"Oh," Chun Cao said in surprise, "What a fat sheep."
The last wave of autumn sun scorched the asphalt road, and a few zombies wandered aimlessly in front of the road. Zhou Rong slammed on the accelerator and hit the zombies with a few bangs, then stopped on the side of the road.
A container truck was still in a flipped position, the door was wide open, and the driver's seat was splashed with black blood.
Yan Hao narrowed his eyes, "Isn't this the car of the Feng guy from last night?"
"They came to me early this morning and asked if they could borrow a car, so that they could use their Alpha's subjective initiative to clean up the surrounding area." Zhou Rong picked up the crowbar and jumped out of the car. The sun shone on his arrogant short hair and sunglasses, and his expression didn't look good, "I knew something was wrong as soon as I heard it. Why are these stupid Alpha's so diligent?"
Sinan rarely took the initiative to express his opinion:
"Yes."
Chun Cao and Yan Hao who got out of the car after him had their expressions twisted.
"… Brother Rong is too shameless," Chun Cao whispered.
Yan Hao nodded with mixed feelings.
"The Feng family is a local tyrant. This Young Master Feng escaped with a group of men and women, how could he not bring anything except cash?" Zhou Rong inserted the crowbar into the already distorted container lock, grabbed it with both hands, raised his foot to block the back door, and sneered, "You want to trick me into using my car to move the goods, no way …"
Zhou Rong shouted "Hey!", the muscles on his arms and back bulged, and pried open the container door!
"Didn't you say you wouldn't take anything from the masses?" Yan Hao ridiculed.
Zhou Rong threw away the crowbar, opened the container door with his bare hands, and took two steps back with a loud bang:
"It's the duty of the Public Security Department to confiscate illegal firearms," Zhou Rong said politely, "I'm just doing my duty for the Public Security Department of B city, you're welcome."
The container was densely piled with rice, biscuits, tins, and all kinds of supplies. There were a few guns hanging on the wall of the container. They were all type 64, type 56, and three submachine guns were thrown on the ground. What was shocking was that there was actually a type 89 heavy machine gun.
Yan Hao's mouth remained open. "…"
"Awesome … Awesome …" Grassy jumped into the container in a few steps and looked at the dozens of boxes of bullets under her feet. Even her voice was trembling, "With these, we don't need to be afraid of zombies. Just shoot them. Why did those people run away last night?"
"Because it was too late." Zhou Rong gave her an answer, "Hundreds of zombies swarmed at night. Those with poor psychological quality would collapse directly. In the chaos, they only know how to run forward like a swarm of bees. This is the problem of combat literacy."
Yan Hao carefully observed the Type 89 pistol. After a long while, he touched the barrel with a pilgrim expression and murmured, "I haven't seen it since I was selected into 118. It turns out that the troops are still using it. I thought it was already in the Museum of History … "
Before he finished speaking, Zhou Rong gave him a kick, "This pretentious act is too bad. Go back and reload it!"
Ten minutes later, under the bright sun, several people moved guns and bullets back and forth, sweating profusely.
"I say, Young Master Feng is really something. Don't tell me he robbed the police station. I heard them say that City B has completely fallen. It's not surprising that this group of people can do anything … "
Zhou Rong interrupted the panting Grassy, "No, it should be a private collection. You see, this type 89 pistol and submachine gun are obviously modified. They may have been bought privately through the black market. "
Grassy nodded confusedly. Yan Hao carried a 30-kilogram box of bullets in each hand and threw it on the armored vehicle with two bangs, saying, "There are all kinds of bullets. People who only collect guns won't have so much ammunition. They should have plundered from the scrapped military vehicles along the way … By the way, didn't they want to come back to move things? When the firearms are gone, how will they explain it? "
Zhou Rong said coldly, "What firearms? Do they have firearms? How can there be firearms in the escape vehicle of Mr. Feng Wentai, one of the top ten outstanding youths in the country? "
Zhou Rong wrapped the heavy machine gun's bullet belt around his body, making him look like an Asian version of Stallone. Then, he staggered back to the armored vehicle and poured the bullet belt onto the floor of the vehicle. He heaved a sigh of relief and stretched his neck, which was now covered with countless deep marks, left and right.
"Don't touch a single grain of rice and flour in this car. Bring Feng Wentai back and let them see with their own eyes that our people's army is honest and innocent. As for the bodyguards of the Feng family, I have some use for them. After we set off for the B military district in a few days … "
Zhou Rong pushed up his sunglasses. Under the sun, the side of his face was full of sweat, showing a stubborn and tough outline.
"We'll leave the temporary shelter to them. Otherwise, more than 30 Beta may not even be able to hold it for a week."
Yan Hao asked, "You're finally willing to take everyone on the mission, Captain?"
Zhou Rong said, "What else can I do? You rely on me and love me so much."
"…" Yan Hao was silent for a few seconds. "We can't leave the fertilizer factory to Feng Wentai, right? If something happens, won't we push others out to cover the rear?"
Zhou Rong cherished the Type 89 heavy machine gun as if he was hugging his eight generations of only son. Even his tone became particularly gentle. "Don't worry. As long as they still want to hug the government's thigh, they won't dare to go too far before we return from the military district. Besides, for their own safety, they have to participate in the protection of the fertilizer factory. When the time comes, I'll distribute the supplies … and give the minibus key to Doctor Zheng … "
Zhou Rong suddenly raised his head. "Why are we the only ones working?!"
Sinan and Spring Grass stopped chewing at the same time, but it was too late.
Zhou Rong quickly opened the pile of boxes and saw that in the innermost layer of the containers, his cheapskate daughter and a non-staff combatant were squatting head to head, each holding a can in their hands and eating happily.
"…" Zhou Rong took a deep breath and suddenly caught a glimpse of the type of canned food. He immediately became angry.
"You two are more or less the same! Why are you eating caviar at a time like this?! "
Spring Grass trembled as she pointed at Sinan. "I, I, I don't know anything. He said this is valuable and delicious …"
Sinan held a spoon and explained, "I'm not in the system. I don't need to listen to your orders."
Zhou Rong went up and took away their canned food without any explanation. He chased Spring Grass away like a chick and poked Sinan's forehead to teach him a lesson. "You don't eat canned luncheon meat unless it's fried. You don't eat compressed biscuits unless it's filled. All day long, you're still thinking about the chicken shed. Should I find a cow to milk you? Who's the one who spoiled you? "
Sinan looked at him coldly.
"Count all the supplies in the container truck within half an hour. Otherwise, the canned food will be turned over to the state." Zhou Rong patted his head and said majestically, "Go!"
Half an hour later, Yan Hao slammed the mineral water tank back to the ground. He wiped his sweat and said, "Two hundred and sixteen kilograms."
"Five hundred kilograms." Zhou Rong squatted on the side and recorded the total weight of the bag of rice.
Not far away, Sinan sat in the rear cabin of the armored vehicle. He tiptoed and continued to eat his canned food. This time, he switched to a tin of strawberries in syrup and occasionally fed Spring Grass two.
Zhou Rong was exhausted. He clapped his hands and stood up. "Okay, let's call it a day and go back to camp!" He jumped down from the container and returned to the armored vehicle. When he passed by Sinan, he fiercely stuffed the canned caviar back into his hand.
Feng Wentai paced back and forth in the front yard of the fertilizer factory. When he finally saw the Special Forces' biochemical armored vehicle return, he immediately stood still. Although he tried his best to calm down, he could not hide the trace of anxiety in his eyes.
"Yo, Young Master Feng, what are you doing?" Zhou Rong poked his head out of the car and smiled.
Feng Wentai quickly walked forward with a smile on his face. Just as he was about to say something, Zhou Rong slowly interrupted him.
"Oh, right, there's something I need to tell you. We found the truck that flipped over last night on the side of the road. There were a lot of supplies in it, so we were wondering if you should move all the things back … "
The thing that Feng Wentai was most worried about happened. His face instantly stiffened.
"Don't worry, we didn't touch anything. The rice, flour, oil, grain, medicine, blankets, and so on are all still there." Zhou Rong smiled wholeheartedly and said, "We can't take a needle and a piece of thread from the people. You have to take the initiative to hand it over to the country."
"…" Feng Wentai immediately said, "There's no need to go through so much trouble. Captain Zhou can help me hand it over."
Zhou Rong, of course, immediately said that they could not do that. They had to be disciplined and could not privately deal with the personal property of the disaster victims. The two of them went back and forth for a long time. Feng Wentai lived up to everyone's expectations and won. Zhou Rong could not back down and reluctantly accepted his supplies on behalf of the 30 or so refugees from the fertilizer factory.
Feng Wentai rubbed his hands and smiled. "There's one more thing. To be honest, I'm a military fanatic. Some of the things in the container were my personal collection in the past. They have been modified and are not lethal … "
Zhou Rong was confused. "What?"
"That is," Feng Wentai seemed to find it difficult to speak. "They were given to me by my military fanatic friends when I was studying abroad … a few Uzi submachine guns and the like …"
"Aiya, I didn't see them!" Zhou Rongyi slapped his thigh. "Are you sure they're in the car?"
Feng Wentai nodded.
Zhou Rong said regretfully, "Those are good things. Someone must have picked them up. By the way, why didn't you tell me last night? If I had known, I would have taken them for you last night. How could they still be here now? "
Although he had a hunch, when he saw Zhou Rong's innocent expression with his own eyes, Feng Wentai instantly choked on a mouthful of old blood.
"— — Brother." Zhou Rong ignored Feng Wentai's expression and forcefully hooked his arm around his neck and walked towards the courtyard.
"In two days, we plan to go to B City and look for Xiangzi's grandfather in the military region. You know, the leaders have special shelters. Minister Guo doesn't want his grandson to take risks outside … "
Feng Wentai repeatedly said, "Of course, of course."
"We plan to go back and forth in three days, at most a week. During this period of time, you and your men might be a little tired. Help take care of this fertilizer factory. Survivor 36 was rescued by us from T city. " Zhou Rong stopped and pressed on Feng Wentai's shoulder. He solemnly said, "After we come out of B City's military region, we will specifically pick up the people who have gone through hardships with everyone to the shelter."
Feng Wentai wanted to ask something, but Zhou Rong lowered his voice and said, "Of course, it's not the kind of concentration camp that will accept as many people as they come … You know, brother."
Of course, Feng Wentai understood this point, but he nodded. He still looked a little hesitant. "Captain Zhou specifically came out of the military region to pick us up. Isn't it too risky? Let's just go together. Anyway, the minibus is big enough … "
Although it sounded nice, Young Master Feng's worry was very obvious. Who knows if you will come back from B City's military region to pick us up?
The guns have been taken away by you. At that time, you will go to the leader's shelter to enjoy your life, and leave us to fend for ourselves in this fertilizer factory. That would be very bad.
Zhou Rong sighed heavily under his suspicious gaze. "It's not that I don't want to, Brother Feng! But the ground of B City has basically fallen. If I take you in the car, we will charge all the way … "He pointed in the direction of the factory's dormitory." Do you see that pregnant woman? "
Feng Wentai was full of doubts.
"Why do you think we brought a pregnant woman all the way here? That's Xiangzi's … that! "
Zhou Rong shook his head bitterly. He didn't know what to say. "If it weren't for the surname Guo in her belly, we would have already killed our way into the military region. Why are we still staying in this fertilizer factory?"
Feng Wentai finally understood. He felt that everything that he couldn't understand in front of him could be explained.
"You know, we can't help it. But fortunately, the leader can send a helicopter. As long as everyone perseveres until we come back from the military region, the helicopter will pick us up, and everyone will be safe. " Zhou Rong patted Feng Wentai's arm hard and smiled. "Brother Feng, you have worked hard and performed a great service. Naturally, this matter …"
"I understand, I understand. We are all on the same side. Brother Zhou, you don't have to be so distant with me." Feng Wentai pondered for a moment and said sincerely, "Thank you, Brother Zhou, for saving us last night. Your little brother was wronged. It's my fault."
He waved at the bodyguard waiting at the entrance of the factory not far away and said, "Call Lu Hui over."
Lu Hui was the man with glasses. There was a large bruise on his throat. It was caused by Zhou Rong elbowing him against the wall last night in front of everyone.
"I must make this disappointing subordinate of mine apologize to that little brother," Feng Wentai said sincerely. "This matter is very bad. We must make a warning to others. Brother Zhou, please understand my painstaking efforts …"
The two of them pulled back for a long time. Zhou Rong didn't disappoint and failed again. He had no choice but to reluctantly turn around and shout, "Sinan!"
Sinan turned around from the armored vehicle.
Zhou Rong was afraid that he was still eating the strawberry syrup. He looked carefully and didn't see any bottles or cans in his hands. He waved his hand and said, "Come here!"
Si Nan was more obedient in front of outsiders. Hearing this, he walked over slowly. However, when Zhou Rong got close to him, he saw a small piece of dried powdered brown sugar water on the corner of his lips.
"…" Zhou Rong grabbed him without saying anything and wiped his lips with his thumb.
Sinan turned his head to avoid him and coldly glanced at him.
The murderous aura in his eyes reminded Zhou Rong of the time in T City when this man rode a motorcycle out of a sea of corpses. The cold and sharp gaze under the helmet was exactly the same as the one he was looking at now.
Zhou Rong's inner villain immediately surrendered.
"This is the person who pulled you last night." Zhou Rong hugged Sinan and whispered, "He wanted to apologize to you in person. That's why he invited you here."
Lu Hui was tall and had a gloomy face. He didn't seem to want to move. After Feng Wentai glared at him, he reluctantly knelt on one leg. After a while, he knelt on the other leg.
"My hand accidentally slipped last night." His throat was injured, and his voice was a little muffled. He said, "I'm sorry, brother. Please don't mind me."
Si Nan stood there in silence, expressionless, without saying a word.
His silhouette was outlined by the black slim-fit vest. Because of his long legs, he could only wear camouflage pants one size too big. The waist of his pants was hung loosely by a belt around his waist. He was wearing a pair of high-top military boots that Zhou Rong found for him.
The noon sun shone on his cold and white cheeks, dimly shining through.
Feng Wentai's eyes moved slightly, and he coughed to cover it up. "Captain Zhou, this little brother is really … extraordinary and handsome. I can't find words to describe him …"
He turned around and scolded his subordinate. "You bastard! Who are you kneeling for? Why aren't you kowtowing?! "
Lu Hui swallowed his anger and lowered his head. Who would have thought that as soon as he bent down, his shoulder would be stepped on by the sole of a shoe.
Sinan kicked off with one foot.
His movements were very light, but the huge force caused the Alpha to stagger and roll backwards!
Then he retracted his foot under Feng Wentai's indescribable gaze, wiped the sugar stain on the corner of his mouth, and left without saying a word.
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