"Who is the leader here?"
Zhang Qingyun sat on a chair, lit a cigarette, took a puff, and asked the four or five people squatting below.
These people kept their heads down and no one spoke. Zhang Qingyun continued to ask: "What? You all want to die. If you don't speak, you will be shot immediately!"
"Sir, our head was just blown up by a cannonball."
A thin young man turned his head and said tremblingly with a look of disgrace.
Zhang Qingyun glanced at this young man who was as thin as a stick and said: "What is your name?"
"Sir, my name is Wu Zhiqiong. I am 21 years old this year." Wu Zhiqiong said with a tearful tone: "Sir, please forgive me. We don't have to force you to do anything. If you don't come, you will die~"
Of course Zhang Qingyun will not be moved by this person's words. Although what he said is true, is he himself innocent? Stop making trouble, Wu Zhiqiong is not necessarily a good guy if he can attack you with a gun.
"Where did you come from? What kind of force are you from?"
Wu Zhiqiong continued: "We are construction workers on a construction site not far down the mountain. After the apocalypse began, several leaders stood up among the workers. The one who was killed just now was Liu Lao Er, who was also our second son."
"Oh? So your boss didn't come today?"
"No, Liu Lao'er brought us here today."
Zhang Qingyun continued to ask: "How many of you are there, and where did the guns come from?"
"Originally there were more than 200 people at the beginning. The guns were obtained from the SWAT base, but many people died during the attack. Now there are more than 140 people. Today, more than 40 people came."
"You robbed a special police base and got this little gun?" Zhang Qingyun asked doubtfully.
Wu Zhiqiong answered honestly: "Yes, when we demolished the gun depot, because there were too many zombies and many people died, people were panicked, so we had to sweep the office building and dormitory, and hurriedly The ground has withdrawn.”
Zhang Qingyun nodded, so that's it. Logically speaking, the special police have some heavy firepower equipment. With the equipment they have today, it's far from enough.
"What's your boss's name? How many guns are there in the base now?"
Wu Zhiqiong said, "We call him Scarface privately. He has a deep scar on his face and he is ruthless. We are all quite afraid of him. He still has more than a dozen guns."
At this time, another person added: "When I left today, I saw Liu Laoer carrying a rocket launcher and grenades. I guess the base no longer has heavy firepower. That is the only thing."
Zhang Qingyun nodded and stood up and said: "Wang Cheng, arrange for someone to take him into custody and keep him under strict supervision."
"Smith, arrange for your people to scout the terrain and move quickly."
"Yes, Commander."
Zhang Qingyun saw four or five people lying next to him, groaning, and turned his head and gave Wang Chen a look, and the other party understood immediately.
"Okay, after cleaning up the battlefield, leave people to guard, and the troops will bring them back."
After speaking, under the salute of the soldiers, Zhang Qingyun got on an infantry fighting vehicle and drove to the villa.
Back at the villa, the hall was brightly lit, and the injured soldiers were now receiving treatment from Li Bing'er.
The hall was filled with the smell of blood and disinfectant.
Zhang Qingyun turned on the ventilation system of the villa.
"How's it going? Are the medicines enough?"
Zhang Qingyun watched Bing'er suturing the wound of a soldier who was shot in the arm, while Chen Yafei was doing it next to her.
Li Bing'er didn't raise her head, and said in a low voice while wearing a mask: "It's enough for the time being, but I remind you, it's best to prepare more anesthetics and gunshot wounds and other medicines."
"I know, I will pay attention next."
Zhang Qingyun nodded.
"Mom and Dad, go and have a rest. Today is a special situation and I'm worrying you."
Father Zhang said: "Son, are you okay?"
"It's okay, parents, don't worry."
"Who did this? Why do they also have guns? This is too dangerous." Fang Hui said with a worried look.
The two old men had never been as excited as this night in their entire lives. With the crackling gunshots outside, even an experienced person would have to kneel down in the face of this situation.
After appeasing his parents, Zhang Qingyun personally sent his elder brother and sister upstairs, then returned to the living room, went to the reception room, lit a cigarette and started smoking.
"Wang Cheng, Wang Cheng."
Zhang Qingyun picked up the walkie-talkie and called, not letting him wait long, and soon Wang Cheng's voice came over.
"Copy that, Commander."
"You bring Wu Zhiqiong, one of the thugs, here. I have something to ask him."
Zhang Qingyun remembered something very important and had to ask clearly.
Ten minutes later, Wang Cheng's escort Wu Zhiqiong arrived.
"Smoking?"
Zhang Qingyun held a box of Chinese medicine and gestured to Wu Zhiqiong. Wu Zhiqiong nodded. Wang Cheng took out one and handed it to him and lit it for him.
"I want to ask you something. You must think it through and tell me. Do you understand?" Zhang Qingyun asked seriously, looking at Wu Zhiqiong who was smoking and enjoying himself.
Wu Zhiqiong nodded and said: "Sir, if you tell me, as long as I know it, I will never hide it."
"Very good" Zhang Qingyun nodded and said, "Do you know that if the zombies outside attack people, they will be infected?"
"Of course, we all know this. If someone is bitten or scratched by a zombie when he goes out, we will expel him immediately." Wu Zhiqiong said in a daze.
"Have you ever killed zombies?"
"Of course, to tell you the truth, when we went to the SWAT base, we killed a lot of these things along the way." Wu Zhiqiong said with an indifferent expression.
Zhang Qingyun asked: "Then you didn't find any problems after the zombies died?"
"No, how can we care about this? We haven't gone out since we robbed the SWAT base that day. There are too many zombies outside and it's too dangerous."
Zhang Qingyun sighed, and now the most important question has appeared. He continued to ask: "Do you know how many zombies you have killed?"
"This?" Wu Zhiqiong thought for a moment and said, "There are still hundreds of them."
Zhang Qingyun felt a chill in his heart when he heard this data. He doesn't know how many small survivor bases like Wu Zhiqiong and others there are in S City. If they all kill zombies, they will be very helpful in regaining S City in the future. variable.
After a zombie is reborn and turns into a blood zombie, as the amount of human blood it absorbs slowly increases, its strength will also increase. Ordinary bullets may no longer threaten it.
So no matter whether this thing is true or not, once a zombie becomes a blood zombie, at least you can't die anywhere except the head. This is a very tricky thing!
And Zhang Qingyun didn't know whether this news was true or not. It was all heard by hearsay in the previous life.
Zhang Qingyun handed the remaining cigarette to Wu Zhiqiong and said, "Take it, this is a reward for you."
"Thank you sir, thank you sir."
"Wang Cheng, take him back. You and Smith will have breakfast tomorrow and come over."
"It's the commander."
