Chapter 293

"Hmm... where did this bunch of guys run off to?"

Zhang Su rubbed his chin, feeling somewhat depressed. Just as he was pricking up his ears to listen carefully for movement...

Pfft-pfft, whoosh.

A sound came from deep within the warehouse!

Zhang Su looked closely; a wooden door was lifted from the ground, the tarpaulin covering it was tossed aside, and the door leading to the basement was opened.

Immediately after, he saw some people emerging from the underground with dusty faces...

Of course, this was only Zhang Su's field of vision.

In the eyes of others, they only knew that there was movement inside the warehouse, but it was pitch black and they couldn't see anything clearly!

"What movement!"

"Right, I remember there was a guy named Uncle Huo; I haven't seen him the whole time. Is he hiding in the warehouse?"

The people of Dachiabao Township also became alert, one after another showing nervousness and holding their guns while hiding behind the vehicles, having quite a sense of being startled by every rustle of the wind.

After about two or three minutes, a middle-aged man's figure appeared in the sunlight. The overly blinding light made him unable to help but raise his hand to shield his eyes.

"Alert!"

Following the appearance of the first person, many more people walked out one after another.

Dirty cotton-padded clothes, stained with large patches of dark black—without needing to think, one knew it was dried blood. However, looking at their condition, these people didn't seem to be injured.

Meng Changwei leaned over to Zhang Su's side, his single eye full of surprise, and asked: "Boss Zhang, another acquaintance?"

"Old Village Chief, how have you been?"

In an instant, the Tianmayu group became tense, immediately finding cover and raising their weapons.

This action immediately caused a chain reaction; they saw the men, women, and children beside Ma Changshou collapse to the ground one after another. The better ones just lowered their heads and said nothing, while those who had emotional breakdowns followed Ma Changshou and cried.

The crowd suddenly heard Zhang Su curse, and then they saw him walk out from behind the vehicle.

Zhang Su could naturally see clearly, but he didn't reveal the facts. Instead, he stood guard outside the door with the others, because the survivors walking out of the basement were slowly walking toward the warehouse entrance.

"Are they Kuanzhuang people?"

"Zhang... Boss Zhang?"

Zhang Su looked at the thirty or so people in front of him with a strange expression; the leader was none other than Ma Changshou from Xidaying Village!

At this moment, Ma Changshou no longer had the flair he had when he was a road bully in Xidaying Village; he was purely a withered, sloppy, and wretched old man, walking unsteadily and shakily.

When Ma Changshou saw Zhang Su's face clearly, he slumped to the ground with a thud. He was stunned for a while, then burst into tears, the black smudges on his face washed away by his tears, making him look so desolate.

If there were really remnants of Kuanzhuang, who the hell knew what kind of lethal weapons were still inside the warehouse? If they gave them a hit, who could take it?

The mental state of these people was very listless; they turned a blind eye to the corpses lying at the warehouse entrance, like dull scarecrows.

"Holy sh*t!"

Zhang Su pinched the bridge of his nose and smiled with a strange expression: "That's a long story. Boss Meng, if you are in a hurry, go ahead and move the grain yourselves. Take any weapons you find, but don't touch those two tanks!"

Meng Changwei raised an eyebrow. Now he wasn't in a hurry to leave; he grinned and said: "No rush, I'll watch for a while. In case Boss Zhang needs help with anything, I can contribute some effort."

Zhang Su looked at Meng Changwei quite speechlessly, thinking, if you want to watch the show, just say so, don't be so high-sounding.

He gave Lu Yu and the others a look, signaling them to keep an eye on the Dachiabao Township people, then walked up to Ma Changshou and helped him up, looking at the old man with the tear-streaked face quite helplessly.

"Old Village Chief, what is your situation? Are they all people from Xidaying Village?"

"Wuu wuu... sigh." Ma Changshou drew out a long tone, stopped his crying, and said: "Forty-six people, Boss Zhang, forty-six people from our Xidaying Village came together, and now there are only twenty-five left. Half died, half died!"

Speaking of the sad part, Ma Changshou beat his chest and stamped his feet. It was only because his constitution was still decent; if he were eight or ten years older, plus some cardiovascular diseases, just this much tossing would have killed him on the spot.

Zhang Su scanned the scene; there were twenty-seven people present. He said: "What about the other two? Are they from the Green Dragon Legion?"

"These two big sisters are from the logistics department. Don't worry, Boss Zhang, we are not bad people."

Ma Changshou wiped away his tears, walked into the crowd, and patted the shoulders of two women in their thirties or forties.

"Old Village Chief, why did so many people from your village survive, while everyone else died?"

Zhang Su had many questions in his heart, and he was too lazy to exchange pleasantries, so he asked directly.

"Boss Zhang, do you have water? I..."

"Here."

Zheng Xin handed a thermos cup to Ma Changshou from the side, then added: "It's yours, I don't want it anymore."

"Eh, eh, thank you, thank you, you are a female Bodhisattva who saves the suffering."

Ma Changshou's mouth was as sweet as it could be at this moment. He unscrewed the thermos, a puff of warmth hit his face, he took two gulps, and then handed the cup to the person behind him.

"Boss Zhang, I hate it..."

Ma Changshou slapped his thigh and began to recount their experience after arriving at the Green Dragon Legion from Xidaying Village.

As the saying goes, the ideal is very plump, but the reality is truly f*cking skinny.

Before coming, they thought about using various supplies to build connections, hoping to let all the brothers and sisters of Xidaying Village stay in the logistics department, doing some work with low danger factors. Even if they had to suffer a bit of grievance, it didn't matter; it would count as being able to live in a stable place for a long time.

Who would have thought that things were not that simple at all. On the first day they entered the barracks, all the supplies they carried were confiscated. The guy they had built connections with was just a low-level soldier with no say, let alone helping them find a way.

"Damn it, the leaders of the Green Dragon Legion are a bunch of animals!"

Ma Changshou showed a fierce expression and said: "Not only did they take away all our supplies, but they also locked us all in a barracks room. More than forty people, Boss Zhang, think about it, we were squeezed like sardines!"

"Then why are only you left? What about the combat personnel?"

Zhang Su saw that those who came out with Ma Changshou were either women, elderly people, or disabled people missing limbs; there wasn't a single strong man.

"They were all picked out. That night, they called them all away; not a single one who could fight was left. At that time, I felt something was wrong. Seeing the guards in the barracks relax and all being transferred to the wall, I guessed there was a zombie horde attack, so I took people and hid in the warehouse basement. This was thanks to those two big sisters leading the way, which allowed us to escape a disaster!"

Ma Changshou's lips trembled. In fact, he didn't have any grand ambitions; he just wanted to lead the villagers to live well, even if it was just scraping by, but in the end, he didn't manage to do it.

According to him, the two women from the Green Dragon Legion were members of the logistics department responsible for delivering their meals. When the Green Dragon Legion took away the able-bodied men of Xidaying Village, it was just after dinner time, and the two of them were cleaning up the tableware, having no idea what had happened.

Come to think of it, the two women led the way for Ma Changshou and were thus saved.

Many people admired Ma Changshou for being able to detect danger at the first moment and save more than twenty people; he could be considered a competent leader. As for those who died, it was entirely due to the wrong decisions made earlier; once they joined the Green Dragon Legion, they were no longer in control of their own fate.

(End of chapter)