The most ruthless person in the apocalypse

Chapter 808 Only One Request

"Xiao Shuai, you should hide too. It's always good to have a backup plan. Act according to the situation!"

Pan Guoliang thinks it doesn’t matter whether you hide your good luck or not. If people who have never come into contact with awakened animals will not be wary of a dog, it is people who should hide one!
"it is good!"

Qi Xiaoshuai nodded, looked around, and ran in the opposite direction of Good Luck, hiding behind a cable roller that was more than half a person's height. The seemingly sloppy cover was actually quite good. The dimness made it difficult for the opponent to find him, and he could aim through the hole!

Unfortunately, the arrangements here have been clearly seen by the sentries in the village. From the perspective of knowing oneself and the enemy, the Tianma Island reconnaissance team is completely defeated...

Wu Luejian was ready. He controlled the drone to move up and down and nodded as a response to the other party's request, and then controlled the drone to return slowly.

This group of people clearly knew the location of Wu Lue and his companions, but they pretended to be confused and let the drone lead the way, just to avoid exposing the sentry posts in the village.

While leaving the dock, the people in the car were still exchanging information with the village sentry post.

A moment later, Wu Lue and his companions saw the car lights turn on from the end of the road, and then a shabby Tucson and an old Sonata slowly drove towards them.

Pan Guoliang and Pang Dakun couldn't help but clench their weapons. This was the first time they encountered other survivors without Zhang Su's participation, and they couldn't help feeling nervous.

呲呲.

Thirty meters apart, the two cars stopped steadily in the middle of the road.

"Not bad. It looks like they have no intention of attacking. They are keeping a basic safe distance."

Pan Guoliang whispered to the two people beside him, but he did not dare to take it lightly.

hum.

The drone landed smoothly. Wu Lue didn't have time to clean it up. After stuffing it into the car, he immediately picked up his weapon and stood guard with others.

The doors of Tucson and Sonata were opened, and six men got out one after another. They were all strong and different from the miserable survivors they had met before. From their mental state, it could be seen that they were living a very comfortable life!
Four of them were holding homemade refrigerated weapons, while the other two were drivers and did not carry any weapons. However, each of them had a holster around his waist with a black pistol inserted in it, which was not concealed and was very eye-catching.

"There are guys here, be careful."

Pan Guoliang reminded again.

"Hello, you, friends from the Celestial Empire!"

Without waiting for Wu Lue to speak, the driver of the Tucson took two steps forward and spoke in awkward Mandarin, accompanied by exaggerated body movements.

When Pan Guoliang and his companions heard the strange accent, they looked at each other in confusion. How could there be a foreigner?
But on second thought, I felt relieved. This is a cargo terminal. Not only do goods get shipped from here to other countries, but cargo ships from other countries also come here to deliver goods. It is normal for foreign crew members to be stranded.

"Hello, which country are you from?"

Pan Guoliang took two steps forward and did not let Wu Lue come to negotiate. This was not his area of ​​expertise and it would be easy to make mistakes.

"We are from..." The Tucson driver pointed to the southeast and said, "We came from South Korea. We are the crew of the Tianguang cargo ship!"

“It turns out to be a Korean!”

Several people suddenly realized that they didn't notice it when they weren't told, but after it was told they felt that they looked different from Chinese people, but they couldn't tell where the difference was.

Before Pan Guoliang could speak, the other party spoke again.

"You came to the port to look for someone? Or something?"

Pan Guoliang understood what the other party meant and nodded, "We are here to look for things, not people. Are you all Koreans? How many people are there in your camp? There should be people from our country, right?"

The other party asked questions, and Pan Guoliang also asked questions, and asked more questions than the other party!

The Tucson driver exchanged glances with his companions behind him, turned around, scratched his cheek, and said, "We are all Koreans. There are no Chinese people here at the port."

Pan Guoliang rolled his eyes secretly. Why did he skip answering the question?
"So how many of you live at the dock?"

If you don’t answer, I’ll keep asking!
"You, how many people are there in your camp? Where are you coming from?" The Tucson driver was not stupid. He didn't answer directly, but asked a counter-question...

"You are rude. You didn't answer my question, and then you asked me back... Since you asked, I will answer you politely. We came from the urban area of ​​Qincheng, and there are thousands of people in the camp! Okay, it's your turn."

Pan Guoliang raised his hand to signal, and his other hand pressed tightly on the rifle in front of his chest, which was both a demonstration and a warning.

"You don't, honestly. There can't be thousands!"

The Tucson driver obviously didn't believe that there would be a camp with such a large number of survivors.

Pan Guoliang curled his lips and said helplessly: "I told you the truth. You know what it means to tell you the truth, right? I told you the truth, but you didn't believe it. What should I do? There are really thousands of people in our camp. We are just a small reconnaissance team out to explore the foggy area. The foggy area is the map section that has not been opened!"

The six Koreans looked at each other. They had been staying in China for a long time and had some understanding of Chinese. They all understood what Pan Guoliang said and showed a hint of nervousness in addition to surprise.

Without immediately replying to Pan Guoliang, the six people gathered together and discussed quietly for a long time. Finally, the Tucson driver said, "We have more than ten people. The other survivors are gone! What are you looking for at the port?"

"More than ten people? How many crew members do you have on the Tianguang? How can there be so many people?"

Pan Guoliang thought it was outrageous. According to his knowledge, the crew of an ordinary cargo ship would have at most 20 to 30 people. The boss must be very smart to keep so many idle people!

Then the question is, how could more than ten people survive out of twenty or thirty crew members?
"We have more than 20 crew members, as well as friends on another cargo ship, and some friends who are traveling on the ship."

The Tucson driver tried hard to explain, and Pan Guoliang frowned as he tried to understand what he was saying. He finally figured out why there were more than a dozen sticks left.

It turns out that there was more than one cargo ship from Korea at the port, and some people wanted to save money and took a ride on a boat to travel to China. If the other party was not lying, the number of survivors was a little more reasonable, but it still seemed too many.

"What are you guys looking for?"

Without waiting for Pan Guoliang to continue thinking, the other party asked again, but his tone was very calm.

Pan Guoliang's eyes rolled: "We are here to find various supplies, food, drinks, and daily necessities."

"Really?" The Tucson driver suddenly smiled, made a flying drone gesture with his hands, and asked, "Just now I saw a drone flying around an oil tanker. Does it need fuel?"

Wu Lue and Pang Dakun looked at each other with astonishment in their eyes. Isn't this guy too cunning?
"Fuel is one of the supplies we are looking for."

Pan Guoliang touched his chin. He didn't expect that the other party had seen through their intentions. Maybe it was just a guess, but he guessed it right.

The Tucson driver did not answer directly, but turned around and discussed with the others.

About two minutes later, the Tucson driver said to Pan Guoliang: "The people in your country are the best and very trustworthy. I hope to do business with you!"

After hearing this, Pan Guoliang was stunned for a moment, then laughed strangely.

He remembered a friend once told him: if the rules are beneficial to you, then emphasize the rules; if morality is beneficial to you, then you must advocate morality!

It seems that this group of Koreans are well aware of this. There are only more than a dozen people left in a foreign country. Even if you don't believe what he said before that there are thousands of people in the camp, there are definitely more than these Koreans. The rules will be made by the strong, so we can only use morality to restrain them.

"Tell me, how do you want to trade?"

Pan Guoliang planned to ask first.

"We only have one request!"

At this time, a man walked up from the crowd. His Chinese proficiency was obviously much higher than that of the Tucson driver. His tone was still a little strange, but very fluent without stuttering.

"We want to return home, bring enough energy and supplies, and find a captain who can drive a cargo ship to take us back home!"

The man's tone was deep and firm.

(End of this chapter)