My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!

Although the Tesla Territory provided official access documents through the official channels of Golden Eagle, the surrounding territories were not aware of this matter.

In the past, the federal territories might have told them to pay attention to what was happening.

But recently, the smell of gunpowder between the major territories has become stronger and stronger, and no one cares about such trivial matters at all.

This also allowed Salvado to not encounter many obstacles when contacting the alliance for action.

In addition to the Tyrell territory, a total of three territories joined the operation.

They are the Violet Territory, the Green Forest Territory, and the Turgia Territory.

The three have a population of more than 10,000 people, and their strength rankings are also slightly lower, ranking 21st, 27th, and 29th.

"Two hundred people, two hundred people is the limit we can bring out!"

Salvador sighed helplessly. Originally, Tyrell's territory only planned to send out 80 people.

After all, taking the lead means sacrifice, and he simply does not have enough appeal to make so many people sacrifice their lives.

Especially when attacking someone of the same kind in order to plunder the other party, this makes people resist from the bottom of their hearts.

However, the lords of the three territories of the alliance are not stupid.

Although there are only less than 3,000 people in the Boulder Territory, the defense team may only have a hundred people, or even less.

They have a naked geographical advantage!

This is not like the territory on the plains. There are doors in all directions, and you can enter wherever you want.

Although the location of the construction of the boulder territory has been criticized by people around it, the only thing that can be attacked is that it cannot be planted.

In terms of defense alone, none of the surrounding territories is stronger than Boulder.

Including Julang Territory, which has a population of 200,000, it is even worse than Jushi.

Even if they could catch each other by surprise, they might be dragged into a fight to the death on the mountain road.

By then, if the number of people is not suppressed by more than ten times, even if they can be defeated, there will be heavy casualties.

This is not the result the lords want.

"Damn boulder, maybe they have already thought of the value of this technology in their hands, so they built their territory on the mountain. How cunning!"

‘Fuad Oliva’ from the Violet Territory said this.

"Yes, after careful study, I found that even if we conquer this territory, the ultimate benefits and risks will not match. How about letting this matter go?"

The lord of the Green Forest Territory, ‘Juan Ekko’, was also on hand to make up for the damage in time.

As soon as the two spoke, only 'Deni Berger' from the Turgia territory was left.

But without him speaking out, Salvado also knew what this guy would say.

"Two hundred and fifty people, this is my bottom line. If you are still unwilling...just pretend I didn't mention it."

There are 370 standing guards in Tyrell territory.

Salvado was able to mobilize about 120 people, and the rest were all small family groups.

In the past, it was quite difficult to unite these people by relying on interests. It was absolutely impossible for these people to fight with him.

Furthermore, even if he was really willing to go along, he couldn't afford the price these people proposed.

There was currently a vacancy of 130 people, and he planned to use most of his wealth to recruit in the black market.

There is no shortage of people working for supplies there. As long as you have money, you can easily gather enough people.

As for whether these people would escape before the battle, that was not something he should be concerned about.

Anyway, as long as the number of people is gathered together, the four families combined will have at least seven or eight hundred people. No matter how strong the Boulder Territory is, they will probably be scared to death when they see so many people.

"Okay, since Mr. Salvado is willing to send so many people, of course we will cooperate."

After knowing the situation in Tyrell's territory and knowing that this is Salvador's limit.

Fuad slapped his thigh, stood up immediately and said: "We from the Violet Territory are willing to send two hundred people!"

"Green Forest, one hundred and eighty people."

"Turgia, one hundred and fifty men."

The total of the four families is 780 people, which is almost ten times the number of guards in the Boulder Territory.

Just in case, the three territories reached an agreement and each funded recruitment in the black market.

Calculated based on twenty people per family, this would provide an additional sixty people for logistical support.

A total of 840 people can definitely take down the boulder in one fell swoop!

"Well, without further ado, the time will be set at midnight tomorrow night."

"When the time comes, we will gather in your territory and take a boat there to catch him by surprise!"

...

A valley about eighty kilometers away from the boulder territory.

There is a special force located here.

Eagle Point Black Market.

Its predecessor is similar to Stone Village, and it is also one of the resource points left by the golden giant eagle.

It's just that Stone Village is a mining industry, but Yingjiao Village is a well-known entertainment area.

Even though the Golden Eagle was later relocated as a whole, the place was not abandoned and was gradually transformed into a special black market integrating multiple functions.

Now, the Eagle Point Black Market not only retains its original entertainment services, but can also achieve various special purposes through semi-official channels.

For example, mercenary fighting force.

A large number of desperadoes with knives licking blood gathered here, drinking to drown their sorrows all day long without thinking about the future.

Another example is purchasing some special items that are not officially allowed to be traded.

The important parts sold by Salvado were transferred through black market channels.

In addition, there is a faint shadow of the golden eagle involved behind the black market.

As long as enough benefits can be paid, a deal can even be reached with the federal territory of Golden Eagle.

It was already twelve o'clock at night.

The black market is still brightly lit and bustling with people, so lively that people forget that this is the end of the wasteland.

Whether it's a tavern on the shore, an auction house, a flower boat floating on the water, or a gambling house.

There were crowds of people everywhere, and it looked like there were three to five thousand people staying here.

Pearl Tavern.

A tall and burly figure pushed open the wooden door of the tavern and walked in with hungry burps.

His appearance did not attract too many people's attention. It was not until the figure sat slumped on a wooden chair in the back that the bartender came belatedly.

"Mr. Grizzly, are you still the same today?"

"Well... give me two more sandwiches, I'm going to starve to death!" the figure replied angrily, rubbing his shriveled belly.

"OK."

The bartender nodded and left, but came back after a while:

"Sorry, sir, the money you have in your account... doesn't seem to be enough anymore."

"What, I remember...well, damn it!" Grizzly Bear subconsciously wanted to retort, but he didn't expect that the other party skillfully pulled out a bill, with every purchase clearly recorded on it, so accurate. Two decimal places.

And the red fingerprints one after another were all placed by him with his own hands, so there was no room for quibbles.

"Can you..."

"cannot!"

"How do you know what I'm going to say?" The grizzly bear's eyes widened, and a menacing aura overwhelmed him.

"It's not allowed to hang accounts and not to be in debt. This is the rule of the tavern."

"Damn it, can't I, an old customer, do the same?"

"Even if you are the boss's father, you cannot break this rule." The bartender refused skillfully.

In addition, the plainclothes security guards in the tavern also quietly came over and touched their waists one by one.

This is not a civilized area. It is common for people to draw guns at each other even if they say nothing.

Grizzly Bear obviously knew the secret here. After thinking about it, he had no choice but to lower his head.

Although his physique might make you look ridiculous, he is actually just a third-rate mercenary.

He is not needed for physical work. People think he eats too much and is clumsy and needs to rest after only a few strokes.

He didn't dare take part in a combat job. With such a big body, he would be a living target and he would be shot into pieces immediately.

What he can and is willing to accept are basically jobs that scare people.

For example, if there is a conflict between two forces in a certain territory and they cannot use guns, they will invite him to come over to calm the situation.

The results are often good, and only then can one live in the black market without worrying about food and drink.

It's just that... having enough food and drink doesn't mean that you can spend a lot of money every day.

With the further implementation of the golden eagle resettlement policy and the improvement of the public security atmosphere in major territories, the number of jobs available to grizzly bears has become less and less.

Only in the past week, he has not received any offer from any employer.

"Then... just serve wine!"

Grizzly Bear compromised, and the bartender frowned at the bill, nodded and left.

The above funds can also buy two glasses of wine, but according to his drinking capacity, these two glasses are obviously not enough.

After a while, the wine was served.

To Grizzly Bear's surprise, there were three glasses of wine on the plate, as well as two sandwiches.

This surprised him and made him look confused.

"This is..."

"That gentleman bought you something to eat."

Following the bartender's instructions, Grizzly Bear turned his head and saw a slightly lame Chinese man smiling.

"he?"

Grizzly quickly searched his memory, but couldn't find the image of him talking to this person.

He pondered for a while, picked up two glasses of wine and walked over, sitting opposite the man.

"Sir, thank you for your generosity, I didn't know..."

"I know you, Grizzly Bear, want to ask you to do something for me that you are good at."

"What am I good at?" Grizzly Bear was stunned for a moment, then nodded happily: "You tell me!"

"In a few hours, several people will come here to hire mercenaries to participate in territorial wars. I hope you can apply and become one of them."

"Territory war?"

Grizzly Bear's face darkened: "Sir, are you kidding? This is not something I'm good at!"

"No, no, no, I know you, I got your information."

The lame man smiled confidently: "Listen to what I'm saying. I'm not asking you to apply for the job. I'm not asking you to participate in this territorial war. You just need to run away after the war starts."

Run away...

The grizzly bear smacked his mouth, thought for a moment, and said in shock:

"Could it be that they hired mercenaries to deal with your territory?"

"It seems that you are not as stupid as the intelligence said." A hint of appreciation appeared in the lame man's eyes: "Is it difficult for you to escape from the battlefield?"

"I will give you a reward, and they will give you a reward. You don't have to do anything to get two rewards for free."

"Sounds like a good idea."

The grizzly bear nodded happily, but in his heart he didn't agree.

If he really calculated it this way, he could still earn three times as reward for informing the lame man on him.

There are black market rules in the black market. How can it be so easy to escape in the face of battle? It will ruin your reputation!

"What price can you give me?"

"It depends on your ability."

"What do you mean?" Grizzly Bear frowned, somewhat confused.

"We have received intelligence that they may recruit about 200 people in the black market. I am impressed by your ability, so I am willing to give you two choices."

"First, I will give you 20 Eagle Coins according to the market price. You only need to escape during the battle, and you don't need to worry about anything else."

The lame man looked calm, not worried that the information would be leaked.

"Second, you come to help me find these 200 people, I will pay them 20 Eagle Coins, and I will give you 20 Eagle Coins for each person I find."

"What?"

Grizzly stood up from the stool with a look of surprise.

Eagle Coin is the common currency in the black market.

One coin can be exchanged for about three glasses of wine, and 20 coins are enough for a person to spend a week in the black market.

Now you can get 20 Eagle Coins for each person you find?

What a joke?

If he finds 200 people, wouldn't he get...

Grizzly did some calculations in his heart. A full 4,000 Eagle Coins were enough for him to spend four years in the black market.

Four years!

"You're not lying to me, are you?"

"Of course not. We can sign a black market contract. I'll pay the money first. As long as this battle is over, I can come back to settle at any time."

"Then you...you're not trying to rob the thieves, are you?"

Puff.

The lame man laughed directly, revealing a meaningful smile.

"Compared to what we can get after the battle, do you think this little money is a problem?"

"That's... a territory war."

Yes.

That's a territory war, a winner-takes-all war.

Grizzly immediately reacted, and his breathing became a little heavier.

"Of course, you can also go and tell them if these guys will offer you the same price."

"No, I agree to your conditions."

"Oh? You don't need to think about it again?"

"What are you thinking about? The black market has been unstable recently. If a territory war really starts, I need a sum of money to buy supplies and leave here as soon as possible, and wait until the storm is over."

Grizzly gave his own reasons.

After a week without receiving any commissions, he had already felt that the current environment was not good.

The operation of the black market was supported by the consumption of these people at the bottom.

But if these people lost their source of income, how could the black market continue to prosper?

"Very good, it seems that we can go to sign a contract."

The lame man picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and raised the glass to signal.

Grizz understood, ate two sandwiches in three or two bites, and gulped down two glasses of wine.

The two quickly came to the contract shop in the black market and signed a contract with clear constraints.

After doing this, the lame man left first.

Grizz took a new contract and went to another tavern to find an acquaintance.

"Hey, Victor, let me introduce you to a business that is sure to make money. Do you want to listen?"

"The reward is generous. I guarantee that you will be satisfied. I will give you ten Eagle Horn coins for every person I find!"

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