Chapter 949 Greedy Wolf

"This Zhongzhou war zone...how strong is it? How many troops does it have? What kind of weapons are they using?"

Gao Zhikai asked this question, but in his heart he was filled with habitual contempt. The old saying "strategically despise the enemy" had long been internalized by him as a natural contempt for the "peace soldiers".

However, the military instinct ingrained in his bones still drove him to find out the truth - even if the person in front of him was a paper tiger, he had to know how thick the paper was.

But unfortunately, he asked the wrong person. Zhang Ziming was just a company commander who had climbed up from the bottom of the 77th Corps.

Zhongzhou War Zone? The 77th Army? The limited intersection between the two was far beyond the reach of a small figure like him.

If they really knew the inside story, why would the 1st and 2nd Security Brigades end up like that after all the fighting...

So in response to the legion commander's inquiry, Zhang Ziming could only rack his brains to search for those fragments that were circulating in the lower-level barracks and were difficult to distinguish between true and false:

"Report to the commander... I... my rank is too low, and I really... really don't know the situation in the Zhongzhou war zone in Ye Province..."

His throat tightened and he chose his words carefully:

"It's just... there are some rumors that their equipment... seems... quite advanced? But I can't guarantee whether it's true or not."

"But!" He seemed to have grasped some solid evidence, and his tone was slightly calmer: "They really have plenty of supplies! I heard that the food and ammunition supplies that our 77th Regiment brought into Shu Province were supplied by them!"

"The only time I saw soldiers from the Zhongzhou war zone in person was when they were about to retire in Shengwu County..."

At this point, Zhang Ziming lowered his voice unconsciously, with an indescribable complex emotion: "They sent several infantry brigades to reinforce our troops..."

"It is said that... they are all new recruits recruited after the apocalypse..." At this point, he paused subconsciously, as if recalling an incredible scene: "But the logistics... are simply... simply too good to be true!"

A mixture of astonishment and envy appeared in his eyes unconsciously:

"A meal! Several dishes! Meat! And... fresh vegetables and fruits!"

"Not to mention..." He licked his cracked lips: "He also brought a lot of game consoles, a mobile karaoke room, a large ultra-high-definition TV for watching movies... everything!"

Recalling the abundance he felt during that brief contact, which seemed to come from another world, Zhang Ziming's heart seemed to be tugged by something, as if he had missed out on hundreds of millions!

If he hadn't been worried about his family members whose lives were uncertain in the apocalypse, he would never have left the army - only after leaving did he realize that the outside was purgatory, and inside... at least the Zhongzhou war zone was heaven.

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Gao Zhikai, commander of the 76th Corps, initially leaned back in his chair, his posture relaxed, with a nonchalant attitude as if he was listening to his subordinates report trivial matters.

When Zhang Ziming mentioned the "new recruits", there was even a barely perceptible sneer on the corner of his mouth - they were indeed a bunch of trash.

However, when words like "abundant supplies", "providing supplies to the 77th Regiment", "several dishes per meal including meat, vegetables and fruits", and "entertainment equipment" hit his eardrums one after another, his relaxed body gradually tensed up.

His back seemed to be straightened by an invisible line, and he quietly left the back of the chair. His breathing gradually became heavy and suppressed without anyone noticing, like a hungry coyote!

"Providing friendly forces with combat supplies for free?" Gao Zhikai instantly gave the Zhongzhou War Zone a new label in his heart - a wealthy and weak local tyrant!

Far from weakening his contempt, the label poured more boiling oil on him, igniting deeper contempt and a twisted greed.

The materials in the end times are more valuable than gold, how can they be given away for free? Do you think you are the central government? Bullshit! Most likely, they were robbed and extorted by that old fox Yu Zhengguo!

'Yu Zhengguo, ah Yu Zhengguo....' Gao Zhikai's knuckles turned white from pinching each other, and he wished he could take his place!

"Before the end of the world, I thought you were a man of honor and integrity? It turns out you are a wolf who eats people without leaving any bones! You even stole the supplies of friendly forces? Good tricks! "

At this moment, a strong, heart-piercing feeling of unwillingness and jealousy exploded in his chest!

Hate it! Hate why the Zhongzhou War Zone is not in his northwest territory! What kind of war zone is that? It is clearly a huge treasure trove of supplies that is within easy reach!

How dare a bunch of rubbish recruits who have just taken up arms for a few days enjoy a life of meat and vegetables every day, singing and dancing? !

This would have been unimaginable even before the end of the world, because even in the 76th Legion before the end of the world, the recruits were only fit to spend their first two years under the bed!

Watching TV? Playing games? If a recruit dares to glance at the TV in the platoon room, the squad leader will beat you so hard that you dare not crawl out from under the bed!

As expected, a rich place cannot support a strong army. Judging from the situation, how rich is the Zhongzhou War Zone? It is so rich! It is so rich!

Look at these fierce troops from the northwest under his command! Not to mention this fucking apocalypse, even in peaceful times, guarding this bitter cold place with no one to live in, the supply lines are extremely long, and every day there is no rice mixed with wind and sand, and ice and snow as a side dish?

Why? !

Gao Zhikai's heart was roaring. All the injustices, grievances, cold-shouldering, and frustration of offsetting merits and demerits in the past were infinitely magnified at this moment and distorted into an almost crazy resentment.

This fucking world is so unfair!

A brave general who can really fight! A truly iron-clad soldier who can take on tough tasks! Is this what he deserves? Is this what he deserves to be buried under injustice?!

And those pampered young soldiers in the south, a bunch of useless people who rely on supplies, can lie down and eat delicious food in the end times? Live a carefree life?!

At this moment, Gao Zhikai's inner balance was completely unbalanced. The long-suppressed resentment and extreme desire for material things entangled his sanity like poisonous ivy, pulling him into deeper darkness.

In silence, his sight passed over the winding lines on the map, like a giant python locking onto its prey, cold and sticky, tightly grasping at the rich land in the south...

What was surging in that look was a naked desire for possessiveness that was almost solidified into something.

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After a long time, the ups and downs of Gao Zhikai's chest gradually calmed down, and the boiling murderous intent and greed were forcibly suppressed.

However, the moment his eyes suddenly fixed on Zhang Ziming - Zhang Ziming's whole body froze!

It was as if an invisible ice cone pierced through the spine, and a chill rushed from the soles of the feet straight to the top of the head!

That was not a simple gaze, it was the death stare of a predator locking onto its prey! He felt like a rabbit nailed to a chopping block, his bones frozen by that gaze.

Cold sweat instantly soaked the lining, sticking to the skin sticky and cold.

After a few heart-pounding seconds, Gao Zhikai's deep, emotionless voice finally broke the frozen air:

"Xiao Su."

"Here!" Staff Officer Lu stood at attention almost reflexively, his heart tense.

"Take Captain Zhang and his teammates..." Gao Zhikai deliberately slowed down his speech, with an unquestionable calmness: "...Go down and rest."

While speaking, Gao Zhikai raised his right hand, which had signed countless iron-blooded orders, very naturally, and rubbed his thumb and index finger against each other silently and slowly.

This action, which was so subtle that it was almost negligible, was like a thunderclap in the eyes of Staff Officer Su!

But the expression on his face remained unchanged, and his tone was firm: "Yes! Chief!"

He quickly turned to Zhang Ziming, his voice returning to a businesslike calm: "Please come in, Captain Zhang!"

"Commander, I'll take my leave first!" Zhang Ziming said as if he had been pardoned, his voice trembling slightly.

He almost couldn't wait to turn around and followed Staff Officer Lu out in a hurry...

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