I Have a Mansion in the Post-apocalyptic World Chapter 196: Mercenary
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Snow is like a quilt, covering the deserted streets.
Except for the snowman who walked silently, the only noise in the whole street was the cold north wind.
Oh no, there is a good place to keep the spring alive.
People are clamoring and binging here, releasing the accumulated pressure and passing the boring time.
This convenient place is a prosthetic leg tavern. Although it has only been open for less than a month, it has conquered the hearts of all wasteland visitors with its high-quality liquor. In front of the wine table, the muscular mercenaries stepped on the stool with their feet, showing off the scars on their bodies drunkenly. The hot-dressed girl walked in the dark corner, waiting for the prey tonight. Gamblers put the two tables together, playing dice and poker ...
Judging from these silhouettes, it is no different from a bullet shell tavern on the street. The only difference is that the law and order is very good here, so unimaginable. But that was not the case when it first opened.
Where the wine is placed, it is extremely profitable. The appearance of the prosthetic tavern undoubtedly broke the wealth road of the tavern on the whole street. As long as I have tasted the wheat-flavored beer, I believe no one will be interested in the rotten wine blended with industrial alcohol. Even the rich people in the inner circle occasionally come here to drink two glasses of warm stomach.
The huge profits naturally attracted the jealousy of the peers. After intimidating and lureless, the bosses of various taverns have resorted to all kinds of tricks.
Disruption, stolen goods, theft ...
But those who use these methods obviously underestimate Zhou Guoping's ability. He used to be a bandit in the past, but he was an old fritters than playing the three tricks.
Bribes, black guns, arson ...
After chopping off six dirty hands in a row, those who are about to move are finally cautious. Immediately afterwards, he made a noise again: the relationship between the owner of this shop and the ten-member committee was unusual. After hearing this news, those who are still hesitating about whether to take the risk and finally take the risk, completely dispelled the misconception in their hearts, and accepted the fact that the prosthetic tavern occupies the market.
In addition to good public security, the design of the pub is also very user-friendly. The spaces on the second and third floors have been transformed into warm guest rooms, providing private spaces for men and women who are "in love". Release deeper pressure for exhausted wasteers who are physically and mentally exhausted ...
As usual, Zhou Guoping wore a gray suit and sat casually on a wooden table, blowing his cows with the mercenaries walking on the wasteland. This boss is very talkative and very popular with these drunkards. Even his bare-headed bald head has become the signature of this pub.
Like the grandfather of KFC.
As for why, that is because as long as anyone talks about the things he is interested in, he will exempt them.
"... In the northern part of the city center, guess what I saw? It turned out to be a mother of dead claws! Damn, I just wanted to get close to the nuclear crater at that time to see if it was valuable. 'S stuff — "
"Okay man, the mother of the dead claw only goes back to the edge of the nuclear crater when laying eggs. In winter, they usually hide in the hole. Your cowhide is blown." A middle-aged uncle grinned , Reaching for the cigarette and holding it, shaking in the ashtray. There was a scary scar on his face, pulling from his left eye to the corner of his right mouth. Because of this scar, his smile looked a bit daunting.
"Since the one-eyed Lev said so, it must be right."
"Yes, boy, the scar on the face of this old man was left by the mother of the dead claw."
The young man ’s face became pig liver, and he drank a beer sullenly to hide his embarrassment.
Zhou Guoping looked at the gag mercenaries with a smile, but he was thinking about when to speak and who was worth hiring.
That guy should be a newcomer, at least not a mercenary before. As for the middle-aged man with a Slavic face, it is a ruthless character. It is said that he was a CCCP fighter pilot before. After the war, he was not sent back to China, but the experimenter who was a special experimental project was taken to Wanghai City. When the cataclysm came, he escaped from the laboratory with his extraordinary skill, and wandered on this waste soil ever since.
However, Zhou Guoping did not intend to hire him. He is just a solo traveller. The instructions given to him by the boss were that many people were needed, at least a large mercenary regiment of not less than fifty people.
It's difficult to do, especially in the context of all the people trying to plot the city center.
However, the boss ’orders are absolute. Zhou Guoping ’s eyes are constantly glancing at the door, he is waiting for a person to appear.
The oak door slammed open, and the icy air mixed with broken snow blew in.
The man sitting at the door drinking wine was shivered by the wind and just wanted to scold the guy who opened the door. However, after seeing the face clearly, the swear words that had already poured into his mouth were swallowed back by him.
Shaved flat head, gray-grey winter clothes, looks very ordinary. After stepping into the tavern, he didn't scream like other people, but sat down in front of the bar in a low-key manner, and skillfully ordered a bottle of beer and drank himself.
However, after seeing this person, Zhou Guoping's eyes lit up and walked past with a smile.
Luo Yang, head of the black blood mercenary regiment. Although he has a public face, no one can ignore his strength, as well as the strength of more than seventy fighters who sold his life.
"How is today's gain?" Zhou Guoping asked with a chatting tone sitting beside him.
"It **** ... Except for snow, it's blood. The northern part of the city center has been explored, and one of the zombie dens has been destroyed. There is nothing to see the shadow of satellite fragments." Wine, Luo Yang said, frowning tiredly.
"Did you get nothing?"
"Almost ... only when you enter the city center, you will have a little awe of those zombies. They are so dense that they ca n’t see the edge at all. Our people are driving in trucks, rushing around, desperately Pulling the trigger to fire at the corpse. Even so, I almost explained it there twice. "
"Want to open up, man. After all, there is a world of zombies, even the dead claws have to go around." He smiled comfortably, Zhou Guoping took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and handed him the roots.
Sighing, Luo Yang took the cigarette and lit himself.
"Is there any good work recently?"
"That one million sub-crystal list has given up?" Zhou Guoping grinned.
"I can't take my brother's life to take risks. I have a hunch that it will be a bottomless hole, no matter how many lives I take to fill it. I'm not satisfied." Luo Yang's eyes flashed when he heard one million sub-crystals Greedy, but soon replaced by strong concerns.
Compared to those colleagues who flew to the city center like flies, he still kept a little sane.
"Say something happy. I just have a business here."
"How much is it?" Luo Yang asked with interest.
"Ten thousand sub-crystals."
"Poof!" Luo Yang spewed out the beer in one sip and stared at Zhou Guoping with wide eyes. "Ten thousand ?! Are you sure?"
"I'm sure." Zhou Guoping nodded with a smile.
"Delegated content?" Luo Yang reached out and wiped the corners of his mouth, asking cautiously.
"Have you heard of the fish bone base?" Zhou Guoping asked casually.
"Slightly heard. The power of a certain foreign province in Wanghai City is quite strong."
Since the trade with the Zhao Group was carried out in secret, Zhou Guoping has never indicated the identity of the owner behind the pub, so for the outside world, the existence of the fish bone base is very mysterious. Many people just know that Qingpu has such a survivor base, but even the specific location is very vague.
The reason is obvious. There are many large and small survivor bases on the wasteland, but most of them are unfriendly, such as the gray Gu mercenary group that has been destroyed.
"Employers are their bosses. As for the entrusted content, it is here."
As he said, Zhou Guoping drew a paper agreement from his pocket and shot it on the bar.
After hesitating for a moment, Luo Yang reached out in silence and picked up the agreement, glancing at it, but the expression on his face became more and more dignified.
"This is impossible! What a joke, the mutant who blocked the No. 7 land by the Taipu River, this is the one who killed me."
"Really? Since you think so, then forget it, although I personally feel it is a pity." Zhou Guoping sighed with pity and put away the agreement.
"I can't see where it is a pity. No matter how much money, there must be life." Luo Yang snorted.
"Do you think the fish bone base will lose?" Zhou Guoping asked with a smile.
"As far as I know, there are more than 3,000 variants in the No. 7 land. Although their brains are not necessarily bright, they are all good hands." Luo Yang grinned. "Even if they take out half of them, then It must be 1,500. Ten times more than the difference in strength, only shabi will accept this commission. Ant-like mutants will crush them to pieces like stepping on ants. "
Looking, Luo Yang drank his wine fiercely and shook his head regretfully.
Of course, he was not regretting the fate of the fish bone base, but for the ten thousand Yajing that slipped away from his eyes.
"But according to my information, the strength of the fish bone base is not weak, such as the heavy firepower." Zhou Guoping laughed.
"Heavy firepower? Ha ha." Luo Yang grinned and expressed disapproval.
He still knows a little bit about the tactics of the mutants.
The mutants occupying the No.7 Steel Plant have almost used steel to the point where they can be called extravagant. With the power of pure muscles, they carry a heavy C-shaped steel plate assault, for all those carrying rifles Light infantry will be a nightmare.
Heavy firepower? Okay, heavy firepower is really effective, but when all the mutants spread out and charge at the same time on the frozen wide river, how many rounds can your artillery shoot? Once the mutants crossed the line of defense and no firepower was used, the next battle would likely become a one-sided slaughter.
"As for the specific combat strategy, as a middleman, I do n’t know. But you think that since it is a base in other provinces, if you do n’t have the confidence of victory, will you fight for Qingpu this land?"
"Whether they have confidence or not, for us, the risk is too great." Luo Yang shook his head.
"However, risk is directly proportional to profit, isn't it? Or you won't take your brother into the city center."
After hearing the words, Luo Yang's expression was slightly embarrassing.
Seeing this, Zhou Guoping paused, lowering his voice.
"I have a message here that I don't know if you are interested in."
Luo Yang saw Zhou Guoping's mysterious look, his expression was also awkward, waiting for his following.
"In addition to this Wan Yajing, there is a benefit. I can reveal it to you, but it is not in compliance ... For my business, I hope you can keep the secret."
"Cough, Lao Zhou, you are very clear about me."
"Of course, so I found you such a good thing ... A commercial road from Qingpu to Liuding Town, 10% of the profit, the type of goods is food." )