Necromancers are frantically stationing troops in the apocalypse.

Li Yahong's voice sounded from the radio.

Compared to before, his tone of voice was calmer, and he looked a bit like the leader of a force.

As the environment changes, everyone changes.

You may not feel it yourself, but others can still notice it.

Auto repair shop, open exchange of supplies.

Some people want to exchange, and some people must have the idea of ​​robbing or stealing some.

In the last days, order no longer exists.

Stealing supplies and forcing living people to lure away zombies is nothing new.

The auto repair shop is willing to exchange excess supplies instead of robbing them.

In the opinion of many people, they are just mentally flawed and have been brainwashed by the bullshit about unity from the main station.

After Li Yahong's slightly warning voice.

There was silence in the radio station for two or three seconds.

Then someone said: "Look, why is Chat Chat still angry?"

"I, Butcher's Knife Sanctuary, put my words here. If anyone has trouble with the elder sister of the auto repair shop, I will be the first to refuse."

"That's not what you just said."

Many people spoke in agreement, and they were all talking in a mess.

At this time, Ma Zhiyong's voice sounded on the channel.

"When will the exchange begin?"

Li Yahong said: "I will inform you of the time and place in three days."

"Ok."

After the two finished talking, they paused for a few seconds.

Someone continued to speak.

"Holy crap, Flame God really wants to sell armored vehicles?"

"The price is so good, I will change it if you want."

Ma Zhiyong's voice came out again.

"We have gold in hand, not in exchange for armored vehicles."

Forehead…….

Armored vehicles and firearms, even if it is true as the channel says, don't dare to shoot in the city.

But it is still a sufficient deterrent to other survivors.

Some people dare to rob an auto repair shop, but they won't go up against Yan Shen.

Wu Heng sat in the car and listened for a while. Li Yahong was safe and had made a deal with other shelters in three days.

Then it’s time to come back tomorrow and the day after tomorrow.

After seeing nothing happened, turn off the car radio again.

After arranging for skeletons to guard the factory area, they returned to their residence.

……

Had dinner.

Wen Mansha rested her head on his lap and said, "Today, someone went to 'Bulk's' residence, and they were two men."

Bourque is the thief of his own squad.

When the Warhammer Party attacked, he was directly killed by Wu Heng.

The bodies were also thrown away in the chaos.

The cause of death was not disclosed to the outside world, but the pension was sent to the family.

Now it seems that the person who gave him the order is also confirming his news.

"Have you found who it is?" Wu Heng looked down at her.

"No, when we followed the other party in the inner city, we avoided it." Wen Mansha turned sideways and continued: "But the area where the other party lives has been determined, and I have arranged for more people to inquire there. As long as we find If this person appears again, it will be possible to determine where he lives.”

Wu Heng was somewhat disappointed that the identity of the other party was not confirmed.

Just afraid that they would notice something, leave here or make other actions.

But I didn't find the target, and there was nothing I could do. Gang members were just like that, and they couldn't ask for too much.

"It's okay, just keep staring." Wu Heng reached out and reached into the other person's clothes, and started to rub them gently.

Wen Mansha twisted and continued, "You asked Duke to patrol my place?"

"Ah, what's wrong?" Wu Heng asked.

He did tell Duke that if nothing happened, he would patrol the streets for him.

"It's nothing, it's just that Duke goes there earlier than me every day. In two days, I'm afraid they will all become the backbone of the gang." Wen Mansha complained with a smile.

"Recently, the association doesn't assign tasks to us. Let him help us and have something to do."

"No, Duke is still pretty good." Wen Mansha still smiled.

The two sat on the first floor and chatted for a while.

As night fell, I went upstairs to rest.

……

The next day, morning.

Association Squad Lounge.

Wu Heng was sitting in front of the sofa, opposite the owner of the armor shop and weapons shop.

The owner of the armor shop took out a drawing, spread it on the table, and said: "Captain, this is the design we have produced. In it, the war-damaged armor of the Warhammer Party can be recovered, and the black iron and local iron ore can be extracted and smelted. Make a batch of iron-gray armor, which will be more defensive, and the weight will also increase."

He glanced at Wu Heng carefully and continued: "Miss Wen Mansha has agreed to this plan. It depends on whether you are satisfied."

Wu Heng took a look at the design drawing. The iron-gray color scheme was obviously different from that of the Iron Guard Knights. It looked pretty good.

The style is quite satisfactory, but the equipment temporarily archived is still limited.

"What if this material is no longer available in the future?"

The owner of the armor shop continued to take out the second set of blueprints, "This is an improved piece of equipment from the one-piece leather armor. Iron plates are added to the chest and waist, which can greatly increase the defense."

One-piece coat hanger for skeleton attendants to wear.

When worn by ordinary soldiers, their mobility is greatly affected.

Wu Heng took a look, nodded and said, "Okay, Mansha Wen has agreed, and I have no objections. We can start work at any time."

"Okay captain." The owner of the armor shop smiled and said

Then there is the owner of the weapons shop. He has no drawings and the specifications of the weapons are fixed.

He said directly: "Captain, we have also started production. Recently we have recycled a batch of strong crossbows. The appearance and quality are not bad. I would like to ask if you need them."

"Have you brought it?" Wu Heng asked.

"No, it's not appropriate to bring the crossbow into the association."

Wu Heng stood up and said, "Let's go and have a look at your store."

Go all the way to the weapon shop.

The store was still relatively empty, with few items on the shelves.

The boss took him into the backyard, took out a crossbow and handed it over, "The gang sold it, there is no problem in using it."

Wu Heng glanced at it and handed it to the fire blade behind him.

Pull the string and nock an arrow.

With a bang, the arrow penetrated the wooden target in front.

"How many do you have in your hand?" Wu Heng asked.

"A total of 12 were recovered."

"What about the price? How to calculate the price of this kind of recycling?"

"The price of a strong crossbow fluctuates very little. One count costs you 40 silver coins."

"Okay, I want them all." Wu Heng said directly.

It is said that it was sold by a gang, but it feels more like it was left over from both sides during the war with the Warhammer Party, or that it was resold from some force.

The wear and tear on a crossbow means it shouldn't be used that often.

The boss nodded and asked people to take out all the crossbows and crossbow arrows.