"Let's go, et them!"
After giving a brief order, Zhang Su started the vehicle again, driving slowly forward while keeping a close eye on the situation ahead and pondering the other party's intentions.
Choosing to continue forward was a carefully considered decision. If the other party intended to ambush, it would be more effective to quietly lie in wait on the road. Since they chose to block the road, the main reason was likely just to stop them. As for what discussions they intended, it was probably to talk, otherwise, they could have chosen an ambush with much lower costs.
In this post-apocalyptic world, survival is tough, which makes people appreciate the value of life more. People who act like those in Beita Camp, attacking without asking questions, are not common!
The RV approached within thirty or forty ters of the intersection. Zhang Su saw a person appear between the two cars blocking the road!
"Hmm?"
Zhang Su saw the person with dark skin and a stern face, giving off a fierce impression, holding a submachine gun. Zhang Su instinctively stopped the car while slightly lowering his body.
The other team mbers had already raised their rifles. Even though they were separated by the windshield, if the other party dared to make a move, they would pull the trigger without hesitation to kill the opponent.
The person standing between the cars was unaware that he was standing at the Ghost Gate. He asked loudly, "Is your leader's surna Zhang?"
The voice was loud enough to be heard clearly from a distance of over thirty ters.
"Brother, no, my old man never ntioned your na to the Cyan Dragon Corps!"
Zhao Dezhu appeared rough, yet there was a keen insight in his simple words.
"Could it be that they're not Cyan Dragon Corps people?"
Tan Huajun asked, puzzled.
"It could be information gathered from West Camp Village!" Chen Hanzhou speculated.
Zhang Su waved his hand, signaling Zhao Dezhu and the others not to discuss further. He opened the car window and responded, "Who are you?"
"I don't appreciate you not answering my question and pitching a question back at !"
The man frowned but quickly lightened up, smirking, "With such advanced vehicles, you must have listened to the radio and heard of the Survivor Alliance. We're mbers of the Vanguard Corps of the Survivor Alliance!"
"Survivor Alliance!? Vanguard Corps..."
Zhang Su and his group exchanged glances, surprised not by the na of the force, but they hadn't expected to be blocked by Survivor Alliance people here because their force was based in Qin City, specifically in the northern part, and shouldn't extend its reach this far!
"Why aren't they staying in the city and co out here?"
"No idea, maybe they want to expand their territory?"
Seemingly aware that Zhang Su's group would be surprised, the man finished talking and stayed silent, waiting for about a minute before speaking again, "We an no harm, we just want to talk to your leader!"
Talk?
If you want to talk, then let's talk since we're stuck here.
Zhang Su said, "If you want to talk, show so openness. Tell us how many people you have, don't sneakily hide. Also, put away your weapons!"
"Openess? Are you saying that you're Master Zhang?"
The man squinted, trying to see Zhang Su's face, but due to the light reflecting off the windshield, he couldn't see inside the vehicle.
"My surna isn't Zhang, do you have the wrong person?"
Feeling strange, Zhang Su found it odd that the other party asked for a na, almost like checking household registration, as if focused on the surna Zhang. It didn't look like they were here to spread warmth, definitely looking to cause trouble, so he naturally denied it decisively.
"Not?"
The fierce man froze, scratched his head, and said, "If that's the case, notify your leader quickly. You're not qualified to speak!"
"He is!"
Vice Captain Yan was caught off guard as Captain Zhang appeared at the intersection with his people. This move annoyed Vice Captain Yan a little, as roles were assigned, and his task was to interrogate, yet things went astray.
But due to having outsiders in front, Vice Captain Yan kept silent, watching coldly.
Zhang Su saw seven or eight people scramble out. Each person was ard, making him tense, thinking today might turn into a war. But as the other party spoke, he was caught off guard.
"Damn, Brother Zhang, is it you?"
Captain Zhang wasn't there to reprimand or raise a fuss but walked excitedly towards the RV, pointing at his cheek as he moved, "Brother Zhang, I recognized you! Do you not rember ? I'm Zhang Xin, Master Xin from Phoenix International!"
Seeing the scene before him, Zhang Su was dumbfounded, the man indeed seed familiar, the voice sounded familiar, but he couldn't recall until the na was ntioned!
"Damn..."
Zhang Su's mouth almost reached his ears, showing a vibrant expression as he saw Zhang Xin with stubble-filled face, turned to Tan Huajun, and said, "Seems like it's really Zhang Xin, do you rember?"
Tan Huajun nodded, "I rember, the fruit seller in our district..."
Even if Zhang Xin becos the Earth King, the fruit seller label would forever stick in Tan Huajun's heart.
In no ti, Zhang Xin walked near the RV, the submachine gun was tucked at his waist, and his followers also put away their guns.
"Brother Zhang, what a coincidence, I didn't expect to et you here. Stop pretending, who else if not you is the leader? I don't believe you'd be soone's lackey...I don't have the surna Zhang, fooling who, hahaha!"
Standing outside the RV driver's window, Zhang Xin laughed heartily and mimicked Zhang Su's earlier stance bizarrely, feeling imnsely happy upon seeing a familiar face in the apocalypse, especially one not holding a grudge.
"Who would've thought you're here, had I known, why bother tricking? Such a coincidence...you guys stay alert, I'll catch up with an old friend!"
Zhang Su signaled to the others, then grabbed the crossbow on the passenger seat, cheerfully opened the door, and jumped out.
Seeing Zhang Su with an automatic rifle on his shoulder, holding a crossbow that looks very refined, Zhang Xin's mouth twitched unconsciously, just as Ma Changshou ntioned, well-equipped!
An automatic rifle is a weapon against human enemies, and the silent crossbow is a top-notch tool for killing zombies from afar!
Zhang Su intended to subtly show off his strength, casually attaching the crossbow to his tactical belt, glanced at the unkempt Zhang Xin, laughed, "Indeed, a good brother understands; I can't be anyone's lackey! By the way, Old Zhang, why have you joined the Survivor Alliance, what happened to the Salvation Society?"
Salvation Society was a force Zhang Xin ford with Phoenix International District survivors, reaching up to thirty people at its peak. In the current situation, it's a considerable survivor force.
Sadly, due to their ignorance of survival and managent, mbers either died or fled.
Hearing this, Zhang Xin blushed, scratched his head awkwardly, laughed, "That's all history now, hahaha, it's a long story, but now it's not bad, I beca a captain in the Survivor Alliance!"
As he spoke, he displayed the emblem on his arm, with the captain's insignia slightly different from regular troops, showing two stars.
"Looks cool."
Seeing the Survivor Alliance emblem, Zhang Su nodded internally. Though it seed juvenile, this approach was significant in boosting cohesion and sense of belonging, similar to the Bright Calendar of Celestial Horse Island, a comparable strategy.
"Brother Yan, weren't we assigned for you to handle the questioning? How co Captain Zhang..."
While Zhang Su and Zhang Xin were catching up, the people by the FJ Cruiser grumbled.
Vice Captain Yan smiled wryly, "What can I do? He knows this Sharks Arm, if I compete for credit, wouldn't that invite rumors?"
"I think that's unreasonable...it's been assigned, Captain Zhang went to West Camp Village, it's your turn for this round, even if Captain Zhang knows the person, you could still report to the leader and claim the reward!"
Vice Captain Yan pondered, his little follower's words resonating within him, nodded, "Let's go, let's follow and see!"
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