Chapter 336: Giving a gift?

One night passed, when the sun shone on the mountain stream, the morning arrived as scheduled.

In winter, the morning is bright late, so people in the camp generally get up late. Life is relaxed and moderate. Military management is carried out during training, but there are no very strict requirements for daily life. If you want to sleep in, no one cares. Anyway, there is so much work, everyone can complete it satisfactorily, no need to be too nervous.

Around 7:30, Zhang Su woke up from the bed. The first thing was to understand the temperature. Learning that the temperature did not continue to drop, the lowest basically stabilized at minus twenty-eight degrees, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

In the past, morning exercises were carried out in the courtyard of Little Lucky. This time it was different. After putting on things, he ran to the mountain gate. Nothing else, just wanted to see the big tank that was driven back yesterday.

Walking out of the small courtyard, he found figures everywhere, plus his hearing was extraordinary, and his ears were filled with various sounds, which he was quite unaccustomed to for a while.

"Today, people must be diverted..."

Zhang Su pondered in his heart. Gathering nearly a hundred people in one place is a huge safety hazard. Triggering zombie induction is metaphysics, and he dare not bet. Not to mention that there is no benefit in squeezing people in one place.

Walking to the parking lot, Zhang Su found that four or five people were surrounding the tank and talking and laughing. They were all core members of the old team of Ma Yu. It seems that it is not only him who is thinking about it, just like buying a Trek when riding a bike in the past, he had to climb up in the middle of the night to turn on the lights and observe.

"Brother Su!"

"Brother Su, you are here."

"Haha, we just took a photo with the tank, the first time in this life, look, is it majestic?"

Wang Xin showed Zhang Su the photos on his mobile phone.

"Quite good! However, taking turns to take photos with one tank is a bit faceless. Wait until we arrange one for each person in the future, that will be enjoyable! By the way, we are going to the north to find the Venom Zombie, who of you wants to go together!"

"I'm going."

"Then I definitely want to go."

"Take me, my eyesight is very good!"

As long as you ask, everyone definitely wants to go. They are used to fighting outside, but feel a bit boring in the camp instead.

"Okay, then it's just us, don't call others, at most drive two cars, gasoline can't be wasted like this."

"Understood!" Zhang Xin nodded very dashingly, then frowned and said: "Brother Su, it won't be that there is a tracker on the big dog car, right?"

Lu Yubo's expression tightened.

"It can't be those people in Shanhai District. Didn't you hear Old Duan say it, just one car. If you want to come for revenge, you drive one car? Suicide attack?"

Zhang Su curled his lips. He suspected whether the people from Great Bridge Fort Township came to recognize the door. Speaking of which, not many people knew they were here.

"Damn, broken..."

Wu Lue slapped his thigh, looking at the tank beside him and shaking his hands: "This tank can be seen as soon as you arrive at the mountain gate, doesn't it expose our strength?"

"Yes, should we hurry up and get a few quilts to cover it?"

Wang Xin was

"Who is it..."

"Damn, Brother Su, could there be a tracker on the big dog car?"

Lu Yubo's expression tightened.

"It can't be those people from the Shanhai District. Didn't you hear old Duan say it? Just one car. Would they drive just one car to come for revenge? Is it a suicide mission?"

Zhang Su curled his lip. He wondered if it was people from Daqiaobao Township coming to find the place; come to think of it, not many people knew they were here.

"Damn, this is bad..."

Wu Lue slapped his thigh and shook his hand at the tank beside him: "If they can see the tank the moment they reach the mountain gate, doesn't that expose our strength?"

"Yeah, should we hurry and get some quilts to cover it up?"

Wang Xin was also startled; he understood the principle of not flaunting one's wealth.

Zhang Su, however, waved his hand with complete indifference and said: "Times are different now. There is only a need to hide one's strength if it's to lure someone into a trap, but now I hope no one dares to come and mess with us. I'd even prefer to put some inflatable tanks in the camp; I'm not afraid of others seeing them."

If deterrence can prevent war, then deception has a reasonable purpose, but Zhang Su dared to say this because his true trump cards were not placed out in the open.

Soon, everyone heard the roar of an engine, and the car began to climb the slope toward the mountain.

"Uncle, they're here!"

Pang Dakun, standing at the sentry post, turned his head and said to the crowd.

Zhang Su and his group arrived at the mountain gate and looked out through the hole. A Dodge Journey was parked outside the gate. A man of about thirty opened the door and stepped out, wearing a cotton hat with earflaps. His face was clean-shaven, without a hint of stubble, and he looked quite respectable.

"Hello, young man. I am Xiao Xuejian, captain of the First Vanguard Team of the Survivor Alliance. It is freezing cold, and I have come on behalf of our commander, Gong Chengming, to present some gifts to your leader."

Xiao Xuejian held onto the car door and said loudly to Pang Dakun, who was standing at the sentry post.

"Holy crap, this guy is not to be trifled with!"

Wu Lue squinted at the outside with one eye, muttering with a strange expression.

Zhang Su looked at Wu Lue with curiosity and said, slightly stunned: "Luezi, do you know him?"

"Don't know him." Wu Lue shook his head and said seriously: "Xiao Xuejian, listen to that name—'shave you until your blood splatters' (Xiao Xue Jian)—can he be easy to mess with? And he's a team captain..."

"Get lost, you idiot."

Zhang Su pushed Wu Lue's head aside with a slap. He had thought he had some important intelligence, but he was just spouting nonsense. However, he also felt the name Xiao Xuejian was a bit strange, like a character from a martial arts novel...

The world is full of wonders; perhaps his parents were fans of martial arts novels and specifically gave their child such a name—it didn't sound too bad.

The others were also speechless at Wu Lue's behavior, though they felt this guy was quite amusing.

Xiao Xuejian stood outside the gate, unable to see Zhang Su and the others fooling around or hear the specific sounds. Seeing Pang Dakun standing at the sentry post in a daze with a strange expression, he waved his hand and said: "Young man, please report this. I am here alone, bringing gifts, and I have no malicious intent."

"Captain Xiao." Zhang Su walked up to the sentry post and said: "I appreciate Commander Gong's concern, sending a captain over to deliver supplies. I'm a bit confused, though—why is this?"

Facing Gong Chengming's overture, Zhang Su was very cautious. Gong Chengming was not Zhang Xin; from a brief contact, one could see he had skill, force, and ability. Knowing he could be the second-in-command of a survivor group of over three hundred people, one knew this was definitely not simple.

Xiao Xuejian had seen Zhang Su before. Although the lighting was poor that night a few days ago, he could still recognize the voice. He didn't expect Zhang Su to be standing right behind the mountain gate. He was slightly stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered and said: "The temperature has dropped sharply, and there are some supplies in the city that aren't available in the suburbs. Commander Gong asked me to bring some over for... Leader Zhang."

Having gotten used to the title "Leader" within the Survivor Alliance, he called out the same way when he came outside; it wouldn't be too far off.

(End of chapter)