"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 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 stranger claims to be from the distant seas and belongs to a team of mercenaries called the "Tigers", according to them, the monsters known as zombies are a race called Queavello, and the Queavello become more and more difficult to deal with over time, and the "Tigers"

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