Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 335 - 334: First Contact with the Supply Run (Part 1)

"Haha, brothers, don’t get upset. My friend here is just like this. But to be honest, you really have to keep an eye on those soldiers. That group outside will definitely make a move!"

The guard looked Zhao Huilong up and down, his eyes filled with disdain.

"Nonsense! Do you really need to say that? Boss Dai’s had it planned for ages! Who cares if those people outside have the guts to show up, let alone if they actually do, hehe!"

The sinister smile made everything quite clear.

"To be honest with you, you’d better forget the idea of ’looking at soldiers’. None of us even get a chance to go in there. You two newcomers... don’t dream about it!"

Another guard’s remark sentenced Wei Dazhuang’s "dream" to death.

But Zhao Huilong wasn’t discouraged, because the so-called "looking at soldiers" was just Wei Dazhuang’s personal thought.

For him, if he can meet Boss Dai today and "cling onto his legs" in person, it won’t be a wasted trip.

So...

He pulled out the pack of cigarettes from his pocket again, and "obsequiously" stuffed it into the hands of one guard: "Hehe, brothers, if we can’t look at the gate, there’s always something else we can do. I hope you can let us in and report to Boss Dai that we’re here to meet him."

"Well~" As the saying goes, the one who accepts favors is obligated to return them. Looking at the pack of Baisui brand cigarettes in their hands, the two guards hesitated.

It was known that cigarettes in this base were absolutely high-end goods. Although they had chances to get some, it mostly depended on the mood of their superiors. If in a good mood, they’d reward you with a few; in a bad mood, it’s good enough they don’t slap you, let alone give you cigarettes.

"Alright, buddy, you’re a straight shooter. I’ll be honest with you, the boss fooled around with a chick all night last night and is now sleeping. So, it’s best not to disturb him at this moment, or you’ll find yourself in deep trouble."

Hearing this, Zhao Huilong’s heart sank abruptly, an undisguisable disappointment on his face.

"But, don’t worry. I’ll note down your matter for you. If there’s a chance later, once Boss Dai wakes up, we’ll report to him for you."

"Oh wow!" From hell to heaven, Zhao Huilong’s expression was like a face-changing performer in Sichuan Opera. One second, he was "worried and confused"; the next, he looked as excited as someone injected with adrenaline.

"Brothers, that’s great! I’ve nothing else to say. Once I make my way, I won’t forget the help from you two. Since that’s the case, we won’t disturb you brothers on duty anymore. We’ll wait for your good news! Bye-bye, hehe!"

Truly "annoying" without being taxed, looking at Zhao Huilong’s "ingratiating" face, Wei Dazhuang really wanted to throw up on him.

However, thinking it over, he realized he needed someone like that with "smooth" handling skills to help him "adapt to the situation", so he decided to turn a blind eye and pretend he saw nothing.

While it was calm as water at the gym, the Bieyuan District where the survivors were located was incredibly busy.

According to the plan drawn up yesterday, Old Xu began leading people to set up the defensive positions within the district.

The positions were primarily set below the second floor of the opposite building, aiming to keep their relocation from being noticed by any attackers.

After all, avoiding combat whenever possible was best, and although he had a 9MM92 semi-automatic pistol that was concealed in a leg holster with a capacity of 15 rounds, it was clearly no match for the firearms Scar and his group possessed.

Apart from this, considering the vast gap in strength and personnel between the two sides, Xu Renjie also specifically used bed sheet ropes, wooden boards, chairs, and stools to create an aerial passage between floors and rooms.

The purpose was to avoid direct confrontation as much as possible and then flexibly move using these passages, striking from the east and the west to confuse the enemy like a guerrilla warfare, thereby delivering effective blows.

Xu Renjie was truly skilled at this. After three hours of complex "tinkering," what appeared to be an ordinary residential home now was a hidden battlefield filled with danger.

Having completed all this, the warriors returned to room 202, where Old Zhao had already prepared the noon meal.

Spicy chicken, black bean fish, and vinegar-glazed potatoes, all made from bagged food gathered yesterday.

Undoubtedly, this kind of meal during the apocalypse was indeed a "feast".

Everyone at the table naturally ate "with mouths full of oil" while endlessly praising Old Zhao’s culinary skills.

And after several rounds of drinks and five flavors of dishes, Tang Xiaoquan slowly put down his chopsticks, clearly having something to say, and at this moment, it was undoubtedly the perfect timing.

"Hehe, everyone, let me share something. Tomorrow is the day to deliver goods to Scar, so we should discuss some things in advance."

Upon hearing this, the originally noisy living room quieted instantly, with everyone’s expressions immediately returning to being stern.

After all, tomorrow’s matters are of great importance, so...

"Xiao Tang, do you have any thoughts? Share them with us!" As someone who accompanied Tang Xiaoquan along the way, Zhao Yunhai understood the young man’s character well. Since he raised the question so solemnly, he must have thought everything through.

Tang Xiaoquan smiled lightly: "I wouldn’t say thoughts; I just feel tomorrow’s operation shouldn’t involve too many people!"

"Tell us why," Xu Renjie chewed on a bone thoughtfully, his eyes not looking at the other, as if a master testing his disciple, calm and serene, you couldn’t even tell what he was thinking from his expression.

Tang Xiaoquan didn’t think too much, answering truthfully: "It’s like this, I’m mainly worried that Scar might harm the transport team since they not only have people but also guns, keeping us entirely in check."

For this, Wang Qiang gave a slight disdainful snort: "Brother, if Scar really wanted to make a move, would he have waited until now? He could’ve taken us out last time at the gym!"

It had to be said that Wang Qiang’s ridicule held some truth, being more logical than past tirades.

However, Tang Xiaoquan was not bothered: "Qiangzi, you’re right, Scar indeed had the capability to wipe us out last time. But why didn’t he? I think it can’t be as simple as what he told us, that he’s really just letting us gather supplies for him? I don’t think so!"

At this point, Tang Xiaoquan undoubtedly piqued the curiosity of everyone present.

And recently having become one with the survivors, Wang Zhongyu couldn’t help but widen his eyes and press on urgently: "Why? What do you mean by this?"