Super Plane Traveling

With a battle loss ratio of almost one to three, the invading convoy lost more than half of it in just half an hour, and Zhao Ze's tank also lost almost thirty vehicles.

But it's not over yet. The heavy trucks in the core area of ​​the opponent are covered by heavy canvas. Judging from the desperate posture of these intruders, there must be something very important hidden in those heavy trucks.

Precisely because of this, Zhao Ze never allowed his men to attack several heavy trucks.

When the number of tanks on both sides approached a one-to-one ratio, the battlefield situation once again changed.

"Is this... ready to surrender?" Zhao Ze looked confused. One of the invading tanks opened the window and raised a white flag from inside... or white pants, and didn't know who pulled it from. Down.

"Stop the attack and surround these invading tanks!" Zhao Ze gave an order, and the remaining more than fifty tanks on his side began to assemble, and soon surrounded the stationary invader convoy in the middle.

Click!

The door of one of the cars was opened, and a strong, khaki-faced man jumped out from inside. He raised the white pants on his hands and slowly walked out of the convoy and came to the foremost station, shouting: "I want to see Your leader, according to the rules here, he must personally accept my surrender!"

There are such shit rules?

Zhao Ze frowned and used the walkie-talkie to inquire about it, and learned that it really happened.

There are also eschatological rules in the last days. For example, if the two sides in the war are divided between the winner and the loser, the leader of the victor must personally accept it when the loser declares surrender - even if all losers are treated as slaves afterwards.

It's just that the area where Undead Old Joe is located hasn't had a big war for many years, and few people have similar rules in mind.

Zhao Ze slowly fell from the air. The other party seemed to have known the aircraft on his body for a long time, but he didn't show a shocked look, just a calm expressionless expression.

Chapter 47

Although he was the one who won, Zhao Ze was not that stupid, he would not follow the rules of this era.

So when he landed, he pointed at the opponent's feet and motioned for him to come over.

Dahan Hu, who was holding his white pants, said nothing, and walked up to Zhao Ze honestly, "As the leader of the heavy artillery clan, I offer everything to you, including my army and people."

The heavy artillery family?

Zhao Ze has a black line. Who came up with the title of Secondary Two?Too much rape...

But he did not forget to respond, "I accept your surrender, but there is one thing I want to ask, you sent so many people... just to take revenge on the chariot I lost to you in the valley a few days ago?"

"No, I sent a motorcycle all the way to here, and found that there is a water source here." The turret said calmly, as if not caring about the tanks that were lost before, "The water source of the heavy artillery tribe has dried up, I must Find a suitable water source for the people."

Zhao Ze suddenly realized, no wonder the opponent came with so many chariots. It turned out that he came with the idea of ​​becoming benevolent if he failed. No wonder he was so desperate.

There is nothing to say next. Winners and losers are common in any era. As the losers, the heavy artillery clan is very self-aware, and without Zhao Ze speaking, all the clan members stepped out of the car.

But what made Zhao Ze a little strange was that there were still a few tanks that didn't open their doors. He pointed to those tanks and asked, but he got an answer that made him speechless.

"This is my design. They are all remote control tanks. They can only be controlled with a remote control, and they can't be more than two hundred meters away."

This style of painting is wrong!Why are the remote control devices coming out?Is this still the end of the world?Why is there a feeling of being broken?

Zhao Ze looked at the remaining "remote control bomb cars" with a black line. No wonder this guy called the turret didn't care about the lives of the people at all. After a long time of trouble, it turned out that there was no one in the car!

Then again, this guy can research a remote control car in an environment like the end of the world-even if the technical content is very low, he is definitely a qualified talent.

For the sake of his talent, Zhao Ze didn't care about his own losses in the previous battle. Anyway, he annexed the heavy artillery family, and his strength was equal to rising instead of falling.

But they are prisoners after all, and they have to accept a small punishment, including walking back to the territory.

"What's on those cars?" Zhao Ze asked suddenly, pointing to a few heavy trucks covered by canvas.

The turret muttered, "It's my assembly factory. When I left the tribe, I took them all with me."

Zhao Ze stepped forward and found that they were all kinds of processing machines he didn't know, and among them were machine tools that were vital to the territory!

This discovery made him very excited. Fortunately, he had not ordered the destruction of these heavy trucks, otherwise he would have regretted it.

The real heavy artillery clan has a small population. Most of the losses in the battle just now were remote-controlled tanks. All the people who got out of the car were added together, but there were only more than two hundred people.

The most important thing is that most of the people in the turret are in good health, and there are few radiation sicknesses such as the undead old Joe and the War Boy.

The work of escorting more than two hundred people was handed over to Friosa, and Zhao Ze asked Smash to lead the team to Gasoline Town for a round, so as to avoid those hard laborers who feel unattended and go crazy.

After returning to the territory, when the tribe of the turret saw the lush green plants on the rocky mountain, many people began to cry on the spot.

Zhao Ze doesn't lack this food, he is eager to swallow more healthy human beings, so as to make the development of the territory smoother.

Just to calm the anger of their soldiers, these people have to do some hard work for a while.

Both the turret and his clansmen were enlightened, and they settled down in the territory very honestly, and began to work hard every day.

In the next two months, the development of the territory ushered in a truly golden period of development.

The first is the vegetables and green plants on the rocky mountain. After sowing with the seeds brought by Zhao Ze, many seeds have taken root and sprouted, and some dry and cold-resistant seeds are growing well.

The utilization of water resources has also entered a new stage of development. Several huge reservoirs have been dug in the territory. Whether it is for domestic or industrial water, it is well distributed.

Petroleum refining and mining in Gasoline Town has also risen to a new level. Under the encouragement of Zhao Ze's rewarding nature, the work efficiency of the drudgery has increased more than before.

The tens of thousands of slaves in the territory were also sorted and selected. The strong and relatively healthy ones can be exchanged for a ration and drinking water through hard work. There are about five thousand people in this group; and those who can't even walk, All were transferred to Gasoline Town, which is called natural elimination.

Of course it is cruel to do so. Even the immortal old Joe did not eliminate tens of thousands of people at a time. In this world, the so-called elimination actually means death.

But Zhao Ze has no other choice. He can't produce so much food and can only give priority to people with healthier and stronger bodies.

There is Freosa in charge of the overall situation, and there is a smashing in the investigation of omissions, and the addition of bricks and tiles has a turret. As a defeated man, he has no way of accepting himself from the leader of a tribe to the logistics manager today. .

Max also stayed. This buddy’s schizophrenia was relieved. It may have been moisturized by Friosa’s tribe. During this time, he never saw him go crazy again. Zhao Ze appointed him as The captain of the patrol team, there are five teams under his hand, each team has three chariots, specifically responsible for patrolling the surrounding area.

There is another thing that is more fucking. Even though he kept disgusting in his heart, Zhao Ze finally let the brown and white girls join the "story" team.

The brown girl was born a month ago, but unfortunately she gave birth to a dead baby. She is not distressed, anyway, this child is a natural evil; while the white girl was early on by Zhao Ze and Ferry. The people of Osa killed her child with medicine.

After being gently sprayed by Zhao Ze with a medical spray, the brown girl who had just given birth was as good as before, and even the belly was retracted, as if it had never been bad, so the two pregnant women were fine. .

Zhao Ze was also very helpless, mainly because he was idle every day, and his subordinates did it for him, but he was okay, so he could only do five girls.

In the beginning, the "story" was only told at night. Later, when the interest came, I started to tell the "story".

Zhao Ze himself is a heartless temperament. He doesn't think it matters. If he is pregnant, he will be pregnant. He can't get rid of his own seed, right?What to do in the future, I can only go with the flow.

Anyway, he is sure to leave. How the territory develops and the future fate of these five girls depend on their own luck.

Fortunately, he brought a lot of "small umbrellas", otherwise it would be difficult for these five people to think about not getting pregnant after a long time.

Besides, he is still a big boy himself, and it is obviously impossible to expect him to take responsibility.

If you put it in the real world, you can do this with money, but this is the end of the world, a precarious world, no matter how much you worry about.