545: C545 80 Food

C545 80 Food

The northern winter was destined to be extraordinary. Even during the day, there was a temperature of -20 degrees Celsius. As far as the eye could see, it was completely covered in snow.

The place where Grand Green Mountain was gathered was located in the center of the Grand Green Mountain, and on three sides, there were majestic mountain ranges. In the middle, there was a huge plain area for the survivors to catch their breath, and in front of the gathering place was a ravine that was twenty meters wide and nearly ten meters deep. Other than the seemingly explaining wooden bridge above, there was no other way to enter the gathering place.

"Captain Chen, there are survivors ahead!"

At the end of the wooden bridge, a skinny man in tattered cotton robes was sitting cross-legged on a wooden observation deck that was around two meters tall.

He held the camouflage telescope in front of his eyes and yelled excitedly.

In his line of sight, he saw two small, shabby cars slowly driving towards the gathering place in the snow.

"Damn it, I've finally waited!"

A brawny man came out from the observation platform cursing. Before he could say anything, a gust of cold wind blew past him. The man couldn't help but sneeze and hurriedly tightened his cotton-padded jacket.

"F * ck, where are the survivors?!" The man shouted to the skinny man on the watchtower.

"We'll be here soon, Bro Feeng."

The skinny man jumped down from the watchtower like a monkey and handed the binoculars to Bro Feeng with a fawning expression.

Bro Feeng picked up the binoculars and looked forward. Sure enough, two old cars were slowly driving towards them. Looking at the deep imprint on the wheels, there must be a lot of good stuff inside.

"Come out and work for laozi!" A fat sheep is coming! "

Bro Feeng kicked the watchtower beside him.

"Clang!"

With a loud sound, the observation platform that was entirely made of solid wood was actually shook a few times by Bro Feeng's kick and almost fell down.

"Bro Feeng's strength has increased again." Seeing this, the skinny man hurriedly started to flatter him.

"Of course, I have the First Level Evolutionist right now!" Bro Feeng said arrogantly.

With Grand Green Mountain gathering at three hundred thousand survivors and less than a thousand people, he certainly had the qualifications to act arrogantly.

"Bro Feeng, could it be the Third Boss' group?" They had already left for nearly half a month. Even if they were to die, they should at least return a few people, right?

Five or six men in ragged cotton jackets and military coats came out of the observation deck in a hurry. They looked at Bro Feeng with envy.

"Come back my ass!" You want to be on the same level as Boss and Second Boss with that bear like Du Yongsan? I don't think he even knows how he died! "

Bro Feeng spat on the ground with a carefree look on his face.

"Hehe, that's true. He wants to be our third brother just because he found some supplies. I think he's dreaming!"

"He went out for half a month and didn't come back. He must have been f * cking killed by zombies. Do you really think Boss sent him out to gather materials? With that small amount of weapon, don't you understand that we need to kill them?"

While they were talking, the two cars had arrived in front of the wooden bridge.

"Bamboo Pole, shoot twice for laozi, remind them!" Bro Feeng said with a greedy expression as he looked at the two cars.

"Alright!"

The skinny man suddenly threw the rifle on his back towards his chest. Judging from his familiar appearance, he must have shot quite a few times.

"Da Da Da …"

The sound of gunfire suddenly rang out, and it was especially ear-piercing in the tornadoes of the valley.1

"Fuck, I've told you so many times, shoot away from me!"

Bro Feeng knocked his ears that were buzzing in annoyance and smacked the skinny man far away.

"Next time, I'll pay attention. I'll pay attention." The skinny man grimaced in response to the slap, but he still nodded and forced a smile.

"Once? "Next time, I will just throw you down!"

Bro Feeng pointed at the deep ditch in front of him. He ignored the skinny man and looked towards the two cars that were parked in the middle of the bridge.

"Brothers, attack!" "Remember, 80% of the food and weapons are confiscated. As for the women …"

"How's the woman?" A man with a vulgar face smiled obscenely.

"Woman? Of course it's to let us have a good time! "

Bro Feeng's face revealed a lustful smile as he screamed and led his men towards the two cars.

"Creak!"

The car door that was filled with ice was pushed open. A man with glasses and a thin and weak figure, wearing a dirty down jacket, staggered out.

As he came in contact with the cold air outside, a white mist immediately appeared on his glasses. The man saw a few blurry figures rushing over and hurriedly wiped his glasses as he spoke carefully.

"May I ask if this is the gathering place for Grand Green Mountain? We heard that this place can accommodate the survivors … "

"Of course it's at the Grand Green Mountain area. Can't you see that it's such a big sign!"

Bro Feeng casually raised his rifle onto his shoulder, and pointed at a huge signboard on the bridge behind him with a face full of pride. On the signboard, the words "Grand Green Mountain Gathering Place" were written crookedly.

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