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But there are many people who want it, but there are few armors.

It is basically impossible to distribute it reasonably and convince everyone.

Even if the high-level doesn't want it, only give it to the special combat personnel, just the special combat personnel who went out with Song Zheng this time are not enough, and it is really nerve-wracking to who not to give it to.

Song Zheng simply came up with the idea of "public use", when anyone really needs it, the armor will be used by whom, and it does not belong to one or two people.

In this way, there is no negative emotion caused by unfair distribution, and it does not let the armor sit idle for a long time and waste good performance.

Although this is just to make everyone unreasonable, and it does not avoid that some people are still dissatisfied, it is the best way to think of it right now.

For start-up bases, there is no need to consider the division of classes and the establishment of a promotion system.

Perhaps when the population of the base increases and the base gradually expands, there will eventually be a demand for this aspect, which is not yet available.

Song Zheng himself is not an official material, and he doesn't pay much attention to this aspect. Since you don't need it right now, you don't bother to think too much about it.

Just solve the problem at hand first.

It's not a solution that will please everyone, but it's the one that seems to make the most sense right now.

So naturally it passed smoothly.

If you can't continue to exchange items, everyone will disperse.

Song Zheng took those elven swords home to rest.

On the way back, I didn't forget to call the skinny monkey.

"I'll be out tomorrow, it will take a while to trade, and you can just handle the things in the base normally. ”

The thin monkey is also very accustomed to this, and there were originally some thoughts of going out to adventure, but after many disappointments, it gradually disappeared. Besides, he is now happy to manage the affairs of the base, but his yearning for adventure is not so strong.

"I know the burden on your shoulders is not easy, don't do everything yourself, give the committee some more tasks, so many people can't let them be idle, the exhibition of the base still depends on all of you. ”

After encouraging the thin monkey a few words, Song Zheng broke up with him and returned home.

There was nothing to say all night, and early the next morning, Song Zheng took Li Wanru and gathered with Bai Xin at the gate, ready to go out again.

A few times before, he also took Bai Xin with him, and Song Zheng felt very comfortable with these two people, so he was not ready to change them again. Prepare to train the two of them as long-term members of the squad.

After all, he is not a qualified base brain, more like a team leader, he is not so demanding of the people around him, he does not have a clear purpose, he is completely in accordance with his own temper, and he does not need to think about such things as training newcomers and cultivating talents for the base.

After bidding farewell to the people who saw them off, the four of them entered the jungle again.

Since getting astrology, it has become very convenient to go to a place that you have been to before.

The last camp of the breakaway was easily located by Song Zheng and led someone to the door.

A few dozen meters away from the camp, they ran into the camp's sentry.

The guy hid among the dense branches and foliage of a tree, trying not to be seen.

But he couldn't avoid Song Zheng's perception, so Song Zheng jumped directly onto the tree and startled him.

After clarifying the intention, the sentry was no longer so frightened, and took the initiative to lead the way in front, leading Song Zheng and the others into the camp.

"Welcome, Mr. Song is passing by this time or is there something else?"

After Dr. An Ping got the news, he greeted him with a smile, shook hands with Song Zheng warmly, and invited Song Zheng and his party to his tent.

The last time I entered this tent, there were only two people, Dr. An and Song Zheng, but this time it was completely different.

Not only Li Wanru and Bai Xin were all present, but in the camp of the detached, there were also several other people who participated in the meeting. Among them are Wu Jiabao, who made Song Zheng sad last time, and Chang Feng, who has a close relationship with Wu Jiabao.

"I came here this time mainly to trade. Song Zheng said straight to Dr. An.

An Ping's eyes immediately narrowed, he couldn't see the emotions inside, his face was full of smiles, and he looked very festive, but no one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"Welcome, welcome, Mr. Song, is there anything to be gained from the treasure hunt in the jungle?" An Ping's eyes looked at the backpack that Song Zheng and the others were carrying.

The backpacks they carried on their backs were all long, round mountaineering bags like pillars, which could hold a lot of things, and were long enough to hold long guns and long swords.

Song Zheng smiled mysteriously and said, "That's right. I do have some extra things that I want to sell, and I want to exchange some daily necessities, I wonder if you can provide them here?"

Dr. An frowned secretly, and secretly scolded the little fox, but with a smile on his face: "Mr. Song, although we don't have an urban core and don't have the ability to produce daily necessities, I have a good relationship with those camps with urban cores, and being able to get products at a low price saves you the hard work of going back and forth." ”

The two sides know each other well in the clash of words.

Song Zheng said that what he wanted was daily necessities, and if the camp for the leavers didn't have it, he wouldn't talk nonsense. Anping said that he has a hard relationship and can get low-cost daily necessities, and the best object you want to trade with is us.

Once you've marked each other's attitudes, it's time to show your hole cards.

Song Zheng stretched out his hand to Zhou Panyi: "Bring something." ”

The little fat man nodded, took off his backpack, and handed it to Song Zheng.

There was a zipper on the backpack, Song Zheng opened the zipper, grabbed the mountaineering bag and pointed it to both sides, and suddenly several cold lights radiated out.

The bright blade stabbed several people on the other side of the camp, and they all subconsciously turned their heads and blocked their eyes with their hands.

"What is it?"

When they turned their faces and looked intently, flames immediately burst out of their eyes. His eyes widened and he couldn't take his eyes off it. It's all like they're on top of those elven swords.

"Fine...... Elven Sword!"

Wu Jiabao's voice became trembling. It's not that he hasn't seen elven swords, but he has seen three elven swords at once, and he hasn't even thought about it.

Although the weapons made by the elven civilization that appeared in the jungle were the most common, those who could obtain a long sword were not ordinary people, either elites or had unique means, or they were lucky.

In the camp of the Breakaways, there really isn't a single elven sword. A lot of people hold back and want a handful.