The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 225 They lied
"That's good, that's good, haha, we fully believe in the Survivors Alliance."

Ma Changshou smiled slightly.

The roadblocks on the bridge were cleared and the two vehicles passed smoothly.

"Lao Yan, take a rest and watch the car here."

Captain Zhang opened the door and got out of the car. The Lao Yan he mentioned was the deputy captain of this team.

"Hey." Lao Yan smiled slightly and nodded: "Be careful!"

Although they were words of concern, they sounded so unnatural, but Captain Zhang and others didn't care, as if they were used to it.

"Hey!" As he walked into the village, Team Zhang looked left and right and showed a deep smile: "Old Ma, your village is good. These fellow villagers look good. It seems that you have a lot of supplies!"

Many things can be faked, but it is difficult to fake the mental outlook. The villagers have rosy faces and steady steps. They have obviously not been hungry, and they should have been properly trained.

"Boss Zhang is joking. This is a rural area. There is nothing else. There is enough food and drink. Is your alliance short of food? Are you going to pack a few hundred kilograms of rice and noodles?"

Ma Changshou casually gave instructions to a girl sharpening a knife on the roadside.

Ma Changshou didn't expect the people in the Survivor Alliance to be so nervous. When they saw someone running out with weapons, they all took out their guns!
After appeasing several people from the Survivor Alliance, Ma Changshou waved his hand and clenched his fist and said: "Line up and stand still!"

"Don't get excited, don't get excited... They think zombies are coming, bosses, don't get excited!"

Within a moment, more than a dozen people were seen running out of several courtyards, each with weapons.

"Ahem!" Captain Zhang coughed awkwardly, even though their long-term arrogant and domineering character was a bit uncomfortable, he said awkwardly: "Then I'll be disrespectful, just pretend to have five hundred kilograms of rice and noodles, I can't carry too much!"

Ma Changshou took out a whistle from his collar, put it in his mouth and blew it.

"This is easy to handle!"

The self-built militia team in Xidaying Village is orderly and orderly.

Team Zhang was surprised.

Regardless of whether other words are true or false, this sentence is absolutely true. They cannot consume the food stored in Xidaying Village now. Even if they take it to the Qinglong Corps, they cannot take it all.

Ma Changshou nodded: "Boss Zhang, tell me how to cooperate, I am obligated!"

Everyone in the Survivor Alliance looked at each other. They fought to death for dozens of kilograms of rice and noodles in the city. They didn't expect it to be so worthless in the countryside. They just gave it away...

"These are the bosses of the Qincheng Survivor Alliance. I have something to ask you. You can answer whatever I ask, do you understand?"

Ma Changshou pointed to the granary and said: "We can't finish it. We can't finish it at all. The food prepared by thousands of people in nearby villages will spoil in a few months. It would be great if the bosses could share some of it."

Captain Zhang looked at the girl wriggling her butt and running towards the granary and curled her lips in disinterest. He was really not interested in women. There were not many others in the alliance, but he couldn't drive away even the women who threw themselves into his arms. Especially... For a cadre-level figure like him, women would squeeze their heads and crawl into bed!
A few team members looked a little greedy, but due to the regulations, they didn't dare to mess around.

Of course, the people in the Survivor Alliance would not really put down their weapons just because of a few words of comfort. They watched nervously as twelve old, middle-aged and young men lined up.

"I understand, village chief."

“So generous?”

When they reached the fork in the road, Captain Zhang stood still, thought for a while and said, "Let's do this. You shout and call some people out. We'll ask a few random questions. If there's no news, we'll leave."

"Okay, okay, Hu Yatou, go and tell the grain depot to prepare two hundred catties of rice and three hundred catties of white flour!"

"Old Ma, these are all trivial matters. Our main purpose here is to chase traitors. You have to cooperate with us."

Ma Changshou nodded with satisfaction, turned to look at Team Zhang, and said, "Boss Zhang, how is the cooperation?"

Captain Zhang slowly put down his hand and made a slight dash. He glanced at Ma Changshou with a strange look on his face. Without saying anything, he took a step forward and walked to the militia team and asked the question again.

As can be imagined, no different information was obtained.

"Made, it's bad luck, we have to chase north!"

complained one member of the Survivor League.

Team Zhang’s face doesn’t look very good either. The area cleared by the Survivor League is now very safe. Who would be willing to run around and take risks when they can have a comfortable place to live...

It's a pity that the things assigned by the leader must be done, even if it is just a formality, it must be done beautifully.

"Are you that person from the Survivor League on the radio?" Unexpectedly, at this moment, a young man who had been standing nearby and watching the excitement asked.

"Xiaoshan, don't ask me about what adults are doing, just go and have fun!"

Ma Changshou was shocked when he saw the speaker and scolded him quickly.

Xiaoshan was obviously startled by Ma Changshou's appearance, but he still stood there a little timidly, looking forward to looking at Captain Zhang and his party.

"You little brat is acting silly, come with me!"

A villager next to Ma Changshou pulled Xiao Shan toward the yard.

"Boss Zhang is laughing. This little kid has no parents and is idle all day long. Don't be angry."

Ma Changshou explained.

As a child of 14 or 15 years old, everyone in the Survivor Alliance didn't take him seriously at all. However, the boy's next words aroused their great attention!
"I won't leave, don't hold me back, I have something to say, uncle, they lied, the village chief lied!"

Xiaoshan yelled while twisting his body.

"The brat is talking nonsense. I asked you to go work in the greenhouse but you didn't go. You are screaming here!" The villagers were frightened when they heard Xiaoshan's words and tried to drag him away.

"do not move!"

With one sentence, Captain Zhang immediately raised his hands and rushed slightly, saying: "Bring him here!"

The villagers had no choice but to pull Xiaoshan back to the crowd, and gave Xiaoshan a stern look in a vague way, which means, you kid, don't talk nonsense.

However, Xiaoshan didn't pay attention at all. He threw his arms out angrily and ran in front of everyone in the Survivor Alliance in a few steps.

"Uncle, if I tell the truth, can you take me out of here? I want to join the Survivors League!"

Xiaoshan puffed out his chest and looked lively.

Ma Changshou stood aside with a very shriveled look on his face. He said in a deep voice: "So you want to join the Survivors Alliance, so just say it. Why do you still frame us and frame us? What good does it do to you?"

"Lao Ma, don't rush to criticize the child. Let him say that we will judge the right and wrong ourselves. If it is right, I will have a good talk with you. If it is wrong, I will kill him with one shot. Isn't that good? "

Captain Zhang said lightly.

Xiaoshan's expression froze.

"Hehe, boy, did you hear that? You have to say it carefully. If there is a mistake in the story, you will be dead!"

Ma Changshou smiled coldly and secretly gave the militia team standing aside a wink.

He does not want any conflict to occur, but this does not mean that Xidaying Village is incapable of dealing with conflicts. As long as he takes action today, he can guarantee that the people of the Survivor Alliance will not be able to leave the village. Of course, for this reason, Xidaying Village There will also be a heavy price to pay, and more people will die than those in the Survivor League!
Captain Zhang clearly felt that something was wrong in the atmosphere. The people in his Survivor League dared to be arrogant and domineering because of their weapons. If the other party really dared to fight to the death, they would be afraid of three points.

Xiaoshan shrank his neck, still feeling a little scared of Ma Changshou, but seeing everyone in the Survivor Alliance carrying guns in their hands, he was immediately filled with infinite courage.

"Huh, what I told is the truth! It's not like you lying."

Team Zhang looked at the hill with great interest. He was wearing a worn-out cotton-padded jacket. The skin on his face was all chapped, and the color of the water was not very good. It was yellowish with light gray. At first glance, he was malnourished. He was the first to see this after entering the village. complexion.

"Kid, don't rush in. Let me ask you. You just said you wanted to join the Survivors Alliance. Why? Why did you leave Xidaying Village?"

Whether the source of information is reliable has a great relationship with the motive of whistleblowing.

Xiaoshan rolled his eyes at Ma Changshou and others angrily, and said: "My father died unexpectedly when he went out to kill zombies. Since then, they have not given me enough to eat. They always starve me. I don't want to continue to suffer." Hungry, I want to go to the Survivor League with you!”

"That's total nonsense!" Ma Changshou's eyebrows sank, showing a rare seriousness.

"The little boy relies on his father's merits and idles around in the village every day. In the past, he was considered a descendant of martyrs and had no worries about food and drink. In this era, your father's achievements have been eaten up by you. If you don't work, you can only wait. Starve to death!"

A villager next to Ma Changshou scolded him with disdain.

"You, hum..."

After hearing this, Xiaoshan was filled with anger and his chest heaved violently. Unfortunately, he couldn't reply because what the other party said was the truth.

(End of this chapter)