You were supposed to hoard supplies, why the heck did you hoard zombies!

Chapter 174 Is This the Excellence Fleet?

As soon as Peng Yue had spoken, the brothers standing by his side could hardly bear it.

"Is this all the people we have now, to be sent out to exchange for equipment with the company?"

But if they did this, wouldn't they have no place left to replenish their forces if conflicts arose with other powers in the future?

Yet, seeing the resolute look on their elder brother's face, none of the brothers dared to speak up.

Everyone knew why he was doing this.

He was beyond persuasion.

However, it was Big Beard who raised an objection.

Shaking his large head, he said amidst the astonished gazes of the others, "Boss Peng, we don't want slaves; these people must volunteer to go to the safe zone."

"Who says they aren't volunteering?"

Peng Yue's face bore a self-mocking smile, then he continued, "They only have two choices."

"Either wait here to die with me or, follow your people back to the safe zone where they might still have a chance to live."

"Even if you don't want them, they will have to leave here."

"About today's events..."

He stopped there in his speech.

The expressions on the faces of the brothers beside him also became complex.

The survivors who relied on the protection of the fleet were all very pragmatic; everything they did was just to stay alive, naturally flocking to wherever there was an opportunity to survive.

Now that the fleet had returned in a sorry state, it was clear to those below what had happened.

Probably tonight, some would take advantage of the darkness to flee.

Loyalty?

Don't joke, have they eaten your rice?

Big Beard understood clearly after this explanation and immediately agreed to his conditions, promising that the company's equipment would arrive within the latest three days.

Once the terms were agreed upon, the relationship between the two parties seemed to return to their usual friendliness.

As if nothing had ever happened.

That same night, upon returning to the dormitory, Big Beard reported the situation using the wireless radio he had brought, and the person who received his message was none other than Tian Gou, who had just returned from Chen Xiaoyong's banquet.

Unlike the Peng family brothers.

Despite losing quite a few people, Chen Xiaoyong had truly defeated the fleet, and from then on, the orchard was his to control.

Several smaller survivor territories in the vicinity were also allocated into his sphere of influence.

A night's rain had left the entire yard desolate.

The guards on the wall were dozing off, waiting for a shift change when suddenly the rumble of a truck's engine sounded outside.

The noise quickly drew out all the hiding zombies.

Greenery pool, underside of vehicles—the rustling friction and increasingly dense moans of zombies could be heard everywhere, and the shadows flitting through the guards' field of vision made them start to get tense.

"Damn it, who's the asshole running around outside this early in the morning?"

"Has someone got nothing better to do?"

The man had just started complaining when he saw a truck rush out of the road ahead, instantly knocking a few zombies that had made it to the middle of the road into the air.

Before he could react, it had already made a sharp turn towards them.

Half a minute later, two trucks stopped in front of the gate.

The company's people had arrived.

Peng Yue, who had just climbed out of bed, didn't even bother to get dressed, simply throwing on a jacket before rushing out of the room, joined by the equally excited Peng Si and Peng Liu in the living room.

The fifth brother was the quickest to act, having already gone to notify the others to prepare for moving.

"Brother, is it people from the company?"

"We just discussed it last night, and they've already come today. Could it be Mr. Chen—"

Peng Si was clearly worried, but Peng Yue knew very well that the two people the company had left here must have brought radios or some form of communication equipment; otherwise, the news couldn't have spread so fast.

Creak—

The gate slowly opened.

Everyone suppressed their excitement and unease as they watched the trucks in front of them.

It seemed like the people in the trucks had seen them, but before the person who got out could close the door, a dark shadow suddenly burst out of the nearby bushes and pounced onto the back of that person in an instant.

The figure hadn't stabilized before rolling into a tangle with the shadow.

Peng Yue's pupils shrank and he immediately stepped back a few paces, with his brothers tense and reaching for their weapons.

"Bang!"

The gunshot was deafening.

Almost instantly, the shadow on the ground let out a pained cry and stopped moving.

It was a mutant wildcat about one hundred and fifty centimeters long.

There was a fist-sized hole in its body.

The woman put away her gun expressionlessly, glanced at the people in front of her, and said, "Is this the Excellence Fleet?"