Doomsday Fortress

At the same time, it is less than one kilometer away from the entrance of the Daqingshan gathering place.

"Brother Yi, there are gunshots!"

Yang Zemeng, who was driving the explosion-proof vehicle, stopped crookedly on the road. The two armored vehicles and two tanks behind also stopped suddenly. Dozens of soldiers got out of the vehicle immediately and surrounded the small convoy, guarding the surroundings.

Now that the convoy is less than one kilometer away from the gathering place of Daqingshan, it is unavoidable to deal with it nervously.

"From which direction did the gunfire come from?"

Wang Yi looked out the window and turned to ask Li Weiping who was sitting behind.

"East, in that mountain!"

Li Weiping closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, and said, pointing to the mountain in the east of the convoy.

"This should be the specific location of the Daqingshan gathering place."

At this time, Luo Heng, who was in charge of vigilance, knocked on the window and said to Wang Yi.

"No abnormal situation was found around, it should not be us."

"Got it." Wang Yi nodded, pointing to the intersection in front of him that led to the gathering place of Weishan Lake.

"Go, pay attention to the surrounding situation."

The convoy started again and drove towards the Weishan Lake gathering place, but this time the speed has slowed down a lot, and always pay attention to the surrounding terrain to avoid any accidents.

"This is the gathering place of Daqingshan! It's great!"

Hearing Feng's words, the eye-eyed man couldn't help showing a hint of joy, and hurriedly took out a box of crumpled cigarettes from his pocket, a look of distress flashed in his eyes, and he took out a root that was almost broken. The cigarette was handed to Brother Feng and said at the same time.

"Wow, brothers, can we go in now?"

"Go in? What do you think!"

A greed flashed in Feng's eyes, and he grabbed the man's cigarette into his pocket and pointed at the men behind.

"If you want to go in, you have to let us check first, if you are scratched by zombies, wouldn't it be a mess if you go in!"

"Big brother, we all came from nearby, where did we meet any zombies."

The man in glasses said bitterly, this box of cigarettes was saved by his frugality, so he snatched it away.

"Stop the **** nonsense, you have to obey our management if you want to enter the gathering place!"

Brother Feng's face suddenly sank, and he pointed to the man in the glasses and said angrily.

"You, take off your clothes right now, we have to check it!"

"What, what?"

The man in glasses shivered with fright. Now it's a serious winter. The temperature outside is minus 20 degrees. Even if he wears a down jacket, he is cold and trembling, if he takes it off.

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"Wow, elder brothers, can you find a warmer place for inspection?" The man with glasses looked at the guns in the hands of Brother Feng and said weakly.

"Hey, let me go! Do I need to make a brazier for you and take a bath again!" Brother Feng raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly.

"Okay, that's great, then, then I will trouble a few big brothers." The glasses man took it seriously, and nodded gratefully.

"Hey, this kid is pretty beautiful!"

Brother Feng was angrily laughed a few times, and raised the gun fiercely. There were two shots banging. The bullets almost flew past the scalp of the man with glasses, and he almost sat on the ground without scaring him.

"Take it off for Laozi! Take it off now!" Feng Ge pointed at the man with glasses angrily.

"Yes, a few big brothers, don't shoot."

The spectacle man couldn't help shivering twice, glanced at the black muzzle, cursed in his heart, but didn't dare to disobey Feng Ge's meaning, and trembled and took off his down jacket.

"This dress is pretty good, now it belongs to Lao Tzu!"

Brother Feng grabbed the down jacket, first took off the torn jacket on his body, and then put on the down jacket.

"Big brother, you took my clothes away, what am I wearing"

The man in glasses has a bitter face, like an aggrieved little wife.

"No, isn't there a torn jacket? It belongs to you."

Brother Feng glanced at the torn jacket he had thrown on the snowdrift, raised his foot, and mentioned the man with glasses.

"Okay, okay."

The spectacle man nodded tremblingly. By now, he also knew that he had fallen into the wolf's den.

"Also, take off all the **** sweaters and pants on you!"

Brother Feng picked up the muzzle and stared at the man with glasses fiercely.

"Big, big brother, I really can't take it off, you can freeze to death this day!" The man with glasses pleaded bitterly.

"Hey, I said you want to go down, right?"

Brother Feng said uncomfortably, those dog legs behind him immediately stepped forward, and the man with glasses pretended to throw it under the bridge.

"I take it off, I take it off! Don't throw me down!"

The man in glasses howled like a pig, tears and nose streaming down.

"Isn't it enough to say that earlier."

Brother Feng waved his hand, and several of his men immediately pulled the man with the eyes back. In fact, they didn't dare to really do anything to the man with glasses, but just frightened him. Who would have thought that this kid should be so soft.

The man with eyes looked at Brother Feng in shock, gritted his teeth, took off all his clothes one by one, and stood barely in the snow.

"Yeah, it really didn't hurt."