"Why do you say that?" Zhao Qiang asked.

"I'll tell you the truth." Hu Qinghan looked disdainful: "A few nights ago, we received a distress signal from them, those fools, what kind of house to move, they were served by zombies on the way, what kind of bullshit tiger, now it is estimated that they are all fucking dead, you say, that alliance is like this, what else is there to be afraid of." ”

"Hmph, friend, don't blame me for not reminding you, Lao Tzu is the captain of the Tiger Squad." Zhao Qiang said secretly, but on the surface, he pretended to be suddenly enlightened: "So that's the case." ”

"Look at our construction site, what do you want, the tanks with thick walls can't rush in, how about it, mix with us, and have a good life for you kid in the future." Hu Qinghan still hasn't forgotten his purpose.

"Okay." Zhao Qiang echoed and said: "Anyway, the broken alliance is over, brother, I will follow Brother Hu." ”

"Good boy, I'll take you to see the eldest brother later." Hu Qinghan grinned and said, "Boy, where did you get this thing?" You can still get some for my brother, no, you Brother Hu and I are suffocating to death these days. ”

Looking at Hu Qinghan's greedy expression, Zhao Qiang shook the gun in his hand indifferently and said, "Okay, with this thing, how much smoke does you want?" After saying that, several people laughed proudly together.

……

"Brother Sabre, you said that Brother Qiang has been gone for so long, will something happen?" Chen Ergou was a little worried, to deal with zombies, anyone in the Tiger squad has the ability to kill three in and three out in the zombie group, but against the same living people, the Tiger Squad has always been a team action, just like the original Huanghua Airport operation, relying on the unity and cooperation of the entire team to achieve victory.

"Don't worry." Saber replied easily: "It's just a group of rabble, Zhao Qiang is more than enough to deal with them alone, not to mention us." ”

"That's it, 200 meters away, we can't rush over in half a minute, besides, with me here, what are you worried about." Guo Zijiang echoed, even if there is any problem, with Zhao Qiang's skills, there is no problem to hold on for half an hour, not to mention that the team members will never let Zhao Qiang last alone for so long.

"I said, is that camp really what they say it is?" Chen Ergou asked, this question has been bothering him, just based on the words of a stranger, what if he gets it wrong.

"You're stupid." Guo Zijiang said: "Isn't Zhao Qiang's kid sneaking in alone for this?" Why don't we talk nonsense with them and just rush in and kill him? ”

"Don't even talk!" Saber said coldly: "Keep an eye on me, as long as there is any abnormality, within a minute, I will not see a living person with a gun except Zhao Qiang, if you dare to make a mistake, Lao Tzu will personally give you a few more rounds of special training." ”

"Yes!" Guo Zijiang shrunk his neck, the special training of the saber was an existence that was even more terrifying than the zombies, he would rather face all the zombies in the world than participate in the special training presided over by the saber himself.

……

In the unfinished building, although the environment is not very good, compared with the shantytowns where the survivors live outside, it is definitely the difference between heaven and hell, Zhao Qiang can't imagine how those survivors survived in that environment in the coldest days without sunlight.

The population of the camp is made up of two parts, with the largest base being the unarmed survivors. In order to survive in this camp, they have only two options, one is to venture out to find the necessary supplies for survival, all you can rely on is yourself and a pickaxe that can be found everywhere on the construction site, and now there are no pickaxes, at most you can bring a large piece of iron that is still sharpened, and if you are lucky enough, you can bring back everything you need alive.

Another option is to become a slave, as for what to do, it depends on the slave owner's preferences, at the end of the day's work, if the slave owner is in a good mood, maybe you will be rewarded with a bite of black bread or something, if you anger the slave owner, then sorry, you will get nothing but a beating.

No one wants to be a slave, and many people who think they are lucky think so. Many of them were lucky enough to bring back food and other survival supplies alive, but Lady Luck didn't stay with them for long, and as time went on, more and more people stayed in the outside world forever, until the last lucky one returned to the camp with a bruised body and eventually turned into a dehumanized zombie, leaving the rest of the population with only one option to become slaves.

The so-called slave owners were only some of the more fortunate survivors, and they were the second type of personnel in the camp. Either they had obtained guns through different means, or they had stolen them from others by all means, and in short, the people with guns eventually became slave owners in the camp.

Slave owners don't have nothing to do every day, the defense of the site and going out to find supplies are their main jobs, after all, they themselves need food to survive, and those bullets and slaves can't conjure food. Of course, slave owners usually acted in groups compared to ordinary survivors, they had weapons and vehicles, and they were far more efficient at searching for supplies than ordinary survivors.

The survival materials, weapons and ammunition collected by the slave owners are all in the hands of one person, that is, the boss Hu Qinghan said, Li Zili, and the guy named Li Zixin that Zhao Qiang knows is only one word different. And what Li Zili relies on is his black heart and his right-hand men who are known as the Eight King Kongs.

Hu Qinghan is the boss of the Eight King Kongs, each of these Eight King Kongs has their own unique skills, some are accurate marksmanship, some are good at fighting, some play a good knife, and most importantly, they are all brothers who swore before, and found the police officer Li Zili as the backer, usually wearing the uniform of the city management and playing the signboard of the assistant management rampant in the township, after the disaster broke out, it became the ruling class here by virtue of the obscene power accumulated over the years.

"Brother Zhao, behave well, if the boss appreciates it, it won't be a problem for the Eight King Kongs to add another nine." Hu Qinghan patted Zhao Qiang's shoulder, and before he knew it, the two of them had walked to the tenth floor of the unfinished building, which was where Li Zili's "dormitory" was located.

"Definitely, definitely." Zhao Qiang had a flattering smile on his face, looking at Li Zili's "dormitory", and the anger in his heart became even stronger.