Huang Tingwei did not mean anything else. He was just pretending to be friendly to show that Franklin had surrendered to them. Franklin was living under someone else's roof, and Huang Tingwei was Zhang Xiaoqiang's trusted follower. Naturally, Huang Tingwei would grant all of Franklin's requests. However, he did not know that the satellite phone of the sacred-blood warriors was already being monitored by Nuwa. Nuwa would not stop them from speaking, and Genesis would not be able to hear anything that should not be said. This created a false impression for Quintacott that the president had already made peace with Zhang Xiaoqiang before them, and that the sacred-blood warriors also had the intention to betray them. Otherwise, even a blind man would be able to see through such a large transport ship.
There were hundreds of type 3 zombies surrounding them, and any one of them could easily tear Quintacott's group into pieces, not to mention the thousands of evolvers that reeked of blood. Sister Taylor, who had previously said that Asians were all monkeys, now only dared to look at her feet. Their current mood was like a group of rabbits that had entered the world of dinosaurs. In their minds, if they wanted to talk to the other side on equal terms, they would have to send out the God who was currently fighting against the American super warriors. Just then, there was a commotion from the riverside. Countless survivors were shouting and running. It was chaotic but not panicked, as if they were trying to avoid something.
The next moment, the head of the water snake, which looked like a giant train, appeared on the riverbank. Its huge horn looked like it was going to tear the sky apart, and its red eyes, which were larger than the tires of a giant truck, looked like a red nebula that could freeze any human being it stared at. Countless survivors were shouting and running in front of the water snake. From time to time, some people would carry the piled up materials on the ground in their hands or shoulders, as if they were afraid of being crushed by the water snake.
"It's nothing. It's just that Zhang Xiaoqiang's pet wants to bask in the sun. Don't worry, the sun is very good today …"
Huang Tingwei, who was welcoming them, looked up at the sky and said casually. Looking at his indifferent expression, it was obvious that he did not care about the shock caused by the mutated water snake. The transport ship, the type 3 zombies, and the 100-meter-long level 4 mutated beast had created a huge psychological pressure on them, especially Kuntakdai. He did not know the extent of the relationship between Zhang Xiaoqiang and the chairman. If they had already formed an alliance, then they would be like wolves entering a sheep's den.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood in the distance and looked at the group of people following Huang Tingwei into the reception room. A dangerous smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Although he did not know the intention of Genesis looking for him, he could guess it. Since they had come to him, it was equivalent to handing the initiative to him. When the time came, he would naturally have the final say. Nuwa's mission was too heavy for him. After the apocalypse, he had been to many places, but he always said that he was still in China. It was because of this that he was able to survive. If he were to go overseas, he could not imagine what would happen to him. Perhaps even in his sleep, he would have to be on guard against those foreigners with ulterior motives.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not intend to complete this difficult mission by himself. No matter what, this was a disaster for the whole world. The New Era was also considered a part of humanity, so he had to pull them in at some point. If even he knew about the Red Algae, then the other party must also know about the disappearance of Hawaii. He believed that other than those hiding in the depths of the mainland who did not know about the disappearance of Hawaii, all the forces with some means should know about it. Since that was the case, the person to carry the banner of righteousness might not necessarily be him.
For a moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang's train of thought became clear, and he could not help but think of Yin Meng. There were battle reports coming in every day, and the battle of tens of millions of zombies also affected his heart. He could not help but consider the pros and cons. Now that the communication between the two sides had been established, it could not be changed into combat power. Even if Yin Meng had to face tens of millions of zombies, it was only a matter of time before they were eliminated. Countless mutated predator plants had been transplanted into the Yin Mountain Range, and no matter what kind of plant it was, it could cause great damage to the zombies, and the dead zombies could provide fertilizer for the growth of these plants. Although there were countless plants being torn apart by the zombies every day, as long as there were zombie corpses, some of the vines of the stronger plants could grow into new plants, and those plants that were lucky enough to not be torn apart could grow into unimaginable giants on top of the hundreds and thousands of zombie corpses. According to the observation of the reconnaissance battalion that was connected to the satellite surveillance system, the largest tentacle monster occupied an entire mountain's area, and hundreds of thousands of zombies were devoured by this tentacle monster.
In less than three days, the entire Yin Mountain Range had devoured more than three million zombies. Under the hysterical call of the Type-3 zombies controlled by the Blood Battle Group, low-level Type-Z zombies were constantly controlled, and even the Type-Z zombies themselves were lured into the huge Yin Mountain Range trap. Thousands of kilometers of the mountain range had already become a zombie death zone. If there were no accidents, as the Yin Mountain Range Mutant Plants expanded, the area occupied by the zombies would become smaller and smaller, and eventually they would be driven out of Inner Mongolia.
For now, if the Blood Phoenix didn't appear, Yin Meng's method would be the best way to deal with the zombies. The highest number of zombies in the Yin Mountain Range was the Z3 zombies. If two Z3 zombies were incompatible with each other, it was possible that in the end, none of them would be able to escape from the sea of zombies. However, at this time, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't think of eliminating these zombies as the first priority. Instead, he was thinking about Yin Meng's future direction. Should he follow the previous plan to recover Beijing and the three provinces in the northeast, and use the industrial base there to create a strong army, or should he turn around and go south to connect Shaanxi and Hubei. This way, his forces would truly be connected.
Both plans had their own advantages. It was necessary to connect all the forces in the country, but before that, he had to first connect his own forces. This way, he would have enough strength to suppress those who were behind closed doors. Thinking about this, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a little confused, so he stopped thinking about it. Suddenly, the camp was bustling again. Countless women walked out of their shacks and gathered by the river. Looking at the crowd that was like ants, Zhang Xiaoqiang knew that the giant floating ship had returned …
Looking at the giant floating ship being occupied by the women and children in a short period of time, Zhang Xiaoqiang felt a lot better. As a savior, it was better to see those who could be saved than to be saved by others. Only when one was in control of one's own fate could one be considered truly powerful. Thinking about this, Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but imagine the scene of countless drones made of Pearl Tears covering the sky and shredding all enemies into pieces. He couldn't help but clench his fists, as if he was holding the greatest power in his hands.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, I got it … The leader is that black man called Kuntakdai. They came from Australia, and their purpose is to contact the 10th Division. Oh, right, it seems like they also offered to hire us. The conditions are the blueprints of the Mourner helicopter and all the equipment manufacturing technology …"
A young officer reported the progress of the negotiations to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't help but sneer. The Genesis really had a good plan. The Mourner helicopter looked good, but it couldn't compete with the mutated birds. It was dangerous even when facing the sea mutated beasts, not to mention the fact that they couldn't even manufacture it. Whether it was before or after the apocalypse, all the technicians in China were stuck on the engine. If the materials were not up to standard, it would be useless. Even if they had ready-made blueprints, they didn't have the corresponding materials, technology, and processing machinery.
One must know that the Mourner helicopter was a collection of the world's top technologies and materials. Most of the technologies were what China yearned for. If it wasn't for the apocalypse, with the blueprints and technology, they might be able to equip the troops on a large scale in 10 years. But now, it might not even be possible in 30 years.
"Well, tell them that if they want to negotiate with us, they have to show us something practical. The blueprints of the Mourner helicopter?
Even if they give it to us, it's only good for wiping our ass. Also, try to figure out their purpose of coming here … "
Zhang Xiaoqiang directly rejected the question about the helicopter blueprints, and then said:
"In addition, directly tell them about the 10th Division. In order to express our sincerity towards the New Era, we can let them bring back all the Silver Flower and Golden Oak officers. As for the soldiers, we will repatriate all the non-Chinese. Of course, they have to use the Australian Chinese in exchange. Let them find a way to solve the transportation problem themselves. Otherwise, we won't talk with them …"
Regardless of whether the Genesis' goal was the 10th Division in Hunan, Zhang Xiaoqiang wouldn't return it to them. Controlling the 10th Division was equivalent to controlling Hunan, and it would be faster than sending people to explore the wasteland step by step. Moreover, according to his analysis, the 10th Division controlled at least a colony of more than 100,000 people, which was definitely a fat piece of meat for him.