This time, it did not take long. Zuo Tian could be considered a capable man. The team of two thousand people boarded the plane according to gender, age, and skills. The survivors of Axe Mountain also took the opportunity to go down to the ground to stretch their bodies. Zhang Xiaoqiang did not pay attention to those professionals. After those people got off the plane, he focused all his attention on the children. These children were brought out from the camp by Jima, who risked being punished by Zhang Xiaoqiang. Their ages ranged from three to eight years old. Perhaps Jima liked girls more, as most of the children were girls. They were all very careful, like frightened rabbits watching from afar, ready to hide on the plane behind them at any time.
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the bright red in the middle of the children, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings. He had rushed into the Axe Mountain camp to save her. This little girl, who was not even five years old, had killed so many people and so many children. He had thought that this child would die for sure, but he had never thought that she would appear on his plane. Without a doubt, this little girl was very lucky, and it made Zhang Xiaoqiang's depressed heart feel a lot better because of this red.
Sophia was nowhere to be found, and the British had left behind a lot of Chinooks and civilian transport planes. More than thirty Chinooks could transport almost a thousand people at a time, but it was far from enough. Zhang Xiaoqiang had to negotiate with Wan Qiang and ask him to transfer some planes to help transport some people away. During his discussion with Tie Zhongyuan, he finally understood why Wan Qiang had attacked the Axe Mountain camp. Compared to the Americans and the British, the Russians were more interested in robbing. They did not have the time to understand how the blood-breeds grew, nor did they spend the effort to cultivate them. It was very simple. Wan Qiang would not transform all the Russians into evolvers, and all the blood-breeds were monopolized by him. These blood-breeds were not very useful to him, but they had nutrients that normal food could not provide, which allowed him to continuously climb to a higher level of evolution. That was why Wan Qiang valued the blood-breeds so much.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, I don't think that the blood-breeds are good. I tried to persuade the Tsar, but he did not want to listen. But this is better than watching the Tsar eat people, right?"
Tie Zhongyuan was much closer to Zhang Xiaoqiang than to Wan Qiang. At least they had fought side by side, and Tie Zhongyuan's cousin had a high position in the Yin Meng Empire. Therefore, the atmosphere between them was not bad. When the two talked about the blood-breeds, Tie Zhongyuan could not help but complain.
"Hmph, Wan Qiang is not a good leader. You have to be careful under him. I think it is wrong for you to put your hope on him. During the time you have been in contact with him, he is selfish. Everything he does is for himself. He even betrays the interests of his subordinates. Moreover, he is an Asian, so he can only rely on violence to suppress others. If there is an accident one day, as an Asian, you are very likely to be blamed by the Russians.
At that time … "Zhang Xiaoqiang heard Tie Zhongyuan's complaint and could not help but have an idea. He said some strange things in a roundabout way, which made Tie Zhongyuan's expression turn ugly. However, he did not refute immediately. Instead, he lowered his head and pondered. Obviously, he had also thought about it. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw the opportunity and could not help but say in a serious tone," You are a good leader. I can see that when we were in Inner Mongolia. I let you go that day because I wanted to see how far you could go. Unfortunately, you followed Wan Qiang. I know what kind of person Wan Qiang is.
It can be said that as long as there are enough benefits, he will immediately sell all of you. You don't have to be so considerate to him. Sometimes, you have to think about yourself … "
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, you must be joking. His Majesty the Tsar is rough on the outside but careful on the inside. He is not as inhumane as you say. He has taken good care of the Chinese people in Russia. I believe that everything will get better under our persuasion …" Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little anxious, which made Tie Zhongyuan wary. He spoke vaguely, but he did not turn hostile. Looking at Tie Zhongyuan's evasive eyes, Zhang Xiaoqiang smiled knowingly. He patted Tie Zhongyuan's shoulder and said, "Every man for himself. There is still a long way to go, and no one knows what will happen tomorrow. I don't like Wan Qiang very much, not because of anything else, but because he has eaten people. As long as he eats people, I will be irreconcilable with him. I don't want you to be stuck between us when the time comes. Think about it carefully, if that day really comes, I don't expect you to help me, and I hope you won't help him either …"
Tie Zhong Yuan was also infuriated, as he glared at Zhang Xiao Qiang and growled: "Without the Tsar, we wouldn't be where we are today. I hope Brother Cockroach will stop saying such things in the future, otherwise, don't blame me for being merciless …." After that, he ignored Zhang Xiao Qiang and turned to leave. Looking at Tie Zhong Yuan's departing back, Zhang Xiao Qiang did not feel disappointed, instead, he felt gratified. He knew that Tie Zhong Yuan had listened to him, and at the same time, he knew that Tie Zhong Yuan would not expose him. Zhang Xiao Qiang's words were like a poisonous seed planted in Tie Zhong Yuan's heart, waiting for the day to grow. He knew what kind of person Tie Zhong Yuan was, he had swept through the entire Yin Meng region, becoming the strongest power in the entire Inner Mongolia. The safety zone spanned over tens of thousands of kilometers, and he had even settled down in Ala Xuan County. Tie Zhong Yuan's ambitions were huge, and he didn't have the chance now. One day, if it really happened like what Zhang Xiao Qiang had said, and he had to fight with Wan Qiang, then Tie Zhong Yuan's chance would come. Zhang Xiao Qiang had said all this to give Tie Zhong Yuan time to prepare.
Burying a poisonous thorn in Wan Qiang's power, Zhang Xiaoqiang touched his head and felt proud of himself. At least he had learned to use conspiracy to solve problems. Even if Tie Zhongyuan knew that Zhang Xiaoqiang had ulterior motives, he would not consider it seriously. There was an irreparable rift between Zhang Xiaoqiang and Wan Qiang, and China and Russia were too far apart, separated by the whole of Siberia. For at least 30 years, the tentacles of both sides would not collide. Therefore, even if Russia changed its master, it would not have much to do with Zhang Xiaoqiang. This was a naked exchange of benefits.
The sudden sound of gunfire interrupted Zhang Xiaoqiang's complacency. He saw Zuo Tian and a few male survivors using rifles to intimidate the remaining people. Of the 2,400 people, more than 400 had volunteered to stay. At least that was what Zuo Tian said. However, people tended to follow the herd. If the others left, they would not dare to stay. However, Zuo Tian did not let them go. Including the British and Russians, the maximum number of people they could take was only 2,000. Most of the remaining survivors were disabled or weak. Most of them were survivors in the service industry or fishing industry before the apocalypse. After the apocalypse, taking them away was equivalent to a loss.
At this time, most of the survivors had boarded the plane and looked out of the window. These people had different expressions. Some were sad, some were sad, some were indifferent, and some were gloating. The survivors who were unwilling to leave began to rejoice. More than 400 evolutionaries who were about to be abandoned cried and begged Zuo Tian. They knelt on the ground and kowtowed until they bled. Many people took out their hidden gold, jewelry, or food and held it in front of their chests, begging to board the plane. However, Zuo Tian was unmoved. He scolded loudly, and the rifle in his hand spat fire from time to time to frighten the survivors. Behind him, the last survivors were boarding the plane. They were waiting with the last of the food in the gathering place. They lowered their heads like ostriches and did not dare to look back. They were afraid that Zuo Tian would leave them here.
Seeing those people, Zhang Xiao Qiang's slightly cheerful heart started to feel uncomfortable again. The survivors of the Okamoto Colony didn't have much to do with him. He just wanted to bring as many people as he could to save them. Staying in Japan would only mean death. He also wanted to bring all the people he had chosen with him, but he didn't have the ability to do so. He resisted the urge to stop Zuo Tian, and turned around as if he didn't see anything.
In the end, the four hundred survivors knelt on the ground and cried helplessly at the sky. Helicopters took off one after another and flew away in a dense formation in the sky. Standing by the window of the helicopter, Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the ant-like crowd below in silence. The crowd refused to disperse until the helicopter flew over the forest and was replaced by green. He let out a long sigh of relief and turned around to see Wan Qiang sitting with his legs crossed, holding a bottle of vodka and drinking it. On the table in front of him were a variety of dishes and food, Russian sausages, bread, barbecue, and red vegetable soup. The ponytail girl and the two children who were hiding on the side drooled. They were afraid of Wan Qiang's ferocious and terrifying expression, so they could only hide in the corner and watch.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not want to stay with Wan Qiang, but the seats on the plane were all packed. Many planes did not load passengers according to the number of passengers, but according to their weight. It was like a train during the Spring Festival, so there was not even a place for a person to fart. If someone were to accidentally fart, hundreds of people would be able to smell it. Therefore, Zhang Xiaoqiang had no choice but to board Wan Qiang's plane. Wan Qiang's ride was the world's largest Mi-12 helicopter. The modified helicopter was as luxurious as a luxury yacht. It was 37 meters long and 12 meters high, comparable to an airliner. The helicopter could easily carry a light tank. There were eighteen rooms in the helicopter, and the decorations were the same as the presidential suites on the ground. The plane only had Wan Qiang and the four Russian girls as passengers. Even though Zhang Xiaoqiang had brought the little ones with him, it did not feel crowded at all. Instead, it felt spacious.
As Wan Qiang drank, his four eyes glanced at Zhang Xiaoqiang from time to time. There was an indescribable emotion in his eyes. Beside him was a golden tray inlaid with all kinds of gems and diamonds. The tray had a classic style of the sixteenth century, and there were all kinds of intricate patterns on it. At first glance, one would think that it was a treasure with a legendary history. There were more than ten black Blood Seeds in the tray. Wan Qiang would pick one up from time to time and toss it into his mouth, as if he was chewing peanuts to go with the wine. Nobody knew how he was eating it.
"Before we go to Korea, we'll need to refuel in Okinawa. If Zhang Xiaoqiang is tired, you can take a nap. If you need a woman, you can go to the maid's room. I've handpicked these Russian ladies. They don't stink, and they don't have a lot of hair …"
Wan Qiang could not stand being with Zhang Xiaoqiang anymore. He tried to strike up a conversation. It was more than a thousand kilometers from Osaka to Okinawa, and it would take at least four to five hours for the fleet to arrive. He did not want to stare at Zhang Xiaoqiang for hours. Zhang Xiaoqiang sat opposite Wan Qiang nonchalantly. He grabbed a few red sausages and bread and tossed them behind his head. The ponytailed girl jumped up and caught all the food like a kitten, happily sharing it with the two of them.
"We can think about the red algae when we arrive in Korea. The New Era and the United States are troublesome. I'm afraid it won't be easy with them around …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang picked up the cigar from the exquisite cigar box and lit it up. He did not swallow it. Instead, he blew it in his mouth and felt the taste of the cigar on his taste buds. When he heard Zhang Xiaoqiang mention the red algae, Wan Qiang raised his head and finished half the bottle of vodka. He exhaled heavily and smiled mockingly with his head lowered. "When we were discussing earlier, we didn't mention that I would be in danger. Things have gone out of control. I don't want to participate in the upcoming operation. Shall we part ways when we arrive in Korea?"