"Boss, a cigarette?" Zhao Qiang quickly reacted, this group of people is the same as himself, money is a thing, for people now, it is too hard to wipe their butts.

Hearing the smoke, the eyes of several people suddenly flashed with greed, Zhao Qiang saw this, quickly opened a pack of China, handed it over one by one, and the remaining half of the pack of cigarettes was stuffed into the sniper's pocket.

lit a cigarette and took a puff, everyone looked at Zhao Qiang's eyes and became much friendlier, the sniper patted Zhao Qiang's shoulder and said, "Boy, count your acquaintance, forget about bullets, this thing is worth more than bullets." After speaking, he shook the cigarette in his hand, and his greedy eyes were always staring at Zhao Qiang's backpack.

"I'm sorry." Zhao Qiang opened the backpack and threw it in front of the sniper, the backpack was empty, only a few pieces of vacuum-packed bread and a few bottles of pure water, the CF07 was hidden in the mezzanine at the bottom of the backpack, Zhao Qiang's performance had gradually made these people relax their vigilance, and the sniper just glanced at the bag with the weapon and threw it back to Zhao Qiang. "No, that's just a pack of good cigarettes, and the rest can't be put on the table." As Zhao Qiang spoke, he took out half a pack of crumpled white sand cigarettes from his coat pocket, and took out one and lit it himself.

Soon, Zhao Qiang became familiar with these guys, the sniper was called Hu Qinghan, he had been a soldier for 3 years, he was originally a sharpshooter in the company, and later recovered because of a fight. After being discharged from the army, Hu Qinghan joined the chengguan team through connections. With the courage to fight and the experience accumulated in the chengguan team, he managed to survive the outbreak of the disaster, Tablet eBook "Boy, can you shoot?" Hu Qinghan asked, this guy is alone, relying on two small machetes to dare to walk alone in a world full of zombies, and his skills should not be much worse.

"Yes!" Zhao Qiang had an excited expression on his face: "Earth dog, gas dog, electric dog, I often play, I used to have an M4 at home, but now it is useless, Boss Hu, this is an SVD from the former Soviet Union in your hand, right?" ”

"Look, you're a master who hasn't seen the market." Hu Qinghan, who was captured by Zhao Qiang with a cigarette, spit on the ground with a mouthful of thick phlegm: "This is 85 snipe, domestic goods, Maozi's things are better than this guy." What Hu Qinghan said is the truth, for cost considerations, 85 sniper does not have a special high-precision sniper bullet, the scope and the rifle can not be well combined, due to the reseat and vibration of the weapon, the scope often appears loose, and the 4 times sight is not very suitable for the needs of modern warfare.

"Hehe, I still like to use AP, one shot at a time in the game, that's called a fun." At this time, Zhao Qiang was like a novice who didn't understand anything, but his performance greatly satisfied Hu Qinghan's vanity: "At first glance, you are a layman, the SVD is military, the maximum range is 1300 meters, the AP you said is just a police toy, the range is only 600 meters, and the SVD is less than half." ”

Looking at Zhao Qiang's adoring expression, Hu Qinghan became more and more proud in his heart: "I said Brother Zhao, it's not a way for you to always wander like this, haven't you thought about finding a place to stay?" ”

"I want to, too." Zhao Qiang smiled bitterly and said: "Look, I have two broken knives in my hands, no guns and no bullets, who do you say is willing to take me in, how can I be like Boss Hu, who has the ability and guns, and I don't rush to ask for it wherever I go." ”

"It's been a prize." Hu Qinghan seemed to be very useful to Zhao Qiang's words, and a chrysanthemum was about to smile on his thin face: "Brother Zhao, I see that you are good, how about it, are you interested in joining us?" ”

"Me?" Zhao Qiang asked, "Can I?" "This time is really popular, everywhere you go, there are people who want to pull themselves into the gang, one will be the wolf's teeth, and the other will be this group of thieves who don't know the height of the sky.

"No problem." Hu Qinghan patted his chest and replied: "As long as you follow your brother Hu well, I guarantee that you will eat and drink spicy food in the future, as for weapons, who is that, yes, it's you, hurry up and give Lao Tzu over!" Hu Qinghan shouted as he pointed to a skinny armed man with only skin and bones.

Hu Qinghan snatched the Bayi bar in the other party's hand, and searched out two magazines from his trouser pocket, only then did he kick the unlucky guy away, scolded a few words loudly before turning his head and shaking the half-used rifle, "Look, isn't this a gun?" ”

"By the way, you said you were going to stay for one night, where were you going?" Hu Qinghan unloaded all the bullets in the gun before handing an empty gun to Zhao Qiang.

"Survivor Alliance." Zhao Qiang said nonchalantly.

"Survivor Alliance?" Hu Qinghan laughed again.

"Isn't it funny?" Zhao Qiang asked puzzled.

Hu Qinghan took out a cigarette, put it under his nose and sniffed vigorously, and said, "Brother Zhao, for the sake of this thing, I just told you that there is no survivor alliance at all, and we made it up to fool those untouchables." ”

Zhao Qiang snorted coldly in his heart, but the smile on his face became brighter, and he immediately took out a lighter and helped him light a cigarette in front of Hu Qinghan: "Brother Hu, no, if you listen to what they say, you have a nose and eyes, how can you fool people?" ”

Hu Qinghan laughed strangely, pointed to the ragged survivors and said, "What do you think we rely on to feed so many people? ”

"Please also ask Brother Hu to make it clear." Zhao Qiang nodded and bowed, covering the cold light in his eyes.

In Hu Qinghan's eyes, only those who can fight with zombies are worthy of living in this world, and those timid and cowardly untouchables are at best a group of humanoid machines in addition to consuming a lot of food. Every day, Hu Qinghan will arrange different tasks for the survivors, from the initial construction of the fence to the current entire construction site, almost all the chores are completed by these survivors, and all they can get every day is just a small packet of fried noodles.

"Tell them there's a survivor coalition to give those guys a hope, charge? Shit, that bullshit league is probably finished, and besides, we just need to borrow their name. Hu Qinghan's face was disdainful, and the fee was nothing more than a cover for making money.

"And what if someone makes it up?" Zhao Qiang's voice began to turn cold.

"Easy to do." The flesh on Hu Qinghan's face began to twitch because of excitement: "Tell them that the price has increased, let them come again next time, if there is any problem, talk to the guy in my hand." ”

"Then you're not afraid that one day the Lord will come to find trouble?" Zhao Qiang asked.

"They can't keep themselves busy, where do they have the leisure to care about us?"