Looking at the weapons in everyone's hands, it made Zheng Yuanqing cry and laugh, no wonder Ling Qing looked down on everyone so much, there were more than 60 people on both sides of the war, and the best weapon was the antique Al-211, and there were no more than 3 of them, all the others were single-barreled or double-barreled shotguns, and there were even a lot of breech-loading powder guns; Zheng Yuanqing watched from the side for 3 minutes, and such a fierce skirmish between the two sides did not result in a single death, only an unlucky child was hit by a stray bullet;

Helplessly, the distance between the people on both sides was 19 meters away, and if they were engaged with a shotgun with a shooting distance of tens of meters or even only a dozen meters, they would be hit, which was really bloody;

Moreover, the only one who can completely hit the opposite Al-211 is probably to save bullets, and only occasionally fire a shot, and those sought-after players are certainly not sharpshooters, Al-211's huge recoil makes everyone at least 90% of the bullets hit in mid-air;

Zheng Yuanqing smiled weirdly, picked up the communicator and said, "Arrest both of them for me; ”

Before the words were finished, the two off-road jeeps outflanked the past in two ways, Zheng Yuanqing and the spider climbed to the top of the off-road jeep separately, holding the handle of the anti-aircraft machine gun in both hands, "tom ......tom" After a dull gunshot, the battlefield was quiet for a moment;

Lao Wang and Jin Yutang got out of the truck, one of them carried a shoulder-mounted rocket launcher and aimed at the two parties, looking at the panicked crowd in front of him, Zheng Yuanqing connected the earphones in his ears to the tweeter of the car, and said loudly: "Put down your guns, and those who resist will be killed; ”

More than 60 people looked at each other. [I'm not sure about it.] But then again, look at the anti-aircraft machine guns piled up on both sides of the car. Behind the open car door, there were soldiers with rifles pointing at the crowd, and there were two rocket launchers in the distance, although there were only a dozen or so people on the other side, but then again, the firepower simply suppressed themselves;

Finally, after the first person threw the weapon in his hand to the ground, all of them quickly threw their weapons to the ground, and then walked to the empty ground on the side of the battlefield with their heads in their hands and squatted down;

Zheng Yuanqing led people to surround everyone in the middle, and He Yaohui and Jin Yutang searched everyone one by one. to prevent someone from carrying a weapon that is not thrown away;

After He Yaohui signaled that there was no danger, Zheng Yuanqing walked up to everyone and asked with a slight smile:

"Come, comrades, tell me about your present situation, if you say good, I will let you go, if you say badly, I will kill you; Look at the garbage you've got in your hands, and the guys we've got in our hands, you should know. You're not in my eyes, so I don't want to look for guilt. It's better to be honest; ”

Of course, this group of people is just a group of armed rural people, to put it mildly, it is the Self-Defense Force, not professional soldiers at all, and they were slightly intimidated by Zheng Yuanqing, and immediately rushed to talk about the situation in the northern wasteland like a bamboo tube pouring beans, as if they were afraid that Zheng Yuanqing would take everyone if it was too late;

The original leader of the northern wasteland was called Hongtai, a Mongolian, who was once a tyrant of the wasteland, and after the outbreak of the plague, he was fortunate to escape with his men smuggling in the depths of the wasteland; While others were thinking about how to survive after the outbreak of the plague, he and his men began to grab the territory, and soon gathered a large group of survivors and established a large settlement in the wasteland to defend against the zombies;

As his fame became louder and louder, and he was bold and righteous, the population under his command became more and more numerous, and finally became one of the four major forces in Chenghua; Because many people in the northern wasteland make a living from hunting, there are a lot of guns in their hands, of course, it refers to hunting rifles, plus dozens of AL-211 old-fashioned rifles that were secretly bought when they were smuggling in the past, but they have also repelled countless zombie attacks;

Of course, a big reason is luck, the wasteland is vast and sparsely populated, and the number of zombies is very small, which is the biggest reason; After becoming the master of one party, Hong Tai began to live a very poor and extravagant life, and began to rule the slave system by pulling the mountain; He is a drunkard and lustful person, and his subordinates will force the survivors to conduct a group beauty pageant every month in order to pat him on the back, and the top ten small survivor groups can be completely exempted from all kinds of heavy taxes and miscellaneous taxes, but that girl has to be dedicated to Hong Tai for fun;

Although the rural people were angry, they were powerless to resist his brutal rule, and at the peak of Hongtai's power, the population controlled by more than 190,000 people;

It's a pity that Hong Tai, who plays wine and beautiful women every day, finally got tired of such a static day, so he invented a game of close combat with zombies, that is, knocking out the zombies' teeth and putting a sleeve on his fingers to fight with real people; Hong Tai is a loyal lover of this activity, and every day he has to kill 11 zombies with his own hands to sleep;

But then again, accidents often happen inadvertently, who would have thought that a zombie's teeth were not knocked clean, and there was another tooth root remaining above, but then again, Hong Tai, who had never been bitten by a zombie, happened to let the zombie bite that day, and a series of coincidences caused the tyrant of the northern wasteland to die young;

After his death, the three generals under his command fought each other, and no one obeyed anyone, and they were divided into the ink department, the silver department and the red flag department;

During his lifetime, Hong Tai divided his own forces into four divisions, which were the Mo Ministry, the Silver Ministry, the Red Flag Ministry, and the Jin Ministry; The leader of the Golden Department was a woman, and after the battle broke out, she led her men and survivors to migrate to the depths of the wasteland, so there were only four families left to fight;

These people in front of them are separated from the people of the Silver Department and the Red Flag Department, and the strongest of the 3 banners is the Mo Department, and it is a pity that it is the strongest because there are more than 29 Al-211 in the crowd;

After understanding the situation clearly, Zheng Yuanqing let everyone go, and he didn't dare to report to the higher authorities that he had been captured;

The reason is that from the words of the people, some suspicions can be heard, in the armed forces of the northern wasteland, the position of captured soldiers in the armed forces will be reduced to slave soldiers in order to wash away their own humiliation, that is, cannon fodder troops; Therefore, when everyone goes back, they will only have to be a little more normal, and they will certainly not tell the fact that they have been captured;

Zheng Yuanqing saw that it was not early, so he drove the corpse hunting team to the depths of the deserted wasteland, lit a bonfire, set up a tent, and prepared to spend the night in this place;

Everyone sat on the ground around the roaring bonfire, on which was a wild goat that He Yaohui had just called; Such a beast is an unattainable delicacy for the hungry rural people, but for Zheng Yuanqing, who has a car, it is a pity that it is a matter of easy shot;

Ling Qing was sitting next to Zheng Yuanqing and was wiping mosquito water on his body, in the summer wasteland, there were countless mosquitoes of all kinds, if you didn't take protective measures, it would be a miserable situation at all;

The spider roasted the whole sheep piled on the grill, and said: "Captain, these survivors of the northern wasteland are simply a group of rabble, we might as well hurry up and send troops to take down this place, so as to rescue the rural people here, you see what kind of life everyone is living; ”

Si Juan, who had a big Virgin complex, nodded hurriedly: "That's right, captain, if you don't do it, once those guys in the northeast react, this will be a troublesome matter, there are so many people in the northern wasteland, which just makes up for the vacancy of our power and population; At the moment, there are many things to be done in the territory, but there is a shortage of people in every aspect, especially some manufacturing plants, if they want to start, they need a large number of people; ”

Zheng Yuanqing bowed slightly when he heard this, turned his head to look at Ling Qing, who was still smelling on the side, and asked, "What do you think?" ”

Ling Qing carefully wiped the mosquito repellent water while saying casually: "If you want to conquer this place, at least use 19,000 armed forces, how can the armed forces come over?" With such a big movement of the armed forces, there must be countless zombies who will follow, let's kill them all the way? In addition, there are so many survivors in the Northern Wasteland, how can we migrate back? Transported by helicopter? How many times do you have to be lucky? ”

Forehead......

Ling Qing's words immediately quieted down everyone present; That's right, the wasteland is thousands of kilometers away from the east, and there is no good transportation, how can the armed forces come and conquer this place, and how can they move people back?

If a settlement is established in this place, the original strategic significance will be lost, and the eastern part of the country is industrially developed, full of various manufacturing plants, bustling cities, and staggered transportation networks; Moreover, there is nothing in the wasteland, is it possible to return to the era of farming?

Soon, after a short period of distraction, all the people turned their eyes to Ling Qing, since she pointed it out, there must be a way to solve this problem;

Ling Qing finally wiped all the mosquito repellent water at this moment, she tidied up her clothes, picked up her small things unhurriedly, and then leaned her head on Zheng Yuanqing's shoulder, adjusted a comfortable position, and then said casually: "Although many infrastructure facilities on the highway have been destroyed, but the railway alone does not, if we can restore the electrification of the railway network, use the train to transport soldiers and migration, then all the problems have been solved; ”

When everyone heard this, their eyes immediately lit up, but they soon dimmed, and Si Juan, who was in charge of transportation, said with some loss: "This project is too big, right?" With our current strength, we don't expect to be able to do this; ”

Ling Qing hooked the corners of his mouth when he heard this, his whole body nested in Zheng Yuanqing's arms, and he lowered his head and said, "We don't need to restore all the railway lines, but it is enough to restore the line leading to the wasteland, and all the other lines will be pinched; Once the power is restored, the amount of electricity we lose is also within the supply area of our power station; Besides, if you don't try, how do you know it won't work? (To be continued, please search, the novel is better and faster!)