Chapter 229 Chen Shaoyong

Li Ping circled around the three of them twice, stared at them and asked, "Look at you as thin as a bear, you still want to ambush. What have you eaten in the past few months?"

Why…

With a long sigh, Chen Shaoyong looked lonely and sighed: "We originally had two cars and seven brothers. After the accident, we rushed back to the city. As a result, the four brothers broke into the city. We killed the monster, robbed some supplies, escaped, and escaped to this mountain..."

Chen Shaoyong sighed, "The materials we snatched have been exhausted long ago. We have eaten wild vegetables for a while and are planning to go out to see what's going on outside? Leader, are you really from the army?" Chen Shaoyong asked at Fang Jian with a look.

Fang Jian hesitated for a moment and said tactfully: "Well, there are zombies everywhere outside, which is a world of zombies. However, we have a base of revival, and there are more than 2,000 people at the base, including the army, factories, agriculture, and humanity has hope. We are the people of the base of revival."

"Revival Base?" Chen Shaoyong asked in confusion as he looked at Fang Jian.

"Yes, the base for human rejuvenation, you are welcome to participate," Fang Jian said readily.

Chen Shaoyong looked weird and said carefully: "I wonder what position the leader holds in the base?"

Hahaha... Li Ping laughed loudly, and the laughter interrupted Chen Shaoyong's question.

Li Ping looked full of pride: "The base was created by my husband."

Chen Shaoyong's eyes flashed. He always felt that these people were not simple. In this end of the world, if you have such good equipment and wander around with a beautiful woman, your strength must be not simple. Unexpectedly, you are the boss with two or three thousand people. Chen Shaoyong hurriedly stood up straight and said respectfully: "I'm sorry, we really don't know, offended the leader!"

"Hehe, brother, we offended it. I'm not a leader either. Just call me Brother Jian," Fang Jian said with a smile.

"This gun is very exquisitely crafted. Can it really fight zombies?"

"Well, Brother Jian, this is a condor made in the United States. It is a very famous high-pressure air gun. It has a range of more than 200 meters, four rifles, an eight-fold scope and a muffler. The accuracy within one hundred meters is very high, and the error is no more than one centimeter."

"So amazing? Why don't the police ignore it?" Fang Jian asked.

"This is smuggled, and it must be illegal for the police to catch it," Chen Shaoyong said honestly.

"How powerful are you? What bullets are you using?"

Fang Jian was a little curious. He didn't have many weapons in his hand now. If there was a certain amount of air gun, it might be a supplement.

"There is no problem to kill a dog with sixty or seventy meters"

After saying that, Chen Shaoyong glanced at Weizai and thought to himself that it was not a monster like you?

"The bullets are available in both hollow lead bullets and pointed steel bullets, which we made ourselves."

"Oh! You can still make bullets by yourself, how can you make this gun?" Fang Jian became interested.

"Well, we need to process some accessories for assembling air guns by ourselves. The fatter Zhao Chang is a master. His father opened a machining factory, and the bullets were all from his hands." Chen Shaoyong said, pointing to the taller black-faced young man.

"Can you really make a gun?" Fang Jian asked the honest and black-faced young man.

Zhao Chang lit his head vigorously: "Well, as long as there are seamless steel pipes and CNC machine tools, I can make a real gun.

Fang Jian laughed: "Haha, I didn't expect that I would find you three people when I went out for hunting. Let's go! Go back to the base with me."

Fang Jian briefly introduced the situation of the base and found out the situation of the three of them clearly. Chen Shaoyong was 32 years old. He served in the southwest of his motherland for six years and traveled several times to a "friendly" country to carry out missions. He was considered a veteran.

Li Xin, the second generation official, and his father is an official in the local police station. No wonder these popular guns are blatant. Zhao Chang, a rich second generation, has no pursuit, but he is just a fanatical interest in guns. For this reason, his father, who is an engineer, is very angry.

The surrounding forests were basically clear through the three people. There were no other large animals. It seemed that the danger to the power station was basically lifted. Fang Jian decided to return to the base, and Chen Shaoyong and the other two decided to follow without any suspense, driving their colorful modified jeeps behind. After greeting Lao Zhu of the power station, the three cars drove down the mountain.

Chen Shaoyong and the other two were extremely excited, as if they were in the liberated area. The car soon stopped in the bay where the little otter was released. Li Ping was determined to go and see her big treasure and second treasure. Fang Jian gained a lot today and was in a good mood, so she left.

After the car stopped, Wang Anfu and Wu Junjie quickly died and occupied the favorable terrain to alert him. However, when Anfu took out his beloved sniper rifle from the car, Chen Shaoyong and the other two showed envious eyes. Fang Jian smiled knowingly and threw the eighty-one style he had brought to Chen Shaoyong. Chen Shaoyong grabbed it tightly, his face full of long-lost joy.

"Boss, where is my gun?" Li Xin asked shamelessly.

"Beware! You will have it when you return to the base."

Fang Jian said as he walked towards the river beach, Li Xin had to follow Chen Shaoyong with his air gun in disappointment.

(End of this chapter)

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