"If there's anything you need, you can use this frequency to find us." Zhao Qiang wrote down a string of numbers casually, and today's social mobile phones are no longer usable as a communication tool, and they represent different frequency band numbers for various organizations or camps.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I'm afraid it's not necessary." The other party's answer was neither humble nor arrogant, but after glancing at the number left by Zhao Qiang twice, he put it in the pocket of his chest.

"Okay, let's go first, remember, in the face of absolute strength, no amount of wisdom is useless." Zhao Qiang stood up, pulled the corners of his clothes, and motioned for Wei Tao and the others to leave together.

……

"Head, they're gone." The one who spoke was one of Song Yunpeng's right-hand men, Wang Haodong, a young man who had just turned 20 years old.

Song Yunpeng sat on the Taishi chair and waved his hand, he was still digesting the information brought by this group of uninvited guests. Since the outbreak of the crisis, the original social division of labor has disappeared, replaced by many traditional professions, mercenaries, security guards, rangers, craftsmen, doctors, bandits, in order to survive, everyone is looking for a career that suits them, and Song Yunpeng is engaged in mercenaries, the most profitable and the most desperate profession.

As long as the other party can afford to pay enough money, Song Yunpeng and his brothers can do anything for their employer. From the simple arms business at the beginning, to the direct contracting of various types of military operations today, it relies on Song Yunpeng's strategy.

The mercenary career is full of dangers, and the soldiers around Song Yunpeng have changed one after another, only Wang Haodong has been by his side since the beginning of arms trafficking, and Song Yunpeng also admires this smart and clever boy.

"Haodong, what is the purpose of their coming this time?" Song Yunpeng asked, although the other party made clear his purpose as soon as he came, which was to pull Song Yunpeng's mercenary group into the gang, but Song Yunpeng always felt that things were not so simple.

Although the zombies are terrifying, what is even more terrifying are those who are full of ** and living people, so Song Yunpeng is always very careful when doing things, and never lets his employer or anyone else know the location of his headquarters, in order to prevent some ill-intentioned guys from moving the idea of the mercenary group.

Song Yunpeng also does a good job in controlling people's hearts, he never engages in privileges, never eats alone, and is not stingy with the people under him, most of all the income will be distributed to his soldiers according to their contributions, so every soldier of the mercenary group is loyal to the mercenary group. The secret of the location of the mercenary group's headquarters and warehouse has never been known to outsiders, the reason is that only those who die on the battlefield are qualified to leave the mercenary group, and any individual or organization that dares to brush the tiger's beard must consider how to withstand the retaliation from the mercenary group's anger.

What Song Yunpeng couldn't understand was how these strangers found their headquarters and said that they wanted to see him by name. Since he knew his name and found this place, the other party was obviously prepared, if it weren't for Song Yunpeng even stopping his subordinates, a battle with an unknown outcome might be inevitable.

The strangers claim to be from the far seas and belong to a group of mercenaries called the Tigers, according to whom the monsters are known as zombies are a race called Quiavello, who will become more and more difficult to deal with over time, and the Tigers happen to have enough technology to fight the Queavello.

If it weren't for the fact that the world was full of man-eating zombies, the information brought by the fat man who claimed to be Zhao Qiang and the Tiger mercenary group to which he belonged was almost more incredible than the things in science fiction, but the most important thing at the moment was to figure out one thing.

"Haodong, help me find out what the details of those people are." Song Yunpeng kneaded his temples, and the group unknowingly broke through several of their own open posts and secret posts, which made Song Yunpeng have some doubts about his defense system.

Half an hour later, Wang Haodong came back from outside in a hurry, and the news he brought was even more weird. It turned out that when the guests had just left, Wang Haodong arranged for his most elite soldiers to secretly follow behind a few people, but in a corner, a few guests mysteriously disappeared.

"How so?" Song Yunpeng couldn't help but sit back in his chair, Wang Haodong's ability to do things is obvious to all, and the few masters who are good at tracking under him are even better, and they actually lost a few big people on their own territory, if this matter spreads, the reputation of the mercenary group will not plummet?

Could it be that the ghost is inside? Song Yunpeng thought about it and felt that there was only this one thing left that was the most unlikely to happen, who could it be? Everyone in the mercenary group is carefully selected by themselves, and communication and outing are strictly controlled, how can anyone communicate with the outside world in such a situation?

Just when Song Yunpeng was puzzled, the liaison officer in charge of external liaison walked into the office.

"Head, business is coming to the door." The liaison officer didn't know what Song Yunpeng was worried about, he only knew that the mercenary group hadn't received business for more than half a month, and the sudden big order made it difficult for him to hide the joy in his heart.

"The camp in the northern suburbs sent a distress message, saying that it was surrounded by a large number of zombies and needed support urgently, and there will be heavy thanks after the matter is completed, head, look, will we accept this order or not?" The liaison officer asked, the camp in the northern suburbs is the largest survivor camp in the vicinity, there are as many as a thousand soldiers alone, and the other party has refused to discuss cooperation with him several times before, and this time the other party offered to cooperate, which made the liaison officer extremely excited.

"No." Song Yunpeng refused without thinking about it, he was still thinking about the stranger's question in his mind, and just as the liaison officer was full of disappointment and was about to leave, Song Yunpeng suddenly said: "Wait, tell them, we have taken this order." ”

"Yes!" The liaison officer's face suddenly turned cloudy, and after saluting, he turned and ran to his post.

"Haodong, notify down, all personnel are ready for battle, and we will set off immediately!" Song Yunpeng quickly gave the order one by one. There is not much food in the mercenary group, and the soldiers urgently need to take over a large order to improve their lives, and those strangers are likely not to go far, maybe they are hiding somewhere and secretly observing their own dynamics.

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