"There are nine people in total. We only took photos of two people. If you find these two people, you should be able to find the other nine people."
Lao Huang, who was standing next to him, immediately brought the photo on the table to his third uncle.
The third uncle looked at it carefully, and then said to Liu Jinglue beside him:
"Go and check to see if any of these people have entered the trading market recently. Verify it and don't alert others."
"Yes." Liu Jinglue picked up the photo and left.
He can search for the corresponding person through the name on the photo. A camera is set up at the Wengcheng Registration Office, and basically everyone who enters the trading market to register will leave a photo.
If you find the person's name, you can find the person's photo.
By checking the photos given by those people, you can identify whether he is a spy.
After Jin Kui saw Liu Jinglue take away the photo, he looked at the people around him looking at him with scrutiny.
He squeezed his thighs, trying to cover up his inner uneasiness with pain.
"This boss of Oil City, we come here on behalf of Wuyuan Mountain's sincerity. Just now it was just our small sincerity.
We are willing to be your nail in the northwest, and we can tell you any trends in the northwest."
"Why are you doing this?" Third Uncle asked after taking a sip of water.
There is no free lunch in the world, so these people from Wuyuan Mountain suddenly came over and said they were willing to help them.
His first reaction was whether this was a conspiracy by the northwest forces.
Everything must be reasonable, he needs Wuyuanshan's reason for doing this.
Jin Kui said what he had thought about for a long time.
"First, our strength is far inferior to yours in Oil City and Northwest. It is very difficult for us to survive in the cracks. We feel that Oil City is stronger than Northwest, so we naturally follow the strong ones... This
That’s the truth. I hope that if you attack the northwest in the future, you can let us go or let us join you..."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Second, we want a zombie vaccine."
Zombie vaccine?
After the third uncle and others heard these four words, they looked at each other.
No, where did they hear the rumors? Why do we have a zombie vaccine?
The first reason is that the man who calls himself Jin Kui seems to be honest.
But in fact they are not that honest. They don't think Oil City is more powerful than the Northwest, they are just hedging their bets.
Whichever force wins, they will just follow that force.
However, they are also valuable to Oil City.
These two reasons sound reasonable.
The third uncle thought for a while and decided not to hide the fact that there was no vaccine in Oil City from them.
You can't hide this kind of thing.
So he said: "We don't have a vaccine."
Hearing this, Jin Kui sighed in disappointment.
He was not too surprised. In fact, Ma Laoliu was just guessing.
After all, they learned from Tian Yunxiao that people in Oil City could control zombies, so they thought that people in Oil City might have a zombie vaccine.
"Why do you think we have a vaccine?" asked the third uncle.
Jin Kui replied: "We learned from Yuan Zhi's gang in the north that you can control zombies and can do all kinds of things like controlling zombies, so we thought you might have a zombie vaccine.
Since you don’t have a zombie vaccine, can you really control zombies?”
Faced with this problem, the third uncle thought for a moment and nodded:
"Almost."
When Jin Kui heard this, his pupils shrank slightly.
He didn't expect that people in Oil City could really control zombies, which was a bit powerful.
The third uncle suddenly said:
"Although we don't have a zombie vaccine now, we can develop a zombie vaccine with just one thing. Even the zombie antidote you mentioned before is very likely to be developed."
Hearing what his third uncle said, Jin Kui asked excitedly:
"What? What do you want?"
"Meteorite from outer space."
Jin Kui was immediately discouraged. He naturally knew about extraterrestrial meteorites. He had heard Huang Shiyong, a scientific research expert sent from the northwest, mention it.
But the extraterrestrial meteorite is in the northwest, and it seems to be tightly sealed.
You can't get it at all!
"As long as you can get extraterrestrial meteorites, we can develop a zombie vaccine, and the antidote is not a problem." The third uncle didn't know if an antidote could be developed, but he had heard Li Yu say before that there were extraterrestrial meteorites, and research
The possibility of a vaccine is very high.
Regardless of whether it will be successful or not, let’s draw a pie for them first.
Jin Kui smiled bitterly and said:
"I'm afraid this can't be done. The meteorite is in Jiayu City in the northwest and is heavily guarded. We can't get it."
"It's okay, I'm just telling you that if you can get the meteorite, we can give you the zombie vaccine and antidote." The third uncle replied nonchalantly.
Jin Kui said thoughtfully: "Okay, I will definitely report what you said to our boss truthfully."
...
The third uncle chatted with Jin Kui for a long time,
Then he was taken away by Li Zhengping and others and arranged to live in the North District.
Because they were worried about being seen by the spies who came in, they were temporarily allowed to live in Building 2 in the North District and not go anywhere for the time being.
Wait until Jin Kui and Li Zhengping leave.
Ju Tianrui, who had been silent just now, said:
"Minister, it sounds true now. During the day today, our helicopters searched the artillery team sent from the northwest. It seems that the northwest side does have bad intentions."
"It is reasonable to send spies now."
The third uncle closed his eyes and thought. At this moment, Liu Jinglue hurried in.
"We found out that nine people entered the trading market two days ago. Hong Gongcao, Gao Zhao... there are exactly nine of them. They have the same name as the person just mentioned. And after comparing the photos, they are indeed the same person.
Gang. Now he lives on the 3rd floor of Building 29, in 305 and 307."
When Ding Meng heard that the person was confirmed, he stood up and asked his third uncle:
"Minister, do you need me to capture them now? Without further ado, it will be difficult to find them if they run away tomorrow."
The words just fell.
Lao Huang, who was sitting on a stool and drawing on the paper with a pen, said quickly:
"inappropriate!"
"Can't catch them!"
Lao Luo and Liu Jinglue all looked at him curiously, but the third uncle raised the corner of his mouth and asked:
"Why?"
Old Huang frowned and said:
"No matter how strict the management of the trading market is and how careful the review is, the trading market is open to the outside world after all. If they send spies, it will still be difficult for us to find out."
"If we catch them now, more spies will be sent from the northwest. By then, we may not be able to find them like we do now."
"Secondly, it is easy to expose Wuyuan Mountain and make the boss suspect Wuyuan Mountain. Then we will lose someone who can provide us with information."
"The most important thing is that since we have found the spy, the spy thought he had not been discovered. In other words, whatever information we want the spy to know, they will know it and send it back to the northwest. This news, we
You can make up some fake ones..."
Lao Huang's words made Li Zhengping and others suddenly realize.
Spies cannot be guarded against in the trading bazaar. Instead of letting them send other spies, it is better to use the current spies to deliver false news to the northwest.
"Lao Huang, this move is enough for 6." Li Zhengping exclaimed.
"If we follow Lao Huang's method, in the future, whatever we want Northwest to know, they will know, hahahaha."
"Yeah, let's get some fake news then and scare their bosses to death!"
...
Everyone was amazed by Lao Huang's suggestion.
The third uncle knocked on the table and looked at Li Zhengping and Liu Jinglue.
"Over at the patrol team, focus on monitoring the movements of the nine of them, but they cannot see them."
"On the surveillance side, we should also keep an eye on the nine of them. If they want to leave the trading market, report them to the patrol team immediately, and the patrol team will follow them secretly."
"in addition."
The third uncle looked at Lao Huang.
"Old Huang, find two reliable non-staff personnel and collaborators, get close to them slowly, and then pass on the precious information they want through their mouths."
Old Huang understood instantly, nodded with a smile and said: "Minister, I understand, I understand."
"But, Minister, should we question the people they have been in contact with in the past two days to see if they have leaked anything they shouldn't?"
The third uncle waved his hand and said, "There's no need to alert the enemy."
"There is no need to hide the situation in the trading bazaar. It doesn't matter if they know it. The main thing is the situation in the Oil City. They cannot be let know."
As for the northwest, what the boss wants to know most is how strong the oil city is.
In addition, how does Oil City control zombies?
These two pieces of information are what the boss wants to know most.
Facing an unknown force can easily make people fearful.
The third uncle discussed with everyone the specific spies and the specific response plan.
After the meeting, the third uncle asked Liu Jinglue to simultaneously report to the headquarters what he had just discussed with Jin Kui and what everyone had just discussed.
The night is getting darker and the full moon is hanging high.
This night, many people did not sleep well.
Xishi’s saddle lying in the cemetery,
Gu Shuang, who was in the park a few hundred meters away from the cemetery, looked at the old beggar sleeping like a dead pig, sighed, and kicked away a few rat corpses on the ground...
Jin Kui from Building 2 in the North District of the Trade Market looked at the commercial district in the distance, his eyes filled with curiosity and wonder, "No, doesn't it cost much electricity to turn on so many lights at night?"
