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

After nearly two weeks of development, the Prime Minister's gathering place has grown from an initial population of several thousand to over ten thousand, and this number continues to grow with the passage of time and the expansion of the scope of information circulation.

Currently, the survivors of the Prime Minister's gathering place mainly live in the South Ring Road area. Because there are a large number of buildings here that have been completed but not yet put into use, it is very convenient to resettle the survivors as they can directly receive their packages and move in.

The reason why the Prime Minister's Gathering Place has been able to develop so rapidly, in addition to Gu Jianguo's leadership and overall planning, is mainly due to its own superior conditions.

As the second largest town in the province, Gu Jianguo, the manager, sincerely lamented that its conditions were too good. If the armed forces were stronger, it would have a chance to develop into the center of the southwest of Yezhou Province.

Its infrastructure far exceeds that of an average county-level city, allowing it to accommodate a large number of survivors.

The geographical location in a rural area means sparse population density and vast arable land.

This unique geographical location determines that the prime minister's gathering place is naturally safer and has a large granary compared to other similar cities.

Gu Jianguo once had someone estimate that even if there was no farming in the short term, just harvesting the crops already planted on the land would be enough to feed 50,000 people for a year.

This is only calculated based on the administrative scope of Zaixiang Town. If it is expanded to the surrounding towns and even the entire Fengmao County, this number will have to be increased several times!

So when the survivors of the night market were still hiding in their rooms shivering and could only rely on the radio to receive news from the outside world, some brave survivors in the prime minister's gathering place were already running around on will-o'-the-wisp.

buzz~

Outside a village a few kilometers away from the prime minister's gathering place, several young men with colorful hair, one of them riding a motorcycle with colorful lights on, were circling the entrance of the village, pedaling back and forth.

A few zombies with gray hair and wearing old-fashioned clothes fell behind them, howling in panic but helpless.

"Hahaha, Brother Nan, look at me playing with the old lady zombie!"

As he spoke, the blue-haired young man exerted force with his waist and lifted the front of the car up, with only the rear wheels touching the ground. He circled around an old woman zombie and patted the zombie on the head as he left.

"Hahaha, isn't that handsome?"

"Awesome! Look, I'm going to show you a real-life version of motorcycle violence!"

The yellow-haired young man slowed down, took the initiative to approach the old zombie behind him, and kicked hard with his right foot.

The old zombie in a plaid shirt lost his balance in an instant, and rolled into the paddy field by the roadside, his body covered with yellow mud.

"Hahaha! As expected of my generals, they are all very brave! Hahaha!"

"Let's find a target tonight and have some fun with the brothers!"

The purple-haired Nan laughed and promised

"Uh, Brother Nan, if we are caught in the gathering place, we will die. The last director's nephew was shot. We should stay out of the spotlight."

A green-haired young man riding a bicycle next to Nan advised with some concern.

"Yeah, Nanang, just go play with those gangster girls."

"It's so fun and so playful!"

"Those obedient girls should not do this for the time being. If they are caught, they will be shot."

"The one the day before yesterday really scared me. She was so brave. I thought she was just trying to scare me. Although it was handled cleanly, it shouldn't be discovered."

The yellow-haired young man who had just kicked the old zombie came to Nan on his bike and spoke with fear on his face.

When the others heard this, they couldn't help but recall the girl who was captured on the hill by them. She was crying and threatening to jump off the hill if they dared to do anything wrong.

A few people thought the girl was just threatening, and after a while of commotion, the girl actually jumped down.

"That shouldn't be the case. There are so many people coming into the gathering place every day. The officials above are so busy that they don't have time to take care of it."

Listening to the discussion of several younger brothers, Nan suddenly started to curse:

"What's there to be afraid of? Who have we in Luobo Village ever feared? Before the apocalypse, the authorities didn't dare to do anything to us, let alone after the apocalypse!"

"Who in the prime minister's gathering place doesn't know that we have the most people in Luobo Village and are brave enough to fight?"

"Touch us? Ask the people in the village if they agree first!"

Although Naan's words were full of arrogance, they were indeed based on facts. Before the end of the world, Luobuzhai, as the largest ethnic minority village in Prime Minister Town, was famous for its bravery, aggressiveness and group-building.

Local governments are unable to avoid mass incidents and sensitive ethnic issues, so they pretend not to see any of the vague issues.

This indirectly boosted the arrogance of the young and strong men in Luobuzhai, giving Naan the confidence to say these words now.

"And haven't you heard? It's all spread. The leader who shot the police station chief's nephew might be removed from his position."

"Is this true? I heard he's a high-ranking official! Who can get him?"

"No matter how high his position is, he is ignorant and starts to mess with us locals. Can we tolerate him?"

"So do you want to do it tonight? I don't force you. If you're scared, you don't have to come."

After hearing this, the younger brothers struggled for a while but finally decided to join.

Being lustful is one thing, but it’s mainly the sense of conquest brought by coercion and the satisfaction brought by trampling on the rules that make them so addicted!

"Okay, let's go and look for our target!"

"Hahaha, let's go! Playing with a zombie grandma is not as fun as playing with a girl!"

hum~

The motorcycle roared, and Nan and others stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, quickly getting rid of these old and frail zombies and heading towards the gathering place.

By the time the old zombie in the paddy field crawled out, the group of people had long disappeared.