Snow covered the deserted streets like a quilt.

Except for the snowplows who walked silently, the only noise on the whole street was the cold north wind.

Oh no, there's also a great place to keep spring alive.

People are noisy and carnival here, releasing accumulated stress and passing the time of boredom.

This great place is the False Legs Tavern, which has only been open for less than a month, but has conquered the hearts of all wastelanders with its excellent drink. At the wine table, the muscular mercenary stepped on the stool with his feet, drunkenly showing off the scars on his body. Hotly dressed girls roam dark corners, waiting for their prey tonight. The gambler put two tables together and played dice and poker

Judging from these few silhouettes, this place is no different from the bullet shell tavern on the street. The only difference is that the security here is very good, too good to be true. But that wasn't the case when it first opened.

Wine is a huge profit anywhere. The appearance of the prosthetic leg tavern undoubtedly cut off the financial route of the taverns on the entire street. Once you've tasted the wheat-scented beer, no one will be interested in that rotten liquor blended with industrial alcohol. Even the wealthy in the inner circle occasionally come to this place to drink two cups to warm their stomachs.

Profiteering naturally attracts the jealousy of peers. After coercion and temptation failed, the owners of various taverns resorted to all kinds of indiscriminate means.

Troublemaking, planting, theft

However, the people who resorted to these means obviously underestimated Zhou Guoping's ability. He used to be a bandit, and if he played three indiscriminate methods, he was an old fritter.

Bribes, black guns, arson

After chopping off six outstretched dirty hands in quick succession, those who were about to move finally became cautious. Immediately afterwards, he released another rumor: the relationship between the owner of this shop and the ten-member committee is not ordinary. After hearing the news, those who were still hesitating whether to take the risk finally completely dispelled the crooked thoughts in their hearts. Accepted the fact that the prosthetic tavern occupies the market.

In addition to being safe and secure, the design of the tavern is also very user-friendly. The space on the second and third floors has been converted into warm guest rooms, providing privacy for those men and women who are "in love". For the physically and mentally exhausted wastelanders, release deeper stress

As always. Zhou Guoping, dressed in a gray suit, sat casually on a wooden table, bragging familiarly to the mercenaries roaming the wasteland. This boss is very talkative and very popular with these drunkards. Even his bald head, which has no grass, has become the signature of this tavern.

Just like the old grandfather of KFC.

As for why. That's because as long as anyone talks about something he's interested in, he'll give them a free bill.

"Guess what I saw in the North End of downtown? It's a Mother of Dead Claws! Hell, I just wanted to get close to that crater and see if there's anything of value in there—"

"Alright man, Mother Deathclaw only goes back to the crater when she's laying eggs, and they'll usually hide in their burrows in the winter, and your hides blow up. A middle-aged uncle grinned, reached out to remove the cigarette in his mouth, and shook it in the ashtray. He had a horrific scar on his face. Pull from the left eye to the right corner of the mouth. Because of this scar, his smile looked a little hideous.

"Since the one-eyed Lev said so, it must be true. ”

"That's right, boy, the scar on this old fellow's face is from the Mother of Deathclaws. ”

The young man's face turned the color of pig's liver, and he took a muffled sip of beer to hide his embarrassment.

Zhou Guoping looked at the gag mercenaries with a smile, but he was thinking about when to speak and which people were worth hiring.

That guy was supposed to be a newcomer, at least not a mercenary before. As for the middle-aged man with that Slavic face. It's a ruthless character. It is said that he was a former fighter pilot of the CCCP, but after the war, he was not sent back to China, but was brought to Wanghai City as an experimenter for a special experimental project. When the cataclysm came, he escaped from the laboratory with extraordinary skills. Since then, he has wandered the wasteland.

However, Zhou Guoping didn't plan to hire him, no matter how ruthless he was, he was just a lone traveler. And the boss's instructions to him were that a lot of people were needed, at least a large mercenary group of no less than fifty people.

It's hard to do, especially in an environment where everyone is trying to get downtown.

However, the boss's order was absolute, and Zhou Guoping's eyes glanced at the door from time to time. He was waiting for someone to appear.

The oak door slammed open, and a cold stream of snow blew in.

The man sitting at the door drinking wine was shivered by the wind, and just wanted to scold the guy who opened the door. However, after seeing that face clearly, the swear words that had already poured into his mouth were swallowed back by him.

With a flat head and a blue-gray winter suit, it looks very ordinary. After stepping into the tavern, he didn't babble like the others, but sat down at the bar in a very low-key manner, expertly ordered a bottle of beer and drank it to himself.

But when he saw this person, Zhou Guoping's eyes lit up and he walked over with a smile.

Luo Yang, the leader of the Black Blood Mercenary Regiment. Although he has a popular face, no one can ignore his strength and the strength of the more than seventy fighters who worked for him.

"How's the harvest today?" Zhou Guoping, sitting next to him, asked in a casual tone.

"It's terrible, except for snow, it's blood. The northern area of the city center has been explored, and the zombie lair has been knocked out, and there is no shadow of satellite debris at all. After taking a sip of stuffy wine, Luo Yang said with a tired frown.

"Nothing?"

"It's almost only when you're in the center of the city that you're in awe of those dumbfounded zombies. It's so dense that you can't see the edges at all. Our men drove the truck, rampage, desperately pulling the trigger and shooting at the corpses. Even so, I almost confessed there twice. ”

"Think about it, man. After all, it's a world of zombies, and even death claws have to walk around. Smiling comfortingly, Zhou Guoping took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed him a root.

Sighing, Luo Yang took the cigarette and lit it for himself.

"Have you had any good work lately?"

"That one million Yajing order gave up?" Zhou Guoping grinned.

"I can't risk my brother's life. I have a hunch that it will be a bottomless pit, and no matter how many lives I take to fill it, I will not be able to fill it. "Hear a million subcrystals. A flash of greed flashed in Royan's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a strong concern.

Compared to his peers who pounced on the city center like flies, he still maintained a little sanity.

"Let's talk about something happy. I happen to have a business here. ”

"How much?" Luo Yang asked with interest after taking a sip.

"Ten thousand subcrystals. ”

"Poof!" Royan squirted out of his beer. His eyes widened and he looked at Zhou Guoping, "Ten thousand?!Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. Zhou Guoping nodded with a smile.

"The content of the commission?" Luo Yang asked cautiously as he reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth.

"Have you ever heard of the Fish Bone Base?" Zhou Guoping asked nonchalantly.

"Something I heard. The station of a certain provincial force in Wanghai City is quite strong. ”

Since the trade with the Zhao group was carried out in secret, Zhou Guoping never revealed the identity of the owner behind the tavern. So for the outside world, the existence of the fish bone base is mysterious. Many people only know that there is such a survivor base in Qingpu, but even the exact location is very vague.

As for why, it's also obvious. There are many large and small survivor bases in the wasteland, but most of them are unfriendly, such as the Gray Gu mercenary group that has been wiped out.

"The employer is their boss. As for the content of the commission, it is above it. ”

As he spoke, Zhou Guoping took out a piece of paper from his pocket and slapped it on the bar.

After hesitating for a moment, Luo Yang silently reached out and picked up the agreement, glancing at it. The look on his face became more and more solemn.

"It's impossible! What are you kidding, blocking the mutants in Seventh by the Taipu River, this is taking my people to death. ”

"Yes, if you think so, then forget it, though I personally think it's a pity. Zhou Guoping sighed with pity and put away the agreement.

"I don't see any pity. No matter how much money you have, you have to spend it. Luo Yang sneered.

"Do you think the Fish Bone Base will lose?" Zhou Guoping asked with a smile.

"As far as I know, there are more than 3,000 mutants in Land Seven, and although they may not have bright brains, they are all good at fighting. Luo Yang grinned. "Even if they take out half of them, it will have to be a thousand and a half. The disparity in strength is more than ten times, and only a penman will accept this commission. Ant-like mutants will crush them to pieces like ants. ”

said. Luo Yang took a sip of wine and shook his head regretfully.

Of course, he was not regretting the fate of the fish bone base, but for the 10,000 Yajing that slipped away from his eyes.

"However, according to my intelligence, the strength of the Fish Bone Base is not weak, for example, in terms of heavy firepower. Zhou Guoping said with a smile.

"Heavy firepower? Luo Yang grinned and expressed his disapproval.

Tactics for mutants. He still knows a little bit.

The mutants who occupy the Iron Works in Ground Seven use steel to the point of being almost extravagant, and charging with sheer muscle strength and heavy C-shaped steel plate armor will be a nightmare for all light infantry with rifles.

Heavy firepower?Okay, heavy firepower is effective, but how many rounds can your artillery fire when all the mutants spread out and charge at the same time on the wide, frozen river? Once the mutants have broken through the lines, no firepower is used, and the battle is likely to turn into a one-sided slaughter.

"As an intermediary, I don't know exactly what the tactics are. But do you think that since it is a base in other provinces, if there is no certainty of victory, will you fight to the death for the land of Qingpu?"

"Whether they're sure or not, it's too risky for us. Luo Yang shook his head.

"But the risk is proportional to the profit, isn't it? Or you wouldn't have rushed into the city center with your brother. ”

Hearing this, Luo Yang's expression was slightly embarrassed.

Seeing this, Zhou Guoping paused and lowered his voice.

"I have a piece of news here, I don't know if you're interested. ”

Luo Yang saw Zhou Guoping's mysterious appearance, and his expression couldn't help but be stunned, waiting for his next step.

"In addition to this 10,000 Yajing, there is also a benefit. I can reveal something to you, but it's not in line with the rules for my business, and I want you to keep it a secret. ”

"Ahem, Lao Zhou, you know my personality very well. ”

"Of course, that's why I found you a trade route from Qingpu to Liuding Town, 10% of the profit, and the type of goods is food. (To be continued.) )