Plane Supermarket

The two standing in front of Ye Zhou were both thin and weak. Although they were soldiers, they didn't look like soldiers in peacetime except for their clothes. , at least not as strong as Chen Shu and Zou Ming.

There was a deep lifelessness in their eyes, as if they were no longer alive.

Ye Zhou was a little worried. He was worried that in such an extreme environment, no one would want to do "business" with him. What if he came to Ming to grab it?

Just a few people in the store can't keep it!

He has few options, either buy weapons or hire people.

In the former case, the employees in his shop have not been exposed to hot weapons, and they need time to learn and train.

But Ye Zhou still had to beware of their malicious intentions. Although the possibility was very small, Ye Zhou felt that it was better to be cautious. He had only one life, and there was only one way back.

As for the latter...

It seems to be more dangerous than employees. Ye Zhou has no idea whether the hired employees are good or bad.

If the other party didn't kill him and drove him out of the supermarket, then even if he wasn't dead, he was dead.

Ye Zhou let out a breath slowly, trying to make himself look serious, he stared into the woman's eyes, and said with a slightly tough attitude: "You have 2 minutes to explain the situation to me."

The woman originally had a lot of questions, but when she heard this sentence, she immediately recalled their current situation, so she made a long story short: "The zombies have been attacking the city for almost three months, and the supplies in the rear have also been cut off. We have guns, but we don't have guns." There are no bullets and medicines, and there are no grenades. The tank can be driven, but the shells are gone, and the target is too big, and the movement is too big. Driving out is just setting a target."

"Our base is on the only way to the rear. If the base is breached, the zombies will go down the river, and the rear may not be able to defend it."

The woman's order was clear: "We need bullets and drugs."

Ye Zhou asked her, "Can you make the decision?"

The woman was taken aback. She probably couldn't make the decision. Although she was in the vanguard camp, the vanguard camp was just an assault gun, not a gunman. They were all weapons themselves. How could the weapon be the master?

But now, women can only bite the bullet and say: "I can!"

Ye Zhou nodded slightly: "I have bullets and medicine, but I can't give them to you for nothing."

"I need you to exchange something of equivalent value."

The two suddenly raised their heads and looked at Ye Zhou in disbelief, but quickly lowered their heads again.

How much ammunition can such a supermarket store?

Compared with the zombie tide, it is simply a drop in the bucket.

"What's the equivalent?" the man asked.

Ye Zhou: "For you, gold, silver and jewelry should be of little value. I don't want those things, at least not now."

"Boss, we have delivered the things." The voices of Wu Yan and others came from outside the door. They had been beaten before they came, and they couldn't call Immortal Ye Zhou when outsiders were around.

Wu Yan and the others can understand very well, it is very normal for the immortal to "visit privately in micro-service" and not want to be seen through by mortals!

The woman watched as several middle-aged men brought in several wooden boxes, not just a few boxes, they were still moving out the wooden boxes continuously.

One of the men lifted the lid of the wooden box.

It's full of bullets.

And the model of each box of bullets is different, not only the most commonly used 5.56 and 7.62, but also 45 caliber and 12 caliber, which can be called everything.

Ye Zhou was not only providing goods, but also "showing off" his force.

If there are only these few people in his shop, why is he hoarding so many bullets?

He has now learned to put smoke bombs.

If others can't figure out his strength, they won't attack him easily.

Know yourself and know your enemy and you can fight a hundred battles. Everyone thinks so, so don't let others know, don't be found out.

Ye Zhou's generosity scared the two of them into foolishness.

Even if the supplies from the rear arrive, there may not be so much ammunition.

Ye Zhou heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. Although the guns in the system are expensive, the bullets are cheap, and the cheap ones are like free gifts.

"Everything is here, what do you give in exchange?"

Ye Zhou clasped his hands and pressed against his chin. He looked at the two people in front of him indifferently: "This is a supermarket, and I don't do business at a loss."

·

"General! News from the front line!" The soldier in uniform ran wildly in the corridor. His face was full of excitement, worry, fear and ecstasy. Countless emotions were intertwined, making his expression particularly ferocious.

The man known as the general looked at the monitor, and his eyes fell on the supermarket in the center of the screen.

Since the inexplicable appearance of this supermarket, the base has fallen into the same panic as the arrival of the zombie wave.

The general immediately blocked the news. He knew that the existence of this supermarket must not be known to the public, and it must not cause greater panic.

No one knows what this supermarket is.

Is it real, or a mirage, or a trap created by the evolution and mutation of zombies.

The base has reached the critical point of life and death, and no threat can be tolerated.

"What news?" The general stood up.

The soldier took a deep breath: "The A365 of the Pioneer Battalion entered that supermarket."

"She, she said, the supermarket can provide us with ammunition, but only if..."

The general frowned tightly: "What's the premise! Don't say half of what you say!"

Soldier: "The premise is that we can exchange with equivalents."

"Did they say who runs that supermarket?" the general asked.

The soldier shook his head: "Time is running out, they didn't talk to us."

The general pursed his lips, now no one can tell what the hell that supermarket is, is it an alien?Or future people?

But now their top priority is zombies.

Even if the supermarket is their enemy, the zombies must be dealt with first.

Otherwise, even if there is no supermarket, once they are attacked by zombies, it doesn't matter whether the supermarket is good or bad.

"What to change?" General.

The soldier shook his head: "Only talk about equivalents, not anything, but don't want gold and silver, which are worthless in the base."

The general pursed his lips and said, "Then the cornbread."

Although the general didn't want to admit that the pen and paper had lost their purchasing power in the base, he had to admit that the most stable currency now was cornbread.

"Notify the logistics." The general rubbed the space between his brows, "Send some to try first."

"I'm responsible for what happened."

At a critical juncture, he can only gamble.

In any case, the base must be defended first.

The general looked at the monitor again, and the zombies blocked by the barbed wire were about to crawl over. The electrified barbed wire was the second spinning line of the base, and the current was enough to electrocute a living person to death in an instant. The electrocution might destroy the zombies brain.

It is enough to deal with a small group of zombies, or even a medium-sized zombie wave.

In particular, they also built a barbed wire fence 20 meters high.

But zombies are inexhaustible, they go forward one after another, more fearless than the most heroic warriors, they will use their bodies to open the way for the companions behind them, one after another, they will either break through the barbed wire or climb over the barbed wire .

Humans look so weak in front of zombies.

In the absence of medicines, a small wound can cause tetanus.

The steady retreat of mankind seems to be doomed.

The general wiped his face. He couldn’t retreat. If the base couldn’t hold on, he could only send away the scientists in the base. Most of the base’s vehicles had already been dispatched to deliver supplies. At the last moment, he had to fight with the base. Live and die.

That supermarket...no matter what it is, if it can be exchanged for ammo...

Whether it's the conspiracy of aliens or the business of future people, he can only accept it.

The general took a deep breath.

·

"Torn cake?" Ye Zhou was numb.

What would a tortilla be worth?

Even if corn tortillas can be used as currency in this plane, a piece of corn tortilla is definitely not worth much. Just scanning them one by one with a code scanning gun can break his arm.

After the woman saw the ammunition reserves in the supermarket, she spoke more cautiously. She really wanted to ask Ye Zhou's identity, but she didn't dare to ask easily, so she tentatively said: "If converted into pre-doomsday currency, a piece of corn tortilla can be worth about 50 yuan. many."

Ye Zhou sighed helplessly.

He wasn't angry at all, he was also prepared not to make money.

After all, giving them ammunition was also to protect himself.

Without these soldiers, without a base, how can he deal with so many zombies by himself?

Then give yourself a shot, die early and live early.

But Ye Zhou's helpless expression, in the eyes of women, is irritability and disgust. She tried to sell her misery to win sympathy: "Although our base is on the front line, there are more than 50 ordinary people living in the base. There are still more than 30 soldiers, all of whom are old, weak, sick and disabled."

"Once we fall, they will also..."

Ye Zhou turned his head. Of course he sympathized with them. They are all human beings. He is not so hard-hearted that he only cares about business.

But he couldn't expose his cards in this situation, so he said with a cold face: "I'm here for business, not for charity, so you don't have to tell me these things."

The woman found that it was useless to sell miserably, and said: "My name is Zhang Yao, and his name is He Zihao. We are both in the pioneer camp. I have been in the army for six years. It has been 32 years since the zombie crisis broke out."

But Ye Zhou didn't answer her, nor did he say his name.

He was flustered, but it didn't show on his face, instead he looked confident.

Truckloads of tortillas were delivered.

Although the value of a single tortilla is not high, but helplessly, they give too much!

Through the window, watching the soldiers unloading.

Bags of corn tortillas were unloaded at the back door of the supermarket. Ye Zhou did not let the employees move in immediately, but only asked for some. Rock they move out of the bullets away.

This process was thrilling for Ye Zhou. He was always on guard against the soldiers rushing into the supermarket to control him, keeping his hand on the gun.

Fortunately, the order the soldiers received was to exchange for ammunition, not to control Ye Zhou.

But Ye Zhou knew that this situation would not last long.

After all, they are now facing a common enemy. Compared with his strange supermarket, the biggest threat to the natives is the zombies.

Once they're victorious, fighting off the zombies, they're safe.

The supermarket Ye Zhou is no longer safe.

After the soldiers left with the ammunition, Ye Zhou said to Zou Ming and the others: "What should we do next? Once the zombies retreat, the base will definitely not trouble us. Once they figure out the firepower of the supermarket, they will definitely do it."

If it were him, it would be hard to say whether he would choose this way given the lack of supplies.

A bad thing, if placed against such a background, is a good thing in the eyes of many people.

Sarah suddenly said: "It's not just a one-way jump, if they dare to do something, we'll go back."

Ye Zhou was stunned. Looking at Sarah, he felt for the first time that Sarah was so smart and he was so stupid.

yes!If the opponent attacks him, can't he run if he can't beat him? !

Now he has a lot of money in his account, and there are also a lot of points that can be exchanged. Besides here, he can go back to the Liang Dynasty, and he can also go to that continent.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhou felt relieved.

He looked at Sarah: "Fortunately, I have you, I never thought of this."

He thought he was that poor guy who had just started his plane business, and he didn't know that he had already got something to protect him.

Sarah yawned: "The system is for your business, not for your life."

"When you jump a few times, they won't dare to hit your mind."

Ye Zhou: "Yeah, after all, I still have to earn money here to buy protective shields."

He never felt safe without a shield.

He just doesn't know how much money he can earn in this plane where the tortillas serve as currency.

Compared to Ye Zhou's relaxation, the employees were much more nervous.

Wu Yan and the others did not find a place to hide because of their trust and loyalty to the immortal.

"The eyeballs are all gone!" Zhou Wen was so frightened that his face turned blue, "It's still moving!"

After they finished their work, they stayed in the warehouse. The windows of the warehouse were high, so they couldn't see the zombies outside, so they weren't so afraid.

Although the female employees didn't go out, they also learned that they were surrounded by monsters from the men's description.

"Is it a monster?"

"Nonsense! Which monster has a rotten face?"

"Isn't the painted skin demon just that? Maybe they are looking for someone to skin them!"

"Those people who came to move things should be soldiers, right? There are even female soldiers!"

The female employees wondered: "Women can also serve as soldiers?"

"Looking at men, there is no difference." Wu Yan said, "Everyone is taller than me."

He doesn't even know how the people here grow up!Among them, he is already considered tall!

But everyone here is tall, and there are many people who are a head taller than him.

Even women look stronger than him.

"Speaking of which, the immortal also hired a new girl whose arms are thicker than my thighs!"

The women said in shock: "It can be seen that in the eyes of immortals, there is no difference between men and women."

"Aunt Li still has a vision!"

They looked at Cao'erniang who was observing with a repeating crossbow.

When Cao Erniang heard what they said, she didn't show off as before, but said flatly: "Since we have entered the sect of the immortal, we can't do something like before, and we have to do something!"

"We can't always expect the immortals to protect us, we have to protect the immortals!"

"Otherwise we are burdens!"

She wants to learn to use this crossbow, and even hopes that when the crisis comes, she can stand in front of the immortal.