Chapter 251: Militia Regiment
Walking through the open hotel door, walking through the empty and dim hotel lobby, and walking through the somewhat lonely hotel passage, Gao Qian walked into the elevator room, stretched out her finger and gently pressed the elevator button.
"Ding"
With a crisp sound, the elevator door opened, Gao Qian turned her head to look, and Zhang Qingyang closed the hotel door after she came in.
"Do you need me to wait for you?"
Gao Qian opened her mouth and said, she now knows all the knowable information about the trading point, Zhang Qingyang, her man's cheap brother-in-law, she still has to be polite, after all, she wants to give face to the third brother, and she also has to give Zhang Ling on the same front a little face.
"No need, Sister Qian, go up first!"
Hearing Zhang Qingyang's reply, Gao Qian did not hesitate, walked into the elevator, clicked on the floor, and the elevator door slowly closed.
Compared with the real trading place as a trading point, as well as the seventh floor that is also their living space, Zhang Qingyang, Ningjiang Chen Long, Guangtouquan and others all live on the sixth floor, after all, the seventh floor is the floor where Jiang Shan's woman is located, and the hotel space is enough.
No one wants to have any contradictions with Jiang Shan because of such a thing as a woman, after all, women are in the last days, and their status can be found at any time.
Gao Qian walked out of the elevator and walked to the left passage at the end, at the iron door of the passage, opened the console, entered the fingerprint, and the password, the iron door opened with a "snap", she walked in and closed the iron door casually.
On the glass wall of the trading room on the left, you can see the empty office, Gao Qian opened the door and walked into the office, and then she heard the moaning of men and women, she knew under what kind of circumstances this sound came from.
This made her originally expressionless face, can't help but blush, since she became Jiang Shan's woman, she has also been conquered by the courage of men, men are like hungry wolves, they are always insatiable appetites, so that she is also very unbearable with the body of an alien.
Open the door next to the office, the huge living room, into the eye, here and the bedroom bathroom is connected, has always been the private space between them and men, never open to the public.
And the bald Qiang Ning Jiang Chen Long and the others are also very conscious that they will not enter the left trading point on the seventh floor of the hotel, Jiang Shan has something to do with them, and they all talk to them in the restaurant or conference room on the right hand side of the passage.
Everyone has privacy, everyone has secrets, obviously Ning Jiang and the others are very clear, and they don't want to know too much about Jiang Shan's bottom line.
Gao Qian looked at the living room where the door was opened, the TV was playing loud music, because the early winter weather was getting cooler, and the weather at night was now a little cold, and the central air conditioning in the living room was now blowing a warm breeze, and the lights were bright and very warm.
And the key thing is that in this energetic music, the man who can see himself is pressing Zhang Ling against the wall next to the sofa in the living room at this time, and he keeps colliding behind the woman, and Wang Xia obediently pushes his back behind the man.
Gao Qian's face blushed for no reason, and she walked to the side to put down the food on the coffee table, and before she could say anything, the man on the side had already spoken.
"Gao Qian, get ready, it's your turn right away!"
The man's words, under the energetic music in the living room, also seemed very clear, Gao Qian trembled, the whole person trembled from the inside out, and then smiled charmingly on her face.
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At this time, the office building not far from the diagonal opposite the hotel trading point is also brightly lit, and from time to time there are survivors entering and exiting the office building gate, and the simple signboard with three words on the top of the gate is hanging there.
"Militia Regiment"
This is the location of the militia regiment established by Lao Wangtou, unlike Pan Datou's Iron Head Gang, he and his men did not occupy the entire huge office building, but only occupied the top two floors, and opened the downstairs to the survivors of the trading point.
This also makes the reputation of the militia group very good at the trading point, and the old king is also well-known to the people at the trading point because of his amiability and character of not looking for trouble or finding fault.
On the top floor of the office building, you can see people walking around at this time, and in the conference room on the top floor, a meeting of the militia group is being held.
In the conference room, Lao Wang Tou was wiping an AK47 in his hand, looking very happy, but the wheat on the side was different, holding the horse chopping knife he had just gotten in his hand, and he kept stroking it with excitement, looking like he couldn't put it down.
And around them, there are also many men with similar expressions to them, grasping the newly obtained weapons and equipment in their hands, and they are also familiar with them.
You can see bows and crossbows, Tang knives, shields, scale armor, and a few shields, filling the huge conference table in the middle of the conference room.
A team of nearly a dozen people quietly played with the weapons and equipment in their hands, and talked in a low voice from time to time.
"Hey, if only Xiao Chen were here!"
I don't know who said this, which made the originally quiet and pleasant atmosphere instantly become depressed, and I can see Maizi put down the horse chopping knife in his hand, and the whole person's expression is full of resentment.
And the old king also put down the rifle in his hand, and sighed deeply, he knew that Maizi was not hating the person who spoke, but angry at the anthropomorphic beasts, who had killed their partners.
The team of nearly ten people who went to Chehe finally came back with five people left, and like Ningjiang and them, they were all covered with wounds, although they killed some corpse rat beasts and helped Ningjiang Chen Long and others kill snake and lizard beasts, but the price paid was also painful.
Back at the trading point, Ning Jiang and the others handed over the corpses of the corpse rat beast to them, which could be regarded as compensating them for the pain of losing their companions, which also allowed them to trade back a large number of supplies and equipment from the trading point, and after Jiang Shan understood the situation, he also gave them a lot of preferential treatment, which made their originally painful hearts buffered a little.
It's just that now, looking at the updated equipment, and those dead brothers, they can't enjoy it anymore, and they still feel very sad when they think about it inexplicably.
After all, companionship and friendship are always very precious in the last days, and they are still the earliest companions who get along day and night.
Everyone was silent, silent, the most common sign of a man when he could not speak, sadness, the pain that now comes from the body of all people.
The old king looked at everyone and sighed, he knew that in the last days, in order to survive, for himself and for the team, casualties would always be inevitable, let alone facing such a terrifying anthropomorphic beast!
"Okay, everyone's equipment and weapons have stopped, Maizi went and called all the team members to come over, I have something to explain!"
Maizi nodded and walked out, and soon nearly twenty men walked in, if Jiang Shan was here, he could see that the crowd that had just come in was all the ones he had never seen in the old Wangtou team, and at a glance he could see that they were newcomers who joined the militia group after the trading point.
Lao Wang Tou looked at the surging team in front of him in the conference room, although he was still a little sad in his heart, but he was gradually infected by the crowd of this team, which was a kind of vitality and a kind of blood, which could never be felt before the end of the world.
"Everyone also knows that now we are in the position of the trading point, our militia regiment, and the Iron Head Gang have always been the earliest team of the trading point, and the relationship between us and the natural advantages of the trading point is familiar to everyone, this mission set off to hunt anthropomorphic beasts in the river, although we sacrificed a few teammates, our brothers, but we have also been rewarded, you look at the weapons and equipment on the table, everyone here has a share, we are a team as a whole, and the team will always be everyone's home!"
Everyone listened to the words of the old king, and the beginning was still very sad, after all, a few brothers died, and there may be friends in the team who are familiar with them, and then the old king's head changed his words and said the harvest of this mission, and everyone looked at the weapons and equipment on the conference table with various supplies, and their emotions gradually mobilized.
This is the most basic manifestation in the end times, because everyone knows that in the end times, it is not easy to live, everyone understands that it is a day to live, everyone is pursuing to live at the same time, but also thinking about how to live better, this is about the pursuit of power, and the team that has begun to increase the number of trading points is the best explanation, and the group is always the best way to show the strength of the survivors, and everyone is working hard to live.
The survivors of this mentality also know that death is enveloping them all the time, in a world like the end of the world, monsters are rampant, and they will die if they are not careful, and they are all ready to die, but they are now working hard to become stronger, aren't they all in order to be able to live?
And the dead companions, they will also be grateful for the efforts and rewards they have made for themselves, and they will live well.
However, more people are actually numb, dead, have seen too much, and the death of a few companions has become too common for them.