The last leader of the world starts with an elite infantry squad!

"Tell me, what's going on with the army entering the city?"

After sending the woman away, Qian Zihao lay on the sofa with his chest half exposed, looking very satisfied.

Seeing this, the younger brother who came to report the news was no longer surprised, or perhaps, this was the life he longed for!

If it's not for the purpose of doing whatever one wants, who would be willing to tie their head to their belt?

"Boss, our informants reported that the army suddenly entered the city just now. The formation is not small, with more than 30 transport vehicles!"

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Qian Zihao, who was in sage mode, suddenly opened his eyes, with visible panic on his face.

"The army is entering the city? Why the hell are you saying that now!" Qian Zihao's eyes were wide open, and he picked up the glass on the coffee table and threw it in front of his younger brother.

bang~

The sound of the glass breaking made the entire private room quiet in an instant. The man looked confused and the woman was trembling.

You should know that although Qian Zihao is not tall and strong, he is known as Tyrannosaurus in the black circle of the gathering place. Not only does he have a bad temper, but his methods are also extremely cruel!

"Boss... just... just you..."

The young man who brought the news was frightened like a quail, stammering, and he didn't even dare to wipe the cut on his face caused by the flying glass shards.

..

Huhuhu~

Qian Zihao also knew that now was not the time to get angry, so he took a few deep breaths and controlled his emotions.

"Describe the situation!"

"There were many, many long military vehicles, and they were surrounded by survivors who were watching the excitement. Many people were welcoming the troops into the city. The scene was quite spectacular!"

"I..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qian Zihao's chest rose and fell violently and rapidly like a spring bed. He grabbed a cup again and smashed it at his younger brother, this time at a person!

"Fuck you, idiot!"

Because he used too much force, veins bulged on Qian Zihao's neck!

"You want me to say the army is magnificent? I haven't seen a military parade? Are you crazy?"

"Do you want me to send you to join the army?! It will be even more spectacular when we are caught and used for target practice. Do you want to applaud?!"

"I'm asking you how long it will take for your army to enter the city? How many people are there? Which direction are they heading? Will they act as a group or separately?!"

"Who brought this idiot?"

Hearing this, several small leaders who were hugging women in the private room lowered their heads and dared not move their hands on their companions' legs, for fear of attracting attention.

"I'm the boss..."

"I'm sorry, Boss. It's my fault for not disciplining me properly and not knowing the rules!"

A short but very strong man in black leather jacket stood up from the corner, apologized and yelled at the younger brother who had been scolded:

"Are you fucking stupid? Hurry up and tell me!"

oh oh..

After being warned by the leather jacket leader, the younger brother who reported the news just barely reacted and quickly told out all the information he knew:

"There are more than 30 cars, but I don't know how many people are on them. Anyway, they are all full. They came in from the south gate and went north. They didn't disperse..."

..

More than 30 cars?

Qian Zihao estimated the number of people, and although it wasn't a full-scale attack, it was probably not much different...

From south to north?

The inner guards were stationed in the south, and going north was the direction of the gathering place of the Night Army. With so many people marching...

Hmm...it shouldn't be directed at people like us...

After this analysis, Qian Zihao felt much relieved, but he was not completely reassured.

"Lao Hei, quickly arrange for our brothers to hide and go back to work first!"

To be on the safe side, Qian Zihao plans to keep a low profile for now.

Qian Zihao's faction is called the Mutual Aid Association, and its main members are survivors working in construction teams.

The original purpose of its establishment was for survivors to help each other and overcome difficulties together, but as time went on, its meaning gradually began to change.

Members of the gang become close friends and mediate friction with other survivors.

How to adjust it?

They mainly rely on their numbers to convince others with reason. If words fail to communicate and the other party refuses to kneel down and admit their mistakes, they will occasionally use their fists like raindrops!

It is precisely because such violent mediation situations have become more and more common that mutual aid associations have naturally begun to collect protection fees from their members.

The reason is to compensate the labor costs of the supporting workers. After all, every member has a job, and taking leave will deduct points. It is definitely not okay to always do it for love!!!

After the protection fees from internal members were collected, Qian Zihao and other organizers of the mutual aid association also tasted the sweetness!

After all, how many points can one get from working for a month? If they just take a little bit of protection money, it would be enough for them to work hard for a whole year.

So my mind was opened again. Since we collect protection fees internally, wouldn’t it be easy to collect them from outside?

To the extent that now, the mutual aid society, which originally had good intentions and was intended to protect the interests of ordinary survivors, has gradually degenerated into a thoroughly evil group!

...

"understand!"

The little leader in black leather jacket immediately understood Qian Zihao's order when he heard it!

What is the biggest support of our mutual aid association? Isn't it to mingle with ordinary survivors? You are in me, and I am in you!

We gather together when there is nothing to do and disperse into the crowd when there is something to do. Once I put on work clothes, how can the officials tell whether I am right or wrong?

...

However, evil forces like the Mutual Aid Society were destined to be busy. The long line of military vehicles was like a dark green python, shuttling through the entire Qinghe gathering area from south to north.

Outside the north gate, the two construction battalions of the First Construction Division seconded by Hu Junfeng have all arrived. A total of one thousand people are distributed in the beds of more than 30 engineering transport vehicles, and each one is packed to the brim, like bean sprouts in a vegetable basket.

buzz~

"So many people? Aren't they a squadron? A squadron this big?"

Hearing the noise, Hu Junfeng got out of a black SUV and was shocked when he saw the internal security convoy coming out of the city gate.

This huge movement instantly attracted the construction workers on the roadside engineering vehicles. They stretched their necks and looked at the roaring internal security convoy with excitement.

"Oh my god, Lao Wang, what a big scene! So many vehicles, so many troops?" a survivor shouted excitedly.

戚~

The construction worker called Lao Wang adjusted the safety helmet on his head and a disdainful expression appeared on his rough face.

"I really have never seen the world!"

"You're late. I've seen bigger scenes than this every day! Before this, I was too lazy to even take a look."

?

So loud?

Could it be that this Old Wang was some important figure in the past?

Thinking of this, the survivor who exclaimed also looked at Lao Wang seriously.

She is not good-looking, has rough skin, yellow teeth, and her eyes are a little crooked...

Even the ugly ones have some characteristics, but this Lao Wang can only be considered mediocre at best.

Is it true that you can’t judge a person by his appearance?

"Brother Wang? Where did you hold a high position before? Are you tired of such grand scenes?" The survivor looked flattering.

hey~

When the construction worker named Lao Wang mentioned this, he immediately said proudly:

"When I was queuing up and sleeping on the street outside our department, all the people coming and going were the commander's own troops!"

"Don't even mention these old transport vehicles. When troops travel, they use armored vehicles at the very least. Tanks and self-propelled artillery are even more common!"

"I'm tired of watching it so much, so I'll try something new every now and then, like a formation of armed helicopters flying around!"

"Tsk tsk, that's spectacular!"

"So that's it? Just to scare you youngsters who just came into the gathering!"

Hearing this, the survivors of the old night solstice around them all nodded with pride!

That’s the qualifications!

When we lived with Chief Gu, we even slept on the curb of the headquarters!

Why is it called headquarters?

Because many old survivors are proud of having lived in the Yeda gathering place, and are unwilling to admit that the current Qinghe gathering place is another gathering place. In their opinion, this is also Yeda, but it is just a little farther away and can be considered a branch!

As old survivors of the nightlife gathering place, they have their own identity!

ps: Damn it, I have to review for the final exam, and I will watch it when I wake up tomorrow.