Chapter 229

(people always say it's the 2K party. Today's last watch I send 3K. The excessive plot these days is a little boring. Hehe, forgive me.)

Women in the last days are miserable. They constantly have to avoid zombies and hunger, and they also have to face the men who vent their animal desires to them under the pressure of the last days. Zhang Xiaoqiang has found many women, Most of them have been tormented and numb by men, sometimes even they don't know the meaning of their life.

The women in front of them are not empty and numb. They are afraid. They try their best to wrap up the bare places on their bodies and hide themselves behind their heterosexual companions. When they see the fighters with guns on their backs looking at them wantonly, they tremble with fear.

These ragged, yellow and skinny men came to Zhang Xiaoqiang's body and were pointed at by countless guns. These men were like quails in a rainstorm. They did not dare to do anything but shrink their heads, waiting for this man to decide their fate.

Before Zhang Xiaoqiang spoke, Wang Le behind him took the lead. He looked at the slim bald man who was nearly 50 years old and spoke.

"Ha ha... Isn't this director Ma? Oh, Hello! What's wrong with your big belly, size 43? "

Director Ma didn't know what he looked like before. His clothes obviously didn't fit. His upper coat and lower trousers were much bigger. Others tied his waist with a belt. He tied his trousers with a faded nylon rope he didn't know where to find. But the waist of his trousers was too big, and a large section of it hung down, The white substrate on the inside of the waistband is dyed black by a layer of black oil.

Director Ma narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Le for a long time. Before the end of the world, Wang Le was careful. He had a family and children. For his own job, he pretended to be a grandson in front of others. When the end of the world came, he lost everything he could lose, but he still lived better than those men who ate chicken feed by relying on his skills.

After he met Zhang Xiaoqiang, his fortune changed. Thanks to the good news, he was promoted by Zhang Xiaoqiang to be the small factory director of the repair shop. With Zhang Xiaoqiang's attention, he lived better than before. After he had a little power, he had self-confidence. Now he is in high spirits, It's hard for familiar people to connect him with the humble little man he used to be.

"Fun... Are you fun?" Director Ma finally remembered that he called Wang Le's nickname in the workshop. At that time, he used to make fun of Wang Le. His name had the word "Yue". Others called him "Yue Zi". On the contrary, no one could remember his name. Now director Ma naturally called his nickname.

"No, no, no, I don't call it fun. I'm Wang Le, the director of the hot spring base machinery factory, Wang Le. Please remember it for me

Wang Le quit when he heard director Ma call him a nickname. Now he's one of the top ten of the seven hundred people. How can people call him the nickname of the last man?

A layer of sweat immediately seeped out of director Ma's glossy forehead. He didn't rely on pure flattery to achieve his position as director. He had a very good way of looking at people. He was an old fox of human essence.

Wang Le's dress is different from that of the soldiers who pressed him to come. Others are wearing yellow uniforms and a M1 helmet on his head. Wang Le is fully armed. He is wearing a dark gray stab proof suit, a police bulletproof suit with the words "special police" on the outside, and a polymer helmet with a skin and a police badge on his head, There is a type 92 pistol on the holster shining with oil on the waist. Everyone else is a type 56 submachine gun, but Wang Le carries a strange shaped sniper crossbow on his back.

All of these let director Ma know that Wang Le is not simple.

"Mr. Wang... Mr. Wang... Ha ha, welcome Mr. Wang to inspect the work."

In a hurry, director Ma took out the previous way to welcome the superior. Wang Le was called by director Wang. Fortunately, his brain was not mixed. He interrupted director Ma's flattery and introduced the situation to Zhang Xiaoqiang.

At the moment, director Ma was the former workshop director of Wang Le. At that time, he was a very fat man. Obviously, he didn't live very well after the end of the world. Other men Wang Le was not very familiar with him. He had a small circle in the past and was very low-key. Naturally, he didn't know many people. But from the perspective of the head of the workshop technology, we can see that, Among them, more than 30 men are workshop workers, and the calluses on their mouths and fingers can't deceive him.

He knows a few of those ten women. They are all office clerks. Generally, they have to hand over the salary deduction and the penalty list. Other women should be similar to them. But a woman in her forties impressed Wang Le deeply. Every time she ate in the canteen, the woman gave him half as much pork as others. I think of this, Wang Le is so angry that his teeth itch. Over the years, he has to eat less meat than others.After Wang Le's narration, Zhang Xiaoqiang realized that Wang Le was lucky. During that time, the factory had a tight task and had to arrange people to work on night shift. They didn't have night shift fee here, so everyone didn't want to work on night shift. So director Ma, the workshop director, let those who were usually very old and didn't dare to stab, work on night shift.

Wang Le was chosen as the first one because of his honesty for decades. Although Wang Le was good at technique and solid at work, he was bullied by others. The fund-raising room in the factory didn't have his share. He had to ride a bicycle for two hours every day to return to his home in the suburbs. Just when he was halfway there, the virus broke out.

Looking at Wang Le, who doesn't know whether it's bad luck or lucky, Zhang Xiaoqiang looks at these terrified factory employees.

"All right, this is our leader. You don't deserve to know who he is now. As long as you know, our leader has nearly a thousand people under him, and there is no shortage of machine guns and cannons. Those monsters who scare you so much have been killed tens of thousands by our head. Our head has a rule that if you are obedient, you will live. If you are not obedient, you will die, "Death"

When his former colleagues showed up, Wang Le began to pretend to be a tiger. When Zhang Xiaoqiang heard that, he was too lazy to pay any attention to him. He took several people to other warehouses. Director Ma had eyes. When he saw that his head was about to leave, even his companions didn't care, so he followed behind.

Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't speak, and the team members didn't stop him, so he let him follow. Wang Le saw that he wanted to follow, but he saw the eight AA machine guns left in the warehouse, and he stayed. He was always a man who put work first.

The efficiency of this factory is very good, so there are plenty of materials in the warehouse. Looking at the steel cables full of the warehouse, Zhang Xiaoqiang is not interested in these things. He doesn't make machinery. What's the use of these things?

The unhappiness on Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was seen by director Ma. He stepped forward to get close to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Several black guns pointed at his forehead. Director Ma's bald head, which had no hair, began to sweat again.

Zhang Xiaoqiang glanced at him and waved. The team members moved the muzzle of the gun away from his head. Director Ma resisted the urination when he was attacked by the muzzle of the gun and leaned against Zhang Xiaoqiang again.

"Is this big head collar disappointed to see these things?" Director Ma fawns on him as he approaches.

Zhang Xiaoqiang frowned and looked at director Ma, who was so low-key that he nodded. These things are used in the base. They are dispensable. Today's harvest is very good. There are nine 14.5mm antiaircraft machine guns, plus a few machining workshops with complete facilities, and more than 30 men who understand machinery, The machinery factory of the base has turned several steps.

But looking at these materials in the warehouses, Zhang Xiaoqiang has some tasteless food, but it's a pity to discard them.

"Chief, I know there are good things, clothes, food, cooking oil, everything

This is an independent small building. What the small building and Zhang Xiaoqiang saw before is a product of the same era. On the front door of the small building, there is a sign with black characters on the copper bottom, "trade union of XXX cable machine factory". The front door of the trade union is locked, Looking at the dust in front of the door, it seems that nothing has come for a long time.

On the side of the building, there is a driveway leading to the back of the building. I can see that there are several small warehouse like buildings behind the building. Zhang Xiaoqiang and they started to walk back. As they walked, director Ma said.

The benefits of the factory are good, and the welfare of the workers is good. Usually, they will be given some toilet water, shampoo, toothpaste, and small welfare in the towel. It's even worse when the festival is over. Rice and edible oil are the foundation. What kind of wine and fruit are there? Delicately packaged shanweier wax, biscuits, sweets, peanuts and melon seeds are still ordinary workers, If the cadres and leaders, that's even worse. Famous cigarettes and wine are moved to their homes box by box. The first dry goods are all 16 dried abalone, not to mention shark fin.

Zhang Xiaoqiang walked forward slowly while listening to Director Ma's extravagance. He had found something wrong here. There were some dry corpses lying in some corners. There were no signs of animals biting on the corpses. There was only one possibility. These corpses were dragged there after being killed.

Thinking that there are living people here, Zhang Xiaoqiang gives a wink to the team members on the side. The four team members pull the bolt together. The action of the team members pulling the bolt makes director Ma nervous again. Until he finds that none of them is aimed at him, he doesn't scare the urine out.

Zhang Xiaoqiang found more traces. On the road under his feet, because no one had cleaned it for a long time, there were many footprints on it. The footprints were not big and didn't look like men's big feet. One person's footprints were too shallow to be seen, forming a sharp contrast with other footprints on the side