"Okay, let's start collecting supplies."
Following Zhang Chen's order, everyone started working in an orderly manner.
Most of the supplies in this community have been collected by Liu Dalong. There are not many things in other residential buildings, so the collection process is not long.
Zhang Chen returned to the car and closed his eyes to rest.
Overall, today's operation went smoothly, and his prestige has been further improved. I believe that these people will become core members before long and obey his words.
When desperate, people often seek spiritual comfort. Religions have always used this method to create gods, which is a higher level and large-scale PUA.
It is easier for Doomsday to succeed in this kind of behavior, and with the large amount of resources at his disposal, he can get twice the result with half the effort.
"The next step is to plunder resources while training. When the resort is completely stabilized and the extreme cold begins, we can almost start searching for the whereabouts of the siblings."
Zhang Chen silently planned his future actions in his mind.
There are priorities.
In terms of hatred value, the two siblings have the highest hatred, but in terms of threat, the Church of Dark Night is a greater threat, which is a group of unreasonable madmen.
Zhang Chen knew that he was no match alone, so taking advantage of rebirth and developing a survivor base was the best option.
Now that the resort is on track, the flame of revenge in his heart can no longer be suppressed.
"The current exploration direction can also be adjusted towards Beicheng District."
Zhang Chen was thoughtful.
In the future, Shen Mingluan can become the leader of the survivor base, which shows that the starting point is not low.
In the end of the world, extraordinary people have an advantage, but it is not easy to feed a large group of people. A large amount of materials is the basis.
There is no comparison at all between starting with a dog that relies on picking up food and sitting on an entire warehouse.
In other words, you can find traces of Shen Mingluan by staring at the places where a large amount of supplies are stored in Tongcheng.
From a geographical point of view, Beicheng District is the most likely.
His alma mater is there.
Materials are sufficient and there are countless college students as labor force.
Everything to eat is plentiful and it is one of the best places to develop.
"Brother Zhang, it's almost done. Should we close the team?"
Suddenly, Xia Wanqing's voice came to my mind.
"Let's go, pay attention to recycle the weapons."
Zhang Chen instructed.
There is no shortage of compound bows in the warehouse, but the number of arrows is limited. There is currently no way to make them in the camp. Just use one.
And what about the archery skills of the team members?
It almost all depends on God’s will.
It was already dark when the group returned to the resort.
The survivors who stayed behind looked at the supplies brought back and were very happy, but when they heard what happened during the day, they all became disappointed.
Even during dinner, everyone was quiet.
Someone wanted to hold a funeral for his dead companion, but Zhang Chen did not agree.
Everyone became more silent.
They all know that someone may leave tomorrow.
The next morning, the convoy set off again.
Perhaps because of the lessons learned from the past, everyone was more cautious. When they returned, there were only five casualties.
The third day.
The fourth day...
A week passed by in the blink of an eye.
The resort finally looks a bit like a survivor base.
Combatants and support personnel are clearly distinguished, and the levels are clearly defined. The team's combat effectiveness is not weak. It can face thirty zombies alone and fight in an orderly manner. No matter how many there are, it can retreat calmly.
The price is that there are only 151 people left in the resort.
For most survivors, the loss was devastating.
Zhang Chen thought it was okay. A group of novices could adapt to the end of the world after paying the price. It was worth it.
It's not that he doesn't have the ability to reduce losses, nor can he save people at critical moments.
But that would harm them and more people.
Only by facing death can you defeat death.
Life is the price for people to learn lessons.
After losing, everyone can be more united.
It's cruel, but it's true.
Death after death makes ordinary people understand that only by relying on extraordinary people can they defeat zombies.
It was also the repeated deaths that made the extraordinary understand that they were not invincible and needed ordinary people to attract firepower and build defense lines for them.
"Boss, come on, there's some trouble."
Suddenly, Xia Wanqing's anxious voice came from her mind.
Zhang Chen suddenly opened his eyes with confusion on his face.
Now that the combat team has been formed, this is another ordinary community without any powerful presence.
What matters require his intervention?
Soon, he came to the community.
The battle is over and everyone is collecting supplies.
There are a lot of vegetables and meat stored in the restaurants in the community, and there are many food and daily necessities in the supermarket, which can be said to be a full harvest.
Just move out, what's the problem?
"Boss."
Seeing Zhang Chen coming, everyone quickly gave way.
Just then, a loud voice came.
"Young man, are you their leader?"
"You look so handsome. I see you are kind-hearted. You can't eat so many things. Bring some to Auntie."
Zhang Chen looked up and saw an aunt in her forties sticking her head out of the window on a building with a warm face.
"Handsome guy, I'm not being unreasonable. That supermarket belongs to my nephew, so sharing half of it isn't too much, right?"
"Old Suntou, you are unreasonable. I have worked so hard to kill the zombies. What's wrong with taking more? Just keep one third."
"That's the truth. We don't want more. You can bring us your meat, canned goods, tobacco, alcohol, and emergency medicines. Take the rest."
"That's right, you are young, strong, and capable, and you can look for a place where you can tell the difference. We are half buried in the ground and can't get out. You carry forward the traditional virtues, respect the old and love the young."
After the aunt, people from other floors of the building also poked their heads out, all in their forties or fifties.
Apparently a community of survivors had gathered.
This group of people talked in one way, and in a few words they decided on how to classify things, which seemed to make some sense.
No wonder he can fool his people.
"What are you doing standing there in a daze? Keep working."
Zhang Chen gave the order with an expressionless face.
There was nothing he could do about it
Human nature is good, and the character developed over the years is not easy to change.
When you see others in trouble, you will subconsciously want to help. The virtue of respecting the elderly and caring for the young cannot be forgotten.
Many people in their team have lost relatives and have been abandoned. Now that the guys upstairs have suffered such a misfortune, most of them feel sympathy.
This is a good thing and a bad thing.
"Okay, okay boss."
Due to Zhang Chen's majesty, everyone did not dare to have any objections and continued to carry it.
Seeing this scene, the group of people upstairs suddenly became furious.
"What are you doing, you little bastards? That's our stuff, put it down."
"Shameless, Old Liu, Old Zhao, don't be stunned, someone is robbing us."
"Some people raise little beasts that no one teaches..."
Waves of angry curses came and became more and more intense. At first, they were relatively audible, but later they simply greeted the reproductive organs, radiating to eighteen generations of female relatives of the ancestors.
Xia Wanqing and others were completely stunned.
For a moment, I didn’t know who to be angry with.
How come the uncles and aunts who were smiling and chatting cordially with them just now became like this in a blink of an eye?
