A container truck maintained its overturned posture, with the door wide open and the driver’s cab splattered with black blood. Yan Hao narrowed his eyes: “Isn’t this the car belonging to that Feng guy from last night?”
” ”Early this morning, they came to me asking if they could borrow a vehicle to clear zombies in the surrounding areas,” Chou Rong jumped down from the car with a crowbar, sunlight reflecting off his sunglasses, his expression looking anything but good-intentioned: “As soon as I heard, I knew something was fishy. Would these Alphas be this diligent?” Si Nan took the initiative to express his opinion: ”Hmm.” Chun Cao and Yan Hao, who got out of the car afterward, both twisted their expressions. ”…Brother Rong is too shameless,” Chun Cao said softly. Yan Hao nodded. ”The Feng family are local tyrants. Could this young master Feng and his group escape with nothing but cash?” Chou Rong inserted the steel crowbar into the container lock and braced his foot against the rear door, sneering: “Wanting to trick me into moving their goods? Not a chance—” Chou Rong let out a “Hey!” His muscles bulged as he pried open the container door! ”What happened to not taking anything from the people?” Yan Hao teased. “
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Chou Rong casually tossed the crowbar and used his bare hands to wrench open the container door, stepping back two steps with a thunderous sound: ”Confiscating illegal firearms is the responsibility of the public security department,” Chou Rong said politely: “I’m just helping the B City Public Security Bureau fulfill its duty. No need to thank me.” The container was densely packed with rice, flour, biscuits, canned goods, and various supplies. Several guns were hung on the container wall, mostly Type 64 and Type 56, with three submachine guns on the ground. Shockingly, there was even an Type 89 heavy machine gun. Chun Cao leaped into the container in a few steps, looking at the dozen boxes of ammunition, her voice trembling: “With these, what are they afraid of? Just shoot the zombies. Why did those people run last night?” ”Because there wasn’t time,” Chou Rong answered her: “Hundreds of zombies rushing in the dark would overwhelm those with poor psychological resilience. They’d just panic and run forward in chaos. It’s a matter of combat quality.” Before he could finish, Chou Rong kicked him: “Stop showing off!”
Go back and reequip!” Ten minutes later, under the blazing sun, they moved guns and ammunition back and forth, sweating profusely. “I say, young master Feng is something else. Did he rob a police station? I heard B City has completely fallen. Nothing this group does would be surprising…” Chou Rong interrupted the panting Chun Cao: “No, it’s probably a private collection. Look, this Type 89 and the submachine guns are clearly modified, likely purchased through black market channels.” Chun Cao nodded confusedly. Yan Hao carried two 30-kilogram ammunition boxes, slamming them onto the armored vehicle, saying: “The ammunition is of various types. Someone just collecting guns wouldn’t have this much ammunition. They probably scavenged it from abandoned military vehicles… By the way, weren’t they coming back to move things? How will they explain the missing weapons?” Chou Rong said coldly: “What weapons? How could there be weapons in the escape vehicle of Feng Wentai, one of the top ten outstanding youth?”
Si Nan coldly stared at him.
“Clear out all the cargo truck’s supplies within half an hour, or these canned goods will be confiscated by the state,” Zhou Rong patted his head authoritatively and said, “Go!”
Half an hour later, Yan Hao slammed the water box onto the ground, wiped his sweat, and said, “Two hundred and sixteen.”
“Five hundred kilograms,” Zhou Rong swayed as he squatted and recorded the total weight of rice bags.
Feng Wentai’s relief was short-lived as he realized the implications of Zhou Rong’s words. The supplies were now part of state property, and retrieving them would be a complicated process.
Zhou Rong hopped back into the armored vehicle, and the rest followed suit, the vehicle starting its engine. As they left the fertilizer factory, the night sky twinkled with stars while the atmosphere remained tense among the group.
With the horror of the day behind them, Si Nan returned to his canned food, while Chun Cao nibbled on some remnants scattered around. The journey back to camp was filled with silence, each person lost in their thoughts.
Once they reached the camp, the team began to sort through their supplies, preparing for the next mission. Zhou Rong led the way, organizing the resources with a keen eye, ensuring nothing would go to waste.
As they settled into their usual routine, each member of the team understood the gravity of their situation, they had to be strategic and thoughtful in their preparations moving forward.
Feng Wentai immediately responded, “No need to be so troublesome. Captain Zhou can submit it on my behalf.”
Zhou Rong objected, insisting on discipline and that they couldn’t privately handle disaster victims’ personal property. After a back-and-forth negotiation, Feng Wentai won, and Zhou Rong accepted the supplies on behalf of the thirty-odd refugees at the fertilizer factory.
Rubbing his hands, Feng Wentai laughed, “There’s one more thing. To be honest, I’m a military enthusiast. There were some items in the container, my personal collection, actually not very lethal…”
Zhou Rong looked confused, “What?”
“Well,” Feng Wentai seemed embarrassed, “Some Uzi submachine guns and such, given by my military enthusiast friends during my overseas studies…”
“Oh, those weren’t found!” Zhou Rong slapped his thigh. “Are you sure they were in the car?”
Feng Wentai nodded.
Zhou Rong looked regretful, “Those were good stuff, definitely taken by someone. Why didn’t you tell me last night? If I’d known, I would have retrieved them for you. How could they still be there now?”
Despite having anticipated this, when Feng Wentai saw Zhou Rong’s innocent expression, he was choked with anger.
“—Brother,” Zhou Rong, disregarding Feng Wentai’s expression, forcibly put his arm around his neck and walked into the courtyard.
“In a couple of days, we plan to go to City B to find Xiangzi’s grandfather at the military region. As you know, these leaders have special shelters. Colonel Guo doesn’t want his grandson to be in danger…”
Feng Wentai repeatedly agreed, “Of course, of course.”
“We plan to return within three days, a week at most. During this time, you and your team might have to work hard, helping to take care of this fertilizer factory. The thirty-six survivors were all rescued by us from City T,” Zhou Rong stopped, pressed Feng Wentai’s shoulder seriously, and said, “When we return from the military region, we’ll specially bring everyone who has been through this hardship into the shelter.”
Feng Wentai was about to ask something when Zhou Rong lowered his voice, “Of course, it’s not like those concentration-camp-style shelters that take in everyone. You understand, brother.”
Feng Wentai naturally understood, but he nodded, still looking somewhat hesitant.
With the weapons already confiscated, what if they enter the leaders’ shelter and leave everyone stranded at the fertilizer factory? That would be terrible.
Zhou Rong sighed under Feng Wentai’s suspicious gaze, “I want to, Brother Feng! But the ground in City B has basically been overrun. If we drive in with you all, fighting all the way…”
He pointed towards the factory dormitory, “Have you seen the pregnant woman?”
Feng Wentai was full of doubts.
“You think we’re carrying a pregnant woman for no reason? She’s Xiangzi’s… that one!”
