After the helicopter slowly landed, Wang Peng took Tanya and ten elite American GIs off the plane and walked towards the villages and towns.

In the last days, people's hearts are sinister, and it is still necessary to bring some people to protect them.

Although Wang Peng believed that the Vulcan cannon on the Nighthawk helicopter had been seen by many people, it should be enough to deter the young people from acting rashly.

But there is nothing wrong with being careful about the 10,000-year-old ship.

What's more, a group of people behind him, armed with live ammunition, can also give the other party a certain deterrent.

"Stop! Stranger! ”

When Wang Peng and the others were about to arrive at the gate of the village and town, someone finally stopped them.

The iron fence was pulled open, and dozens of people ran out of the village and town, lined up in front of Wang Peng and others, each holding different weapons in their hands, including guns, blades, and even some farm tools and other weapons.

Obviously, the armed forces of the people in this village and town are not strong, which can also be seen from their yellow-faced and thin appearance.

At this time, this group of people was staring nervously at Wang Peng and the others, their eyes full of vigilance.

Seeing them raise their weapons, the Red Police soldiers behind Wang Peng also immediately raised their guns and pointed them at these people.

The black muzzle of the M249 machine gun made many people subconsciously take a few steps back, showing a look of panic.

Wang Peng has a total of more than a dozen people here, and the number of people on the opposite side is forty or fifty.

But at this moment, ten American GIs instantly crushed each other from the momentum...... In fact, if you talk about real strength, I'm afraid it will be the same.

Wang Peng raised his hand slightly and motioned to the Red Police soldiers to put down their guns.

He's here to negotiate, not to kill.

When the deterrent power arrives, it is enough, and there is no technical content in blindly fighting and killing.

"Hello, we are survivors from CZ City, my surname is Wang, Wang Peng, you can also call me Team Wang. I'm here to make some deals with your gathering place, do any of you have any principals? ”

Wang Peng's words made these survivors look at each other, and they were all a little surprised.

Survivors of CZ City?

After a slight commotion, a man from the crowd walked out.

"If you have anything, just tell me."

It was a middle-aged man, slightly bald, with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, who looked like a shrewd man.

Wang Peng nodded, unimpressed by the obvious vigilance shown by these people.

"To put it simply, my faction has a lot of resources, such as food, ammunition, etc."

As soon as Wang Peng's words came out, there was a commotion in the crowd, and many people's eyes lit up and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

As he imagined, not every force could live as comfortably as Wang Peng's side.

The zombies wandering outside have not decreased, the zombies in the city are getting stronger and stronger, and the weather has become so cold and bad that it has become quite difficult to find food.

The village where Wang Peng arrived had not found food supplies for a week, and the survivors had to survive on the food they had saved up before, and they were already hungry.

"At the same time, we also lack some other supplies, so we want to communicate with forces like you to see if there is any possibility of cooperation."

"What are you missing?"

The bald middle-aged man didn't show a look of anticipation and longing like the others, but said very cautiously.

"Fuel." Wang Peng said lightly: "A large amount of fuel, whether it is gasoline or diesel, I want as much as I want!" ”

After Wang Peng finished saying this, the bald middle-aged man immediately turned his head and glanced at the crowd.

"Huh?"

Wang Peng's eyebrows raised slightly, it seems that these guys are very cautious, this bald middle-aged man is obviously not the real leader of this gathering place, the real leader is someone else, and it is hidden among these more than fifty people.

"Sounds good, but why should we believe what you're saying?"

After the bald middle-aged man turned around, he asked Wang Peng again.

Before Wang Peng could speak, Tanya's voice had already reached his consciousness through the radar.

"Brother Peng, when he turned around, he had a brief eye contact with a person in the crowd, and it was the man in the blue down jacket!"

Tanya's reflex nerve is comparable to Wang Peng's bullet time, although it is only a moment of eye contact, but she is also keenly aware of it.

According to Tanya's prompt, Wang Peng quickly locked his eyes on the man in the blue down jacket in the crowd.

This is a young man in his early 20s, about 1.8 meters tall, medium build, quite handsome, and the people around him who look nervous, if it weren't for the fact that he was wearing a somewhat rustic dark blue down jacket, Wang Peng should have been able to spot him faster.

"Why do you believe it...... Pardon me, to be honest, you don't have the ability to question. Wang Peng shrugged, did not look at the bald middle-aged man, but stared at the young man in the blue down jacket and said lightly: "With our strength, if you want to do something excessive, you have no ability to resist at all." ”

As soon as Wang Peng's words came out, there was another commotion in the crowd, and the young man in the down jacket changed his face slightly, and he didn't know if it was because of Wang Peng's words, or because Wang Peng kept staring at him when he was speaking.

"However, we are not robbers, nor are we bullies, just a group of survivors struggling to survive in this apocalyptic world like you, although we are stronger, but we will not do murder and plunder, at least not until we are threatened."

"If you are interested in cooperating with us, then after negotiating the price, I will bring the food to you for trading...... If not, we will leave now, and it will not interfere with your future lives. ”

Wang Peng's words were neither incendiary nor so sincere, he was simply stating reality.

Fuel for food, it's not a difficult choice.

Fuel is an important commodity, and food is a necessity of life!

Strategically, fuel may be more important than food, but if you don't have enough food, you will starve to death even if you have more fuel.

He also considered that survivors who can afford to hoard a lot of fuel should also have a certain amount of strength, and they may not be short of food.

But that's no problem, there's no shortage of food, aren't you short of ammunition?

Food can be found in cities and towns, but ammunition is not available.

Great Huaxia's policy dictates that you can't find guns and ammunition anywhere else than the police station and the gangsters.

Food, ammunition, fuel, the three most important resources in the last days, Wang Peng occupies two of them, how can he be worried about not being able to exchange for fuel?