The end of the world: the beginning of the red police ten consecutive draws

"Okay." Lu Xuan is not afraid of being exposed, since he has established a base, sooner or later someone will find out.What's more, if you don't introduce yourself on the radio, others don't know your situation, and no one will make a deal with you.

"Lu Xuan, the people in these big bases are eager to exchange guns, ammunition, weapons, food, etc., a series of daily necessities and combat supplies on the radio. After they knew that I needed jewelry, gold and silver, they laughed at me, I was puzzled. But some people from the small base said they could exchange supplies with me, but this is a small base after all, and they don’t have much gold and silver jewelry. I told them that I set a time, and they are ready to prepare.”

"Well, don't be too busy to determine the time, let them collect the things we need, and after reaching a certain amount, they can exchange them with us. In addition, you also need to tell me what supplies they need. How about it, You write it down and give it to me, from now on, I will also let the soldiers collect it."

"By the way, the location of this transaction is preferably a compromise between the two bases."

"Okay, how do you determine the price of this material?"

"This...you can set it yourself, but you have to know that gold is worthless now, and it's not as much as a piece of steamed bun, so you know it well, don't set it too high."

"Okay, I'll write down the supplies they need for you later."

"Give it to me now." Lu Xuan said.

Gao Jian immediately took out the pen and paper and started writing.

Soon, a list of supplies was listed.On this list, they can also meet the guns.Some guns were confiscated from people in Qinglan Prison, as well as places like the police station.

By the way, a soldier was sacrificed before, and his gun remained.Red police fighters and guns are interdependent. Without fighters, the functions of this gun, such as the function of automatically updating bullets in 24 hours, will disappear.

So it's useless to keep it in Lu Xuan's hands, it can be replaced.

Lu Xuan thought for a moment and made a decision. He first called over Shen Hui, the leader of the second row patrolling the gate.

"Look at this list, copy a few copies, and give them to the survivors in the hotel. And tell them, except for the minors and the elderly, the others must accompany the army. The soldiers are responsible for cleaning up the zombies, and they are responsible for collecting supplies against the list."

"Here, three trucks are used to transport them."

"understand!"

Shen Hui is a person with strong action and execution ability. He found a few soldiers in his platoon, and they quickly copied a lot of greetings.Take it back to the hotel and distribute it.

"How is it?" Lu Xuan asked after seeing Shen Hui coming back from the hotel.

"Most people expressed their support, especially the students who showed great interest. But there are some survivors who are a little dissatisfied with your mission."

"Well, who are these people?"

"These people are relatively close to the chief's family, and they think this job is not suitable for them."

"Understood, you can go back and tell them. If you don't want to do this job, it is disobedience to the rules. If this is the case, then you don't have to stay in my base. Pack up your things and leave quickly. "

"Good sir."

Lu Xuan was not used to their bad tempers.

Sure enough, these words were very useful, and when Shen Hui came back, the matter had already been settled.

"Sir, it's done."

"There is no further objection."

"No, although I feel unwilling, no one dares to say it again."

With his younger sister and Qu Shubin in charge of these people, Lu Xuan felt at ease. Under their supervision, no one dared to say anything.

Lu Xuan didn't have to rely on these survivors, he had to rely on his own fighters for some things.Besides, at this time, he does not support idlers, so he resolutely rejects those who do not obey orders.

After dealing with these matters, Lu Xuan went upstairs to rest. After all, tomorrow is a new day, and he also has a lot of things to do.

In the dead of night, the big head that had fallen miraculously woke up.

"Uh... I'm not dead..." The big head moved the sore body.

When he thought about it, he realized that one of his arms was missing.

After a while, the big head woke up: "Yes, I cut it off myself, otherwise it would be infected, yes..."

"No, I have to get up quickly and tell Boss Song about this."

So, the big head struggled to get up, thinking that it would be painful to cut off an arm.But now there is no expected pain at all.

He checked his wound suspiciously, but was startled.

The severed place has a tendency to heal, but it has not completely healed, and some black blood oozes from the wound.

"This...impossible, only the blood of zombies is black. Could it be that I..."