Text Seventy-Nine: Confrontation
Wang Muyan took Chen Jing to the convenience store of the gas station with a gun, she first looked at Chen Ying, Chen Ying pointed the gun at the convenience store, nodded and signaled to her, Wang Muyan was ready to put his hand on the glass door of the office, and was about to pull it open forcefully.
"Don't move!" , Chen Ying immediately pointed the muzzle of the gun at several figures and scolded loudly in English, while Wang Muyan also pointed the muzzle at the figure in the convenience store.
It was a group of young people in their twenties, and there were four of them. The white man at the head was tall and thin, wearing a long-sleeved black T-shirt and trousers. In the early autumn, there was not much humidity in the air, and the sun was not weakened too much, shining on the faces of the four of them, and the four men squinted at the two beautiful girls in front of them.
They carried a variety of guns on their backs, and two of them carried pails in their hands, which were supposed to be used to hold oil. Obviously, the appearance of two clean and beautiful women surprised them, and they instinctively took a few steps back, and they were very vigilant and pointed their guns at Wang Muyan and Chen Jing.
"You guys. . . Who are you? ”
The young man at the head pointed his gun at Wang Muyan and shouted, "Why are you here?
At this time, there was the sound of a Humvee approaching not far away, Wang Muyan and Chen Jing glanced at each other, and the two people immediately dispersed, and then the two Humvees drove to the door of the convenience store, Luan Yue and Li Tao pointed the muzzle of the heavy machine gun at the four people in the store, Wang Muyan and Chen Jing retreated quickly, occupying a favorable position that was convenient for advance and retreat.
Jiang Sen got out of the car, did not hold a gun, took a few steps in the direction of these strangers, and shrugged: "If I guess correctly, our purpose should be the same, both for gas." ”
The four young men stared at him intently, and after making sure that Jiang Sen standing in front of him was not infected, and there were no signs of decay that zombies should have, they turned their eyes to the zombie remains on the ground of the passage.
"You know what? You scared the hell out of me. ”
The man swallowed a mouthful of saliva, pretending to be calm and half-jokingly spoke, but he and his men did not put down the gun, looked at Jiang Sen with puzzled and attentive eyes, and couldn't help but turn their heads to look at Wang Muyan and Chen Jing, who were standing next to the Humvee and holding automatic rifles, a little envious, and pretended to be stubborn and said: "The gasoline here is not supplied to the outside world, you better get out of here and go around elsewhere." ”
Although his words were mixed with trembling, they were full of coldness and hostility, and the meaning he wanted to express was obvious enough.
Jiang Sen squinted at him and took two steps forward: "I don't quite understand what you mean. ”
The man stared at Jiang Sen, his cold eyes filled with anger and fear. He kept looking at the heavy machine guns on the two Humvees, and he began to think that these people would be the American troops at the SEA01 base, but when he found that they were not wearing military uniforms, he tried to squeeze out a smile, but his expression was very impatient: "This gas station is ours." Well! If you need gas urgently, I can give you a portion. However, the next is not an example. ”
"Oh?"
"Click", Li Tao on the Humvee deliberately pressed the bullet of the heavy machine gun into the chamber again, and the bullet cast from steel collided with the equally hard chamber with a crisp impact sound, and he spoke: "You are the owner of this gas station?" ”
This sentence is simply a sarcasm, the ruling system in the last days of the city has collapsed, it is all ownerless, Li Tao has always believed in the power of guns, and if there are guns, they will be used for everything. However, his question elicited very different responses from the four men opposite! They paused for a moment, and then a strange expression appeared on their faces, and they laughed very arrogantly and unscrupulously.
"Haha! Weber.. He actually, actually said that you are the boss here? Hahahaha! ”
A young man dressed in something unusual was laughing breathlessly.
Nearby, another man in a gray shirt stopped laughing and said in a sarcastic and ostentatious tone, "If you want to understand it that way, it's not impossible." This area is our territory, including this gas station. ”
Luan Yue, who was controlling another heavy machine gun, subconsciously touched the gun, he wanted to shoot, but he thought about being scolded for shooting just now, so he restrained the urge to shoot, as for the danger of the four people opposite, he never seemed to have considered this problem.
Jiang Sen glanced around these people with an indifferent gaze and took out the walkie-talkie on his waist. Press the button: "Lao Wang, Derun, drive the tanker truck in, Jiang Sen, let's have a robbery." ”
With that, he put the walkie-talkie on the hood of the Humvee, took out a cigarette from his pocket, leaned against the side of the car, pulled out a cigarette and lit it, and looked coldly at the arrogant young men.
The word "turf" reminds Jiang Sen of the future era.
There is no actual controller in the city and in the wilderness, and the area occupied by each base is often an important resource or food production area. Most of them, including abandoned cities, are occupied by powerful figures. In those days, every settlement had an owner. As long as you have a gun, have strength, and are stronger than others, you can become a ruler of one side. Outsiders must pay taxes to the regional controller, or choose to be attached.. There's no denying that it's nice to be at the top of power, but you have to be careful with a knife from behind at all times. Killing and being killed has become the eternal style of the future world. As long as you kill the ruler, you can inherit everything he has. Property, food, women, territory...
Jiang Sen has always kept a low profile. He knew that there were a lot of people alive in the city after the Morgan cleanup. They also continue to contribute materials to the base, and many of the outers from the base are scattered with food and weapons in exchange for building materials, stones, etc. They added a lot of market vitality to the base's economy, and Jiang Sen didn't want to kill them.
At this time, a man whispered a few words in the ear of the leader man, and the man glanced at the mark of the Humvee's legged base, "You are from the Chengbei base?" ”
Jiang Sen nodded.
"Okay, we'll give you this gas station, but after all, we came first, so we can't take a little gas, right?" The man called Wayne chose to compromise.
Jiang Sen shrugged his shoulders and made a gesture of please.
They were visibly afraid of Jiang Sen. Therefore, there is no continuation of the argument. The four young men were talking to each other as they approached the oil tank on the side of the courtyard with a bucket. And the words they were talking about had already been heard by Jiang Sen, who was strengthened by the fourth order. Houston is still too small to accommodate two bases, and Jiang Sen learned from the conversation of the four young people that the Morgan family has spread the news in the city, and whoever kills Jiang Sen will inherit the LEG base.
Yes, it is impossible for the Houston family to attack Jiang Sen's LEG base openly, but he can find someone to kill Jiang Sen privately, after all, in any era, there will never be a shortage of careerists.
They didn't know that Jiang Sen had heard their conversation, and one of the four people took the opportunity to run away, and the remaining three, one of them climbed to the top of the tank and unscrewed the iron lid and inserted a hollow plastic pipe. The other two inhaled underneath and used their pails to catch the pumped gasoline. In the process, they kept looking towards the location of the Humvee, their eyes attentive and wary.
The ground-level oil tanks of this setting are not large, with a capacity of no more than 300 liters. The reason why this kind of thing is set up is mainly to facilitate some special purposes. For example, a small amount of gasoline is needed to wipe off the dirt and refuel some self-modified cars. Usually only large gas stations will have such peripheral oil tanks, which usually do not have a lot of oil inside, or even simply empty.
In fact, even if there is no electricity, it is possible to find the underground oil storage area of the gas station and pump out the gasoline, but apparently these survivors are only a small group, and the amount of gasoline they need is not too large, and it is enough to use it as long as a few people carry oil drums to extract it piecemeal.
Wang Muyan looked at it for a while, shook his head, and said to Jiang Sen, who was standing at the other end of the car: "They don't seem to know anything."
"Hahaha, they probably don't need so much!" , Jiang Sen smiled slightly, pinched Wang Muyan's face, picked up the walkie-talkie and pressed the button, "Fill up two fuel tankers, check the weapons and ammunition, our way back will not be too peaceful!" ”