Apocalypse Call Red Alert

Chapter 186 The Unhappy Wang Peng

"came back?"

The guard lazily watched several cars approaching from far away, and the familiar vehicles made him recognize the identities of these people.

"came back!"

Li Biao got out of the car with a smile on his face, and skillfully handed a box of cigarettes to the guard.

"Huh?" Looking at the cigarette in his hand with a slight frown, it is a box of relatively cheap and inferior cigarettes. Although in the last days, even the inferior cigarettes can definitely be regarded as high-end consumer goods, but the fat man who guards the base In front of the poor, it can only be regarded as average.

"It seems that your harvest today is not very good."

The guard glanced at Li Biao, didn't say much, stuffed the cigarette into his pocket, and said lazily. "But it seems that everyone is not very comfortable today. When the doomsday team came back, nearly half of the people in the team were missing. It didn't look like they were going out to perform other tasks. I'm afraid they all died outside."

Li Biao chuckled twice. The guard was in charge of guarding the gates of the base. He was always the most informed. He had often bribed the guards in exchange for some information he wanted to know.

However, Li Biao already knew the information about the doomsday team, so there was no need for it.

"Brother, is there any news about Explosive Mountain?"

"The Explosive Mountain Mercenary Group?"

The guard glanced at Li Biao, and then said: "Earlier this morning, a group of Baoshan Mercenary Corps went out, just after you left the base, but they came back soon, and they never went out again. Who are you looking for in the base?"

"Find someone?"

Li Biao was a little confused, but he still thanked the guard with a smile on his face.

"Hey! Open the door!"

The guard walked to the rear door, opened the cigarettes that Li Biao had given him, and distributed one to the other guards. Afterwards, the gate of the base slowly opened.

……

"The Explosive Mountain mercenary group seems to be looking for someone in the base. I don't know what they want to do."

Gu Fujun was taken aback by Li Biao's words, and he couldn't help picking up the walkie-talkie and asking Wang Peng.

"Captain Wang, I heard that the Blast Mountain mercenary group is looking for someone in the base. Could it be the girl you are looking for?"

"how is this possible?"

Before Wang Peng could reply, Zhao Chen who was sitting at the back had already spoken dismissively.

"That's the Explosive Mountain Mercenary Group! The mercenary organization in the base is even more domineering than the Doomsday Convoy. The people who have provoked them in the past, except for the Doomsday Convoy, who can live to see the sun the next day?"

As soon as Zhao Chen said this, he found that Li Biao and Gu Fujun both looked back.

He also turned his head and looked back, but what he saw was the vehicle where Wang Peng was, and his face turned dark.

Wang Peng can be regarded as the worst kind of mercenary group that will explode the mountain, but it has been several days, and he is still alive and well, and even went out to search for supplies.

"Haven't you seen how powerful the Wang team is? Without the Wang team, the Doomsday team would not have as many teams as more than half of the team coming back this time!"

Gu Fujun said: "Even the doomsday team has to face up to the strength of the Wang team and even sent out an invitation. What is the Explosive Mountain mercenary group?"

"Cut." Zhao Chen turned his head a little unconvinced, and retorted in a low voice: "That's his subordinates, not himself!"

One yard counts for one yard, and the fighting power of the Red Police soldiers really left Zhao Chen dumbfounded.

tough!It's really too powerful, not only the advantages in equipment, these people are all experienced warriors, and they will not show any fear or panic when facing zombies, just like machines born for war Same.

Where the hell did that guy find those amazing characters?And it can also make them all willing to work for him in the last days...

"It's really the best."

Wang Peng's voice sounded from the walkie-talkie. "The airport base is too big. Finding someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. With the help of those guys, it will definitely be much easier."

"help?"

Gu Fujun couldn't help laughing bitterly when he heard this.

"I always feel that they must not be kind enough to try to help you."

"Better not that."

A cold light flashed in Wang Peng's eyes, "Otherwise, I will let them know what regret is!"

At this time, Wang Peng was very upset, very upset.

He tried to capture the big-headed zombies but failed, and several of the Red Police soldiers he had worked so hard to accumulate were killed.

Although comparing the advanced zombies and big-headed zombies killed in this operation must be sure to make money without losing money, Wang Peng is still very upset.

The sonic attack shown by the big-headed zombie made Wang Peng realize that his understanding of zombies is still very insufficient. Because of this, a living big-headed zombie is even more precious.

Wang Peng is not sure if this kind of situation where big-headed zombies are trapped in a building will happen next time, but I believe that the next time they encounter big-headed zombies, there is a high probability that they will be protected by an army of thousands of zombies.

In that case, it is undoubtedly more difficult to capture the big-headed zombies alive.

So he was very upset.

If someone provoked Wang Peng when he was upset, it would really cost him a lot.

……

This trip, the team's income is really not high, especially after the Red Police soldiers squandered so much ammunition in front of Li Biao and others.

After using so much ammunition, I ended up just searching for some daily necessities in some residential houses, which is indeed a bit of a loss.

But when everyone returned to the base to take stock of the proceeds, an American soldier threw a black backpack on the table.

"Boom!"

The muffled sound of the backpack being thrown on the table made everyone startled.

"Find a way to sell these things." Wang Peng's faint voice sounded.

Suddenly, Li Biao seemed to realize something, swallowed with some difficulty, and stepped forward to open the backpack.

"Whoa!"

The zipper was unzipped, and several pistols fell out of the bulging backpack, and there were more than a dozen police pistols of a similar type in the backpack.

For a moment, everyone's eyes froze, staring blankly at the guns on the table, speechless.

"These guns are out of bullets, and they're still left alone. It's better to sell them for money."

No more bullets, how about selling them for money?

Hearing Wang Peng's words, the three words that instantly came to Li Biao's and others' minds were "prodigal sons."

These are guns!Necessities for survival in the end times!
These guns, which Li Biao and the others regarded as precious things, were just tasteless in Wang Peng's eyes.

Wang Peng has a lot of pistols in his hands. In order to prevent the Red Police soldiers from running out of ammunition and having no other weapons, Wang Peng collected a large number of pistols, but as the number of soldiers increased, the chances of using them became less and less.

Almost all the Red Police soldiers already have a secondary weapon in their hands, and these extra weapons are useless.

It's really a pity that it's tasteless to eat like chicken ribs.

(End of this chapter)