"Currently, there are 500 members in the base, 300 are official members, 200 are under Leader Three's command as the exploration team, another 100 are under Leader Honest's command as the defense team, stationed on the outer wall every day, and the remaining 200 are temporary members, they are trained by the Lieutenant Colonel.
Leader Three usually goes out every other day, but the exploration team sets out every day. Leader Three found one of his classmates, who was a small leader in the past, and was promoted to a small leader by Leader Three. Leader Three is in the base, and it is his classmate who sets out every day, and he is also the one who keeps harassing me.
Leader Honest has always been focused on the project, they are digging up the bamboo mountain and the back mountain, saying that they want to build a military fortress, and Leader Honest has been urging Leader Three to go out every day to find a warehouse for building materials.
There is also Fat Chef, Fat Chef is only in charge of the kitchen and vegetable fields, he wants to turn all the land behind the outer wall into vegetable fields, because some of the wanderers that were taken in casually built houses there, Fat Chef went to reason with them and was beaten up, and because of Leader Three's classmate's pleading, the matter was left unsettled … "
Hearing till here, Zhang Xiaoqiang really wanted to grow a pair of wings and fly back to the base, the base was already in a mess, everyone was doing their own things, even the military power was divided into three, and the most ridiculous thing was that an outsider was actually made a small leader. It was not easy to be a small leader for Zhang Xiaoqiang, which one of them did not roll out of blood and fire with him, seems like Third had also learned to go through the back door.
What made Zhang Xiaoqiang the most furious was Fat Chef, Fat Chef was an old man who had been by his side since he started, although he was only in charge of the kitchen and logistics, Zhang Xiaoqiang treated him as one of the management of the base, and would let Fat Chef participate in any meetings, but now he was actually beaten up by an outsider, and the matter was left unsettled, Zhang Xiaoqiang really wanted to remove Third from his position.
Zhang Xiaoqiang took a deep breath, he kept telling himself to calm down, he had to calm down, but the evil fire in his heart could not be extinguished, and in the midst of the conflict, he thought of something.
"You said that you are the only one in the radio listening room, and no one else comes to ask about us?"
Thinking of this …
Zhang Xiaoqiang almost broke out in a cold sweat. If the people in the base were indifferent to their lives, it proved that the people in the base were already disloyal.
"That's not it … In the past, a few managers would come over every day to ask about it. Perhaps it was because they were too busy, so they rarely came over. They asked us to compile the daily listening records into a form and send it over to them. It should be about a month after the convoy set off, but they said to inform them as soon as they received the news. I almost forgot. Brother Cockroach, I'm going now?
"Don't worry … I still have something to do … Does anyone know about the new people from your original missile base?"
The missile base was Zhang Xiaoqiang's last resort. He did not want to expose his trump card to the public, just in case.
"Err … I'm not sure about that, but I received a message from the missile base saying that a group of unidentified armed men tried to approach the missile base, but they were killed by the machine guns at the gate. I don't know if it was done by the newcomers … at least the base doesn't know."
"F * ck … f * ck … f * ck …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang could not help but curse. The location of the missile base had been exposed. Although he did not know who the armed men were, at least within a few hundred miles of the base, there was no one who could really form a gang.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang … Ask about the situation of the resources we went out to search for. I suspect there's something fishy …"
Yomi, who was standing at the side, could tell that something was wrong. The first thing he thought of was that the search team was the problem. Right now, the search team at the base was basically made up of members that were recruited later, and they were all personally trained by Three. If there was really a problem, it was Three who was the problem.
Zhang Xiaoqiang nodded and asked NaNa about the daily harvest of resources.
"I'm not very sure about the resources you're talking about, but I know that the base's supplies are a little tight. Daily necessities have been lacking since not long ago. Also, Fat Chef complained that someone stole a few pairs of rats. Also, the guards at the armory have changed. They're all Leader Honest's men. Anyone who wants to take a weapon has to get Leader Honest's presence …"
"There's really a problem … Tell me, is it Leader Honest or Three this time?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's face was solemn as he looked at Huang Quan. In his heart, he had almost given up on the original plan and brought his men back to the base. Huang Quan thought for a moment and shook his head. "The armory is very normal. Leader Honest is in charge of the internal security, and the armory is under his management. In the past, it was personally supervised by Captain He. Captain He's health isn't good, so it was right to let Leader Honest supervise it.
There shouldn't be any problem with Leader Three. Leader Three has many things to do, and he has to stay in the base every other day. If it was him, he would have recruited all the temporary members. He has the authority to do so.
I think there's only one problem, Leader Three's classmate. He's the biggest suspect. He's originally a small leader, and we can't rule out the possibility that he has a group of people hidden outside. He's using the base's power to support his small faction. He only needs to bribe all the small teams that follow him. "
When Zhang Xiaoqiang heard this, he slowly let out a breath. He was too worried. As long as the main managers of the base were fine, it would be fine. A small leader of the Vagrants was nothing in his eyes.
"NaNa … Gather all the managers to the listening room for a meeting. Including He Wen Bin. If he can't leave, carry him over …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang threw the microphone away and took out a cigarette. Huang Quan stood beside him and didn't say anything. He just stared blankly at the lake in the distance.
The militia downstairs were busy. The members of the search team had become accountants. Each of them held a small notebook and counted carefully. Yang Ke-er and the other two women were picking and choosing among the various supplies.
Further away, the sun gradually set. In the sky, the blood-red sunset dyed the clouds into a fiery red color. The fiery clouds had many changes. One moment it was bright red, the next moment it was golden, the next moment it was half purple and half yellow, and the next moment it was half gray and half lily.
Grape gray, pear yellow, eggplant purple, these colors were all present in the sky. There were also some colors that couldn't be described or seen before.
Under the setting sun, the busy people were covered with rosy colors. The bright light sprinkled down from the sky, dyeing the joy on their cheeks exceptionally moving. They were communicating with each other. The guns on their backs slid along their bodies as they worked. For the first time, they felt that weapons were so annoying. They all unloaded their guns and stacked them together like firewood on top of a bonfire.
The crowd was busy at the bottom, counting and stacking the bags of supplies. Everyone's face was full of smiles as they told each other all kinds of jokes. Amidst the laughter, they turned the heavy physical work into a kind of enjoyment.
The militia captain didn't reprimand them to put down their weapons. On the contrary, the captains also unloaded their rifles and rolled up their sleeves to work together. This was the joy of a harvest. A rare harvest meant a better tomorrow. With hope, they would naturally immerse themselves in this rare comfort.
Looking at the busy crowd below, Zhang Xiaoqiang was in a daze. These were his subordinates. These were his forces. These were the survivors who had followed him to the apocalypse to survive. They had joined him for various reasons. With these people, he had nothing to fear, because he was no longer alone.