Chapter 1300 Transaction, Crossing the Bridge

Xin County is about 90 kilometers away from Petroleum City.

Located in the valley area of ​​the Dabie Mountains.

A tributary runs through the middle.

Xizhai Scenic Area.

Among the high mountains, there are ancient villages hidden here. Due to the terrain, transportation is not very convenient, and the population here is small.

After the end of the world, there are relatively few zombies in Xizhai.

Many of the stone houses survived the heavy rain, but the people inside had disappeared.

On the top of Xizhai, there is a high platform with a courtyard and three or four houses in the high platform.

"Second brother, should we go to that trading market? Tomorrow is the last day. If we don't go in, it will be too late!" A man in a blue shirt looked at the middle-aged man standing anxiously.

The middle-aged man turned around. This middle-aged man looked handsome, but his eyes had too many whites and he looked a little cold.

"No! Nothing good happens in that place. The more people there are, the more dangerous it is. There is no need for us to join in the fun."

"But."

The slightly younger man said with a sad face:

"Then we should change places. The terrain here is so high. If a thunderstorm comes, we will be struck if we don't take lightning protection measures."

"Foolish!"

The middle-aged man cursed:

"The people in Oil City said there would be thunderstorms and natural disasters, did you believe it? This is a complete conspiracy. Look at so many survivors running in recently. If you look at the fate of these people, there will definitely be nothing Good results.”

"I've seen this method too many times."

"I always tell you, be cautious in the end times. But you are still so easy to trust others. I don't even know what to say to you!"

"If Oil City really knew about the natural disaster, would they tell us? How could there be so many good people! Think about how my eldest brother died!"

After saying that, he snorted and left.

Leave the man in blue alone.

well.

He thought of his eldest brother. He believed in a woman who pretended to be weak, but it turned out that there was an evil team behind this woman, who brutally killed him.

In order to take revenge, they killed and injured many people.

Later I found this place and stayed here ever since.

Xizhai is a good place, there are not many zombies.

And using the surrounding terrain, they built some places where they can plant.

But the harvest was not very good, and it was only enough for a dozen of them to survive.

There are two roads leading to the trading market from the north and the south. The trading market and Oil City are in the southern suburbs of Xinyang, about 20 kilometers away from Xinyang.

The third uncle stood on the tall wall of the oil city, looking around with a telescope.

Teams of survivors were rushing toward him from four directions.

Those people seemed to be on pilgrimage, walking non-stop.

There is a notice board posted outside the gate of the trading market.

There are also some roll-ups dozens of meters away from the gate of the trading market.

It all states the inspection items when entering the city, announcing what items cannot be brought and need to be handed in, and what regulations need to be followed after entering the trading market, otherwise what penalties will be faced.

All important information is clearly written on it.

Occasionally, some people in line saw the information above and knew that they needed to hand in weapons to enter the trading market. After struggling for a long time, they chose to leave.

Some people hesitated but chose to continue queuing and enter the trading market.

"We have to hand in all our weapons when we enter. How can we ensure our safety after entering?" A man asked the security guard at the door.

The guard glanced at him and said calmly:

"Don't worry, aren't the regulations written very clearly above? After entering the trading market, anyone who causes trouble will be killed without mercy!"

"You don't have to worry about this. I guarantee that there will be no problem with your personal safety after entering."

Seeing the man's expression, he seemed to have some doubts.

So he said impatiently:

"Oh, it's clearly written above, hurry up and move forward, the people behind you are still queuing up!"

The man hesitated for a moment, seeming to have made a major decision.

He gritted his teeth and walked towards the door.

He came from a hundred kilometers away, and it was not easy to get here.

It’s impossible to arrive and not go in in the end.

If we go back again, it is estimated that the natural disaster will have already arrived while we are on the road.

After entering the Wengcheng, they underwent strict inspection, then lined up with number plates, waiting to gather fifty people, and entered the trading market together.

big!

"Follow me, don't wander around!" Changsheng looked at the latest group of people who came in, and repeated the words he had repeated hundreds of times in the past few days.

"Everyone should have read the regulations and are not allowed to violate them."

While he was walking with everyone, he pointed at the corpse hanging on the side of the road and said:

"Those people are just fighting in the trading market. If you dare to mess around after coming in, this is what you will end up with."

"Also, you are not allowed to run around after seven o'clock at night."

"No open defecation allowed, there are toilets in every area, here we are!"

He pointed to a toilet built nearby and said: "The toilet is over there. This is where you live. There are six people in a room, and someone will allocate it to you."

"If there is anyone familiar with us who can tell us in advance, we will allocate you to a room."

After saying this, he handed over to A Hong.

Ah Hong looked at the crowd and said, "If you have someone familiar or a team, raise your hand. I will arrange for you to stay together." Seeing more than 20 people raise their hands, Ah Hong asked them to come forward. Assign them uniformly. "Brother, can the seven of us stay in one room?" There was a team of exactly seven people. According to the regulations here, six people are in one room. Six people in one room is actually very small, only ten square meters in size. Ah Hong was naturally happy to hear this person say this. This also saves some space. "Okay." Soon, after arranging the survivors with teams, he inserted the remaining scattered survivors into the rooms that were not yet full. Chen Er stood on the wall of the trading market and looked at the heavy machine guns placed on the wall. Shocked. He thought to himself: This oil city is so rich, and the firepower equipped is really strong. However, he also knew that the firepower here was just a small witch compared to the firepower of the oil city wall. The people in charge of the trading market wall were Zhu Xiao and Guo Peng. With the middle of the trading market as the boundary, they guarded one side, north and south.

Chen Er came to the side.

"Zhu Xiao, I heard that Minister Li will not return to your headquarters base?"

Zhu Xiao glanced at him. He was not very familiar with this Chen Er.

He had been in the North Territory and had not stayed in the Oil City for a long time.

This time he went south, it was the second time he met Chen Er. The previous time was when he was in the Oil City and transferred to the North Territory, Chen Er led the team to trade fuel.

"Yeah." Zhu Xiao replied lightly.

"It seems that I haven't seen your city lord for a long time. How is City Lord Li recently?"

"I don't know."

"You went to the North Territory, why are you back again? How is the North Territory now?"

"Pretty good."

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Chen Er looked at this two-meter tall, muscular, and somewhat fierce-looking tall man.

He was speechless in his heart. This was his social Waterloo.

He had never met such an uncooperative person.

Zhu Xiao was also speechless. I don't know you well. What do you want to do by asking so many questions?

But he knew that the current trading market was jointly organized with their Southern Paradise, and they were strategic allies. Now they were helping to manage and guard the trading market together, so they were half of their own people.

Chen Er felt that Zhu Xiao didn't really want to pay attention to him, so he didn't bother himself.

He ran to the side and looked at the survivors outside with a telescope.

There were too many people.

Whether in the city or outside the city, there were people everywhere.

In the oil city.

Uncle San was putting down the radio headset. He had just communicated with the headquarters of the Dazhangshu base and knew that Da Pao and Gangzi had arrived in the southern part of Wu City.

According to the estimated time, we should be able to cross the cross-river bridge today.

After crossing the cross-river bridge, we will be able to see them at noon tomorrow.

"Ju Tianrui, go find Master Hu and ask him to come over."

Ju Tianrui quickly stood up and asked:

"Minister, you say."

"Yesterday, Lao Yi reported that many people in the trading market are now trading items privately. We can also organize and coordinate appropriately, use the area previously designated as a trading place, and standardize everyone's transactions, otherwise it will be so messy."

"Okay, is there anything else you want to explain?"

"No, ask him to come first, and then we can talk face to face."

"Yes."

Looking at Ju Tianrui's back as he left, Uncle San stood up and stretched.

It's too busy here.

However, after two days of sorting out, most of the things have been sorted out, and there are many things that don't need to be handled personally.

There are still three days before the thunderstorm disaster.

The city gate will be completely closed tomorrow evening, and no one will be allowed to come in.

Thinking of this, Uncle San couldn't help but be curious about how many survivors have entered the city now.

"How many people have entered the city now?" Uncle San picked up the intercom and asked Liu Jinglue, who was managing the registration in the city.

Liu Jinglue received the message from his uncle and paused the registration.

He moved the mouse and scrolled down to the bottom. After seeing the number above, he replied:

"As of 3:20 pm, the total number of people entering the city has reached 65,902."

"Does it include people from Southern Paradise?" asked his uncle.

"Yes."

"Does it include our own people?"

"No."

Uncle calculated that if the people from Southern Paradise are excluded, there are as many as 60,000 survivors entering the trading market.

"Okay, I got it." Uncle put the walkie-talkie back on his left chest.

60,000 people!

Uncle took a deep breath, touched his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes and lit it.

Huh——

The brain is still turning.

The construction of the wall has been suspended, and the lightning rod has been installed.

The water channel has been arranged, the oil array has been checked, and the mobile switch has been powered on.

One by one, things quickly passed through Uncle's brain.

He kept reviewing what else he had not considered.

After thinking for a while, he couldn't help but smile bitterly.

One day, I will also be in charge of such things, like in the headquarters base.

It is never his turn.

But Old Xie has helped him share a lot of the burden in the past two days.

Although Old Xie is bald, he is still very worry-free to use.

His thoughts are flying.

Perhaps after this thunderstorm disaster, Ju Tianrui will let him return to the headquarters base to rest for a while, and Oil City will be temporarily handed over to Lao Xie.

These days, he has also been observing Ju Tianrui, Lao Xie, Lao Yi, Xiao Jun and others.

In the past, they were all engaged in external battles. In terms of combat leadership, Ju Tianrui and Lao Yi were both good.

But in terms of internal management and overall coordination, Lao Xie is more suitable.

Maybe it's because he is older?

Thinking of Lao Xie's stubbornness with only a strand of hair left on his head, the corners of Uncle San's mouth could not help but rise.

Soon.

Ju Tianrui invited Tiger Lord over just after finishing a cigarette.

"Minister Li."

"Tiger Lord, sit down."

After Tiger Lord sat down, Uncle San said straight to the point:

"There are many people trading privately in the trading market these two days, and I want to standardize it."

South of Wu City.

Da Pao woke up after sleeping for six or seven hours and returned to the main driving position.

"The cross-river bridge is ahead. What did the drone detect?"

Da Pao had walked this road twice, so he was somewhat familiar with it.

Lao Luo said:

"Don't worry, the drone detected only a dozen zombies on it, and we can definitely get through it smoothly."

Li Gang sat in the rest area, watching the screen captured by the drone.

Zhao Bi next to him looked at the screen and said:

"This cross-river bridge is relatively short, with a total length of 1,673 meters, less than two kilometers. At our current speed, it will take about 5 minutes to cross it."

"However, I suggest not to drive too fast. It is most appropriate to reduce the speed to 15 kilometers per hour, so that the car body will be more stable."

Li Gang nodded and asked: "Anything else?"

"I want to get off the car to check the bridge in person. I don't know if this bridge has been there for so long."

Li Gang frowned. They had traveled on this bridge countless times before.

But after all, this time is different from the past. This behemoth weighs hundreds of tons.

Inspection is indeed necessary.

So he picked up the intercom to contact Lao Luo and told him about Zhao Bi's needs.

Lao Luo was a little worried. If the car stayed by the bridge, it might attract zombies. If he went straight over without checking, it would take time for the zombies to react and surround him. But it was not safe without checking. After hesitating for a long time, Lao Luo said: "Let's do this. Xiao Ding, take Zhao Bi and Dai An to conduct a field investigation and protect their safety." "Cannon, don't get too close to the bridge. Stop about one kilometer away." "Afeng, you control the drone and keep an eye on the zombies around the bridge at any time. If a large number of zombies come out of the water, notify them immediately." "Yes." "Yes." "Yes." Everyone received the order. A few minutes later, they arrived at the road 1.5 kilometers away from the cross-river bridge. Creak--The speed of the car dropped sharply and finally stopped. This was the first time they had stopped this giant in dozens of hours. Xiao Ding brought five or six combatants and two experts, carrying a portable electric donkey produced by the big camphor tree base, and got out from under the car. This electric donkey has a range of only 20 kilometers and is very small. They can lift it with one hand. They rode out from under the car on a small electric donkey.

Only Xiao Ding and his friends were wearing black combat uniforms, carrying guns, and looked tall and mighty.

But they rode a mini electric donkey, which looked a bit funny.

And cute.

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