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

Chapter 180 It's Difficult

Zhang is your father's surname?

Chen Xiaoyong's mind immediately thought of someone.

The boss of that company across the river, it seems, had the surname Zhang.

As this thought crossed his mind, his gaze on Zhang Ye shifted, gaining a few extra shades of understanding. Could this young man be the son of that company's boss?

An excitement suddenly rose in Chen Xiaoyong's heart, as if a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity lay before him.

The two forces had been collaborating for over half a month now.

At first, it was only firearms and protective gear.

But later, several more categories of goods were gradually added, among which food and medicine were the most important.

Although the Ecological Park was not short of food in the short term, their warehouse stored mostly staple materials such as rice, flour, grain, and cooking oil, which couldn't be consumed directly.

Most people ate a simple meal of rice or flour cooked into a thick gruel or porridge twice a day.

At most, a bit of salt was sprinkled in it.

If one could find some canned food to toss into the pot and cook a can of meat porridge, tsk tsk, that would be an even more rare delight.

Such treats were usually only afforded to Chen Xiaoyong's higher-ranking subordinates.

Rear echelon personnel could only ensure they had enough to fill their stomachs.

But over time, nearly everyone felt nauseated at the sight of the gruel or porridge; however, because food was so precious, they had to bear this unbearable urge to vomit and swallow it again.

Rice was slightly better.

But still, the taste was far too bland.

It was for this reason that those canned goods scavenged from supermarkets or residential buildings were a rare delicacy for anyone.

But now, these delicacies were being sold in large quantities with the arrival of the company's caravan.

The shiny tin cans bore the company's full name and the components of the can's contents, without any decorative images beyond that.

Pigment also had to be sourced through human effort, resulting in all product packaging being kept very minimalistic.

In plain terms, it was a reluctance to waste materials.

Being edible was all that mattered.

At first, some people were concerned about the two characters written on the can, "rat meat."

But as a few security guards escorting the trucks chuckled and lifted the lids, revealing the somewhat reddened meat inside, no one could resist the temptation of meat any longer.

And its price was two to three times cheaper than those old cans.

One only needed five jin of white flour to trade for one.

What did five jin of white flour represent?

He hurried to explain, but the other party had already stepped back a few paces, shaking his head and saying, "There's no need to explain, explaining is just covering up, and covering up means there really is something going on."

This remark instantly triggered a reaction from many people behind them, especially from Tian Gou and Zhang Wei, whose hearts nearly jumped into their throats.

You'd think the boss would know better.

If it's just clocking in, just clock in and go back, right?

This isn't our turf, after all. You've clocked in, so why linger around here? What if something happens?

Besides, Chen Xiaoyong is a well-known opportunist.

Plainly speaking, he's bold and meticulous and loves taking risks.

If he discovered Zhang Ye's identity, he would definitely order his capture and then use him to blackmail the company.

If the company loses some supplies, it's not the end of the world, but if the boss gets taken out, that's completely game over.

And Chen Xiaoyong's response just now was precisely indicating he had this intention.

At the critical moment,

"However, I think you might not have fully considered your position."

Zhang Ye's voice continued, but suddenly there was a click from the truck behind them, and then a dozen or so fully armed commando-like guards rushed over.

All of these figures had only their eyes visible.

Whether it was an illusion or not, everyone who saw their eyes felt an inexplicable sense of fear.

You could vaguely see that the eye sockets beneath the metal masks seemed to be reddened.

The body armor covering their entire bodies made them look extremely tall and strong, and at first glance, they appeared like rows of statues, standing proud and tall.

What drew even more attention was the weapons cradled in the guards' arms.

Uniform standard assault rifles.

The air suddenly grew quiet.

The explanation Chen Xiaoyong was about to offer was swallowed back down.

The ambition he had just conceived dissipated in an instant.

All that was left was regret.

Damn it, if only I hadn't been so eager to come out here.

Although he was well aware that the other side certainly had superior equipment, no one had expected it to have progressed to the level of assault rifles!

Now it's no longer a matter of whether the other side should worry about being kidnapped.

It's whether he should worry about being captured on the spot.

All these guns, and you want to run back to the Ecological Park?

Dream on~