The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

"They play with explosives, we let them eat bullets!"

Lu Yubo had a strong murderous intention in his heart.

The murderous intention in Zhang Su's heart was no less than that of Lu Yubo, but now as the leader of a team of twenty people, he still had to have the city government he should have, and there were some things he didn't have to say.

He reached out and patted Lu Yubo on the shoulder and said, "Our top priority now is to find out where the people from Beitazi Camp are hiding!"

When talking about this issue, everyone in the room became dumbfounded.

With the help of local Wang Xingui, several people drove around for several days. Most of the tank's oil was drained out. They traveled more than a hundred kilometers, but no trace of the group from Beitazi Camp was found.

There are only two possibilities, either they stay away from this village and live in a farther place, or some of them are naturally good at hiding and lead everyone to hide in a certain village quietly, without leaving the house, without making a fire or without a fire. Light the lamp and make no sound.

Since the other party can go to Tianma Island to plant explosives, they basically rule out the possibility of going to live further away!

"An explosion will definitely not be their ultimate goal. The hatred has been forged. They must know that this action cannot kill us and will only breed hatred, so there may be other actions in the future!"

Zhang Su made a very confident analysis.

"Brother is right. Those who can make explosives must know how powerful they are. They don't want to kill us directly. It seems they are planning to have a protracted war with us?"

Zhao Dezhu also expressed his thoughts.

Zhong Xiaoshan nodded at the side and said: "Their purpose is just to injure you so that we can fall into self-defeating chaos. The people from the Beitazi camp are very likely to have arranged a back-up plan, and those explosives are just one part of it!"

Everyone looked at each other, this possibility is not impossible, what if there are explosives on the way?

Thinking of this, everyone shuddered in their hearts.

Zheng Xinyu pointed at Good Luck squatting next to her and said, "Let Luck go check the situation on the road!"

"Wang!"

Lucky nodded and ran out with a whoosh. She knew what she should do.

These days, Good Luck has been patrolling the mountains and forests, especially those areas where people walk more often. She will pay attention to them, but she did not expect that there is a problem on the roads that are used every day. It seems that she needs to shift her focus.

"Beita Ziying is a cancer and must be eliminated!"

Zhang Su gritted his teeth, then looked at Zhong Xiaoshan and said, "Will taking out a thousand kilograms of grain storage have a big impact on us?"

Everyone was stunned for a moment. Does solving the problem of Beita Ziying have anything to do with the stock?

"You have brought back a lot of food recently, and the camp has sufficient stocks. Taking out a thousand kilograms of food will have an impact, but it is bearable. The remaining food is enough for two months!"

Zhong Xiaoshan didn't know what Zhang Su wanted to do with the food, but she answered truthfully.

"I'm going to issue a reward and ask both the West Camp and the United Village to help find the people from the Beitazi Camp. Unless they hide completely, if they show up, I'll die!"

Zhang Su was really angry, and felt a little uneasy. He felt like he was being watched secretly by a poisonous snake. He had to eliminate the crisis as soon as possible!

After resting in the camp for two days, Zhang Su had people fill the blown-up road with sand. Although it was uneven, it was guaranteed to be open to traffic normally.

At the same time, the protection of the camp was further strengthened, but no one was sent out to investigate. Even he was in trouble. He was not worried about sending others out. After a while, he didn't get any information, and even lost his own people.

What you need to do at this time is to protect yourself and not give the opponent any chance to take advantage of you. After you have calmed down a little, you can give the opponent a thunderous blow!

Maybe the people in Beitazi Camp temporarily stopped fighting, or maybe the strengthened protection took effect, and everything was calm for a few days.

On the third day after the explosion, Zhang Su did not stay in the camp anymore. He took Lu Yubo, Qi Xiaoshuai, and Tan Huajun with him. The four of them drove into a Mercedes-Benz RV and drove carefully onto the road, heading towards Lianhe Village.

Corgi's good luck has already explored this road in advance and found no hidden dangers, but driving out of the camp again will inevitably make people feel uneasy.

This trip was not to make a deal, Zhang Su wanted to announce the reward in person.

The signal cannot be transmitted through FM radio, as that will attract unnecessary attention!

"What, what, what? A reward of one thousand kilograms of grain for the villagers' hiding place in Beitaziying? Brother, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Xingui couldn't believe it when he heard Zhang Su's words.

One thousand kilograms of grain may not sound like much, but if you save a little, it will be enough to feed fifty people for more than half a month. Even the United Village, which has abundant grain reserves, attaches great importance to this reward.

"Don't worry about it. In short, it's this price. It can also be replaced with daily necessities and medicines. As long as the news is true, it's easy to negotiate! Here you go, the frequency band has been adjusted. If there is news, press the call button and speak directly!"

After that, Zhang Su handed Wang Xingui a walkie-talkie. They had plenty of these in the camp. The ones they scrounged from the communication equipment store had a very long range. As long as there was no strong interference, the limit could reach ten kilometers.

"Hey, okay!"

Wang Xingui took the walkie-talkie and nodded repeatedly.

"That's it, hurry up, I'm going to Xidaying Village!"

Zhang Su sat in the car, turned around and left after conveying the news.

"Brother Guizi, King Yama has injuries on his face. Could it be that they suffered a loss in the battle with Beita Ziying?"

After the RV left, someone from Lianhe Village came close to Wang Xingui and whispered.

King of Hell was the name they secretly gave Zhang Su. The main reason was that he was so scary at first, and his style of killing without blinking an eye while talking and laughing was still fresh in people's minds, so he got this elegant nickname.

Wang Xingui subconsciously touched the injured part of Zhang Su's face, shook his head and said: "I don't know, but I feel it's not that simple. If there is a confrontation, they may not be able to find the hiding place of Beita Ziying..."

"What else could the problem be... Could it be that someone from Beitazi Camp plotted against him?"

Some people looked shocked.

Wang Xingui nodded thoughtfully: "This is quite possible. Otherwise, with the equipment of King Yama and his companions, it would be impossible for them not to be able to defeat the group of wimps from Beitazi Camp. Something is going to happen, something big is going to happen in Niuquan Town." "

"What do you mean, brother Takako, shall we help King Yama and the others?" asked a villager on the side.

"Of course we have to help!" Wang Xingui didn't say anything, but a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties next to him spoke one after another: "The scourges in Beitaziying are like mad dogs biting people everywhere. We can't do anything about them, but we can help King Yama The investigation is still within its capabilities!”

"Yes, my uncle is right!"

Wang Xingui nodded in agreement. The person who spoke was none other than his second uncle.

"We not only want to help King Yama, we also want to help with all our strength. Although King Yama kills people without blinking an eye, he actually hates us clearly. Why do you think he feels sorry for us? This is a thigh. If we can embrace this With your thighs, life will be much easier in the future!”

"No need to talk nonsense, let's take action, let everyone put down what they are doing, work secretly, and pay attention to safety!"

"okay."

"Yes!"

Villagers from Lianhe Village all set out, including electric donkeys, motorcycles, buns, and even bicycles.

Not long after Zhang Su drove away from Lianhe Village, he arrived outside Xidaying Village.

From a distance, he could see the piles of Juma on the bridge. Compared with when they came here, there were more Juma than before. The ground was also covered with wooden boards with nails for full protection.

If a car doesn't have the foresight and wants to pass the test, the end will be very miserable.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Su took out a professional walkie-talkie, pressed the call button and said, "Hey, Xinyu, can you hear me?"

"There is a sound, Brother Su, it's OK!"

After a while, the intercom received an echo.

"Brother Su, these military walkie-talkies are so effective. The straight-line distance from here to Tianmay Island is six or seven kilometers, and they can still communicate."

Lu Yubo sighed.

Zhang Su shook the walkie-talkie and said: "Lukezi said that the maximum communication distance can reach twenty kilometers, but that can only be achieved on the sea or grassland. Our area is more than ten kilometers away, which is the limit!"

Just as he was talking, Zhang Su saw Ma Changshou and his men walking out of the village, walking hastily.

"Boss Zhang, what gust of wind blew you here!"

After the disaster broke out, there were basically only cars going from south to north, but very few from north to south. When Ma Changshou learned that the Mercedes-Benz RV had arrived, he dropped what he was doing and rushed to the village with his people.

"Old village chief, let me see you!"

Zhang Su and others got out of the car.

When Ma Changshou saw several people getting out of the car with their automatic rifles slung over their shoulders, and the leading leader still hanging grenades on his waist, he couldn't help trembling his lips and stepped forward with a smile on his face.

"I'm an old man. Is there any place worthy of Boss Zhang's visit? Is there any place where I, the old man, can be used?"

The villagers who followed Ma Changshou were not embarrassed at all by the village chief's flattery. Instead, they were a little frightened by the cold expressions on the faces of Zhang Su and others, wondering what was going on.

"Do you know Beitazi Camp in Niuquan Town?"

Zhang Su had no intention of chatting with anyone and asked straight to the point.

"I know there is a village called Beitaziying over Niuquan Town. What's wrong?"

Ma Changshou looked puzzled.

"Their people are causing destruction in my place. I was looking for those guys. I went to Beitazi Camp. The building was deserted. Dozens of people were missing. If you know their whereabouts, please send me a message. I just need the news. It’s true, one thousand catties of grain as reward.”

While talking, Zhang Su handed the walkie-talkie to Ma Changshou, and when the other party looked surprised, he continued: "If you don't want food, you can exchange it for other daily necessities, medicine, clothing, etc., no problem!"

"Zhang Zhang, Boss Zhang, you guys... are you making such a big deal?"

Ma Changshou quickly picked up the walkie-talkie with an inquiring look on his face. One thousand kilograms of grain was just for a piece of news, a big deal.

"That's it."

Zhang Su smiled faintly, without elaborating, and pointed at the bridge and said, "How is your business lately?"

Ma Changshou obviously felt that Zhang Su didn't want to talk in detail, so he didn't ask too many questions. He clutched the walkie-talkie tightly, shook his head and sighed: "I heard that a force called the Survivor Alliance appeared in Qincheng, and it brought together less than half of the survivors in Qincheng. , There are fewer and fewer people going out of the city these days, so there is no business."