Chapter Fifty-Eight: Changing Cars
"I don't think this yellow man is a good thing, it's obviously a pit person." As soon as he returned to the room, Guo Rong threw off his stinky shoes and said indignantly: "If there is such a good place, he won't go by himself?" Are you willing to accept so many people? ”
Zhang Zhao pondered: "Since he said so, there should be no falsehood. After all, the more people there are, the more chances of survival, but this Huang Zi is instigated by Wang Ying because he is not capable of getting there. As an outsider, Zhang Zhao must see this point more clearly than the person concerned. Since the establishment of the camp in Five Rivers Town, the crew has not contributed to the opportunity, but is sitting back and enjoying the results, and they must have a way out. If you have other plans, you won't spend your energy elsewhere. Just like Zhang Zhao and the others themselves, their destination was the camp of the East China Sea Islands, and even if the current state of Five Rivers Town could still hold out for a while, they would not spend their energy here.
"Shall we remind Wang Ying? I think this guy is good. Lu Yangdao. Seeing him being pitted is indeed a little unbearable.
"You are stupid, now we don't know what Wang Ying really thinks in his heart, if we say it rashly, it may be disgusting." Zhang Zhao gave him a blank look.
Lao Wang rummaged through the boxes and cabinets in the room, but did not find anything valuable, after all, this place was inhabited before, and even if there were some resources, they had already been taken away. He used a worn-out paper cup on the table, took a glass of water to drink, and then said: "We are outsiders, let's find a way to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible." ”
The camp in Rivers is not harmonious, and the survivors alone are divided into two camps, and there may be a disturbance one day. Surrounded by zombies outside, and the people inside are not aligned, something will happen sooner or later.
"Lao Wang is right, let's rest for one night and find a way to leave tomorrow, but our car is still parked outside the town, and it is impossible to return the same way." Zhang Zhaodao. Without transportation, there is no layer of security, and there is still a long way to get to the port of the camp in the East China Sea Islands, and it is difficult to reach it by walking on both feet. Not to mention the danger of this road, if you encounter a small group of corpses and no means of transportation, you will definitely not be able to outrun the zombies.
Zhang Zhao looked out the window and said to himself, "It seems that I am going to talk to Wang Ying." ”
Wang Ying's room was next to the staircase on the third floor, on the same floor as the old people and children. When Zhang Zhao went up to the third floor, he also saw seven or eight children about ten years old running in the corridor, perhaps because people did not often come up on the third floor, and these children turned around and ran away when they saw Zhang Zhao.
Zhang Zhao smiled helplessly, and then knocked on the door of Wang Ying's room. "Who?" With the sound in the room, the door opened, and when Wang Ying saw Zhang Zhao, he smiled enthusiastically: "Brother Why." ”
"There's something I want to talk to you about." After Zhang Zhao entered the door, he saw two other young people in the room, except for Wang Ying and Chen Hua. The room smelled of cigarettes, and there were cards scattered on the dirty sheets. Chen Hua nodded to Zhang Zhao and said hello. Wang Ying pushed the card into the quilt embarrassedly, and then said, "You three go downstairs first, I have something to talk about with this brother." ”
Chen Hua and the other two young people, estimated to be close to Wang Ying, did not say anything, and gave Zhang Zhao a cigarette before leaving. Wang Ying's room was full of clothes and food bags, emitting a musty smell, a bit like the boys' dormitory when he was in school, a mess.
Wang Ying lit a cigarette for Zhang Zhao, and then said with a smile: "I'm sorry, everyone is entertained." He was naturally referring to the matter of playing cards.
Wang Ying is a scheming person, and Zhang Zhao doesn't want to sell off with him, so he didn't wait for him to ask, so he got straight to the point: "I came to you to ask, do you have any extra transportation here?" ”
"What, you're leaving?" Wang Ying was surprised: "Although the corpse tide has receded now, there are still a lot of zombies hidden outside, why don't you stay for a few more days?" ”
"No way, my group of friends should be on their way to the Tokai camp, I need to catch them up in time." Zhang Zhaodao. Although they are separated from Li Zijing now, I don't know what their situation is, but if they can get through the difficulties, judging from Li Zijing's experience, they will definitely wait for them on the road to the East China Sea camp.
Seeing Zhang Zhao's determination, Wang Ying couldn't say anything else, everyone has their own ambitions, in his opinion, he should find a relatively reliable place to survive better. As for the East China Sea camp, it seemed to him to be a relatively ethereal place. In the last days, there are no absolutes, and anything can be transformed.
"Well, there's transportation, about two blocks from the camp, there's a parking lot, there are quite a few cars there, most of them are survivors of the camp, I think I can get one for you if I come forward." In fact, as early as the early days of coming here, Wang Ying got a lot of cars for going out to search for supplies, but it was too risky to drive to distant places, and there were casualties after only going out twice, and even if he went to a slightly farther place, the effect was not obvious, and he didn't use it again.
Since Zhang Zhao spoke, he was embarrassed to refuse. In addition, he can't tell the other party that he has the keys to a dozen cars on hand, after all, there are only a few people who know about it, and if the news leaks out, others will think that he has left a way back for himself.
Since Wang Ying should come down, Zhang Zhao can rest assured, now there are eight people in his team, and ordinary cars can't sit down, he made a special statement.
"Of course, I can't ask for this car for nothing, I'll exchange it with you with other things."
"No, isn't it just a car, how can I still ask for your things." Wang Ying hurriedly waved his hand. For the current situation, a car is not as valuable as a bag of rice, and Zhang Zhao and each of them carry a small bag, and it doesn't look like there is anything that can be exchanged for this car.
When Zhang Zhao took out a handful of swarthy USP from his back, Wang Ying's eyes widened, and he wanted to slap himself twice. He said embarrassedly, "You mean to exchange this pistol?" ”
Then Zhang Zhao took out a magazine from his pocket and said, "Don't be polite to me, I said to change, naturally I want to change, a pistol, two magazines." He slapped his pistol and magazine on the table.
What is most lacking at Camp Breises? Food? Person?
No, although there are more than 1,000 people in Wuhe Town, most of them can contribute, and relying on geographical advantages and long bamboo poles, they have resisted many zombie attacks, but the only thing missing is hot weapons. This gun is used to deal with the corpses, and it doesn't necessarily play a big role, but having a gun and not having a gun are basically two concepts. Don't look at this small USP and thirty-two bullets, it may not be able to resist even a small wave of attacks against the corpse group, but at a critical moment, it can be used to save lives.
When he first met Zhang Zhao and them on the outskirts of Wuhe Town, Wang Ying stared at the guns in their hands intentionally or unintentionally, although he didn't show anything on the surface, in fact, his heart was already very excited at that time. This is a gun, a real thing, ordinary people may not see it in their lifetime. Although Wang Ying has made a lot of gunfight movies in his career, he has also used a lot of prop guns. Some of the relatively expensive props are not far from the real guns, but after all, they are all fake.
Wang Ying was slightly excited, holding the pistol in his hand, feeling heavy: "The real guy is different, this feels ......"
Wang Ying's performance at this time was like an extremely obscene old man, when he met a beautiful and clear girl, the fanatical fire in those eyes was almost bursting out. But Zhang Zhao didn't feel anything wrong, when he got the gun, his heart might be stronger than Wang Ying, if it wasn't for such a huge corpse tide, he would feel invincible at that time.
This gun was taken from Lu Yang's hand, in addition to the rifle, he actually had two pistols, if he hadn't been accidentally found when he was rummaging through his backpack just now, he really didn't know that this kid dared to embezzle public property. And he actually secretly threw away all the other supplies in order to fill his backpack with ammunition. This kid's passion for firearms has surpassed the human need for food.
When the pistol was taken away by Zhang Zhao, Lu Yang showed an expression of a little daughter-in-law who was forcibly taken away from her beloved, crying and wanting to bargain. Zhang Zhao's thought of exchanging a pistol for a car was also well thought out, after all, anything useful now is extremely precious. Let the survivors give up the means of transportation, in addition to robbing, they can only exchange more valuable things for the east and west. To deal with zombies, the best weapon is still a cold weapon, because cold weapons will not malfunction. And although firearms are powerful, they have limited ammunition after all. Moreover, he was also present for today's conversation between Huang Zi and Wang Ying, no matter what their final result was, Zhang Zhao still hoped to help Wang Ying in other ways. As long as you have a gun in hand, even if something unexpected happens, you can increase your chances of winning by a few points in terms of self-protection. After all, as Lu Yang said, Wang Ying is a good person, and it is easy for people to get close.
"Will you use this gun?" Zhang Zhao also wanted to teach him how to use it.
Wang Ying quickly operated, full of confidence: "Of course it will." ”
This made Zhang Zhao embarrassed, Li Zijing, Lao Wang and Donna needless to say, these three weapons experts, it is estimated that the basic firearms in their hands will be able to get started soon. Even Lu Yang and Guo Rong can skillfully operate the guns in their hands. On the other hand, although he carried a cool sniper rifle on his back and simply learned some principles, he was still much worse when it came to using it.
After exchanging things with Wang Ying, Zhang Zhao smoothly got the key to the seven-seater van from Chen Hua and returned to the room. When it was approaching evening, Wang Ying asked someone to bring a large amount of food, and several people crowded into the room and ate happily.