infinite boiling

Chapter 322 High-profile entry
"Could it be the patrol team of the Iron Council again?" Gao Yu muttered, looking forward on tiptoe.

The newcomers' hearts tightened suddenly, their faces were full of worries, and their bodies unconsciously hid in the darkness behind them, not wanting to be seen by them. Chu Baichuan was the most rebellious, and at this time he had already pinned the watermelon knife to his belt, and secretly Pull the bolt of the AKM.

"Where are these people coming from?" Lu Fan raised his hand and directly shone the strong light of the LED flashlight on the faces of those people, without any regard for their identities.

Suddenly stabbed in the eye, the group of people covered their faces with their hands and cursed a lot. The two men with guns even deliberately rattled the bolts of the guns, trying to frighten the group of homeless people.

"Fanfan, don't make trouble." Zhang Bingcheng was startled, he didn't want to be shot to death.

"You're the one making trouble, it's just a group of miscellaneous fish fighting the autumn wind, what are you afraid of!" Lu Fan grabbed a grenade and was about to throw it out.

"If it's the soldiers of the Iron Council, would Old Paul dare to put on a fighting stance?" Tang Zheng snorted coldly, dissatisfied with Zhang Bingcheng's attitude of shrinking eggs.

The newcomers were relieved, but then they felt that they were too stupid to even see such details.

"Leader, they're stuck here just wanting some tolls. Just give it to any of them. These guys are the ones who don't have the guts to go out and pick up waste. They don't want to dirty your hands." Old Paul stared fiercely with a smile on his face. He glanced at Toreyev, who dared to kill even the Iron Council without blinking an eye, let alone you little shrimps.

"Old Paul, don't think that you can talk like that just because you know my dad, be careful that I will turn my face!" Toreyev roared sternly, his face couldn't hold back anymore, and the group of young people behind him also yelled.

In the gathering place, not everyone has the guts to go out to fight for their lives like Paul Jr. Among the younger generation, the timid ones are not small. At most, they just go to the sewer pipe to kill a few radiation rats. Most of the time Just running around on the second floor, doing some tricks, kidnapping, stealing and robbery. After all, every ten days and a half months, there will be some businessmen and homeless people who come from other gathering places.

"Toreyev, who are you scolding!" Little Paul was afraid of the Iron Council, but he was not afraid of them. He drew out the pistol at his waist, and Capa pulled the slide and pointed it at them.

"Hey, the shotgun has been changed, no wonder you are so tough." Toleyev's tone was full of sourness, he looked at Tang Zheng, saw their equipment, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and restrained himself a lot.

"Let's go!" Tang Zheng didn't want to waste time for these guys, and urged old Paul to hurry. If it wasn't for Alice's apron not to leak, it would be no problem to give them a few dead rats.

"I'm dreaming!" A young man with his own gun stood in front of Tang Zheng. He pushed the muzzle of the gun with the smooth rifling to his waist, and stretched out his hand to grab his rifle.

Tang Zheng flicked the muzzle of the gun with one hand, and the other hand quickly grabbed his hair and pulled it down violently. The unlucky ghost immediately lost his balance. Tang Zheng's knee knocked up and hit his face .

Bang, this guy didn't even twitch, he just collapsed on the ground and passed out, blood and saliva flowed from between his bruised lips.

Toreyev's dozen or so people were taken aback, and before they could react, several dark, brand-new guns were already pointed at them.

After all, these guys are gang fights, and they may be good at stabbing in gang fights, but when they really face the threat of death, their first reaction is to surrender.

After someone took the lead and threw away the rusty saber and iron pipe in their hands, the others also gave up resisting. The worst thing to do now is to be beaten, but if they persist, they may really be killed.

"Everyone put their hands on their heads and stand facing the wall." Lu Fan walked over, held the revolver and fired a shot, calling to little Paul, "Go and search, I just want the bottle cap."

This righteous robbery made the newcomers dumbfounded, but no one was surprised by the residents of the wasteland, and even Toleyev just cursed in a low voice with an unlucky face.

"They're poorer than me, so it would be nice if they could find a few bullets." Little Paul kicked Toreyev's ass, without doing anything himself, and yelled, "Take off your clothes gone."

More than a dozen people cursed and cursed little Paul, but their hands were not slow, because they were used to the cold anyway, and besides a whole set of torn clothes, they didn't have anything from before.

"Forget it, let's go." Tang Zheng noticed that little Paul didn't go to pick up their guns, obviously he didn't want to do too much, so he let them go.

After a small episode, Tang Zheng and others finally entered the first floor of the No. 12 gathering place. This used to be the Most Subway, but after more than 100 years, the space has been dug wider, and the railroad tracks can’t be seen. It is estimated that It was melted down by the Iron Council to make bullets.

"This is worse than the slums." Seeing this scene, the female models exclaimed. There are about five to six thousand people here, but less than one percent of them can be covered by tents. In the corner, with dull eyes, quietly waiting for the arrival of death.

Seeing Tang Zheng and others walking by, only some children stretched out their hands, looking at them expectantly, begging for food, and more people didn't even want to waste the effort of reaching out, because they knew what None.

"They don't even make a fire, aren't these people too lazy? There is no food, but there are plenty of firewood outside." A female model held her nose and said sarcastic remarks recklessly.

"Don't you look at who these people are, do they have physical strength? I guess they will die if they can't get out of the subway." Lu Fan gave them a blank look, very disdainful, these women actually still commented on others, probably stayed for a week , will also become a regular visitor here.

After being choked on, the female model didn't dare to reply, she didn't want to be kicked out of the team.

"The air here is terrible." Pang Meiqin could smell the stench in the air even though she was wearing a three-proof mask. "Will there be a plague?"

"So pray that you don't get sick, otherwise you should fight hard. You should know that a single cold medicine can ruin your family." Old Paul walked quickly, dispersing the children begging around, and explained, "These are all For orphans whose parents died or were abandoned, the council despised them for making trouble, and drove them out of the second floor."

"Tell me about the terrain." Tang Zheng's sympathy did not overflow. Before he felt safe, he had more things to worry about.

"There are four passages into the second floor in the southeast and the northwest. It's easy to recognize and you don't need to remember it at all." The old Paul led everyone to the east area, a cement road that was enough for three tanks to run side by side, and went down obliquely. After about 20 meters, Everyone saw the street scene on the second floor,

There are all stone streets here and there. The houses on both sides are not built of bricks, but cave dwellings that are directly pulled out of the soil, and then painted with a layer of waterproof building materials on the outside, so it looks very rustic, but it is similar to the upper floor. Than, it is already a paradise on earth.

"The amount of radiation here is less than the safe value, so you don't need to wear three-proof suits." As soon as Sholokhov finished speaking, he found that the young leader was already looking at the Geiger counter.

The prostitutes standing outside the door soliciting customers saw Tang Zheng and his party, and immediately greeted Tang Zheng enthusiastically, and blew kisses. They were wearing revealing clothes, and the cloth strips on their bodies could only cover the most important parts, but it was not enough. I took off the bra and had it inspected.

"Hey, as long as you have four black buns, you can have sex with the most outstanding prostitute on the second floor!" A woman who was closest to Tang Zheng and the others walked over, deliberately twisting her posture to attract attention.

Except for Tang Zheng, all the men turned their eyes away, and the urban management and the peddler even looked like they were taking advantage of it, staring at the prostitute's breasts.

"Brother, that's so big!" An Ning sucked back the snot, secretly glanced at the prostitute's breasts, and shared his discovery with An Ping.

"How is it, little brother, are you interested?" The prostitute's eyes are very accurate, and she can tell at a glance that Tang Zheng, who is walking in the front, is the leader, and he is well prepared, but seeing that he is not interested in her, the clever prostitute immediately Changed the target and went to the Anping brothers.

Because of the gift of the Trojan horse, the survivors have all learned Russian, so they can understand these words.

"As long as four black buns and two bullets are fine." The prostitute squatted down without any reservations, first kissed An Ning, then hugged him,

"Brother." An Ning was caught off guard and couldn't stand firmly. He was at a loss and asked his brother for help.

The urban management and peddlers were envious. Although this big Russian girl was a little dark, dirty, and mediocre in appearance, she was a real big horse. The two of them were tempted, and they reached into their pockets and touched the back of the magazine. , I immediately felt like a millionaire.

"Actually, this wasteland world is not bad." The urban management and the peddler exchanged glances and reached a tacit agreement.

"Go away." Seeing the prostitute pestering An Ning, Sholokhov immediately walked out, swung the SVD with both hands, and smashed her shoulder with the butt of the gun.

"If you want to vent, you'd better find a prostitute you know, or be careful that they wipe your neck when you sleep." Old Paul looked at the urban management and the peddler with smiling faces, and said, "Otherwise, the magazines that Leader gave you will become Someone else's spoils."

"200 meters to the east from here, there is a black iron bar. I know the strippers there. They are beautiful, have good skin, and they can get a [-]% discount." Old Paul turned into a pimp again and started to solicit business.

The urban management and peddlers had never received this kind of treatment in reality, and they immediately felt a little smug, and felt that they were uncles, so they snorted to show that they knew.

"Forget it, you broke her face, how can you still work?" Tang Zheng took out a magazine from his backpack with his backhand, retracted four 5.45mm bullets, and threw them to the smashed prostitute sitting on the ground begging for mercy.

"Thank you." The prostitute was grateful to Dade, she didn't dare to pester her anymore, and left in a hurry.

"What are you doing to the bullet? It's too wasteful." The city management yelled, thinking that Tang Zheng was a fool, at least he wanted to touch it.

Tang Zheng ignored him, turned to the newcomers, and asked, "It's time to discuss it, what are you going to do?"

(End of this chapter)