Coming to this survivor camp called Gun Fire, Leng Hao's eyes widened.

It's a pity that except for the rough man with some muscles exposed in front of him, there is no picture of Leng Hao's imagination.

"Selling? How do you sell it? ”

One of the survivors shouted.

"We sell ourselves."

"As long as we give a gratuity, our gun and artillery mercenary group can complete various tasks for all the financiers!"

A big man patted his chest and replied loudly.

"I was born as a bodyguard, and I used to serve Li Chengshan in Huaxia Jiangcheng, and I absolutely guarantee the safety of the host!"

Li Chengshan was the richest man in Jiangcheng in the past, which immediately made people look at him with admiration.

"Then why did Li Chengshan die? Aren't you a bodyguard? ”

The question of the captain of the other survivor made the big man feel a little sad.

"I took a vacation that day, and when I got out of the encirclement, I never saw Mr. Li Chengshan again."

His words silenced people a little, and no one wanted to think of the tragic situation when the end times broke out.

"We are both bodyguards and are skilled in using all kinds of firearms and knives. And we also have veterans joining, as long as the bosses can afford it, whether it is killing mutants or Amida protozoa, we are willing to take on the task. ”

As the big man spoke, the men behind him all nodded, trying to show a capable appearance.

"Let's just say that you're mercenaries? How much does it cost to hire you for a day? How do you calculate the cost in different situations? ”

It was clear that the rest of the survivor team included wealthy people from previous peacetime times, and they knew the rules.

Leng Hao couldn't help but lower his lips, turned his head and left.

"There are still mercenaries, and there are few bodyguards in Huaxia who use guns, and they are not female bodyguards, what's the big deal."

When Song Xiaya, who was beside Leng Hao, heard this, her eyes narrowed slightly: "What, our captain Leng wants a female bodyguard?" Do you want her to warm your bed? ”

"No, no, that's how I usually act when I watch movies......"

…………

The hypermarket is basically formed, but the number of people is a little smaller.

There are currently thirteen survivor teams in total.

The largest number of people is naturally Li Chengyi, Wang Xueyan and their salvation army, the number seems to be close to 2,000 people.

And the smallest number of people is the mercenary with guns and artillery, which seems to be less than twenty people in total.

Most of these survivors who came and went had bases elsewhere, and people kept coming and going between the two places, forming some popularity.

No more of the old situation of not seeing a single person alive all day.

However, there is still a slight wariness in the hearts of these survivors who come into contact with each other.

They want to have such an environment, but they are afraid that there are traps in this environment that they can't see.

…………

"Captain, we recently sold seventeen bikes out, but the payment is a bit of a hassle."

Ma Tian said with a pouting as he ate the skewers.

"What's the situation?"

Leng Hao grabbed a bunch of wild vegetables, put them in his mouth and chewed them.

Yes, the Rat Expedition is making a barbecue.

Leng Hao and they ate happily, but the thick fragrance in the air made the survivors around them envious.

Today's Rat Expedition, relying on various actions, has become a small name among the survivors.

"A lot of people want to buy our bikes, but they don't have that many bullets and we don't have a shortage of food, so they can't afford them."

Martin licked his lips.

"Why don't we barter?"

"But in that case, it's hard for us to be sure of what we need and what we don't need?"

Leng Hao is not against bartering, mainly because if there is no quantitative indicator, it is easy to produce corruption or unclear situation.

"Captain, how's the guy?"

Ma Tian's words made Song Xiaya and the others on the side all raise their heads.

"We need people on our team, but for some of the other survivor teams, they don't value people very much, especially women."

Both the Salvation Army and the Rat Expedition have their own productive resources, such as agriculture, such as industry.

It's rare, but it requires manpower.

But for some teams of survivors who survive on stocks and small plots of land, sometimes they can't feed that many people.

"Two days ago, someone approached me and said that they would give me two slave girls and buy a car."

Looking at the eyes of the girls around him, Ma Tian swallowed his saliva: "I didn't promise him." ”

"You mean we can recruit these slaves into our ranks?"

Leng Hao turned his head to look at the newcomers who were also eating barbecue not far away.

Zhang Wei's subordinates have now gradually integrated into the rat expedition.

Except for a few guys who are really arrogant, most of them work honestly.

Because the rat expeditions were accustomed to their own diet, even if the newcomers were all eating the lowest meals, they were overjoyed with their treatment.

Three meals a day, at least one meal with oily meat.

This kind of treatment was only available to the main players in Zhang Wei's team in the past. It turned out to be the lowest meal in the Rat Expedition, and how did this not make those newcomers happy.

And they also saw with their own eyes that the old people of the rat expedition ate much better than them.

Like very extravagant cigarettes, these team members will have them from time to time.

And Song Xiaya and these women even apply skin cream or something, this kind of behavior is unimaginable to them now.

"It's completely okay to think about it, it's a big deal to send some slaves back to the hydropower station base for transformation."

The black eagle laughed as he spoke.

That's how he, the lone ranger, was knocked down by Leng Hao's sugar-coated cannonball and became a member of the team.

When it comes to the force of the Rat Expedition, this one is not the most powerful.

But when it comes to the quality of life of the Rat Expedition, it's absolutely the team of survivors that people have seen in the apocalypse.

"Speaking of which, I haven't changed my clothes in days. It's a bit stinky. ”

Tang Yida, who was on the side, pulled open his shirt and sniffed, with a look of disgust.

"How can we get a washing machine?"

Leng Hao's eyes moved quickly.

Anyway, the Salvation Army has a power generation board, and it's a big deal that they spend money on electricity, and Leng Hao, who has recently made a windfall, can also afford it.

Something like a washing machine, do you say it's important?

Without it, everyone can live.

However, after possessing these electronic products, human beings can never go back to their previous lives, except for this apocalyptic catastrophe.

And now, Leng Hao is going to use this method to slowly corrupt the survivors who survived the end times.

At the beginning, in the entertainment industry, Leng Hao saw too much of this silent corrosive method.

Ahem, what kind of corrosive means, we are pursuing the quality of life and looking for the true meaning of life.