Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Survivor Base The little trader who hid his head and tail was slightly stunned, the smile on his face faded, he glanced at Xia Bai, and said, "Do you know what you are talking about?"
Xia Bai smiled with sour milk in his mouth and shook his head.
The little vendor's brows furrowed, and at a certain moment he even felt that Xia Bai was playing tricks on him.
However, immediately after, Xia Bai threw him a small cloth bag from the green post office directly from the car.
The little merchant was taken aback, but it was heavy, and he opened the corner of the bag and glanced at it, and his face changed sharply.
Inside was a golden lump of gold, reflecting his entire face.
And this weighs at least a pound.
He raised his head and looked at Xia Bai in front of him with some shock.
Xia Bai smiled and said, "What I want, if you have it, when I turn around and go in, you will come to me, if not, if you can introduce me to relevant people, I can give you more remuneration." ” The peddler's face changed slightly, and he said, "This is for me."
Xia Bai said: "If you entrust someone to do something, you must show some sincerity first."
"You" the peddler was indeed a little stunned, even if it was the end of the world, as long as he was lucky and bold, he could get a lot of materials or gold from the poor, but he was really the first time to see him so casually throwing out a pound of gold as a roadstone.
Although the price of gold has dropped sharply, after all, it is the early stage of the apocalypse, and many people know that this thing is not very useful, and they are willing to pay a lot of materials in exchange, and a pound of gold is worth a lot of money.
And at this moment when he was stunned, Xia Bai had already said: "Of course, it's okay for you to find a group of people to find trouble with me, it's all indifferent, it's just more troublesome, so, if possible, I think we try to follow each other's requirements, you give me the channel to get what I want to get, I won't treat you badly." ” Xia Bai knew that he would take a certain risk by smashing a pound of gold out like this, but in the Bingcheng Prison Survivor Base, although the military would not control the fog owned by individuals, a large amount of reselling materials was still not allowed, one or two guns were fine, but if Xia Bai wanted to get a real amount of fog equipment with great power and large quantities, the channel could only be obtained from the military and the government, which was even more careful for sellers, even if they wanted to sell, they could only be sold to big money owners or famous forces, and there were only seven people on Xia Bai's side, if you don't show that you have "money" first, I'm afraid that it is impossible for anyone to choose to sell weapons and equipment to Xia Bai.
Therefore, he opened the way in this way, although he may have to take a certain amount of risk, but it was undoubtedly the way to get what he wanted in the shortest possible time.
Moreover, the security in the Ice City Prison is actually okay, Xia Bai is a doomsday old fritter, and there is an awakened person by his side, so he really doesn't think that anyone here will threaten them.
The survivors who would covet his gold could not be too strong, and the survivors who were too strong would not care about the gold from Xia Bai's hands.
The little vendor hesitated for a moment, rolled up the small cloth bag of the post office, stuffed it into his small school bag, and said, "Sir, your surname." ” "Xia Bai."
The little trader nodded and said, "Wait until I look for you." ” As he spoke, he lifted his hood to cover his face, and walked away.
Bai Lan, who was sitting in the co-pilot, was a little surprised and said, "You want to buy armaments and weapons."
Hou Zhuang and the others were more curious about where Xia Bai got the gold Although Xia Bai had revealed the secrets of his battleship to everyone, he did not tell them more details related to his battleship, so they were not very clear about the details and functions of this battleship.
When Xia Bai heard this, he glanced at Bai Lan and said with a smile: "Of course, you have to be armed to the teeth, and you all learn to shoot." ” Bai Lan: "Hmm" The next road was much smoother, in the area of Bingcheng Prison, the military arranged a strict defense system, slaughtering all the zombies that slipped through the net, although there were many cars crowded here, but it was absolutely safe.
Xia Bai and the others finally reached the security check position when the sky was completely dark, and the special, biochemical suits and military members here carefully checked everyone, this was a full body inspection, as long as there was a wound, it would be highly valued.
The military did not confiscate the weapons carried by Xia Bai, but seriously reminded them to pay attention to safety and once they clashed with others or even killed people in the survivor base of Bingcheng Prison, they would be directly expelled from the survivor base of Bingcheng Prison.
The inspection took nearly ten minutes to complete, and their car followed a military vehicle towards the Ice City prison.
Hou Zhuang complained: "There is really a sense of déjà vu that I want to squat in prison, and the inspection is too strict." ” It was only three days since the end began, and it was fast enough for the military to clear a place to house the survivors so quickly, so there was basically no renovation of the inside of the prison, and the previous facilities were put into use.
Xia Bai and the others were assigned to the ninth building of the prison and really lived in the prison.
Xia Bai had already experienced it, and it was commonplace, but Bai Lan's expression was somewhat awkward, after all, it was only the end of the world, and their arrangement of living in prison casually was still a little awkward.
On the first floor, a company commander greeted him.
It was a man of about twenty-six or seventeen years old, with dark skin and a resolute expression, nodded to Xia Bai and the others, and said: "I am Lin Yongan, the person in charge of the ninth building, I am responsible for everything that happens to you in this building, we will arrange rooms for you, and now the tentative situation is two people in a room, and then, the water supply plant has long been damaged, and it should be unable to supply it for the time being, the prison has its own motor, but it has to supply power to military facilities, so it is impossible to guarantee electricity, but the military will put a quota of food per head every day, Please remember to pick it up at 10 o'clock every day.
"Also, I've heard, you have guns in your hands, right, the brothers at the front security check may have already said, although it is the end of the world now, but killing people, or shooting indiscriminately is still not allowed, because my company is also responsible for the perimeter security of this area, and it may not always be in the nine buildings, but the monitoring system is operating normally, so, please keep peaceful, don't conflict with people, once there is a conflict, please notify the military immediately, we will deal with it fairly."
After this person said these words expressionlessly, he motioned for his soldiers to take Xia Bai and the others upstairs, and the other survivors who arrived were also received by other soldiers.
Xia Bai realized that the reason why the company commander came forward in person may be because he had a gun in his hand.
After all, because of the peculiarities of China, guns in the hands of civilians are highly valued, and Xia Bai also knows what it means to have a gun in the hands of a person who can't use it at all or is crazy.
The military's agreement to let the survivors keep their weapons is itself risky. 484804523066972ht 。
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