Global wasteland: I hid in an air-raid shelter to build a nuclear bomb

Chapter 68 Which man doesn't like lighting a cigarette with a gun.

"Good."

Chen Fa nodded lightly, and didn't speak any more, just quietly looking at the backs of Lao Yang and the others.

After Sun Buchi hesitated for a while, he took out a pack of cigarettes from his arms and handed it to Chen Fa: "Will that brother want a cigarette?"

However, in the next second, after seeing Chen Fan's cold face, he couldn't help shrinking his neck and said with a smile, "Forget it, I will do it myself."

Then he took out a lighter from his pocket and lit the cigarette in his mouth.

"Ah."

Looking at this scene, Chen Fa couldn't help laughing angrily: "Is there a fire?"

"Of course." After taking a deep breath, Sun Buchi sighed in the smoke, "But wouldn't it be cool to light a cigarette with a gun?"

"You know what man doesn't like to light a cigarette with a gun."

Soon Lao Yang and others also picked up all the props.

"En." Chen Fa, who stuffed the props into his arms, raised his cane and tapped on the ground, then stood at the entrance of the subway and glanced around: "Then let's find some employees."

"Let me see where there are more survivors hiding."

"I know." Sun Buchi immediately raised his hand and replied, "I've been riding around on a motorcycle every day for the past two days, and I know there is a small road with many survivors hiding in the shops on both sides."

"Well, lead the way ahead."

"it is good."

Ah Huang sighed again, hesitated for a while, and then said: "Brother Fa, didn't we drop a blueprint for a tank? I think it's better for us to collect resources as soon as possible to build this tank."

"At least one normal vehicle."

Lao Yang turned his head to look at Ah Huang blankly: "Do you mean that I am not normal?"

Ah Huang looked at Lao Yang speechlessly: "Brother Yang, do you have to put yourself in the role of a vehicle?"

"Stop talking nonsense."

Looking down at the piece of rope that was stuffed in his hand again, Ah Huangsheng raised his head to the sky with unlovely eyes, and suddenly he missed the old days of picking up waste.

Although there are life and death crises at all times, at least there is a normal means of transportation.

Soon the group of people followed Sun Buwa to the so-called alley full of survivors.

The old sheep stared at the faint flames burning in front of him, the air was filled with the strange smell of meat and gunpowder smoke, and the alley full of black charred corpses and debris was silent for a while before he spoke.

"Sun is not too late, is this alley the survivor you're talking about?"

"It's this one." Sun Buchi frowned, staring at the corpses all over the floor: "However, there may be some problems."

"But I really didn't lie to you. When I passed by here yesterday, I heard survivors on both sides of the street begging for help."

"There are really a lot of survivors here."

"Ah."

Lao Yang nodded his head lightly, stared at the street full of unknown number of corpses in front of him, and said expressionlessly: "I can see it."

However, just when a few people thought that this trip was going to return in vain, and they were going to look elsewhere.

A faint cry for help came from a low building about ten meters away: "Big brothers, do you have anything to eat?"

Lao Yang froze for a moment and turned his head to look, only to see a woman poking her head out of the window on the second floor of a low building on the side at the entrance of the street, asking for help.

Chen Fa and the others didn't hesitate much, so they walked up to the low building with their things in their hands. This low building has about four or five floors, like a combination of a hotel and an Internet cafe.

"Have."

The old sheep nodded, took out a large bag of steamed buns from his arms and threw them on the ground: "Come out and get it, everyone has a share."

A trace of longing for steamed buns flashed in the woman's eyes, and she quickly stretched her head back. After whispering whispers from the second floor, the door on the first floor was opened soon.

There were about four, no.

And Lao Yang stared at the group of people, those women who were obviously tall and stood out from the crowd, froze for a moment and then murmured: "Yo, you won the jackpot?"

Then he beckoned to these women and called them to his side.

After a rough scan, his height is about 175, almost catching up with him. His figure is obviously trained, and his diet may have been controlled before, but it may be because he has been hiding here all year round.

The clothes are all dirty, the hair is all sticky together, the oil on the face is more conspicuous because I haven't washed my face for a long time, as for the makeup, it's gone long ago.

It looks a little unsatisfactory.

He frowned slightly and said, "What are you doing on Blue Star?"

"Forehead"

After several women looked at each other, hesitantly said: "Freelance."

"Then it's no problem." Lao Yang nodded in satisfaction: "Come over and stand behind me, I have some steamed buns here, take them, and a few bottles of water, wash off the oil on your face, it looks like It's too much of an eyesore."

On the other hand, Sun Buchi opened his mouth slowly and looked at Lao Yang in disbelief: "Brother, isn't it, it's the end of the world, and you still think about such things?"

"What's wrong with this kind of thing?"

Lao Yang looked at Sun Buchi with a displeased expression on his face: "Why are you pretending to be noble? It's a fair deal. If the few of them express any disapproval, I'll let them go without saying a word."

"No, what I mean is" Sun Buchi hesitated and said, "Isn't it too greedy to eat four for one person?"

"You don't care about me, I have been greedy since I was a child, and I have to order three portions for every meal."

After the women who were wolfing down the steamed buns looked at each other, they quickly glanced at the men in front of them. From the tone of their voices, it was obvious that the fat man had a higher status.

He didn't speak, but leaned closer to the old sheep.

"Get the fuck away from me."

Lao Yang looked at the women in front of him with dissatisfaction: "I haven't showered for a few days, my body stinks, and you're so fucking close to me, you want to fuck me to death?"

"When I go back later, everyone will take a shower, clean up for me, and then come out and dangle in front of my eyes."

As soon as the words fell, the eyes of several women flashed a light, and they can still take a bath?
At this time, Ah Huang had already counted, and turned to look at Brother Fa: "I have counted Brother Fa, there are a total of 34 men and 16 women, not counting the four from Lao Yang's side."

"Ah."

Chen Fa nodded his head lightly, lowered his head and thought for a while, the people who can still be hungry at this point in time are those who dare not fight monsters for their lives, also known as timid people.

"Take them all back, and block the entrance of the subway station with a city wall."

"Let's start digging along the subway tunnel."

Soon, the group was brought to the subway station.

There were quite a few scattered monsters along the way, but they never encountered groups of monsters again, and they were easily dealt with by a few people.

Chen Fa looked at the people in front of him, patted his hands and said casually: "I have steamed buns, sausages, Laoganma, mineral water and other daily necessities here. Everything you can see here, except for the load-bearing pillars, can be dug."

"Be careful, if someone accidentally digs the load-bearing pillars, I will pour you all in cement and use them as load-bearing pillars."

"Just use a certain amount of resources to find old sheep to exchange for food, and the specific price will be marked out later."

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(End of this chapter)