A Liang has been in a bad mood since arriving in the new safety zone. Compared with the original safety zone in the south of the city, this place is simply a slum. There is nothing you want. If you want to have a good meal, you have to go back to the old safety zone, and there are no entertainment options.

What upset him most was not the difficult living conditions, but what he had to do next and the people he had to cooperate with. At this time, not only his own people were hiding in the furniture city, but also more than a dozen foreigners from Southeast Asia and Europe.

survivor.

Don’t get me wrong, these foreign survivors are not the same concept as the foreign survivors represented by Randy, Mrs.

Obtain tissue blood samples after death!

Although A Liang doesn't like Hong Tao very much, he doesn't want outsiders to kill him. As the saying goes, family scandals should not be made public. There is no need for outsiders to interfere with anything in his family. Unfortunately, he didn't care. The accurate location and time information was given by his superiors.

orders, others have no right to interfere.

No, the first arms deal failed. God's will is irresistible. If it doesn't work this time, a complete solution will be launched, and the specific executors will be these foreign killers.

As the old saying goes, there is no way a horse spoon can touch the edge of the pot. It is indeed a bit difficult for a group of professionally trained killers and a few pure desperadoes to live together in a building for dozens of days, at least in terms of living habits.

It’s not the same, we have to be humble to each other.

According to the customs of Chinese people, foreign guests must enjoy privileges. In the end of the world, this custom still remains. A Jing's order to Jiang Songting was to cooperate fully with four words, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he had to endure it.

"They can't even speak Chinese. Is it really useful?" Jiang Songting is more sophisticated and can tolerate the intolerance of ordinary people, but A Liang does not have this ability. He complains almost every day and can't tell the difference.

occasion.

"Let professionals do professional things. I don't know if they are useful. At least they are more useful than us." Jiang Songting's answer was not too polite. What he meant in his words was that foreign monks can chant sutras.

"Brother, if we can get the person first, we should be able to drink some blood in time, right?" A Liang is not a fuel-efficient lamp. Being loyal to Jiang Songting is one thing, but seeking benefits for himself is another.

interference.

"You're full of maggots in your fucking head. Do you dare to believe the rumors outside?" Jiang Songting also had mixed feelings about this right-hand man. He was happy that he would risk his life to follow him, but he was worried that no matter how hard he risked his life, the upper limit of his IQ was destined.

, it cannot be significantly improved the day after tomorrow.

"Didn't Ah Jing also say that it's true that he broke into the zombie group alone and killed the living corpses!" A Liang was not convinced and brought up another piece of evidence.

"She's just a dog above. She can bark as she pleases." Jiang Songting waved his hands impatiently. In his opinion, it's better to believe A Jing's words than to believe the storyteller's.

"Then these foreign devils are not fake, right? Brother, I know A Jing can't be trusted, but this matter has already made a big fuss. If there is no real evidence, these guys will definitely not come all the way to help."

A Liang had a fight with Jiang Songting today, and he had to explain the matter clearly before he would give up. It's not to blame that he was too curious, this matter was getting more and more puzzling, and it didn't make sense according to common sense. If you don't explain it,

If you understand the secret, how can you go all out?

"When we came here, we never imagined that we were going to do something immoral. Ah Liang, you are still young and don't quite understand the nature of those people above. They are not human at all. They will do anything for the sake of the seats under their butts. Not you and I can do that.

It’s imaginary.”

Facing A Liang's questioning, Jiang Songting had no way to retreat. In fact, he was not sure what the above meant, but one thing must be clear, that is, those who engage in politics cannot be considered human beings. Anyone who uses human categories to measure them will be in trouble.

Not far away.

"... Damn it, what the hell is this? I sold my life for half my life and I don't even know why, let alone who!" A Liang also fainted after hearing this. The elder brother was right.

Compared with the big shots who can control the overall situation without showing their faces, people like me really have too narrow vision and can't figure out the context at all.

"Have you finished scolding me? If you don't want to scold me anymore, go and change your shift quickly. It might rain at night, so wear more clothes!"

Since arriving in the new safe zone, similar conversations have been held more than once. Jiang Songting knows that A Liang does not want to find the answer, but is not willing to wait here. Unfortunately, the family records of the brothers are now in A Jing

In my hands, I have no right to think at all, I can only act according to the orders, and I can't be perfunctory at all.

Comparing Hong Tao and Jiang Songting, one is overt and the other is covert. The former should have been more passive, but now it is just the opposite. The right time, place and people are at least two of them. No matter who or what organization wants to operate in the new safe zone that has been blocked

It is easy to be noticed by those who are interested.

In fact, it does not require too much high technology. The method is very stupid but very effective. To use a common saying, we are trapped in the vast ocean of people's war! All areas with settlements in the entire new security zone are 100% controlled by immigrants from Xinjiang Province and local chambers of commerce.

scope.

It is not suitable for adults to have children, and it is not suitable for men to have women. Human tracking is not much worse than cameras. The same is true for areas without settlements. As long as there is a target, cleaners like Jia will find various ways to get closer and immediately find clues.

Smoothing down, there is almost no possibility of avoiding it.

"Come out, walk a few steps along the street, don't look up yet!"

But today Hong Tao went into battle in person. He put on Yuluo's iconic hooded robe, stood on the top floor of a tower north of the intersection, lowered his head to observe on the astronomical telescope supported by a tripod. When he felt that he had found the target, he immediately took it

He picked up the walkie-talkie and gave action instructions to Benzhu.

He is tall, neither fat nor thin, tall and straight, with a short head. When walking, his arms swing back and forth less than the left and right swings, commonly known as the crab walk. As long as he has these characteristics, he looks no different from Hong Tao.

It's easy to say, after so many years, there are very few people who can really look like Hong Tao, and almost none who can approximate it to 80%. However, with the return of Zhang Weiping, there was someone who suddenly fell in love with Hong Tao.

His name is Hirula Barenov, and judging by his name, he should be a Russian or Kazakh survivor. Yes, he was born in Kazakhstan, a small border county in East Kazakhstan Oblast, Zhaisan.

This is a small county only a few dozen kilometers away from the Sino-Kazakhstan border, close to Zhaisang Lake, mainly engaged in animal husbandry and fishery, and the economy is not very developed. However, in history, it used to be a very important trading port in Xinjiang Province, and it was intermittently

It opened and closed intermittently.

Barenov's father died of illness when he was very young, and he relied on his mother to raise his three brothers alone, living a tight life. After graduating from elementary school, he went home to fish, and his income was very small.

When he was 14 years old, there were suddenly a lot of trucks carrying goods on the road in front of the village. When he inquired about it, it turned out that the Jimunai Port on the China-Kazakhstan border had been opened. Businessmen were transporting flour and milk powder there in exchange for various light products.

If you transport industrial products to the state capital and resell them, you can earn a lot of money.

The Jimuna Port was only more than 50 kilometers away from his home. Little Barenov was moved. He didn't want to work hard on other people's fishing boats all his life. He wanted to go to the port to try his luck. If he could earn some money, he would buy a small fishing boat back home.

Your life will improve a lot.

The biggest advantage of young people is that they are bold and adventurous, which can also be called impulsive. After having this idea, little Barenov didn't think much about it, scraped together some money here and there, and took a cargo truck to the port.

Truck and start his dream journey.

Can a 14-year-old child really make money by going to the port? According to common sense, there is a high probability that he cannot. Even if he can endure hardship, no one is willing to hire a child to work. But there are always miracles in the world, and Barenov not only made his dream come true

, and made much more money than a fishing boat.

The reason is not good fortune, but having a good mother. His father is a Kazakh, but his mother is a Kalmyk, which is a branch of the Mongolian people. Balenov has spoken to his mother in Chinese and Mongolian since he was a child.

It’s not about how skilled you are and how you can cope with daily life.

"Demon Suppression Museum"

This skill, which was of no use at all in his hometown, allowed him to thrive at the Jimunai Port. He didn’t have to do anything all day long, he only had to shuttle between Kazakh, Chinese, and Mongolian businessmen and earn translation commissions.
Chapter completed!