Apocalypse Cockroach

Zhang Xiaoqiang and Zhang Huai 'an went to the entrance of the camp, saw the camp door closed, the team members were armed and careful to guard themselves. When they reached the fence, the entrance was a dense crowd. In a short period of time, the market area outside had turned N times the population, and the market was not large. Today, the crowd was crowded with density and numbness, and the crowd wiped their shoulders, making Zhang Xiaoqiang feel like he was watching the 2008 torch pass through the main road of the city before the end of his life.

The crowd below looked excited, raging, the noise turned into a giant wave surfing the sky. The crowd standing on the wall would get dizzy, go down to the wall, and the brick wall block would feel better.

“What's going on? Why are there so many people out there? ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang's body was not well, Zhang Huai 'an came out to ask the question. The subject of the interview was a militia with blood on its body. The militia was the person who delivered the goods and transported them outside. The blood on its body was the blood on the fishhead bones.

“Back... back to the captain... there are some people out there who want to see fish heads, and some who want to trade food for fish meat. ”

The 30-year-old militia stood in front of Zhang Huai 'an very modestly. Zhang Huai 'an had been managing them for a long time. His subconscious consciousness generated fear of Zhang Huai 'an. At this moment, though he was speaking, his body trembled slightly. Zhang Huai 'an Ping's fashion looked too similar, although he had some official appearance.

Zhang Huai 'an did not go to see the face of the militia, and yang it at will. He walked away like a fly. He turned to Zhang Xiaoqiang, his eyes were full of solicitation.

“It's up to you, at least one to five, the rest of you take the idea. ”

Zhang Xiaoqiang said the requirements and bottom line, the rest depends on how Zhang Huaian operates.

Zhang Huai 'an turned back to Zhang Xiaoqiang and turned to the wall, holding a loudspeaker in his hand, shouting at the people of the market:

“Attention, attention, attention, we officially sell fish meat..."

“Oh..."

Speaking of this, the people's sea below sends a cheer, all of them can eat full cheer, the others are lively to watch, see others cheer, he also cheers, seems to want to have some joy.

“Next, I'll say the exchange ratio..."

The crowd calmed down instantly, and there was no more noise except the noise of the sand moving the body because of anxiety, which they were listening to, whether they could afford it or not.

“Less than fifty pounds, more than one pound, one to ten..."

The crowd was loud and heard each other, then quiet.

“Five hundred pounds, more than fifty pounds, one to nine..."

The crowd did not riot and waited quietly for the back.

“Less than 5,000 kg, more than 500 kg, one to eight..."

Heard here, a handful of people were talking and seemed to be negotiating a partnership to buy fish meat, and 500 kilos was not a big number for them.

“Less than 10,000 kg, more than 5,000 kg, one to seven..."

Zhang Huai 'an stood on the wall and saw several people jump out of the crowd and run to the inside of the gathering place. He knew that he was running to report the message. He was proud of himself. The big boss still liked to hide behind the scenes.

“Less than 20,000 kg, more than 10,000 kg, one to six. ”

Zhang Huai 'an said this and announced the end of the quotation. Those interested can go to the camp entrance to discuss the purchase. At this time, a word was shouted out in the crowd.

“Excuse me, what is the price of less than a pound? ”

Hearing here, Zhang Huai 'an hesitated for a moment, his eyes flashed, and remembered that even if the mosquito was small, it was also flesh.

“One to ten, minimum must not be less than two taels. ”

At this time, the crowd was agitated again, and two kilos of rice were exchanged for stewed meat. This business did not lose. It crowded to the door to ask for meat change. There were quite a few pre-apocalyptic shopping trends.

Zhang Huai 'an did not understand the madness below. He and Zhang Xiaoqiang had not suffered much, and the diet was fairly balanced. It was unexpected that every day the bitter white rice rice did not eat the bitter food.

The crowd was diverted, the bulk of the deal was on one side, a bag of rice was unloaded, a fan of marinated fish was pulled away, the rich and coarse guys dragged away the fish meat is still stealing, the salt grain on the fish meat is a good thing, in the gathering place, one or two salt can replace a kilo of rice.

More people are gathered around the fish shop, the fish shop is built temporarily, a cook takes a knife and puts the fish pieces into one or two pieces, into a bucket, there are natural people in front of it to trade, the fish shop does not directly collect rice, the crowd has to overname the rice, exchange food stamps, then use food stamps for fish meat.

Some people exchanged dozens of kilos of food stamps, were queuing up to buy fish meat, saw a new shop set up next to the fish meat shop, filled with seasonings, and pickled noodles. I thought about it and turned to buy the food stamps.

Intangibly, food stamps were used as currency to make them feel convenient, and the power of the fleet to kill fish was added to the initial letter issued by the fleet.

Zhang Huai 'an looked at the accumulating food bag and smiled. It seems that he will not have to deal with the three major forces tomorrow. Today's robbery can digest six tons of fish meat clean?

“Is... is it Captain Zhang? ”

Zhang Huai 'an turned her head and saw a beautiful female officer standing beside him, looking at him carefully.

Zhang Huai 'an immediately guessed who the visitor was, only the women's battalion in the gathering area was available, only Zhao Xiaobo in the women's battalion came out for diplomacy, and the woman in front of him was Huang Quan's former girlfriend.

“Don't talk to me about anything. If you want to buy fish yourself, if you want to talk about something, we won't accompany you. ”

Zhang Huai 'an's attitude was very clear and did not want to have any involvement with the women's barracks, which was also the tone set by Zhang Xiaoqiang.

Zhao Xiaobo heard Zhang Huai 'an's indifference, a burning sensation on his cheek, some arrogance in his heart, wanted to leave, thinking of the dry skin on the face of the newly recruited female soldier, she bit her teeth and insisted, standing beside Zhang Huai 'an, staring at Zhang Huai 'an with a burning eye, not talking, just staring at him, eyes begging.

Zhao Xiaobo made Zhang Huaian unable to eat. Looking at Zhao Xiaobo, Chu Chu Keqing, Zhang Huaian remembered that his son was in her grade, and thinking of his son, Zhang Huaian's tears and flowers were about to come out.

“Come on, what's up? ”

Zhang Huai 'an asked, but did not look at Zhao Xiaobo. He turned his head to the side and wiped away his tears by using the action of lighting the cigar.

“Yes... here's the thing, we recruited a new group of female soldiers who were too hungry, too ill, and wanted to sell them some fish meat to make up for themselves..."

“Line up over there, there's food, we welcome anyone in exchange..."

Zhang Huai 'an still doesn't look at her, it looks like a business office.

“Can you make it cheaper..."