I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 1186: You can call me Jiang Chen

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Before dark, two Yunzhi-51 arrived over Dongcheng Hospital.

In addition to the eight soldiers in power armor, two supplies boxes filled with ammunition were thrown down.

Despite not staying here for long, the two unloaded Yunzhi-51 took off again, flew in the direction of the Order, and transported the second batch of reinforcements.

Looking at the eight brightly-powered armoured shells, and the two far away -51s, Zhao Qiuran seemed very calm.

At least on the surface, she was not as surprised as before.

Even fighter planes and electromagnetic guns that can bombard a building have been seen. Now there are a few more power armor and helicopters. It seems that there is nothing worth wasting. For the good things Jiang Chen brought out one after another, she was already surprised.

Going to the supply box, she picked a more powerful Ripper from the box and replaced the submachine gun in her hand.

Holding a rifle in her hands, she gestured, and after a while she received the gun behind her, looking at Jiang Chen with emotion, "I am now looking forward to life in Wanghai City more and more."

"Why?" Jiang Chen asked.

"To what extent do you have to be rich before you can stuff this rifle like a cabbage in an arms box. If you take it to the market on Ping An Street, you will tear it in the box of twenty Or, you can sell a 100 sub-crystal without saying less. "

"If it's too much, it's worthless." Picking up the rifle and the magazine from the box, Jiang Chen said casually, "And, I advise you not to have too high expectations for your future life. Too disappointed and came to complain about me. "

"Why?" Zhao Qiuran asked in a daze.

"It ’s not very easy to find a job in the sixth block, at least solo travelers are not so easy to find."

"I ... this is not working for you?"

"Did I say I want to hire you?"

"..."

After the bunker and sentry tower were built, the sky was completely dark.

Twenty guards were divided into three groups, taking turns to guard the bunker and the sentry tower, and be careful to guard the corpses that might be approaching.

The remaining people raised some campfires in the open space between the ruins of the main building and the internal medicine building with the picked dry branches and alcohol bottles, sitting around the fire to warm up in twos and threes. Even the women who were rescued by Jiang Chen from the predators were divided into five fires and sat in the corners of the open space.

I do n’t know if it ’s because of the temperature of the fire.

A lot of that numb sight has gradually emerged.

However, Jiang Chen did not notice this subtle change.

He sitting in front of the fire, yawning boredly at this moment, thinking of it while unscrewing the cap of the nutrient mixture.

It would be perfect if you order some grilled meat and beer again.

Of course, he just thought about it. After all, this is not a military base of NAC. There is no warehouse full of food to cover. Even if it ’s all his own, Jiang Chen is inconvenient to freely store the space Remove the food.

Just when he started to get bored, there seemed to be a little bit of trouble on the doorway.

Throwing away the empty test tube in his hand, Jiang Chen stood up from the ground and patted his pants.

"I will go over there and see."

"I will go with you!"

Seeing Jiang Chen get up, Lu Fan immediately stood up and followed Jiang Chen's direction towards the entrance of the courtyard.

......

At the entrance of the courtyard, a man in leather armor is standing at the entrance of the street not far from the entrance of the courtyard. A worn truck is parked far behind him

"Do n’t shoot! We are not malicious."

The man carefully put the gun on the ground, raised his hands above his head, and walked towards the main entrance of Dongcheng Hospital.

His expression is tense.

Now the sky is completely dark, and God knows how many zombies are nearby.

"Who are you?" Standing on top of the bunker, Zhao Qiuran pointed at him with a rifle in his hand, his eyes narrowed into a slit, "What are you doing here?"

"I am a trader from Haizhou and do fur business. I can distribute my goods to you 10% ... no, 20%. Just ask you to let me stay here until dawn." The man noticed the vigilance on Zhao Qiuran ’s face and pleaded, “I swear, we are really not malicious. We will leave as soon as day starts. If you do n’t trust us, we can sleep in the corner.”

Jia Qiu Ran just wanted to refuse, and Jiang Chen's voice came from behind.

"Open the door and let them in."

"But ..."

Jiang Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense with Zhao Qiuran and gave Lu Fan a glance.

It's worthy of being a guard for many years, but Lu Fan understood what he meant with just one look. He stepped up to Zhao Qiulan and took a look at the man standing outside the door.

"Your goods are kept by yourself. Our kind boss allows you to take refuge. But if you dare to make other ideas, I will make you regret coming to this world."

"Where do I dare to fight other ideas." The man said sweatingly.

Fortifications have been built, and of course the truck cannot get in. But zombies are only interested in people, as long as they don't park their cars on their way.

The man returned to the truck, greeted four caravan guards, parked the truck by the highway, and then passed through the small door opened next to the bunker and entered the Dongcheng Hospital. The first time they entered the Dongcheng Hospital, they voluntarily turned in their rifles and placed them at the door.

I believe anyone will make the same choice after seeing the eight power armor.

There is no other reason.

In front of the power armor, even if they hold a rifle, it is no different from a match stick.

Four caravan guards were placed in the fire near the door, and the man in leather armor followed Landing Fan to the fire where Jiang Chen was.

"What is your name?" Jiang Chen asked.

"Liu Wendi ... Can I sit here?"

"Sit down."

"Thank you."

Sitting across Jiang Chen's side, the man noticed the women beside the fires and asked Jiang Chen curiously.

"They are your slaves?"

"No, it's my spoils." Sitting next to the fire, Jiang Chen looked at him teasingly.

The man apparently looked frightened, swallowed, and moved his **** back.

Jiang Chen smiled and didn't explain. He picked up a branch from the side and fiddled with the fuel in the fire.

"Why not go to Ping An Street? Shaking outside so late, you are not afraid of zombies or predators?"

"We also want to go to Ping An Street, but there is a small situation there." Liu Wendi smiled bitterly.

Stopping the fire with the branches, Jiang Chen glanced at him and asked casually.

"Oh? What happened?"

"The South Gate collapsed."

Jiang Chen froze.

"Crashed? South Gate?"

Liu Wendi nodded vigorously and said with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"The gap is half a kilometer long, and it is said that half of the slums have collapsed. Now the whole Ping An Street has become a pot of boiling water. It ’s not easy to use. "

He came here from Haizhou in order to sell the fur on this truck to Shangjing City and rushed to make a fortune before entering the winter. However, the entire Ping An Street is now under martial law, and it is not known when and when it will be blocked.

It is quite dangerous to leave the goods outside. Even if the Survivors Union has formulated a convention on the three rings that must not kill or surpass the cargo, this convention has never crossed the walls of Safe Street.

He even made up his mind, but he could n’t do it. He could only pull the goods back to Haizhou.

The four guards who barely put together their equipment are really not good enough.

With a sigh, Liu Wendi took a tube of nutritional mixture from the bag he carried with him, and drank it with his eyes closed.

At this moment, the roar of the engine came from afar.

Liu Wendi looked up to the sky, and two dazzling white lights came over, scaring him that he almost didn't throw away the nutrient mixture in his hand, and quickly got up from the ground.

"What kind of stuff is that?"

"You said that?" Jiang Chen looked at the sky and smiled, "My helicopter."

"Helicopter? Yours?" Liu Wendi felt that his mind could not turn a bit.

"Yes. Speaking of which, I have n’t told you my name yet," throwing the stick in my hand into the fire, Jiang Chen clapped his hands, stood up, patted the dust on his pants, if nothing happened. , "You can call me Jiang Chen." (To be continued.)