Chapter 73 There is a storm in the city

"This is the cableway. Let's go there. I really want to see what the expression on their faces will be when the guy comes back without the old nest!"

The speaker is a young man between 18 and 19 years old. He is wearing a city G uniform and carrying an M500 revolver in his hand. And obviously, this guy is a boy who has been poisoned by Resident Evil games and online games.

This is known as "the most powerful mass-produced revolver in the world today" (although the Zeliska revolver produced by Pfeifer in Austria is more powerful, it is not a "mass-produced" revolver).

Outside the extended barrel of his M500, it has a rectangular heat dissipation device and a muzzle brake on the muzzle, which is a reduced version of the muzzle device of the 12.7mm Barrett sniper rifle. The gun is equipped with a scope, and even a small grip is in the front of the revolver.

This M500 pistol, which is more popular than the "Desert Eagle" once used by Guo Zhenbei, was held in front of him as if he was holding a short-barreled shotgun. Outside the barrel, there are accessories such as lasers and tactical flashlight.

He has dozens of eye-catching urban management officers. They wear police tactical vests and military helmets. That invincible look looks more blessed than the real soldiers nearby.

"Please leave. This is the military control zone!"

The officer who blocked the incoming city G was serious and calm when he spoke. After all, his yellow face, which was yellow because of lack of food, was really a kind of sarcasm that was still disproportionate to the other party's white and fat face at the end of biochemical times.

The soldier gritted his teeth and gave in to this group of scoundrels. Probably this is the tolerance of the military all the time, which makes everyone think that they are just soldiers defending the city. If they want to shoot, they have to shoot at the zombies outside the city.

As for City G's tolerance for the officer, he was very domineering.

"We are the criminals who went to the opposite side to catch and kill the city management. This is not your incompetence, otherwise how can you let those guys run there?"

"That's right, we are completing the task for your military. Look at the good things you have done!"

The City G team members shouted in a chaotic manner, with a threatening pistol in their hands, and put on a Lambo shape. The leader of the team, the captain of City G with a large pistol, looked sneering and lively. He just squeezed his lips and didn't say a word.

He is what Shui Jin said, the captain of the City G Brigade with a deep background among the survivors of Xi'an. And around him is the backbone of the urban management. Everyone is equipped with a Type 92 pistol. From the perspective of ammunition, they are much more equipped than the military.

The expression on the officer's face, which was even pushed twice, was more serious, although the trembling corners of his mouth showed that he was just suppressing his anger. The soldiers around him were persistent with assault rifles. When they expressed anger on their faces, they could only glance at their officers with the corners of their eyes, and at the same time, they pricked up their ears to listen to orders at any time.

The sadness in the hearts of the soldiers is condensed in the strength of the steel guns in their hands. If possible, those Type 03 assault rifles will definitely cry out in pain. As excellent elements in modern rifles, what can they do in the face of these flamboyant bastards in front of them?

"It's these bastards who provided food to the army, otherwise..."

People wearing city G uniforms have some momentum that others don't have, and at least the soldiers can't. Although they were holding Type 03 or Type 95 assault rifles in their hands, they had to pretend not to see them in front of the people in front of them because of the officer's order.

At the same time, almost everyone is watching Wu Changsheng, trying to see how he, who is destined to get the greatest benefit today, will deal with this matter.

"What are you doing? This is the military control zone. Is this where you can come?"

When they saw Wu Changsheng, the soldiers had hope. The weapons in their hands are ready. As long as Wu Changsheng orders, they will rush up immediately. Let these flow in front of you. The ruts know that under the violence of soldiers, they are just poor little reptiles.

However, the situation that disappointed everyone appeared. The captain of the City G Brigade with the oversized left wheel of the M500 had a sneer on his face. Then he handed over the walkie-talkie he was holding in his hand, like a sword above, to Wu Changsheng.

Wu Changsheng looked at the person in front of him, with anger and extreme disgust in his eyes. Although he understood that the army's food supply had to rely on the transfer of the Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee, which was the reason why he could not speak.

But what he doesn't believe is that the "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee" doesn't give such face to the military, and the military control zone allows some cities to break through? Even if he came here to catch Guo Zhenbei, shouldn't it be the armed police sent by Shui Xingbo?

As for the urban management, in the past, they were the stream. When it comes to the biochemical end, it is a combination of a group of bandits and hooligans. According to the national law, it has been enough to be shot many times. Unfortunately, there was nothing they could do in the past, and even folklore made people blush.

At this moment, at the end of the biochemical world, these cities are even more lawless. This deepened Wu Changsheng's disgust with them, but he couldn't deal with these annoying people when Guo Zhenbei solved the food.

The only thing he can do is to wait and endure until he loosens the cards on the army's supplies.

All the soldiers stared at Wu Changsheng and waited for his order. It is disappointing that after Wu Changsheng and the radio communicated with someone, his angry expression just became more fierce, but he swallowed with a lot of anger when he spoke.

"Don't stop, cooperate with the work of Comrade City G!"

When he said this, Wu Changsheng secretly gritted his teeth and blushed. Then he ignored the eyes of the obviously confused soldiers around him and turned back to his command post. There is a military radio station set up there that has long lost its function.

It was a few days after the outbreak of the biochemical crisis, and it has been idle because it has completely lost its use. Today, when Guo Zhenbei and others took action, Guo Zhenbei opened a wireless channel, which passed through those "peers without. People. The work of those relay stations allows Wu Changsheng to contact Guo Zhenbei and others.

Looking at Wu Changsheng's back, the young captain of the City G Brigade with a large M500 made a "haha" sound. It was as if two loud slaps in the face of the soldiers in front of them.

They also look at Wu Changsheng's back and are asking themselves at this moment.

"Are we going to let these bandits flow? Hooligan, are you going to catch those who gave us two dumplings? Is this a soldier? Is this the backbone of the Republic?

When walking on the road, Wu Changsheng put his hands behind his back and pouted. He didn't want to say that he was shameless, but he wanted to say that he was helpless. In order to maintain the apparent stability of Xi'an, the largest survivor base at present, he had to allow those cities to fool around in the military control zone.

There is no need to say the sadness and indignation in his heart. The only thing he can do is to tell Guo Zhenbei, who is waiting for the "Y-1 Albatross" transport plane to transport 150 tons of light weapons and ammunition back to Xi'an.

This made him feel very ashamed. Even when he connected the communicator, he didn't know what to say to Guo Zhenbei.

"Xiao Guo... er... er... your base..."

Wu Changsheng gritted his teeth, and he didn't care whether he was ashamed or not. After all, if Guo Zhenbei and others don't know that those cities G occupy their strongholds outside the city, they will fall into danger when they come back. Not only that, but even the weapons they brought back will fall into the hands of those guys.

Of course, there is another possibility. Wu Changsheng clearly knows Guo Zhenbei's attitude towards those cities. Perhaps it directly blew their heads. Wu Changsheng felt happy at the same time, but also worried that the conflict between Guo Zhenbei and the "Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee" would intensify.

"Don't worry, Chief of Staff Wu asked them to go. I've already prepared for the welcome ceremony!"

No one can see Guo Zhenbei's expression, but from his careless tone, Wu Changsheng knew that he had already prepared to deal with it.

"Isn't it a pity that he installed explosives on the ropeway?"

With this idea, Wu Changsheng quickly left his command room and then appeared on the top of the city again. His command post is set up on the gate. Unfortunately, except for a few guards, Wu Changsheng basically doesn't go there much.

A vague hope in his mind is that Guo Zhenbei can gain the upper hand in the confrontation with the Xi'an Reconstruction Management Committee. In that case, he may talk to Guo Zhenbei about the issue of radio recovery.

At this time, those City G players were already noisy in the car on the ropeway. Of course, no one on the opposite side opened the switch for them, so they had to stand up by themselves and try to move by holding the wire with their gloved hands.

"It won't really be disconnected. That's a pity. It took a lot of time!"

However, what Wu Changsheng did not expect was that a plane with four rotors suddenly came down from nowhere in the sky. That's "There is no companion. People. Machine, it looks like an enlarged version of "Apple Savier".

As they fell to the same height as the cars on the ropeway, their shining red eyes looked at several cities in the car that they had begun to be afraid of. Then it climbed up as quickly as it came and disappeared into the air.

This made Wu Changsheng confused. He scratched his head and asked left and right.

"That's it?"

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