Apocalypse Call Red Alert

Chapter 325 The troublemaker in the trading market

Batches of ammunition and food were traded in exchange for a large amount of fuel, and the fuel was immediately sent to the mines at base two and base three to ensure the efficiency of the hyperspace mining vehicles.

The non-stop working mining farm feeds back a large amount of points income to Wang Peng through mining gold mines, and then Wang Peng uses a small amount of points to produce more ammunition and food to trade fuel.

This is a non-stop virtuous circle that keeps Wang Peng growing.

In order to store fuel more conveniently, he also deliberately went to some gas stations that had been emptied of fuel, dug out the buried oil storage tanks and brought them back to the base as a fuel storage tool.

Most of the oil storage tanks commonly used in gas stations are [-] cubic meters in size and can hold about [-] tons of diesel.

The continuous trading in the trading market these days has accumulated more than 500 tons of diesel oil. Wang Peng led the Red Police soldiers to get back more than a dozen oil storage tanks to be enough. This has not considered more and more transactions in the future. .

Wang Peng also truly experienced what it's like to be an upstart.

The fuel tanks of base vehicles are filled with diesel, as are tanks, multipurpose infantry vehicles, and other vehicles.

With sufficient fuel support, Wang Peng led the Red Police soldiers to drive multi-functional infantry vehicles to slaughter zombies every day.

Massacre, it is no exaggeration to use this word.

Natasha can deal with advanced zombies, but ordinary zombies are completely unable to damage the thick armor of the multi-purpose infantry vehicle.

There's not even a need to fire a shot, a couple of multipurpose infantry vehicles just need to rampage down the road.

The number of zombies in GD County has been greatly reduced under Wang Peng's daily ravages. Whether it is in the city or on the roads, there are very few zombies that can be seen.

Many survivors who came to trade were also surprised to find this situation. Many survivors with small scale and weak strength even simply moved their gathering places to GD County.

For this situation, Wang Peng didn't care. Anyway, these guys didn't live in the No. [-] base, and in the process of cleaning up the zombies, Wang Peng basically looted all the valuable materials in GD County. Those who can't find any valuable materials in the city.

Although the materials in a county are not rich, they are definitely quite a lot. A large amount of food, clothing and other materials have been hoarded in the No. [-] base. In a very short period of time, the resource reserves of the No. [-] base have surpassed one The sum of Base No. [-] and Base No. [-].

After all, when he was in LW County, Wang Peng didn't have the capital like he does now, he didn't have a lot of ammunition, fuel and red police soldiers to do this kind of thing.

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In the continuous transactions, the name of the trading market has been spread more and more widely, and its influence has become greater and greater.

At the beginning, the trading venue that Wang Peng led the Red Police soldiers to build was no different from a vegetable market. Under Tian Yue's management, it has become a trading market that has begun to take shape.

The crude shanty has been demolished and replaced by a neat color steel shed.

The market is divided into two simple and clear areas, the diesel area and the gasoline area, and is divided into different small units according to the different types of diesel and gasoline.

Each unit has a service window, and several female salespersons are arranged to receive traders.

They will calculate and report based on the fuel data provided by traders and the resources they want, and hand over the next link by passing on paper materials.

After counting and checking, and confirming that the resources are correct, these traders will get the materials they want to exchange.

Window-style services can save a lot of time and efficiency, and make the trading market more formal and strict.

As the trading market grew bigger and bigger, Wang Peng's Red Police soldiers began to appear to be understaffed.

The three bases all need to be defended by troops. Wang Peng also needs to bring some Red Police soldiers with him when he goes out to kill zombies every day. There are only a few hundred Red Police soldiers at most in the trading market. Although there is no problem in terms of combat effectiveness, the number is too small to care come up.

To this end, Wang Peng transferred another wave of ordinary people from Base No. [-] to serve as daily guards for the trading market.

There are about 500 people in this group. Before joining Wang Peng, they had struggled to survive in the apocalypse for nearly half a year, and they had a certain fighting capacity. Their team leader was Hao Peng who was recruited by Wang Peng when he first arrived in LW County.

The addition of this group of guards effectively solved the manpower problem in the trading market.

However, as the saying goes, a big tree attracts the wind, even if there are so many people stationed in the trading market, and there are red police soldiers armed with live ammunition to deter them, there are still people who are not afraid of death come to make troubles.

There happened to be one today...

"Snapped!"

A palm was slapped heavily on the table, and a tall and thick man glared fiercely at the service staff in front of him.

"What did you just say? I have a problem with my diesel? Are you kidding me?"

In front of the man was a young girl in her early twenties with fair skin and a delicate face.

At this moment, the girl's complexion turned pale, and she looked at the man nervously.

"Sir, I've made it very clear just now, your diesel has been mixed with water, we don't accept diesel of this quality."

"Nonsense! How can my oil be mixed with water!" The man violently beat the table violently, his eyes were as big as copper bells. "Did your people change the package for me during the acceptance just now? Let me tell you! If you don't give me an explanation today, I will never end with you!"

The man's loud voice quickly attracted the attention of many people. Curiosity and gossip are common to everyone. People looked at this side one after another, asking each other what happened.

"Hey, what happened?"

"I heard that the person mixed water in the diesel oil and tried to get away and was discovered. He was making a fuss over there."

"Isn't it? Why did I hear that the guy's oil is fine, and the people in the market changed the package for him during the acceptance?"

"Really? Is there such a thing? Then I am optimistic about the diesel that I brought, and don't let them secretly change the package."

"Come on, as long as you have a little diesel, people will not hesitate to ask for..."

Discussions rang out one after another, and the girl forced a smile on her face. "Sir, please don't talk nonsense. We are a professional trading platform. If you continue to make trouble for no reason, I will call the security guard."

"Hmph! What about the security guards? I've cheated me, even if I'm the king of heaven, I have to give me an explanation!"

The man snorted, took out something from his waist and slapped it on the table.

Everyone looked intently, and the man lined up on the table was a miniature submachine gun.

Many of the people present recognized it at a glance. This miniature submachine gun was exactly the same model as the submachine gun sold in the previous trading market. It was obviously bought by this guy earlier in the trading market.

Threatening people with guns bought from them?This guy is really a hob meat.

But while feeling amused, many people were also speechless at this guy's stupidity.

The guards in this trading market are all equipped with automatic rifles and light machine guns, and some people even saw armored vehicles and helicopters entering and exiting the wall not far away.

He wants to intimidate people with a submachine gun, isn't he crazy?
Obviously this person is not crazy, and the submachine gun was not used to intimidate him when he slapped it on the table.

"Look at the gun I bought from you before. It got jammed every day, and I almost got eaten by zombies! Do you do business like this?"

"This……"

Facing this man's making things difficult, the girl didn't know what to say.

In fact, anyone who has used a gun knows that jamming is a very common thing. There are many factors that can cause a gun to jam. There is a slight deviation in the position, dust in the bolt and so on.

In the apocalypse, the conditions are limited, and those who use guns are not skilled enough, and they don't know how to maintain firearms. Bullet jams are almost all problems that everyone will encounter, and they have long been familiar with it.

This guy obviously came to find fault, but it happened that the girl knew nothing about firearms and didn't know how to answer.

Seeing that this guy was getting more and more exaggerated, she had no choice but to take out the walkie-talkie and report to her superiors.

A few minutes later, Hao Peng led a group of people in.

Their presence immediately attracts the attention of everyone around them.

Hao Peng and the others were all dressed in neat uniforms, and all of them were tall and strong. Although they were not equipped with weapons, they could give people a strong sense of oppression.

"I heard that someone caused trouble?"

Hao Peng looked around, then asked.

The girl pointed to the man.

At this time, the man had already stood up from his seat, and there were about a dozen people gathered around him.

"We are not looking for trouble, but you have gone too far! You actually cheated our diesel oil, can you be a fool?"

Looking at this man, Hao Peng suddenly laughed.

"Brother, you must talk about evidence in everything. If you can't produce evidence, it is unreasonable. We are only responsible for coordination and daily security work. Unreasonable troubles like yours are handled by special personnel. They... have no I'm so talkative."

Hao Peng's voice seemed very warm, but everyone who heard these words could feel a chill.

The man was also obviously stagnant, but he immediately looked at the large crowd of onlookers around him, and his courage grew a bit.

"Where did I make trouble for no reason? So many people are watching here today, what do you want to do to us?"

Looking at the man with some pity, Hao Peng took out a walkie-talkie from his waist.

"Hello, is this Chief Han Li? Someone is causing trouble in the trading market... Well, okay."

"Who are you talking to again?"

Hao Peng's behavior aroused the man's vigilance, and he asked immediately.

"People who specialize in these things."

Hao Peng replied with a smile.

"Look! The gate to the wall over there is open!"

Someone shouted from the outside, and everyone looked together, only to see the gate slowly opened at the towering wall a few hundred meters away, and a car drove out of the gate quickly.

These vehicles are actually armored vehicles, and the missile launchers on the top of the vehicles are unusually dazzling.

With a distance of several hundred meters, in less than a minute, these armored vehicles have already arrived at the entrance of the trading market.

At the same time, the survivors who realized what happened almost scattered in all directions.

They don't want to be the fish in the pond!
After the armored vehicle stopped at the entrance of the market, the hatch opened, and groups of red police soldiers with live ammunition and grim faces got out of the vehicle one after another, and hurried towards the incident reported by Hao Peng.

"Who is making trouble?"

A leading Red Police soldier saw Hao Peng, stepped forward and asked.

Hao Peng spread his hands and pointed at the man beside him.

At this time, the man and his partners were already stupid.

The soldiers of the Red Police are all equipped with machine guns and rifles. Each of them is more than 1 meters tall.

The seven or eight armored vehicles behind them were even more terrifying.

Although I have heard that the background of this trading market is very strong and very powerful, but after seeing them with their own eyes, they understand why they have the capital to open a trading market and the ability to sell a large amount of guns and ammunition.

This is strength!

The man opened his mouth, trembling for a while but didn't say a word.

The deterrent power of the Red Police soldiers is not comparable to that of Hao Peng and others. These guys have stern faces, and they all look like Schwarzenegger Terminator. Ordinary people will feel scared when they see it.

"Brother, just invite them out of the market, don't kill them."

Hao Peng thought for a while, and then added.

Although this guy came here to disrupt the business unreasonably, he didn't go to the point of killing them.

Especially with so many survivors around watching, if the Red Police soldiers shot and killed them immediately if they disagreed with each other, I am afraid that the reputation that the trading market has worked so hard to build will be wiped out.

The Red Police soldier nodded and waved his hand backwards. Several conscripts behind him strode forward and walked in front of these people. Without saying a word, they raised their hands and grabbed them by the necks. out of the market.

"Hey! What are you doing! Let me go!"

The man was strangled, his face was flushed, and he was struggling desperately.

His physique actually looks quite strong, but compared with the three-star elite conscripts, he is like a three-year-old child, who has no resistance at all.

Seeing these people being dragged out of the market, Hao Peng turned his head to look at the girl.

"Which area are the goods they brought? Find someone to send them out, and don't let them say that we are greedy for their things."

The girl nodded with a big smile on her face.

……

On the other side, several people were thrown out of the market in embarrassment, jumping up angrily and wanting to say something.

"brush!"

The Red Police soldiers raised their guns in unison, and instantly aimed dozens of muzzles at these people.

The cold muzzle made them sweat, especially when they saw the emotionless eyes of the Red Police soldiers.

Will shoot!If you have any excessive action!They will definitely shoot!

Beads of sweat kept oozing from his forehead, and the man didn't dare to move.

"You are prohibited from coming here in the future, if you see it, you will be executed immediately!"

(End of this chapter)