Chapter 1571 Why is the symbol of Oil City a tree?

As Mengde guessed,

After a night of interrogation to extract confessions, Wang Ou, Wang Gang and others refused to let go, but only Meng Ziming explained everything clearly.

Including the nearby Shandingzhai forces, explain them together.

For the colonel and the others, it was already the end of the world. Before the end of the world, they were not disciplined people, and after the end of the world, there would be no discipline at all.

Now that you have decided not to return to the ship, you must find a way to survive.

When they learned that most of the survivors here did not have guns, the colonel had an ambition in his heart.

He wants to be a governor in this foreign land!

Expand his power and capture these survivors to work for him and help him fight off zombies.

If there is a food crisis, these people can also use it as food.

The time they were on the ship was depressing for too long.

Seeing Vicky walking out of the room with his pants in hand, the colonel frowned and said:

"You and David, take a few people to the so-called Shanshanzhai and clear it out. We will stay there tonight."

Vicky's face was filled with relief, she nodded with a smile and said:

"Okay, my colonel, I heard that there are several women in the top village, hehe."

At this moment, Dingya, with torn clothes and messy hair, rushed out of the room.

Vicky pulled his pistol from his back.

Just as he was about to shoot, bang!

A gunshot!

The colonel put his pistol back into his gun bag.

He scolded: "Didn't I ask you to be tied up? How do you do things!"

Vicky turned his head and saw the pistol in Dingya's hand. He was frightened. He bent down and quickly picked up the pistol and stuffed it back into his gun bag.

He kicked the corpse angrily.

"shit!"

"Go!" the colonel shouted angrily.

Vicky hurriedly ran to the house with David, dragging Meng Ziming with him, and at the same time called six or seven of his men to drive away the truck parked in the front yard.

"Xiaoya!" Xiaofei was tied and kneeling on the ground. His head was bloody and his eyes were swollen.

He looked at Dingya lying in a pool of blood, feeling extremely painful.

He raised his head and looked at Vicky who was walking away from the door, and then looked at the colonel and the others. He wanted to eat the flesh of these people!

He and Ding Ya are lovers, and yesterday he listened to Xiao Ya's painful screams.

But today he saw Xiaoya die in front of him again.

"Ah!!!! Beasts, you bunch of beasts! I'm going to kill you!"

Xiao Fei pulled the rope around him hard, but he was tied to a pillar and the rope was tied so tightly that he was unable to break free.

crazy!

He was like a lion, trying with all his strength to break free.

But, to no avail.

"I'm going to kill you! Kill you! Ah!!!"

The colonel looked at his incompetence and roared, and said to the men next to him with some boredom:

"He's too noisy, gag him."

Dennis tore off a piece of cloth and directly sealed Xiao Fei's mouth.

Seeing that Xiao Fei seemed to be about to stand up, he kicked him behind the knee.

thump!

Xiao Fei knelt on the ground again.

Seeing his embarrassed appearance, the colonel and others laughed.

"Colonel, that seems to be his wife."

"What to do with the body? Have you eaten it?"

"Okay, barbecue."

Listen to what they say,

The teeth of Wang Ou and others were shattered. They had never been so hateful.

There has never been such despair.

And the pain, the pain of being weak.

They had stayed as far away from the group of survivors as possible, even running to seaside cities where no one wanted to come.

But he still couldn't escape the torture of these beasts.

For the first time, Wang Ou realized that he must become stronger, no matter what the cost, he must become stronger, and he must take revenge! We must avenge Xiaoya and kill these bastards.

Oil City! I hope Wang Xing can think of going to Oil City.

He had been to the trading market. It was a good place, but it was a pity that they could not find jobs there and had to leave.

The trading market was the only place he had seen order in the apocalypse.

If he could escape, he must go to Oil City. No matter what the cost, even if it meant death, he would ask them to help him take revenge.

Kill these bastards!

But he said that this side of Shanshanzhai.

After Meng De gave the order, no one dared to delay and hurried back to the house to pack their things.

Zhou Min pointed to the vegetables and unripe crops in the yard and asked, "Boss, what should I do with these?"

"The vegetables have been pulled out, and the crops are not yet mature and are left here." Meng De said.

Although some of the vegetables they have worked so hard to grow are mature, some are still growing. They will definitely get more when harvested in a few days.

Zhou Min felt a little heartbroken. She had been taking care of the fields these days.

But since the boss said so, she could only do it.

Half an hour later.

They plucked the vegetables and loaded them into the car in bags.

The car was also filled with their luggage and supplies.

They are wealthier than Wang Ou's group. They own three pickup trucks and one medium-sized truck.

Their beddings were tied with ropes to the roofs of the cars, and with more than 40 of them sitting in the cars, the cars seemed overcrowded.

"Get in the car!" Meng De stood on the truck and stretched out his hand.

Wang Xing nodded vigorously, and he was very touched that Meng De could believe him.

At this moment, Mao San, who was observing from the front, saw a familiar pickup truck at the bottom of the mountain heading towards the mountain.

He knew this pickup truck, it belonged to Wang Ou and the others.

But the group of white-skinned foreigners in the truck and the guns they held shocked him.

"That kid didn't lie! There are really foreigners, and they really have guns!"

He picked up the whistle on his chest and blew it hard.

Didi yo yo~

A long blast of the whistle pierced the sky.

Meng De, who happened to be pulling Wang Xing into the car, changed his face drastically. The whistle sounded, which meant that there was an enemy invasion. This was their agreement.

"Get ready to drive, go down the mountain through the back door!" Meng De shouted towards the front.

"Don't tie me up, just get in the car, hurry up!"

There were four or five people under the car tying ropes to make the things on the roof of the car more secure.

They tied a random knot and quickly climbed into the car.

The vehicle starts.

Meng De looked in the direction of the door, his eyes full of anxiety. He was afraid that Mao San would not be able to make it.

After a few seconds, the vehicle moved slowly.

Mao San appeared at the gate.

"Quick! Mao San! Come here quickly!" Meng De shouted at him.

Mao San saw that the boss and the others had already started the train, and he wanted to scold her in a hurry.

But he knew that the most important thing now was to get in the car quickly!

He used the fastest speed in his life and ran with all his strength.

Finally, he caught up with the truck, which had not yet accelerated, and held out his hand.

Meng De and one of the others reached out to hold his hand and pulled it up.

Mao San used his strength to climb onto the truck.

Seeing Mao San get into the car, Meng De shouted towards the front:

"Get down the mountain quickly!"

Boom boom boom!

Several cars drove down the mountain.

Seven or eight minutes later.

Meng De sat in the car and used his binoculars to see a pickup truck appearing on Wolf Mountain not far away.

The group of people in the pickup truck were obviously white-skinned foreigners, wearing military uniforms and holding automatic rifles, which was consistent with what Wang Xing said.

"call--"

Meng De swallowed, and he was glad that he made this decision decisively.

Otherwise, they all have to answer over there.

Hot weapons versus cold weapons are dimensionality reduction strikes.

There were more than forty of them, but there were not enough people to kill that car.

The rest of the life.

Right now, there's only one place they can go.

That's Oil City.

Only by going to Oil City and telling them about this can we get Shanshanzhai back.

Moreover, those stupid foreign soldiers were so arrogant.

Shanshanzhai.

Vicky looked at the empty house and yard and cursed her repeatedly.

"Why is there no one! Are you lying to me?"

The muzzle of Vicki's gun was pressed against Meng Ziming's forehead, and Meng Ziming replied anxiously:

"Everything I said is true. It turns out there really is a force here."

"What about that person? Why don't you see anyone?"

"I don't know either." Meng Ziming looked at the dark muzzle of the gun, his crotch felt hot, and he peed in fear.

"The gang just left."

David squatted in the field in front of the house, picked up a leaf on the ground, pointed at the soil and said: "Those people must have known that we were coming and ran away in advance. These vegetables have just been picked."

As he spoke, he put the leaf he picked up into his mouth.

chew.

But the next second he frowned.

Why does it smell like urine?

After hearing David's words, Vicky's expression changed drastically.

He quickly got out of the car and walked to David to please him:

"David, don't tell the colonel that we didn't find anyone, and don't say that they just left."

David glanced at him, "Do you think you can hide this from the Colonel?"

Vicky hammered her head, regretful.

The colonel will definitely be angry again now, what should I do?

Looking at Meng Ziming in the car, he was so angry that he walked over and slapped him.

"It's all your fault for taking a detour. If you had given us proper directions, could we have been late?"

Meng Ziming covered his face and did not dare to speak.

After Meng De and his party set foot on the westbound road, everyone was a little silent.

The joy of surviving the disaster only lasted a short while, and soon they faced a problem.

Homeless, forced to head to Oil City.

It feels very uncomfortable to be scared out of your own home.

Now when they go to Oil City, they don't know whether the people in Oil City will be willing to help them.

Especially Mao San, who had just mocked Wang Xing, felt even more complicated at this time.

"I just can't understand why there are foreign soldiers coming to our place! How on earth did they come! It's the end of the world, they can still come by boat, aren't they afraid of death?!"

How did it come about? Meng De was also thinking about this question.

And what frightened him even more was that he was worried that these foreign soldiers wouldn't be just a small force, right?

In foreign countries, especially the United States, their per capita gun ownership rate is very high and their population density is small. It is theoretically easier to fight against zombies.

Could it be that there is no danger of zombies in their place and they start running outside to cause trouble?

With this guess, Meng De's heart sank to the bottom.

He was afraid, afraid that the team was only a small part.

There is a large army behind.

If that's the case, they're screwed.

He looked to the west, which was the direction of Oil City.

I thought to myself: They should be able to stop it.

Unknown, because he didn't know how many foreign soldiers came.

In the car, Wang Xing sat on the side of the car, leaning against the railing, staring blankly ahead.

His head was spinning thinking about it, he was just a seventeen-year-old boy.

From yesterday evening to just now, he has been thinking about how his eldest brother and the others are doing now.

How will those foreigners treat Big Brother and the others?

After going to Oil City, whether the people in Oil City would help him, maybe, maybe not, but he had to believe that they would.

What should I do if I don’t want to help myself?

All kinds of thoughts were running around in his head. He was thinking too much and his brain was overloaded. His head hurt whenever he thought about it.

Gululu——

My stomach makes a sound.

After Meng De, who was sitting next to him, heard this, he asked his men to bring some dry food and hand it to him.

"Give."

Wang Xing looked at the piece of cassava cake in front of him and hesitated for a few seconds before taking it.

"Thanks."

Meng De looked at him and sighed.

"When you get to Oil City, you come with me to find the person in charge of the mission hall. Then you tell him everything you know."

"Brother Meng, do you think the people in Oil City are willing to help us?" Wang Xing asked.

Meng De looked at him and asked, "Didn't you say they would definitely help us?"

Wang Xing scratched his head and said: "I'm actually not sure, but I hope they"

"well"

People, without hope, despair cannot be sustained.

So some people brainwash themselves into believing that what they think is right.

King Star, maybe that's it.

At this time, I asked myself again, maybe my reason has defeated my sensibility, and I clearly know that there is no free lunch in the world.

For no reason, let the people in Oil City help deal with those foreign soldiers.

It may also cause casualties to themselves, which is a loss-making deal for the people of Oil City.

There is no benefit, just say that I will work hard for you.

However, Meng De gradually discovered that Wang Xing was right, and people from Oil City would definitely come to help them.

Seeing Wang Xing's confused look, Meng De said:

"People from Oil City will come."

"Why?" This time, it was Wang Xing's turn to ask.

"because."

Meng Deyouyou said: "Because of the foreign soldiers, I don't know how many there are."

"People in Oil City will definitely want to find out how many people are here, whether there is any threat to them, what the situation is like abroad, etc."

"If there are only a few dozen foreign soldiers as you mentioned, then Oil City will probably send people to exterminate them directly. If it is found that they are just the vanguard, it's hard to say what Oil City will do."

"But no matter what, they must send someone over to figure out the situation here."

Wang Xing listened to what Meng De said, his eyes flashing with thought.

All the way west.

Their four cars passed through Taishi and Yangshi and arrived at Jinling.

While driving normally on the highway, I suddenly saw a row of motorcades under the viaduct.

There were nearly a hundred vehicles in that row, like a long queue.

Moreover, these cars seemed to be on the highway. At this time, some cars were already on the ramp, and they might meet them in front.

"How come there are so many cars in this place? What kind of power!?" Meng De frowned.

He said to Huashan: "Tell Douzi in front to drive faster and don't collide with them. We will go down the next ramp."

"Okay, boss." Huashan stood up and went to the front to deliver the message.

Wang Xing sat in the truck and stared at the row of motorcades under the viaduct. Suddenly he saw a sign on one of the doors, a sign of a big tree.

Although they never knew the meaning of this big tree, he had seen many cars with this logo at the trading market before.

So he quickly shouted to Meng De: "Brother Meng, look at the signs on those cars. I saw them at the trading market before."

Meng De quickly took a closer look, and sure enough, almost every car had a simple tree logo spray-painted on it.

He smiled excitedly and said: "This is the symbol of Oil City! We can find them directly here! No need to go to the trading market!"

"Really! That's great!" Wang Xing stood up excitedly and almost fell off the car.

Others in the car also cheered excitedly.

"The convoy from Oil City! Great, let them kill those white-skinned pigs!"

"Hahaha, what a coincidence!"

"Hurry up and find them!"

"Don't worry, they seem to be coming up the ramp. If we drive slower or wait for them in front, we will definitely meet them."

"Hey! Look here! Are you from Oil City?" Someone shouted directly at the convoy.

Wang Xing looked at the big tree marks on the vehicles. There was a vertical line, two lines connected to the vertical line, and then the upper part was wrapped by a circle.

The clear and distinct markings of a tree.

"Brother Meng, why is the symbol of Oil City a big tree instead of a barrel, which represents oil?" Wang Xing asked with some confusion.

"Forehead"

This question.

Meng De coughed and said:

"The big tree represents vitality, hope and shelter."

After hearing this, Wang Xing's eyes flashed with stars and he murmured:

"How great!"

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