Quiet small courtyard, seductive flower garden, green branches and buds, the green is shimmering, the edge of the simple wall is covered with black moss, showing a bit of vicissitudes, the clean wall, the window sill is spotless, and the paint is peeling off At the end of the day, by the small door with a log background, a burly man stood with his head bowed.
The man was Lord Xiong who wanted to kidnap Zhang Xiaoqiang earlier. At this time, there was no trace of ferocity on his face, his pale eyes narrowed slightly, and the criss-crossing knife wounds on his face seemed to be healed.
"Say" A cold male voice came from inside the room, the tone was gentle and calm, it was Wen Wen, and Master Xiong was Wen Wen's subordinate.
"Our people were kicked out, and they started to be vigilant over there, probably because of what happened last time"
"The second thing"
Wen Wen didn't have the heart to listen to the past. For him, the past is the past, and it's useless to think about it.
"Received the report from the eyeliner hiding beside Sun Kefu. Last night, they brought back a batch of ammunition. In addition to bullets and firearms, there may also be shells. There are a lot of them. The two major forces are in a meeting. I don't know what their plans are. Please young master decide."
At first there was no sound from the room, but after a while, Wen Wen said a bunch of irrelevant things:
"We are ranked third in the gathering place. The third is very good. We don't start, we don't fall. There are people in front of us, and those behind don't dare to provoke us. Since we are third, we have the appearance of third. The two major forces in front have to worry about the issue of arms. As long as we keep an eye on it, we may not be unable to drink the soup.
Then spread the news and let all the forces know. As for what they want to plan, it has nothing to do with us. "
After listening to every word, Master Xiong asked a few more points about the joints, and then retreated in a low voice, then turned and walked to the door:
"I can tolerate one failure, but I can't tolerate failure all the time, think about it for yourself!"
When Master Xiong heard Wen Wen's final confession, a flash of Zhang Xiaoqiang killing all directions in a wheelchair flashed in his mind, and a cold sweat oozed from his back.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know that there were rumors that there were people walking in the meeting place and they found the weapon storehouse, even if he knew, he didn't care, the weapon storehouse was there, he wasn't afraid to tell anyone, if he had the ability to get it himself, he was deeply aware of the big black bird's troubles Yes, Zhang Xiaoqiang is busy with one thing, a big one.
Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu recovered a small town and found a small stationery factory. They said it was small. The paper and pens they brought back filled several trucks. It would be too wasteful to just use it as school supplies for those children. How to use it? is a problem.
After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought that he once wanted to build a library. The significance of the library is self-evident. Every day people starve to death in the gathering place. Every day in this world, people are eaten by zombies or killed by their own kind. A subject, a technology is so lost in the world.
Zhang Xiaoqiang attaches great importance to culture and inheritance. In the base, the subjects of the children's school are mainly inheritance, and then zombies. English, painting, music, and dancing are all out of his consideration. You need to master the history of China, the deeds of your ancestors, understand the zombies, and kill the zombies.
A small tire refining project opened his vision. The future battle is not a battle between humans and zombies, but a battle between civilization and barbarism. Regardless of the high-tech weapons, it makes people anxious if they can't use them if they find them. Can't everyone hold swords and shields to fight hand-to-hand with zombies that are hundreds of times more than them?
All of this is knowledge, and knowledge cannot be dated. Zhang Xiaoqiang has come to the conclusion in his heart that in order to win the final victory, human beings still have to transform their knowledge into weapons and resources, and use countless steel and flames to drown the zombies.
The gathering place has gradually become active from the dead before. The large tracts of farmland have brought them hope. Countless people are carefully serving the fields. The green fields are the driving force of their lives. The fields are not only the life force of the poor, but also the power of those forces Chieftain's.
They have food reserves, because a small number of people occupy the majority of food, and they can live well, but relatively speaking, no matter how much food they store, there will be a day when they will be eaten up. When that day really comes, he will be the last batch of people to starve to death. So they have always had a kind of anxiety in their hearts. Seeing the corpses thrown in the river, they feel uneasy, because they have not been hungry yet, and they hope that this kind of life can last forever. People are afraid of death.
This hopeless anxiety is deeply pressed in their hearts. They give up tomorrow and live a life of drunken dreams every day, playing with women, watching big fish eat people, and torturing their own kind, just for the little one.The stimulation makes myself forget the last despair.
The entry of the convoy caused a slight disturbance. Of course, that was all. They did not want to trust anyone. In this world, they only believed in what they had in their hands. They were unwilling to contact the convoy, let alone leave the safe The convoy wandered outside the dangerous and unpredictable place.
The convoy is conservative and unwilling to get too deeply entangled with those forces, especially after almost losing Uncle Yun and Taro in the female barracks. Zhang Xiaoqiang regretted deeply, and the camp became more conservative. They work hard for the next goal.
Although the camp is very conservative, and because of the food crisis, a market was built outside the camp. It is this market that injects vitality into the gathering place. Various shortages of luxury goods and various daily necessities that are almost forgotten by them emerge in the market area, making people Those power leaders who only want to live chicly in the last days of their lives are crazy about it.
The market was just the beginning, and there was still a food crisis. The camp killed a big fish and brought it back. The big fish set off a turmoil in the whole gathering place. One piece of the fish in the big lake was a huge boulder pressing on the head of the gathering place. On the day of being moved away, although Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't think so, it was so in the eyes of everyone in the gathering place.
As if the convoy was a gift from the heavens, the camp started to reclaim the fields again and engage in planting. Regarding the actions of the camp, most forces were gloating onlookers. They had worked hard before, and the seeds in economically developed areas were not easy to get. In the end there were, and they had planted them.
Except for the center of the gathering place, the greenhouse vegetable field that is 10 million times more valuable than gold, everything was ruined by the climate and drought. After all, the climate change was the most severe in the first half of the year, and they were not agriculturalists.
When they saw the vegetable field emerge, and the tender vegetable seedlings turned into a green carpet, they were shocked. In their hearts, the team seemed to be blessed by heaven, and no matter what they did, they could succeed. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com