Due to careful planning, quick action, and the remote location of the vegetable market, the process of evacuating the survivor vehicles from the alley was much smoother than they had previously expected.
Except for encountering a few "good guys" who heard the news and came to "share their brains", the survivor team did not encounter any other obstacles at all.
"MD, you are so fucking lucky today!" Seeing the urban management vehicle rushing out of the fork alley and entering the main road, Wang Qiang also expressed his feelings from the bottom of his heart.
yes! They are indeed lucky today. Looking back on all the past "adventures", they have not been in a state of embarrassment. And if you look at it now, if you don't say anything else, just the pile at the back of the car is enough. Half a man's height of rice and flour are enough to make any survivor living in the apocalypse feel comfortable and happy.
With the autumn wind, the urban management vehicles were speeding along the highway "excitedly".
The survivors leaned comfortably on the high "mountain of supplies" one by one, enjoying the joy of harvest.
There is no doubt that the mood of the survivors at this moment is completely different from that before they arrived. The most intuitive reflection is the atmosphere at the back of the car.
You know, the back of the car was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water when we arrived. Forced by the pressure of action, the survivors all remained silent.
However, now, the results of the great harvest have made it difficult for the survivors to suppress their excitement, and their chat boxes have also been opened in due course.
"Hey~ Brother Da Zhuang! How many kilograms of rice and noodles do you think we got on this trip?" Wang Qiang, who had no idea about kilograms, asked the question to Wei Dazhuang beside him.
Wei Dazhuang looked back at the supplies behind him, made a brief estimate, and said: "Well, this one is 20 kilograms; the kind is less, 10 kilograms. Looking at the situation of today's collection, it is enough to say less. It’s about a thousand pounds.”
What Da Zhuang said was natural, but it was like a bombshell in the ears of the three young people. Wu Chao, who was relatively stable on the opposite side, couldn't help but exclaimed in shock: "I'll go! No, right?" ! So much! A thousand pounds! Hahaha, then we will make a fortune this time!"
"Cut!" With his mouth curled up, Wang Qiang took out the cigarettes he had just hidden in the market from his pocket, and then gave one to everyone. While posting, he did not forget to tease: "I'm talking about Chao Zi, you are just a bitch! What are you talking about with the pound of rice! You are so petty! Remember~ Remember, from now on I will just follow your strong brother , I guarantee that you will eat well and drink spicy food!"
Hearing Wang Qiang's joking words, Wenquan Xin, who was used to making pranks, immediately became interested. He immediately interjected with a sneer: "Oh, brother Qiang! Can you take me to the junior high school if you are so awesome? Little brother. I have comprehensive skills and top-notch kung fu, and I especially like picking up soap. By the way, has Brother Qiang ever picked up soap?"
"Go away! You are blind!" Wang Qiang slapped the car board in annoyance, and Wang Qiang's angry look immediately made everyone laugh.
Unlike the bustle of laughter and curses at the back of the car, the cab at the front of the car was silent as usual.
Lao Zhao stared straight ahead at the road, and his several consecutive fierce breakthroughs had honed his driving skills to "pure as fire". Although it is an exaggeration to say this, when it comes to hitting the wall and chasing away corpses, Zhao Yunhai is really Don’t lose to anyone.
Logically speaking, Zhao Yunhai should be satisfied with today's actions, but at this moment, his mood is quite complicated.
Why? Because he was worried about the situation of the other two teams, especially Scarface.
After all, the purpose of their operation was not just to collect supplies, but more importantly, they also wanted to establish their authority. They wanted to prove their strength to the base in order to gain the corresponding "right to speak."
If you want to maximize the effect of this power-building operation, you must compare the performance of your competitors and see their final collection situation.
Because the base will comprehensively consider the process and results of each group of actions, and then give corresponding scores.
Leaving aside the second group, although Lao Zhao doesn't know what their strength is, in the end they are just survivors hiding under a high wall. Although their physical fitness is slightly better, the reality of not experiencing actual combat for a long time is still doomed. Their "scores" will not be very good.
But the first group controlled by Scarface's Sang Biao was different. They dispatched a total of 15 people for this operation. This alone was far ahead of the remaining two groups.
In addition, they are also equipped with a military truck and an off-road vehicle. Judging from the combination of these two transport vehicles, they are obviously well prepared to "do big business".
I wonder how much those bastards gained! From the bottom of his heart, Lao Zhao hoped that the other party would mess up the matter. Although he also understood that such thoughts were too selfish, human nature is inherently selfish, not to mention those scum of society.
Returning home always seems to be faster than leaving home. The urban management vehicle loaded with happy survivors and piles of supplies once again appeared on the familiar auxiliary road.
The gymnasium is just around the corner! !
The soldiers conducted routine inspections on each survivor as usual. The survivors also expressed their understanding and got out of the car to undergo inspections.
After the inspection was completed, the vehicle started driving again. As soon as it entered the museum, the welcoming crowd crowded the relatively spacious entrance to the hall.
Fortunately, there were soldiers helping to maintain order, otherwise Lao Zhao really didn't know how to deal with such a "heated" scene.
Unlike Old Zhao, who had a "big head", the younger generation Wang Qiang and others enjoyed this moment extremely.
They waved frequently to the onlookers, and they really felt like they were returning to their hometown.
The car was parked firmly in the parking lot, and my companions who had been waiting for a long time rushed up immediately.
It was inevitable for relatives to meet each other, especially Wei Yang, who directly came to Tang Xiaoquan to ask for help, which made the latter feel at a loss, with his face turning red and green at times.
These secret changes were naturally noticed by the elders Lao Lin and Lao Zhao. The two of them looked at each other involuntarily, with a look of joy in their eyes.
According to regulations, anyone entering the stadium from outside must be quarantined for 24 hours, so the outgoing team was naturally taken to the player tunnel.
Since Zhao Yunhai needed to return to the command post to report on today's search, only Tang Xiaoquan and four other people followed Luo Yi into the designated isolation room.
After closing the door, the room suddenly fell into darkness. Wang Qiang scratched his head, then looked around in the darkness, and couldn't help but asked strangely: "Hey, brothers, this room doesn't seem to be the isolation room we stayed in before! "
As soon as this statement came out, it also attracted the attention of others, especially Tang Xiaoquan, whose lunar eyebrows immediately stood up! !
PS, thank you to the leader of the wealthy Shenniu clan for the RMB 60 reward today. Guozi sings a song here to express his gratitude.
"As long as everyone gives a little love, Guoguo will have money to buy spicy strips." Sorry for the bad singing! Forgive me!
