Apocalypse Call Red Alert

Chapter 316 I Want to Make a Deal with You

After the helicopter landed slowly, Wang Peng took Tanya and ten elite American soldiers off the plane and walked towards the village.

In the last days, people's hearts are dangerous, so it is necessary to bring some people to protect them.

Although Wang Peng believed that the Vulcan cannon on the Nighthawk helicopter had been seen by many people, logically speaking, it should be enough to deter the younger generation from making rash moves.

But there is nothing wrong with sailing for ten thousand years with care.

What's more, a group of tall men with heavy guns and live ammunition behind them can also give the opponent a certain deterrent effect.

"Stop! Stranger!"

When Wang Peng and others were approaching the gate of the village, someone finally stopped them.

The iron fence was pulled away, and dozens of people ran out of the village and lined up in front of Wang Peng and others, holding different weapons in their hands, including guns, blades, and even some agricultural tools.

Obviously, the armed forces of the people in this village are not strong, which can also be seen from their sallow and emaciated appearance.

At this time, this group of people was staring at Wang Peng and the others nervously, their eyes full of vigilance.

Seeing them raise their weapons, the Red Police soldiers behind Wang Peng immediately raised their guns and aimed at these people.

The black muzzles of all the M249 machine guns made many people subconsciously take a few steps back, showing panic.

There are only a dozen people here in Wang Peng, and the number of people on the opposite side is at least forty or fifty.

But at this moment, the ten American soldiers instantly crushed each other in terms of momentum... In fact, if we talk about real strength, I'm afraid it will be the same.

Wang Peng raised his hand slightly, signaling the Red Police soldiers to put down their guns.

He's here to negotiate, not to kill.

It is enough to have a deterrent effect, and there is no technical content in blindly fighting and killing.

"Hello, we are survivors from CZ City. My surname is Wang, Wang Peng. You can also call me Team Wang. I am here to make some deals with your gathering place. Some of you No principal?"

Wang Peng's words made these survivors look at each other in blank dismay, a little surprised.

Survivors of CZ City?
After a little commotion, a man in the crowd came out.

"If you have anything, just tell me."

This is a middle-aged man, slightly bald, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses, and looks like a shrewd person.

Wang Peng nodded, not paying attention to the vigilance shown by these people.

"To put it simply, my faction has a lot of resources, such as food, ammunition, etc."

As soon as Wang Peng said this, there was a commotion in the crowd, and many people's eyes lit up, and they couldn't help swallowing.

As he imagined, not every faction can live as comfortably as Wang Peng's side.

The number of zombies wandering outside has not decreased, and the zombies in the city are getting stronger and stronger. The weather has become so cold and harsh, and it has become quite difficult to find food.

The village where Wang Peng came to has not found any food supplies for a week. The survivors can only barely survive on the food they have accumulated before, and they are already hungry.

"At the same time, we also lack some other materials, so I want to communicate with forces like you to see if there is any possibility of cooperation."

"What do you lack?"

The balding middle-aged man did not show the look of anticipation and desire like others, but said very cautiously.

"Fuel." Wang Peng said lightly: "A lot of fuel, whether it's gasoline or diesel, I want as much as I have!"

After Wang Peng finished speaking, the bald middle-aged man turned his head and glanced at the crowd.

"kindness?"

Wang Peng raised his eyebrows slightly. It seems that these guys are very cautious. This bald middle-aged man is obviously not the real leader of this gathering place. The real leader is someone else, and he is hidden among the 50 people.

"It sounds good, but why should we believe what you say?"

The bald middle-aged man turned around and asked Wang Pengdao again.

Before Wang Peng could speak, Tanya's voice had already reached his consciousness through the radar.

"Brother Peng, when he turned his head, he made brief eye contact with a person in the crowd, that man in the blue down jacket!"

Tanya's reflexes are comparable to Wang Peng's bullet time. Although it was only a moment of staring at each other, she was keenly aware of it.

According to Tan Ya's prompt, Wang Peng quickly fixed his sight on the man in the blue down jacket in the crowd.

This is a young man in his early 20s, about 1 meters tall, with a medium build and a handsome appearance. He is completely different from the nervous people around him. If he is not wearing a rustic dark blue down jacket, Wang Peng should be able to Find him faster.

"Why do you believe me... Excuse me for being rude, to be honest, you don't have the ability to doubt." Wang Peng shrugged, and instead of looking at the bald middle-aged man, he stared at the young man in the blue down jacket and said lightly: " With our strength, if you want to do something excessive, you have absolutely no ability to resist."

As soon as Wang Peng's words came out, there was another commotion in the crowd, and the expression of the young man in the down jacket changed slightly. It was unknown whether it was because of Wang Peng's words, or because Wang Peng had been staring at him while he was speaking.

"However, we are not robbers or bullies. We are just a group of survivors who are struggling to survive in this apocalypse like you. Although we are stronger, we will not do murder and robbery, at least when we are threatened. Not before."

"If you have the intention of cooperating with us, then after negotiating the price, I will bring food to trade with you... If not, we will leave now, and it will not interfere with your future life."

Wang Peng's words were neither provocative nor sincere. He was simply stating the reality.

It's not a hard choice to trade fuel for food.

Fuel is an important material, and food is a necessity of life!
From a strategic point of view, fuel may be more important than food, but if there is not enough food, no matter how much fuel you have, you will end up starving to death.

He also considered that survivors who are capable of hoarding a large amount of fuel should also have certain strength, and may not be short of food.

But that's okay, there's no shortage of food, don't you lack ammunition?

Food can be found in cities and villages, but ammunition cannot.

The policy of Dahuaxia has decided that it is impossible to find guns and ammunition in other places except the police station and Heiyou.

Food, ammunition, and fuel are the three most important resources in the last days. Wang Peng occupies two of them, so how can he worry about not being able to replace fuel?
(End of this chapter)