The snow covered the deserted streets like a quilt.
Apart from the snow removal workers who walked by silently, the only thing that was noisy on the street was the cold north wind.
Oh no, there is another good place to keep the spring alive.
People are noisy and carnival here, releasing the accumulated pressure and passing the boring time.
This good place is a fake leg tavern. Although it has only been open for less than a month, it has conquered the hearts of all wasteland tourists with its high-quality wine.
At the wine table, the muscular mercenary stepped on the stool with his feet, showing off his scars drunk.
The hot-clad girl wanders in the dark corners, waiting for her prey tonight.
The gambler put the two tables together, playing dice and poker...
Judging from these silhouettes, this place is no different from the Bullet Shell Tavern on the street.
The only difference is that the security here is very good, so good that it is unimaginable.
But it wasn't the case when it first opened.
Wine is a huge profit everywhere.
The appearance of the fake leg tavern undoubtedly cut off the wealth of the tavern on the entire street.
As long as I taste the beer with the smell of wheat, I believe no one will be interested in the rotten wine blended with industrial alcohol.
Even the rich people in the inner circle occasionally come to this place to drink two cups to warm their stomachs.
The huge profits naturally attracted the jealousy of colleagues.After the coercion and inducement failed, the owners of various taverns used all kinds of despicable means.
Making trouble, framed, stealing...
However, those who used these methods obviously underestimated Zhou Guoping's ability.He used to be a bandit, and if he was more despicable than using despicable means, he would be an old fry.
Bribery, black guns, arson...
After chopping off six dirty hands that were stretched out, those who were ready to move finally became cautious.
Immediately afterwards, he released another news: the owner of this store has a very different relationship with the ten-member committee.
After inquiring about this news, those who were still hesitating whether to take the risk finally completely dispelled the wrong ideas in their hearts and accepted the fact that the fake leg tavern occupied the market.
In addition to good security, the design of the tavern is also very user-friendly.
The space on the second and third floors has been converted into a warm guest room, providing private space for those who are in love with each other.
Release deeper pressure for the physically and mentally exhausted wasteland guests...
As usual, Zhou Guoping was wearing a gray suit and sat casually on a wooden table, mercilessly bragging with the mercenaries wandering on the wasteland.
This boss is very talkative and popular with these drunkards.
Even his bald head, which was barely growing, has become the signature of this tavern.
Just like the old grandfather of KFC.
As for why, it is because as long as someone talks about things he is interested in, he will exempt him from the order.
...In the North District of the city center, guess what did I see?It turned out to be a mother of dead claws!Hell, I just wanted to get close to the nuclear bomb crater and see if there are any valuable things inside
OK man, the Mother of Dead Claws can only go back to the edge of the nuclear crater when laying eggs. In winter, they usually hide in the hole and your cowhide is blown.A middle-aged uncle grinned, reached out to take off the cigarette in his mouth, and shook it in the ashtray.
There was a terrifying scar on his face, pulled from his left eye to the corner of his right mouth.
Because of this scar, his smile looked a bit ferocious.
Since the one-eyed Lev said this, it must be correct.
That's right, boy, the scar on this old guy's face was left by the Mother of Dead Claws.
The young man's face turned into a pig's liver, and he took a sip of beer silently to hide his embarrassment.
Zhou Guoping looked at the mercenaries who were making jokes with a smile, but he was thinking about when to speak and who should be worth hiring.
That guy should be a newcomer, at least he was not a mercenary before.
As for the middle-aged man with Slavic face, he was a tough guy.
It is said that he was a fighter pilot of the CCCP before. He was not deported back to China after the war, but was taken to Shanghai as an experimenter in a special experimental project.
When the disaster came, he escaped from the laboratory with his extraordinary skills and wandered around this wasteland from then on.
However, Zhou Guoping did not intend to hire him. No matter how cruel he was, he was just a lone guest.The boss gave him the instructions that it was necessary to have many people, at least a large mercenary group of no less than fifty people.
This is difficult, especially in the environment where everyone is planning to be in the city center.
However, the boss's order was absolute. Zhou Guoping glanced at the door from time to time, and he was waiting for someone to appear.
The oak door slammed open, and the cold air flow mixed with broken snow blew in.
The man sitting at the door drinking was shaking by the wind and was about to scold the guy who opened the door.
However, after seeing that face clearly, the swear words that had already flowed to his mouth were swallowed by him again.
She shaved her flat head and her blue-gray cold-proof clothing looked ordinary.
After stepping into the tavern, he didn't say anything like the others, but sat down at the bar in a low-key manner, skillfully ordered a bottle of beer and started drinking it.
However, when he saw this person, Zhou Guoping's eyes lit up and he walked over with a smile.
Luo Yang, leader of the Black Blood Mercenary Corps.Although he has a public face, no one can ignore his strength and the strength of more than 70 warriors who have worked for him.
How are you getting today?Sitting next to him, Zhou Guoping asked in a chatty tone.
It's awful... besides snow, it's blood.The north district of the city center has been explored, and one of the zombie nests has been knocked out, and no shadow of satellite fragments can be seen.After taking a sip of the stuffy wine, Luo Yang said tiredly with his brow pinched.
Have you gained nothing?
Almost... Only by entering the city center can you feel a little awe of those stupid zombies.It's dense and you can't see the edge at all.Our people drove the truck, rushed forward, and desperately pulled the trigger to shoot at the corpse.Even so, I almost explained there twice.
Want to be more open, man.After all, it is the world of zombies, and even the dead claws have to go around.With a comforting smile, Zhou Guoping took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed him a piece of it.
After sighing, Luo Yang took the cigarette and lit it for himself.
Is there any good work recently?
Did you give up that one million sub-crystal order?Zhou Guoping grinned.
I can't take my brother's life on the risk.I have a premonition that it will be a bottomless pit, no matter how many lives I take to fill it up.Hearing one million sub-crystals, a hint of greed flashed in Luo Yang's eyes, but it was soon replaced by intense concerns.
Compared to his colleagues who rushed towards the city center like flies, he still maintained a little rationality.
Say something happy.I happen to have a business here.
How much?After taking a sip, Luo Yang asked with interest.
Ten thousand sub-crystals.
puff!Luo Yang sprayed out the beer in one gulp, staring at Zhou Guoping with wide eyes, "Ten thousand?"!Are you sure?
I'm sure.Zhou Guoping nodded with a smile.
Entrustment content?Luo Yang reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth and asked cautiously.
Have you heard of the fish bone base?Zhou Guoping asked casually.
A little news.A certain foreign province's stationed in Shanghai is quite strong.
Since the trade with the Zhao Group took place in secret, Zhou Guoping never stated the identity of the boss behind the tavern, so to the outside world, the existence of the Fish Bone Base is very mysterious.
Many people just know that Qingpu has such a survivor base, but even the specific location is vague.
As for why, it is also obvious.There are many large and small survivor bases on the wasteland, but most of them are unfriendly, such as the already wiped out Gray Gu mercenary group.
The employer is their boss.As for the content of the delegation, it is on it.
As he said that, Zhou Guoping took out an agreement from his pocket and slapped it on the bar.
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Yang reached out to pick up the agreement in silence, glanced at it, but the expression on his face became more and more serious.
This is impossible!What a joke, blocking the mutants in Land No. 7 by the Taipu River are killing my people.
Yeah?Since you think so, then forget it, although I personally think it's a pity.Zhou Guoping sighed as if he was a pity and put away the agreement.
I can't see any regrets.No matter how much money you have, you have to spend it.Luo Yang sneered.
Do you think the Fishbone Base will lose?Zhou Guoping asked with a smile.
As far as I know, there are more than 3,000 mutants in Land No. 7. Although they may not be smart, they are all good at fighting.Luo Yang grinned. Even if they took out half of the people, there would be a thousand five.The troops are more than ten times more disparity, and only idiots will accept this commission.Ant-like mutants will crush them to pieces like stepping on ants.
As he said that, Luo Yang took a sip of wine and shook his head regretfully.
Of course, he was not regretting the fate of the Fish Bone Base, but for the ten thousand sub-crystals slipping away from his eyes.
However, according to my information, the strength of the Fishbone Base is not weak, such as in heavy firepower.Zhou Guoping smiled.
Heavy firepower?hehe.Luo Yang grinned and expressed disapproval.
He still knows more or less a little about the mutant's tactics.
The mutants who occupied the No. 7 Steel Plant had almost reached a point where they could be called luxury. With the power of pure muscles, carrying a heavy C-shaped steel plate armor charge would be a nightmare for all light infantry holding rifles.
Heavy heat?
Well, heavy firepower is indeed very effective, but when all the mutants disperse and charge at the same time on the frozen wide river surface, how many rounds can your artillery fire?
Once the mutant crosses the defense line, no firepower is used, and the subsequent battle is likely to turn into one-sided massacre.
As an intermediary, I don’t know much about the specific combat strategy.But do you think that since it is a base for other provinces, if you are not sure of victory, will you fight to the end for the Qingpu land?
Whether they are sure or not, the risk is too great for us.Luo Yang shook his head.
However, risk is proportional to profit, isn't it?Otherwise you wouldn't have taken your brother to the city center.
Hearing this, Luo Yang's expression was a little awkward.
Seeing this, Zhou Guoping paused and lowered his voice.
I have a message here and I don't know if you are interested.
Seeing Zhou Guoping's mysterious appearance, Luo Yang couldn't help but look frightened, waiting for his next sentence.
In addition to this ten thousand amateur crystals, there is another benefit.I can reveal the point to you, but it's not in line with the rules... For my business, I hope you keep the secret.
Cough, Lao Zhou, you know my character very well.
Of course, I found you for such a good thing... a trade route from Qingpu to Liuding Town, with 10% of the profit, and the type of goods is food.
Apart from the snow removal workers who walked by silently, the only thing that was noisy on the street was the cold north wind.
Oh no, there is another good place to keep the spring alive.
People are noisy and carnival here, releasing the accumulated pressure and passing the boring time.
This good place is a fake leg tavern. Although it has only been open for less than a month, it has conquered the hearts of all wasteland tourists with its high-quality wine.
At the wine table, the muscular mercenary stepped on the stool with his feet, showing off his scars drunk.
The hot-clad girl wanders in the dark corners, waiting for her prey tonight.
The gambler put the two tables together, playing dice and poker...
Judging from these silhouettes, this place is no different from the Bullet Shell Tavern on the street.
The only difference is that the security here is very good, so good that it is unimaginable.
But it wasn't the case when it first opened.
Wine is a huge profit everywhere.
The appearance of the fake leg tavern undoubtedly cut off the wealth of the tavern on the entire street.
As long as I taste the beer with the smell of wheat, I believe no one will be interested in the rotten wine blended with industrial alcohol.
Even the rich people in the inner circle occasionally come to this place to drink two cups to warm their stomachs.
The huge profits naturally attracted the jealousy of colleagues.After the coercion and inducement failed, the owners of various taverns used all kinds of despicable means.
Making trouble, framed, stealing...
However, those who used these methods obviously underestimated Zhou Guoping's ability.He used to be a bandit, and if he was more despicable than using despicable means, he would be an old fry.
Bribery, black guns, arson...
After chopping off six dirty hands that were stretched out, those who were ready to move finally became cautious.
Immediately afterwards, he released another news: the owner of this store has a very different relationship with the ten-member committee.
After inquiring about this news, those who were still hesitating whether to take the risk finally completely dispelled the wrong ideas in their hearts and accepted the fact that the fake leg tavern occupied the market.
In addition to good security, the design of the tavern is also very user-friendly.
The space on the second and third floors has been converted into a warm guest room, providing private space for those who are in love with each other.
Release deeper pressure for the physically and mentally exhausted wasteland guests...
As usual, Zhou Guoping was wearing a gray suit and sat casually on a wooden table, mercilessly bragging with the mercenaries wandering on the wasteland.
This boss is very talkative and popular with these drunkards.
Even his bald head, which was barely growing, has become the signature of this tavern.
Just like the old grandfather of KFC.
As for why, it is because as long as someone talks about things he is interested in, he will exempt him from the order.
...In the North District of the city center, guess what did I see?It turned out to be a mother of dead claws!Hell, I just wanted to get close to the nuclear bomb crater and see if there are any valuable things inside
OK man, the Mother of Dead Claws can only go back to the edge of the nuclear crater when laying eggs. In winter, they usually hide in the hole and your cowhide is blown.A middle-aged uncle grinned, reached out to take off the cigarette in his mouth, and shook it in the ashtray.
There was a terrifying scar on his face, pulled from his left eye to the corner of his right mouth.
Because of this scar, his smile looked a bit ferocious.
Since the one-eyed Lev said this, it must be correct.
That's right, boy, the scar on this old guy's face was left by the Mother of Dead Claws.
The young man's face turned into a pig's liver, and he took a sip of beer silently to hide his embarrassment.
Zhou Guoping looked at the mercenaries who were making jokes with a smile, but he was thinking about when to speak and who should be worth hiring.
That guy should be a newcomer, at least he was not a mercenary before.
As for the middle-aged man with Slavic face, he was a tough guy.
It is said that he was a fighter pilot of the CCCP before. He was not deported back to China after the war, but was taken to Shanghai as an experimenter in a special experimental project.
When the disaster came, he escaped from the laboratory with his extraordinary skills and wandered around this wasteland from then on.
However, Zhou Guoping did not intend to hire him. No matter how cruel he was, he was just a lone guest.The boss gave him the instructions that it was necessary to have many people, at least a large mercenary group of no less than fifty people.
This is difficult, especially in the environment where everyone is planning to be in the city center.
However, the boss's order was absolute. Zhou Guoping glanced at the door from time to time, and he was waiting for someone to appear.
The oak door slammed open, and the cold air flow mixed with broken snow blew in.
The man sitting at the door drinking was shaking by the wind and was about to scold the guy who opened the door.
However, after seeing that face clearly, the swear words that had already flowed to his mouth were swallowed by him again.
She shaved her flat head and her blue-gray cold-proof clothing looked ordinary.
After stepping into the tavern, he didn't say anything like the others, but sat down at the bar in a low-key manner, skillfully ordered a bottle of beer and started drinking it.
However, when he saw this person, Zhou Guoping's eyes lit up and he walked over with a smile.
Luo Yang, leader of the Black Blood Mercenary Corps.Although he has a public face, no one can ignore his strength and the strength of more than 70 warriors who have worked for him.
How are you getting today?Sitting next to him, Zhou Guoping asked in a chatty tone.
It's awful... besides snow, it's blood.The north district of the city center has been explored, and one of the zombie nests has been knocked out, and no shadow of satellite fragments can be seen.After taking a sip of the stuffy wine, Luo Yang said tiredly with his brow pinched.
Have you gained nothing?
Almost... Only by entering the city center can you feel a little awe of those stupid zombies.It's dense and you can't see the edge at all.Our people drove the truck, rushed forward, and desperately pulled the trigger to shoot at the corpse.Even so, I almost explained there twice.
Want to be more open, man.After all, it is the world of zombies, and even the dead claws have to go around.With a comforting smile, Zhou Guoping took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed him a piece of it.
After sighing, Luo Yang took the cigarette and lit it for himself.
Is there any good work recently?
Did you give up that one million sub-crystal order?Zhou Guoping grinned.
I can't take my brother's life on the risk.I have a premonition that it will be a bottomless pit, no matter how many lives I take to fill it up.Hearing one million sub-crystals, a hint of greed flashed in Luo Yang's eyes, but it was soon replaced by intense concerns.
Compared to his colleagues who rushed towards the city center like flies, he still maintained a little rationality.
Say something happy.I happen to have a business here.
How much?After taking a sip, Luo Yang asked with interest.
Ten thousand sub-crystals.
puff!Luo Yang sprayed out the beer in one gulp, staring at Zhou Guoping with wide eyes, "Ten thousand?"!Are you sure?
I'm sure.Zhou Guoping nodded with a smile.
Entrustment content?Luo Yang reached out to wipe the corner of his mouth and asked cautiously.
Have you heard of the fish bone base?Zhou Guoping asked casually.
A little news.A certain foreign province's stationed in Shanghai is quite strong.
Since the trade with the Zhao Group took place in secret, Zhou Guoping never stated the identity of the boss behind the tavern, so to the outside world, the existence of the Fish Bone Base is very mysterious.
Many people just know that Qingpu has such a survivor base, but even the specific location is vague.
As for why, it is also obvious.There are many large and small survivor bases on the wasteland, but most of them are unfriendly, such as the already wiped out Gray Gu mercenary group.
The employer is their boss.As for the content of the delegation, it is on it.
As he said that, Zhou Guoping took out an agreement from his pocket and slapped it on the bar.
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Yang reached out to pick up the agreement in silence, glanced at it, but the expression on his face became more and more serious.
This is impossible!What a joke, blocking the mutants in Land No. 7 by the Taipu River are killing my people.
Yeah?Since you think so, then forget it, although I personally think it's a pity.Zhou Guoping sighed as if he was a pity and put away the agreement.
I can't see any regrets.No matter how much money you have, you have to spend it.Luo Yang sneered.
Do you think the Fishbone Base will lose?Zhou Guoping asked with a smile.
As far as I know, there are more than 3,000 mutants in Land No. 7. Although they may not be smart, they are all good at fighting.Luo Yang grinned. Even if they took out half of the people, there would be a thousand five.The troops are more than ten times more disparity, and only idiots will accept this commission.Ant-like mutants will crush them to pieces like stepping on ants.
As he said that, Luo Yang took a sip of wine and shook his head regretfully.
Of course, he was not regretting the fate of the Fish Bone Base, but for the ten thousand sub-crystals slipping away from his eyes.
However, according to my information, the strength of the Fishbone Base is not weak, such as in heavy firepower.Zhou Guoping smiled.
Heavy firepower?hehe.Luo Yang grinned and expressed disapproval.
He still knows more or less a little about the mutant's tactics.
The mutants who occupied the No. 7 Steel Plant had almost reached a point where they could be called luxury. With the power of pure muscles, carrying a heavy C-shaped steel plate armor charge would be a nightmare for all light infantry holding rifles.
Heavy heat?
Well, heavy firepower is indeed very effective, but when all the mutants disperse and charge at the same time on the frozen wide river surface, how many rounds can your artillery fire?
Once the mutant crosses the defense line, no firepower is used, and the subsequent battle is likely to turn into one-sided massacre.
As an intermediary, I don’t know much about the specific combat strategy.But do you think that since it is a base for other provinces, if you are not sure of victory, will you fight to the end for the Qingpu land?
Whether they are sure or not, the risk is too great for us.Luo Yang shook his head.
However, risk is proportional to profit, isn't it?Otherwise you wouldn't have taken your brother to the city center.
Hearing this, Luo Yang's expression was a little awkward.
Seeing this, Zhou Guoping paused and lowered his voice.
I have a message here and I don't know if you are interested.
Seeing Zhou Guoping's mysterious appearance, Luo Yang couldn't help but look frightened, waiting for his next sentence.
In addition to this ten thousand amateur crystals, there is another benefit.I can reveal the point to you, but it's not in line with the rules... For my business, I hope you keep the secret.
Cough, Lao Zhou, you know my character very well.
Of course, I found you for such a good thing... a trade route from Qingpu to Liuding Town, with 10% of the profit, and the type of goods is food.
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