Chapter 11 Be Du Yuesheng

Zhang Wancai sat comfortably in his taxi, although it was far less comfortable than those so-called luxury cars that had been cheap to the extreme at this moment. However, when the warrior car faces zombies, it is absolutely safe. Especially when the enhanced version of a line of five warriors's military vehicles is added with appropriate weapons, its power is considerable.

Maybe the warrior car taken by ordinary soldiers may not be like this, but Zhang Wancai's warrior car is really safe. The thickened high-level military bulletproof glass and the armor on the body are real military armor plates. Not only that, but also ceramic, alloy and other materials are added.

The only difference from the military vehicle is that he did not dare to be blatantly put the 12.7mm heavy machine gun on the shelf. Therefore, a hole and a folding gun frame had to be left on the roof of the car. A 7.62mm shift machine gun was hidden in the car.

Soon his car approached Xi'an, and the subway under construction was located at the entrance of the city wall.

The huge iron gate blocked the entrance of the subway, because the army defending the wall had no ability to remove the zombies below. In the underground passage of the subway, there is a place of death composed mainly of zombie rats and a large number of zombie beasts.

The small subway entrance inside the city wall has been completely sealed by the cement. However, some large engineering ports have to be sealed with steel welded into strong portals. It's just that these iron gates are located in the depths of the passage. Outside the entrance, there are soldiers on duty, so it is just unknown.

Looking at the soldier holding a gun and wearing a carrying aid, Zhang Wancai, who was holding a cigarette, scolded resentfully in his heart.

"Smelly soldier!"

Seeing the soldier, Zhang Wancai habitually frowned, and a look of defense and disgust came through his eyebrows. He doesn't like soldiers at all now. In his opinion, his palace in a small town near H County was broken by the bastard who broke his arm and now came to Xi'an because of the soldiers' anti-water.

But then he adjusted his expression, because he remembered what his uncle said.

"You are still a mountain village bandit. If you want to do big things in China, the first thing is to learn to laugh. Whether you smile or not, let the other party feel that your smile comes from your heart. In contrast, you are still too young!"

Yes, compared with those old "characters" in Xi'an, Zhang Wancai is just a small mountain village bandit. In the past, he was speechless with those "characters" and it was difficult to be seen by each other.

But it's not now. When these characters ask for Zhang Wancai, or he has some special use, at least they will be polite to him. At the end of this biochemical world, what is more important than having people, guns and food?

For these, Zhang Wancai killed a lot of people. He killed soldiers for weapons and ordinary civilians for food. In his eyes, those civilians were stupid people. At the end of the biochemical world, they relied on some food storage at home, and they were unwilling to go anywhere in the courtyard surrounded by high walls.

This is a native of Shaanxi. It is said that there is food at home without panic. No matter what kind of disaster, as long as there is food, it's nothing. And the foundation of 4 cents also needs to be half an acre of land. Plant some vegetables in the yard. What else do you need for the left-behind elderly and children in ordinary villages?

This is Zhang Wancai's resource. Now he is not short of guns, people and food. He is only worried about one thing. That is Guo Zhenbei, the fool who has a strong force and does not know how to do some "big things", is planning to save the "big guys" back.

He remembered that he had discussed this matter with his "big uncle". He guessed that maybe those guys did not want to leave their hiding place and come to the dangerous Xi'an. But then his "uncle" let him get rid of the idea that looked extremely stupid.

"They, if they leave these silly little people, they are nothing. You'd better think about it. Don't kill all the ordinary people outside. Remember what I told you, the rest of the people who killed the thorns would be obedient. With those ordinary people, think about it, you can get food, and I can get guns. This is not our world in the future, guarding these millions of people. When will we be uncles!"

These words are the result of having common interests, and even Zhang Wancai recognized this person as his "big uncle". Not to mention, Zhang Wancai has really learned something. Therefore, his disgust for the soldiers disappeared from his face almost instantly.

When his car arrived in front of the sentry card, where a soldier held a sign with the word "stop", a smiling face of what kind of "character" had immediately appeared on his face. If Zhang Wancai has learned something, then this smiling face is what he thinks is really "progressing".

"I know the rogue tycoons in Shanghai in those years, Huang Jinrong, Du Yuesheng and Zhang Xiaolin, who were called a buy-in-hand man in the front, and those in the middle were said to be the best at being, and the last one was a fool who became a traitor! I know why, think about it, Wancai...!"

Looking at Zhang Wancai's thinking face at that time, his "uncle" continued to make a joke.

"Why on earth would Du Yuesheng be a man, and what about the end of not being a man? You can't be too Zhang Xiaolin!"

Zhang Wancai, who has no culture, has always admired the rogue tycoons in Shanghai. He has also read "The Romance of the Qinghong Gang" many times. He also knows a little about Du Yuesheng's character. It was only after thinking about "uncle" that he found that what he had known before was just a hearsay "actment".

This made Zhang Wancai realize that if he really wants to be a "big man", he should be Du Yuesheng instead of Zhang Xiaolin. In fact, real "characters" and people who are expected to become "big shots" often do more like Du Yuesheng.

"Stop!"

Zhang Wancai, with a smile on his face, motioned the driver to stop, and then he opened the door and got off the car.

"Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

The soldiers holding the sign did not say much, because the officer in charge of the sentry appeared in front of the team's vehicles at this time.

"What do you do?"

The officer's face is completely a businessman's face, but the smile on Zhang Wancai's face is even stronger. This is not for other reasons, but Zhang Wancai wants to be Du Yuesheng.

"Comrade, we are on the order of the management committee to investigate the underground disaster situation!"

While talking, Zhang Wancai took out a cigarette and wanted to hand it to the officer in front of him. However, the officer's hand stood up like a "five-finger mountain", which made his smoke unable to pass. This made his smile a little embarrassed, and then waved his head and asked his men to hand over the certificate issued to him by the "addiary committee".

The so-called "Management Committee" is the abbreviation of "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee". The Military Defense Management Committee manages others, which is the management division of labor in Xi'an. Wu Changsheng is the person who participates in the management committee of the military. At the same time, the army should also follow the arrangement of the management committee in internal affairs.

On both sides of the sentry card are two bunkers that are repaired like turrets. There are many shooting holes on it that stare at the engineering entrance of the subway, and the entrance is a lifting iron gate. The patrolling soldiers and the muzzle of the machine gun sticking out of the bunker indicate that this is a military control zone.

It hasn't been a day since Zhang Wancai was greedy for the things in the bunker. 25mm double-blinder machine gun, 14.7mm high-level dual-purpose machine gun. Of course, this is the caliber of the Soviet system of old-fashioned firearms.

But there is no doubt that when dealing with big zombies like Meat Mountain, the 14.7mm machine gun is more powerful than the 12.7mm machine gun. Although it's just a difference of two millimeters, the power is absolutely different.

In addition, the 25mm machine gun. Zhang Wancai once saw on the wall that the troops used that kind of machine cannon to beat that kind of action was not particularly agile. As soon as you go up, half of your head will disappear.

That's a cannon, especially what makes him feel more gratified that he may be able to get that kind of cannon by himself. It depends on whether the boy surnamed Guo is "sible". If, as the "uncle" knows, the silly boy named Guo Zhenbei can't get the favor of the "adulty management committee", then he may be able to get that kind of cannon by himself.

But now is not the time to think about it. When he handed the "pass" to the officer, he looked back and gestured. At this time, the person in the last car removed a box from the car. It's not something else. It's a box of Huafeng's "oil spicy sour soup noodles".

Shaanxi people like this. On the contrary, "Kangshifu braised beef noodles" is not more popular among soldiers than this kind of noodles.

Of course, the officer's eyes saw the soldiers under Zhang Wancai move their faces out, and also saw his soldiers go to pick them away. However, his face is still businesslike, and he doesn't talk nonsense with Zhang Wancai at all.

"Rin!"

He just turned around and waved his hand. The soldiers left the middle of the road. No one spoke much and just looked at the vehicles in front of them.

A line of five warriors, which are obviously better than those used by the army, with more armored convoys slowly drove to the iron gate. There are already soldiers there who are slowly growing the iron gate with hand-cranking equipment. Although it is the army, they still don't have more oil to use, let alone a generator that uses oil.

And the soldiers can't imagine how much fuel it takes for a line of five warriors. Although they are the most important force in defending Xi'an, they often use three bicycles or simply framed cars when transporting military supplies.

The officer also watched the five cars and watched them enter the dark passage. There are two other iron gates there. Zhang Wancai and others are no longer his problem. Looking around, he reached out and waved his sergeant and ordered in a low voice.

"Find a pot, the next half, and let the brothers sip their buns!"

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