Necromancers Are Frantically Stationing Troops In the Apocalypse Chapter 230

Chapter 230, They are so formal

Li Yahong's voice sounded from the radio.

Compared to before, his tone of voice was calmer, and he looked a bit like the leader of a force.

As the environment changes, everyone is changing.

Maybe you can't feel it yourself, but others can still notice it.

Auto repair shop, open exchange of supplies.

Some people want to exchange, and there must be some people who have the idea of robbing or stealing some.

At the end of the world, order no longer exists.

Snatching supplies and forcing living people to lure away zombies is nothing new.

Auto repair shops are willing to exchange excess supplies instead of robbing them.

　In the opinion of many people, they are just out of their minds and have been brainwashed by the **** about unity from the main station.

　　After Li Yahong's slightly warning voice.

The radio station fell into silence for two or three seconds.

Then someone said: "Look, why is Chat Chat still angry?"

“I, the Butcher's Knife Shelter, put these words here. If anyone has trouble with the eldest sister of the auto repair shop, I will be the first to refuse.”

“That's not what you just said.”

Many people spoke in agreement, and they were all talking in a chaotic manner.

At this time, Ma Zhiyong's voice sounded on the channel.

“When will the exchange start?”

Li Yahong said: "I will inform you of the time and place in three days."

"OK."

The two of them finished talking and paused for a few seconds.

Someone continued to speak.

“Holy shit, Yanshen really wants to sell armored vehicles?”

"The price is so good, I will change it if you want."

Ma Zhiyong's voice came out again.

“Having gold in hand is not an exchange for armored vehicles.”

Forehead….

Armored vehicles and firearms, even if it is true as the channel said, do not dare to shoot in urban areas.

But it still has enough deterrence to other survivors.

Some people dare to rob an auto repair shop, but they will not go head-to-head with Yan Shen.

Wu Heng sat in the car and listened for a while. Li Yahong was safe, and the deal was scheduled with other shelters in three days.

Then we should be back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

After seeing that nothing happened, turn off the car radio again.

After arranging skeletons to guard the factory area, return to your residence.

Have had dinner.

Wen Mansha rested her head on his lap and said, "Today, two men went to Bulk's residence."

Burke is the thief of his own squad.

When the Warhammer Party attacked, he was directly killed by Wu Heng.

The corpses were also thrown away in the chaos.

The cause of death was not disclosed to the outside world, and the pension was only given to the family.

Now it seems that the person who gave him the order is also confirming his news.

“Have you found who it is?” Wu Heng lowered his head and looked at her.

"No, when we followed the other party in the inner city, we avoided it." Wen Mansha turned sideways and continued: "But the area where the other party lives has been determined, and I have arranged for more people to investigate there. As long as they find If this person appears again, you can determine where he lives."

Wu Heng was somewhat disappointed that the other party's identity was not confirmed.

I'm just afraid that they will notice something, leave here or make other actions.

But the target has not been found, and there is no way. Gang members are like this, and they cannot ask for too much.

“It's okay, just keep staring a little bit.” Wu Heng reached out and reached into the other person's clothes, and started rubbing them gently.

Wen Mansha twisted and continued: "You asked Duke to patrol my place?"

“Ah, what's wrong?” Wu Heng asked.

He did tell Duke that if nothing happened, he would patrol the streets for him.

"It's nothing, it's just that Duke goes there earlier than me every day. In two days, I'm afraid they will all become the backbone of the gang." Wen Mansha complained with a smile.

“Recently, the association doesn't assign tasks to us, so we have something to do if we ask him to help us.”

“No, Duke is still pretty good.” Wen Mansha still smiled.

The two sat on the first floor and chatted for a while.

As night falls, I go upstairs to rest.

The next day, morning.

Association squad lounge.

Wu Heng was sitting in front of the sofa, opposite the owner of the armor shop and weapons shop.

The owner of the armor shop took out a drawing, spread it on the table, and said: "Captain, this is the design we have produced. In it, the war-damaged armor of the Warhammer Party can be recovered, and the black iron and local iron ore can be extracted and smelted. Make a batch of iron-gray armor, which will be more defensive and will also increase in weight."

Looked at Wu Heng carefully, and continued: "Miss Wen Mansha has agreed to this plan. It depends on whether you are satisfied."

Wu Heng took a look at the design drawing. The iron-gray color scheme was obviously different from that of the Iron Guard Knights. It looked pretty good and he was quite satisfied with the style.

“What if this kind of material will no longer exist in the future?”

The owner of the armor shop continued to take out the second set of blueprints, "This is an improved version of the one-piece leather armor. Iron plates are added to the chest and waist, which can greatly increase the defense."

One-piece coat hanger, worn by skeleton attendants.

The wearing of ordinary soldiers greatly affects their mobility.

Wu Heng glanced at it, nodded and said, "Okay, Mansha Wen has agreed, and I have no objections. We can start work at any time."

“Okay, captain.” The owner of the armor shop smiled.

Then there is the owner of the weapon shop. He does not have any drawings and the specifications of the weapons are fixed.

He said directly: "Captain, we have also started production. We have recently recovered a batch of crossbows. The condition and quality are quite good. I would like to ask if you need them."

“Have you brought it?” Wu Heng asked.

“No, it would be inappropriate to bring the crossbow into the association.”

Wu Heng stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look at your store."

Go all the way to the weapon shop.

The store is still relatively empty, with few items on the shelves.

The boss took him into the backyard, took out a crossbow and handed it over, "The gang sold it, there is no problem in using it."

Wu Heng glanced at it and handed it to the fire blade behind him.

Pull the string and hit the arrow.

With a bang, the arrow penetrated the wooden target in front of him.

“How many do you have in your hand?” Wu Heng asked.

“A total of 12 handfuls were recovered.”

“What about the price? How to calculate the price of this kind of recycling?”

“The price of the crossbow fluctuates very little, and you get 40 silver coins for one.”

“Okay, I want them all.” Wu Heng said directly.

It is said that it was sold by gangs, but it feels more like the inventory left behind by both sides during the war with the Warhammer Party.

The wear level of the crossbow should be limited to the number of times it should be used. The boss nodded and asked people to take out all the crossbows and crossbow bolts.

Wu Heng took the space ring, pointed out the corresponding silver coins and handed them to the opponent.

ˆContinued: "As for weapons, you speed up the process, and then I will ask Wen Mansha to arrange for someone to come over to inspect the goods."

"good."

After a brief exchange with the two of them.

He left the store directly.

When going back.

I stopped by to see the money cat under construction.

The outer wall of the entire building is blocked up, and some workers are carrying and cleaning the garbage inside.

Many residents also stood in the distance and talked in low voices.

　guess what the store will do next.

Wu Heng looked at it from a distance and had no intention of going there.

He took a detour and went directly back to his residence.

Have lunch at home and go to the zombie world through the gate.

Three o'clock in the afternoon.

DiDiDiDi~!

The car honked.

Skeletons blocking the gate, make way for a way.

The convoy drove into the factory area and parked slowly in an open space beside it.

Li Yahong jumped off the bus and walked over directly.

“Tomorrow, we will exchange supplies with other shelters at the passenger terminal in the county. There may be some people who are not well-meaning and need to help us.”

"Well, I'll come with you." Wu Heng continued to ask: "Are there many people exchanging?"

“Some should come over, but I don't know how many specifically.” Li Yahong thought for a moment and said.

The discussion on the radio was intense, but not many people would come.

After all, most roads are still occupied by zombies.

"We'll see when the time comes. I've prepared some flour in the warehouse and brought it over together as food for exchange." Wu Heng said.

“Flour? Did you find it in other factories nearby?”

“Just leave it alone and take Qiangzi and the others to the car,” Wu Heng said.

"Okay." Li Yahong didn't ask any more questions, stretched out her hand to greet Qiangzi and others, and walked towards the warehouse Wu Heng mentioned.

The warehouse door opened to reveal large bags of flour neatly stacked inside.

“Put out the cigarette. Open fire is not allowed in a place like this.” Wang Chenggang put out the cigarette in the mouth of the person next to him.

Li Yahong also reacted, "Be careful when moving to the car, and don't see open flames."

“Okay, Sister Hong.”

Everyone agreed and began to carry flour to the cart.

Wu Heng was on the other side and made some arrangements for the skeletons.

Da Tou No. 2 stayed at the factory with nearly 10,000 skeleton soldiers.

This place still needs to be occupied.

The photovoltaic panels in several warehouses, as well as the entire factory area, will still be used in the future.

So, even if you evacuate, you must protect this place.

The horde of corpses will definitely not come.

I am afraid that some survivors will move all their things directly when they see no one here.

“It's all moved.” Li Yahong came over.

“I've finished my explanation here, let's go and get there early.”

Li Yahong nodded and got on the bus together.

Then, the convoy started and left the factory.

The night is dark.

Approaching the passenger terminal, the street lights along the road were replaced with photovoltaic panels, illuminating a hundred meters on both sides of the gate brightly.

Seeing the convoy coming, the door of the passenger terminal opened immediately.

The convoy drove in slowly.

Everyone took action spontaneously, some carried supplies, and several of them told Li Yahong about the recent situation.

When all the transportation is completed, everyone will go back to their rooms to rest.

There was a slight knock on the door.

Open the door, revealing a figure wearing pajamas with short hair.

Li Yahong made a shushing gesture, walked in carefully, and closed the door.

Wu Heng picked her up and put her on the bed.

the next day.

Two modified SUVs drove into the county's business district.

The man driving the car let his hair down and said, "Brother, do you really believe that the auto repair shop has so many supplies? Don't let us go all the way in vain."

Beside him, a middle-aged man with a thick beard also sat. He took out a crumpled cigarette box from his arms, knocked out half a cigarette, and lit it.

"It's a trip in vain. If it's true, let's exchange some food early, and let others exchange it if we go late." He took a deep breath and continued: "There are armored vehicles over there in Yanshen. I feel that sooner or later Take it out and exchange it for resources.”

"You really believe it? I don't believe they have food, and they are stupid enough to exchange it for gold at this time."

At the same time, I added in my heart, people who believe in it are even more stupid.

Crossing a road intersection.

The eyes of the two of them widened a little.

The road began to become clearer. Although the ground was covered with blood, there was no sign of a zombie.

This is the main road in the county.

No zombies?

Slow down, there is someone in front of you.

The car begins to slow down.

In front of the road, scrapped cars blocked both sides of the road.

At the middle position, a barrier is formed for only one vehicle.

Several humans wearing stab-proof clothing and helmets, holding crossbows in their hands, waved to them.

“Brother, stop?”

“Stop, why are you here?”

Two cars stopped, one behind the other.

After the checkpoint, a person walked over quickly.

He asked: "Ahead is the auto repair shop shelter. Are you here to exchange supplies?"

“Damn it, brother, they are so formal.”

(End of this chapter)

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