Heavy Truck Chariot In The End Times

The upgraded big goat is officially named as the Golden Retriever in the Eastern War Zone. The hair, skin, meat, and bones of the Golden Retriever are all valuable resources, and the golden core is of course the most valuable.

However, Shen Cong left the golden core as the "fuel" inventory for the totem engine.

When harvesting the fur of the golden wool sheep, Xiong Da fired a flare into the sky, making Shen Cong immediately alert, and it took a lot of effort to control his intention to choke Xiong Da's neck: "What are you doing!"

Xiong Da hurriedly explained: "This is the internal signal flare of our Storm Hunting Company, which is used to contact colleagues. We are on the Jinhu Branch Expressway and parked the truck pulling goods."

The facts are exactly as what Xiong Da said, and after a while, a large simple car appeared in Shen Cong's sight.

It is a wooden frame, and the front is driven by a tractor-like front.

"Oh, now the car is rusty and slag. We can only chop wood to assemble this horse-drawn carriage. The front of the car must be recharged and maintained by the iron man at the camp every two days. It is a big burden to raise a car. "Xiong Da said with a sigh. Although he is nicknamed Xiong Da, he is relatively thin and has nothing to do with the Xiong Da in the animation.

Chen Qiang also forcibly used the nickname of a strong bald head. He had black hair in the middle and looked more gentle: "It was not for Angkor today. We suffered even more losses. Xiong Er also had to get in... Da Mao, the stick, Caicai, three died at once, how can I explain to their daughter-in-law when I go back."

Ruan Chao reprimanded himself and said: "I blame me, I thought the three golden wool sheep were separate, who knows it's not..."

"Don't blame yourself. Hunting has never been smooth sailing. Since we ran out to start our own company, we have long been life and death and wealth and wealth are in the sky. If you don't accept it, you have to obey." Lu Xiaofei said.

Shen Cong didn't know much about this: "Tell me about you and your company."

Xiong Da nodded and said: "Okay, you guys go and clean up the golden wool sheep, I will explain to Angkor."

...

Before the end, under the influence of European and American thoughts, China's liberalism was also rampant.

The group of people who migrated from Nanjing is okay. After all, they are used to militarized management, but many of the survivors rescued in Huai'an have lived independently for a long time, so they are not very accustomed to the management of the war zone.

Coupled with the distribution of benefits, there will always be conflicts, so many people ran away from the Eastern Theater.

Would rather go out and hit luck.

In particular, some natural mutants (golden men) and mutagenized mutants (iron men), relying on themselves to evolve, become stronger, and cannot easily die when going out, they are more inclined to liberalism.

Most of these golden men survive the doomsday.

There are more than 3,100 golden men in the eastern theater, and there are at least 1,000 golden men in the camp outside.

It is impossible for the war zone to allow so many Jinren to leave the management, but it cannot effectively prevent the Jinren from escaping. In the end, a compromised camp outside the jurisdiction was established and the company was opened for registration. The survivors of liberalism will be entangled in the form of companies, and this way of trade cooperation will guide the survivors to rebuild their homes.

So the theater-camp-company system is so perfect.

Up to now, basically the life of the survivors here has stabilized, so many have chosen to reorganize their families.

The combination of gold, iron, and ordinary people is the most common way. Golden people go out to work, and ordinary people do housework at home or prepare to have children.

"Now there are a lot of newborns born in the Eastern Theater. My child will be able to meet me in May next year. He will always fight and give him a piece of family property. And I hope he will grow up in a free environment, not We have started and left work since we were young, and we will start a company and hand it over to the next generation..."

Xiong Da is about forty years old, his fingernails have become golden nuclei, and he speaks with a sense of Rivers and Lakes and a sense of twilight.

Shen Cong couldn't comment on this. How other people live has nothing to do with him.

After the tractor wooden cart arrived, by the way, the three dead gold men of the Storm Hunting Company were also placed on the cart. The few people on the tractor were all ordinary people.

When the crowd saw each other silently, they dragged the corpses of the three golden sheep onto the wooden cart.

The wooden cart is made of green trees, very strong, and the trailer is also very large, even more exaggerated than the big Vajra, and is not overwhelmed by the huge size of the golden wool sheep.

After Xiong Da helped with the shipment, he asked Shen Cong: "Angkor, are you going back to the Jinhu County camp with us to trade this batch of Golden Retriever sheep, or what should you do?"

Shen Cong looked at a group of people from Stormwind, and shook his head: "I won't go to Jinhu County. You transport the Golden Retriever sheep back and convert it into two parts, one part of the money, and one part of the green fruit. At three o'clock tomorrow afternoon, you will Things are shipped here and given to me, let’s talk about the second transaction."

"Thanks to Angkor's trust, the money and green fruits will be delivered at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon." Xiong Da said cheerfully.

"You can go now."

"Okay, let's go back now. The Golden Retriever is going to be sold, and we have to stock up on the green fruits. I have to hurry up. I will bring some drinks over tomorrow afternoon and have a good drink with Angkor." Xiong Da cupped fist again.

Xiong Er walked over and said, "Angkor, you will give me an order if you have something to do in the future."

Chen Qiang, Ruan Chao, Lu Xiaofei and others also came over to say goodbye to Shen Cong.

Shen Cong was very impatient with this, but said indifferently: "I hope that the cooperation will go smoothly. There are still many opportunities for cooperation in the future. If the cooperation does not go well, you will be responsible for the consequences."

"Don't worry!" Xiong Da nodded, turned around to greet the employees of the company, started the tractor, pulled a cart of goods, and returned to Jinhu County along National Highway 205.

...

Shen Cong returned to Vajra and continued to study the own totem engine.

On the tractor wooden cart, people from Storm Hunting Company are discussing Shen Cong.

"Xiong Da, who do you think is this Angkor?" Ruan Chao asked.

Xiong Da pondered and said, "This Wu Jing brother should not be a member of the military or a war zone. He may be a survivor in a foreign country. He doesn't know the official name of the Golden Retriever Sheep, and he doesn't know much about the company system. It’s a lone ranger, or someone from a small camp, who came to do business."

Lu Xiaofei said: "Then what should we do? Shall we report to the supervision team?"

Xiong Er glanced at Lu Xiaofei, and said, "Straw hat, Angkor saved my life, can you please don't put a knife in the back."

"Why I stabbed a knife in the back, I also thank him, but his identity must always be investigated. You have also heard that the Eastern Theater Command was in Nanjing before. How did you come here? It was not given to him by the Death Eater. Forced, if Angkor has no good intentions towards the Eastern Theater."

"Having bad intentions can save my life!"

"I just said that, Xiong Er, you can stop being naive. You are also a person who has died several times. How do I feel that you are still so naive."

"Whoever you say is naive, I'll tell you, it's either to think badly about people all day or to be mature."

Seeing the two arguing, Xiong Da frowned and shouted: "Okay, shut up. Wu Jing saved Xiong Er's life, and we can't do things with a knife behind him."

After drinking, Xiong Da said again: "It was not because of Xiong Er, or either of you was saved. I made this decision. But the straw hat was right. The identity of the other party still needs to be clarified, and I also feel that Wu Jing doesn't want to Talking about the identity of the owner, so I didn’t ask. We will save some snacks in future transactions. If the other party really has a bad intention, we will make plans."

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