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Chapter 131 Simple, Rough

To put it simply - I am unreasonable!

Because you don't understand.

Surrender...or die.

With such a simple and crude announcement, the problem was solved directly.

Before Zhu Tian counted to three, the middle-aged man in front of him collapsed and threw away the weapon in his hand, squatted on the ground and surrendered with his head in his hands.

Mud, if you encounter an unreasonable person and talk to you directly with force, you will definitely not be able to beat him, so giving in is his only option.

After all, his previous "confidence" was based on Zhu Tian's attitude towards discussion, but now Zhu Tian has lost his temper and no longer intends to discuss with him.

Then kneel down, there is no shame in it!

When all the survivors came out and stood in a row, they looked at the "invaders" with humiliation on their faces. But after all, Zhu Tian was not here to capture the prisoners and cannon fodder. In the future, we have to count on these people to accept peaceful evolution. Now, take these people back.

There is no place to close it. Not only is there no benefit, it will also cause backlash from other survivor groups.

To be able to survive for so long, these survivor groups are not completely incompetent. This survivor group can use recoilless cannons, and maybe the next survivor group can take out particle guns. That thing is still effective against power armor.

Threat, armor made of D-type plastic steel may be able to deflect bullets, but it is difficult to resist cutting by high-energy rays.

Zhu Tian stopped chatting with the middle-aged man named Song Xiaobao and directly made a request, pulling out 50% of the combat power to temporarily join Zhu Tian's team.

When Song Xiaobao heard this, his eyes widened immediately. He was about to refuse, but he met the cold gaze and the barrel of the gun, so he swallowed his words with a smile.

From then on, the survivor group led by Song Xiaobao had a number - Zero Two.

After being incorporated into Zhu Tian's team, the eight riflemen were uniformly assigned numbers from 021 to 028.

This is much more convenient. Zhu Tian is too lazy to remember so many names. When the time comes, he can just report the numbers for whoever is supposed to come up.

However, the best effect can be achieved by giving them a big stick followed by a carrot. Zhu Tian still told them a "good news".

Then they can finish up the zombies that are not dead after the battle, and then dig out energy crystals. After all, wearing power armor, squatting down to dig out energy crystals is still a bit troublesome.

When he heard that he was responsible for picking up money, Song Xiaobao immediately became enthusiastic. Even if Zhu Tian added that half of it had to be turned over as loot to the Ming Dynasty survivor base, his enthusiasm could not be extinguished.

Looking at this short-sighted man with disdain, Zhu Tian gave him another task. That was to persuade...no, to order the survivor groups to surrender. It doesn't matter if they refuse, just do it directly without courtesy.

beat!

Zhu Tian will not stand so close with his troops this time

Just showing off their firepower with zombies in the distance, they successfully recruited the survivor groups they met along the way. Even the survivor groups that resisted the most stubbornly were swept away by the twenty-millimeter heavy machine gun from a distance.

The shuttles, feeling the cement fragments flying on their scalps, also raised white flags and surrendered.

Firepower is not on the same level at all.

Fortunately, everyone is smart, and no one has unrealistic fantasies such as "hide behind to pick up leaks" or "don't dare to kill people on the other side". After all, this is already the tenth year of the apocalypse.

There were more than 100 people in total, plus the more than 200 people Zhu Tian originally brought, the total number was nearly 500 people, and the team instantly became bloated.

"Is it useful to have so many people?" Li Xinran watched Zhu Tian's operations along the way and secretly asked Zhu Tian in the private channel.

"It's useless in combat, but useful in strategy." Zhu Tian answered simply. Although Li Xinran was confused, he didn't say anything.

"Speaking of which, your domineering look just now was quite masculine. It made me cringe when I saw it." Li Xinran teased Zhu Tian on the private channel with a smirk.

This girl is no longer as big as him now. But who asked Zhu Tian to pamper her? He has to swallow the evil he has done no matter what!

Although the tone was joking, Li Xinran did not lie. When she heard Zhu Tian's hoarse and cold words on the public channel, she couldn't help but feel numb.

To be honest, Li Xinran still feels a sense of accomplishment when her man is so tough, whether in bed, in battle, or to outsiders.

After all, he was the man she chose to rely on, which proved that her vision was right.

Zhu Tian decisively ignored Li Xinran's naughty behavior. He knew that she was teasing him anyway, and it would not be too late to "clean up" her when he went back.

If we expect the survivors to get rid of the bad roots of mankind and think from the perspective of the survival space of the entire race, let alone this small source of bacteria, I am afraid that it will not take many years for the entire world to return to human control.

under.

However, the last so-called elites and dignitaries of mankind have taken the "seeding ship" to the distant "Land of Hope", leaving behind this world in a mess, a world that no one is interested in rebuilding.

You want to ask why you are not interested?

Farming civilization is thirsty for land. In the final analysis, the land can grow crops. But after a series of nuclear, biological and chemical weapons washed the land, there is no longer an inch of soil on the entire earth suitable for crops to survive. Those twisted mutant plants and even mutant animals are

If you don’t dare to eat randomly, then what’s the point of having land?

What's even more ironic is that those elites and dignitaries who claim to be the last of mankind have already gracefully boarded the interstellar colonial spaceship. Carrying the so-called fire of civilization, they bid farewell to the devastated earth and headed for another new world that has not yet been destroyed.

Of course, it makes no sense to say this now.

In short, there is no need to expect these people to have any consciousness. People with ambition and vision will either board the ship or commit suicide, or become the leader of a separatist party. As for the survivors who are generally hiding in the shadows of refugees, although they are free,

But there seems to be nothing else besides freedom.

Zhu Tian figured it out and did not reason with the remaining survivors. His tough stance forced them to compromise. If they had not given them the idea of ​​negotiating from the beginning, things would have been much smoother.

"In the final analysis, this is for yourself." Every survivor who was forced to obey comforted himself.

"Besides, there are energy crystals to get." He encouraged himself again.

When they got to the battlefield, they had no place to retreat.

As for escaping?

Wait until you can outrun the zombies!

As long as you dare to break away from the large army at will,

There is only one word for the end, and that is death!

Therefore, the people who were forced to twist into a rope did not encounter much trouble. Although the zombies that noticed this group of people howled and pounced on everyone, they relied on the surrounding buildings to act as natural bunkers and the tank-like frontal advancement.

The fully covered power armor acted as the main force in the battle, and everyone pushed forward against the tide of corpses.

In a life-and-death situation, every survivor burst out with crazy fighting enthusiasm. No one was stingy with bullets or tried to hide behind their teammates.

The later stage of the battle was extremely brutal. After more than twenty corpses were left behind, the tens of thousands of zombies that intercepted everyone were wiped out in this ruined street. The last obstacle to the target area was like this

It was swept cleanly.

The zombies in this area have been cleared away. Most of the zombies are crowded near the Ming base. Although there are zombies near the fungus, they are not "crowded".

Shaking away the sticky blood and fat on his arm armor, Zhu Tian gave orders to the survivors to take a short rest and replenishment here, as well as to dig out energy crystals.

Upon hearing the "leader's" order, the survivors howled and burst into cheers of joy, pounced on the zombies that were dead or had lost their fighting ability, pulled out the daggers from their waists, and began to strike.

This is simply a great harvest. It is roughly estimated that there is an income of more than 300,000 energy points! In the past, I had always lived by counting energy crystals or credit points, and pathetically went to Tianyuan Base or other survivor bases to exchange points.

For them who only need survival supplies, this is an unimaginable wealth!

Even if you hand over half, what does it matter? After all, the main force in the battle is others, and if you can share half of it, you are already looking down upon you.

As for those who died...

In the apocalypse, death is just a very common thing.

These survivors, who initially looked aggrieved, immediately began to feel grateful to Zhu Tian.


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