118 Gathering place outlook

"Young master, there are two things to report to you......"

The quiet courtyard, the bewitching flower garden, the green branches and buds, the green is shimmering, the quaint wall edge, the ink moss is crawling all over, showing a bit of vicissitudes, the neat wall, the window sill is spotless, the paint surface is gone, and a strong man stands with his head bowed by the small door with the background color of the log.

The man was Master Xiong, who wanted to kidnap Zhang Xiaoqiang before, and at this time, there was no trace of fierceness on his face, his pale eyes narrowed slightly, and the knife wounds on his face seemed to be picked up.

"Say ......" A cold male voice came from the room, the tone was smooth and unfazed, it was Wen Wen, and Master Xiong was Wen Wen's subordinate.

"Our people have been kicked out, and the other side is starting to be vigilant, probably because of what happened last time......"

"Second thing......"

Wen Wen didn't have the heart to listen to the past, for him, the past is the past, and it was useless to think about it more.

"I received a report from the eyeliner hidden next to Sun Kefu, last night, I got a batch of arms back over there, in addition to bullets and firearms, there may also be shells, there are a lot of them, the two major forces are in a meeting, I don't know what their plans are, please make a decision."

At first, there was no sound in the room, and after a while, Wen Wen said a bunch of things that had nothing to do with the subject:

"Our ranking in the gathering place is third, the third is very good, not out of the head, not off the tail, there are people in front of us, the back dare not provoke us, since it is the third, we have the appearance of the third, the two major forces in front of us to worry about the matter of arms, as long as we keep an eye on it, we may not be able to drink the soup.

Then spread the news so that all the forces know, as for what they want to do, it has nothing to do with us. ”

Xiong Ye listened word for word, asked a few more joint points, said goodbye in a low voice, turned around and walked to the door:

"I can tolerate failure once, but I can't tolerate failure all the time, think about it yourself!"

When Xiong Ye heard Wen Wen's final explanation, Zhang Xiaoqiang's mind flashed to kill all sides in a wheelchair, and a cold sweat seeped out of his back.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know the rumors that someone was walking in the gathering place and they found the arsenal, even if he knew, he didn't care, the arsenal was there, he was not afraid to tell anyone, he had the ability to get it himself, he knew the trouble of the big black bird, Zhang Xiaoqiang was busy with one thing, one big thing.

Huang Quan and Lu Xiaobu regained a small town, found a small stationery factory, said it was small, and the paper and pencil brought back filled several large trucks, just for those children to use as learning equipment, it was too wasteful, how to use it was a problem.

After thinking about it, Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of the library he once wanted to set up a library, the meaning of the library is self-evident, people starve to death every day in the gathering place, and people in this world are eaten by zombies or killed by the same kind every day, maybe a discipline and a technology are so unknown in the world.

Zhang Xiaoqiang attaches great importance to culture and inheritance, in the base, the subject of the children's school is mainly inheritance, and then the zombies are the mainstay, what English, painting, music, dance are no longer in his consideration, he only needs to master the history of China, the deeds of the ancestors, understand the zombies, and kill the zombies.

A small tire refining project opened his horizons, the future battle is not a battle between humans and zombies, it is a battle between civilization and barbarism, humans and zombies have an absolute upper hand, a large number of high-tech talents are dead, no matter if you can't find high-tech weapons, you can't find it to be angry, you can't everyone take a sword and shield to fight with zombies who are more than 100 times more than them, right?

All this is knowledge, knowledge cannot be broken, Zhang Xiaoqiang has already concluded in his heart that if he wants to achieve the final victory, human beings still have to convert their knowledge into weapons and resources, and use countless steel and flames to drown zombies.

The gathering place has gradually become active from the previous lifelessness, the large fields bring them hope, countless people are careful to serve in the fields, the green fields are the driving force of their lives, and the fields are not only the life motivation of the poor, but also the leaders of those forces.

They have a stockpile, because a few people occupy the majority of the food, they can live well, but relatively speaking, no matter how much food they have, they will run out one day, and when the day comes, he will be the last to starve to death. So they have always had a kind of anxiety in their hearts, and when they see the corpses thrown into the river, they are worried in their hearts, because they have not been hungry yet, and they hope that this kind of life can go on forever, and people are afraid of death.

This desperate anxiety weighs deep on their hearts, and they give up tomorrow and live a drunken life every day, playing with women, watching big fish eat people, torturing their own kind, just for that little thrill to make themselves forget the last despair.

The entry of the convoy caused a slight wave, of course, and that's all, they didn't want to trust anyone, in this world, they only believed in what they had in their hands, they didn't want to come into contact with the convoy, and they didn't want to leave the safe gathering place to wander with the convoy outside the unpredictable outside.

The convoy is conservative and unwilling to have too deep entanglement with those forces, especially after the women's barracks almost lost Uncle Yun and Taro, Zhang Xiaoqiang regretted it deeply, and the camp became more conservative, enclosing itself with a thick wall and working hard for their next goal.

Although the camp was very conservative, and because of the food crisis, a market was built outside the camp, and it was this market that injected vitality into the gathering place, and all kinds of luxury goods that were in short supply, all kinds of daily necessities that they had almost forgotten appeared in the market area, making those who only wanted to live in the last days of their lives go crazy.

The market is just the beginning, or the food crisis, the camp killed the big fish and brought it back, the big fish set off a storm in the whole gathering place, and the fish in the big lake were a boulder pressed on the top of the head of the gathering place, they didn't expect that this boulder would be moved one day, although Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't think so, in the eyes of everyone in the gathering place.

As if the convoy was a gift from God, the camp began to reclaim the fields and plant them on a large scale, and most of the forces were gloating about the actions of the camp, they had worked hard before, and the seeds in the economically developed areas were not good, but in the end there were still them, and they had planted them.

Except for the center of the gathering place, the greenhouse vegetable field, which is 10 million times more valuable than gold, everything was ruined by the climate and drought, after all, the climate change in the first half of the year was still the most violent, and they were not agriculturists.

When they saw the seedlings emerging from the vegetable field, the tender vegetable seedlings turned into a green carpet, they were shocked, and in their hearts the convoy seemed to be favored by God, no matter what they did, they could succeed.