Hundreds of kiloters from Li Yu and his team's base, there was a massive base.
At this mont outside the base, a man stood about a hundred ters from the entrance, watching so people enter.
However, those entering always had to hand over sothing.
At the entrance of the large base, six or seven fully ard people were searching a convoy.
The convoy looked like it had just returned from outside.
....
"Brother Tao, we really didn't find much this trip, can we keep a bit more this ti?" A middle-aged man took a pack of cigarettes from his inner jacket pocket, popped one out, and offered it to the fully ard man.
Captain Tao took the cigarette, just as he was about to put it to his lips, the weathered middle-aged man, eager like a lackey, hurried forward to light it for Captain Tao.
Ssss~ Huu~ Captain Tao took a drag of the cigarette. The white smoke drifted away into the air.
The weathered middle-aged man looked at the newly opened pack of cigarettes, furrowed his brows slightly as if making up his mind with determination, and stuffed the entire pack into Captain Tao's pocket.
Captain Tao didn't stop the man's actions and took another leisurely drag, then nonchalantly said, "Old Liu, these are the rules here. If I make an exception for you, what would others think, right?"
"You're right, Captain Tao. But please, show so leniency, I've also got two bottles of liquor as gifts for you," the man said, trying to ingratiate himself.
"It's all regulations. There's nothing I can do," Captain Tao said calmly as he noticed two more bottles of liquor added to his bag.
A shadow flickered across the weathered man's eyes. These weren't enough to satiate their appetites; their demands were too great.
Captain Tao seed to sense the man's mood and sighed, "We're just following the rules here, it's all official business, Old Liu. You have to understand our difficulties."
The tone carried a sense of moral lecturing as if the middle-aged man was clueless, attempting to cheat, while Captain Tao was a paragon of fairness strictly enforcing the rules!
The man's face turned sour, but he still tried to curry favor:
"But, but it was said that only a third would be taken... Look, look you've taken half already..."
"Hey. I thought you, Old Liu, were sensible. Are you still bringing this up? We're here to protect the base, are we supposed to live on air?" Captain Tao said, visibly impatient.
"This...." Old Liu tried to say sothing else.
"Enough, let's leave it at that, don't annoy , Old Liu, you ought to be grateful, if you keep on like this, you won't be allowed in today," Captain Tao said angrily.
Hearing Captain Tao's words, the man's expression changed dramatically; he had family inside waiting for him to return. He had been out for a long ti; he must return as soon as possible.
"Captain Tao, Captain Tao, please, we know we were wrong, this is to show our respect to you." The weathered man handed over another pack of cigarettes, stuffing it into Captain Tao's pocket.
Seeing the pack of cigarettes, Captain Tao's face beca much warr, and he patted Old Liu's shoulder.
He glanced at the supplies already divided into two piles and smiled.
Then he said to the few fully ard n in front of him, "Alright, let it be, let them in."
Hearing Captain Tao's words, the weathered man felt a surge of relief, then hurriedly directed the drivers behind him to proceed inside.
After driving forward for a while, the weathered man asked the person next to him, "How much did they take?"
"Two-thirds!"
"Damn it, fucking bastards!" The weathered man couldn't help but curse.
That's just too much!
People ask for help; it's normal to give so benefit.
But receiving favors and still damn well not doing anything, only to add troubles in the end, that kind of person is utterly disgusting!
However, people like that existed both before the apocalypse and during it, and there are quite a lot of them.
"What do we do now?" the young man next to him asked.
"Next ti let's all hide so stuff. I saw that old Sun from next door, they could hide so things in their vehicle. This ti, everyone has worked hard. Alas, everyone gets a bit less, let's just hold off for two days, and in a few days we'll go out and gather more supplies," said the aged man with a sowhat unpleasant expression on his face.
"Okay."
....
The person standing a hundred ters outside the base gate was Mr. Wang.
Mr. Wang had actually been around here for several days. When he initially fled to this side, he did not know there was such a big base here.
He just happened to see it, so he stayed to observe for a few days.
During these days, he saw that so people were entering this base.
While he was staring in a trance, a voice ca from next to Mr. Wang: "I have been inside, there's really nothing much, it's just safer inside, nothing else."
Mr. Wang, hearing the voice, quickly moved two steps to the side; he hadn't even heard this person approaching him.
"Don't be scared, hahaha, we're all friends here." This ca from a man with a splotchy face and missing two teeth, his speech sowhat whistling.
His hair was graying, but his skin was tight, making it difficult to determine his real age.
"You've been inside?" Mr. Wang asked skeptically, looking at the tooth-missing man.
"For real," said the tooth-missing man.
"Then why would you co out? Didn't you say it was safer inside?" Mr. Wang asked.
"Yeah, no choice. They don't distribute things inside, all your food, you have to get it yourself, it's just free from zombies inside," said the tooth-missing man.
Then the man added: "And every ti you go in, you have to pay them protection money, I think it's not worth it. Dude, I've told you so much, give so tip."
The tooth-missing man looked at Mr. Wang with a smile on his face.
Mr. Wang flinched inwardly, damn, even forced trade can happen.
Then he saw that outside the base there were also so people living around the base, a large number.
To avoid becoming a target in their eyes, he didn't bring the supplies he drove over from Harmony Garden. Of course, he didn't drive the car either.
He only had a pack of cigarettes and two packs of soda crackers.
After thinking it over, Mr. Wang took out a pack of soda crackers.
He then opened the package, and pulled out a cracker, then another, and another.
Seemingly reluctant, he then put one cracker back.
"Hey, hey, at least three pieces," the tooth-missing man said quickly after seeing Mr. Wang's actions.
"Ah, this is my last pack, this is..." Mr. Wang's expression was extrely troubled.
But in the end, he still took out three pieces, handed them over and said: "Really now, okay, I give you three pieces, now you tell properly about this base."
After receiving the three soda crackers, the tooth-missing man swallowed his spit, but didn't imdiately put them in his mouth to eat!
Instead, he carefully and earnestly put them in his pocket, gently patting it.
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