Memphis chuckled:"First Leader, my uncle Mole and my father used to work together. My father supplied surplus police weapons. Hearing from Dante about his unfortunate demise, I wanted to take custody of those weapons."First Wayman almost shattered the teacup in his hand. That bastard, his fabricated story is truly infuriating.When has police surplus weaponry ever been sold to gangsters?Third Hubert, who had been silent throughout, was now also enraged. He was not skilled in scheming or planning and had no brains for it; all he knew was brute force. It had bee
A moment later, Memphis spoke in a deep voice:"The First Leader, we’ll leave Jarred and Dante here."First Wayman raised an eyebrow and immediately said:"Leave one more person."His words carried an invisible pressure, making Memphis hold his breath before replying:"We also need manpower on our side, otherwise the spoils of war will be too few. How about this, we’ll leave Miss Kathy here too. The First Leader, you’re not trying to squeeze us out of the loot, are you?"First Wayman initially wanted to pressure Memphis into leaving one more person as a “hostage,” but he hesitated, fearing Memphis might see through his plan. After a moment, he said:"Fine, we’ll divide the spoils based on contributions. But our side must get at least 70% of the weapons and ammunition.""Agreed, it's a deal."Memphis inwardly sneered, looking at the Three Guys Gang as if they were dead men walking.The essence of deception is to create a seemingly safe environment, making the prey believe they are in c
First Wayman furiously shouted in anger, kicking open the car door and jumping out, firing three shots into the air to restore some order.Seeing the flaming car blocking the road ahead, his heart sank. Looking at Memphis and his group standing calmly, without any sign of panic, his sense of foreboding grew stronger.Once all the lackeys were out of the vehicles, First Wayman, holding an AK74 and aiming it at Memphis's group, asked in a deep voice:"What just happened?"Memphis, with a cold look, responded calmly:"Oh, First Leader, it was just an accident. One of my comrades accidentally shot a fireball, which unfortunately hit the gas tank of your subordinate's car. So, as you can see..."Hearing Memphis's mocking tone, the men pointed their guns at him, shouting angrily:"You bastard...""You killed Young Dog...""I'm going to kill you..."First Wayman's sense of foreboding intensified. He looked at Winston, who no longer showed any signs of fear, at Wylie's bloodthirsty eyes, and
Memphis, standing behind the now-cracked ice wall, coldly threatened:"Drop your weapons now, or die!"His call for surrender was met with a barrage of gunfire.Bang bang bang...Thunk!One of the ice balls suddenly transformed into a sharp 2-meter spike, impaling a lackey through the stomach and suspending him in mid-air."Aaaa... It hurts..."Another ice ball burst into icy mist, enveloping a lackey's legs. He screamed in agony as his feet, then legs, then thighs, froze and shattered, leaving him a half-man writhing on the ground, screaming."Help me... I surrender..."But as he screamed, the cold invaded his throat, freezing his neck, then half his body into an ice statue.First Wayman fired a full clip from his AK74 into the wall opposite, shattering it to pieces. However, no one was behind it.Instead, he was met with a sharp ice spear that pierced his right shoulder, spreading a chilling frost that exploded his shoulder with a pop, causing his blackened arm to fall beside him."
First Wayman, upon seeing the carnage and the crowd of survivors, knew he had lost. He quickly shouted:"I surrender. Spare me. I regret everything…"But no one responded to him. They all stared at him with cold, hateful eyes.Memphis then stood before everyone and declared:"Hello everyone, my name is Memphis. Before this, I was an office worker, earning a salary and paying taxes like everyone else!"His introduction was simple, not boasting about his strength or combat skills, focusing instead on his pre-apocalypse life.This approach garnered some goodwill. At least the person who had captured First Wayman wasn’t acting arrogantly.Memphis glanced around at everyone and continued:"I, too, am an ordinary survivor, fighting every day for food and safety. Today, I am here because the Three Guys Gang pushed me to the brink, forcing me to fight back.""I killed him because he oppressed and bullied me."These words from Memphis struck a chord with the crowd. They shared the same grievan
After thinking for a moment, Jarred said:"This dormitory can hold up to 400 people, easy to defend and hard to attack. Our current place is too exposed and small. Moving our 30 people here is easier than moving nearly 200 people there."Memphis nodded. Moreover, this dormitory was near the Grieving River, and across the Grieving River bridge was Lakeside County. The river could provide fresh food supplies.This place seemed like a much better option.Having made his decision, he calmly spoke:"Announce to everyone once again. From now on, each person's food rations will be doubled. Additionally, there will be various tasks assigned, and completing them will earn contribution points, which can be exchanged for extra food."Timon, organize a team to maintain order around here. No more looting, bullying, or theft."Timon, I'll overlook your past mistakes. Gather a group of daring individuals ready to search for supplies with me. Tell them that if they listen and are brave, within half a
Jarred quickly said:"I'll go bring my people over; otherwise, my two sweethearts will cry their eyes out missing me."Memphis had no objection to this. Jarred, being level 7, was more than capable of handling things on his own.They had spent over an hour here, and the other side had likely loaded all the supplies onto the bus and pickup trucks, ready to flee if things went south. What seemed like a bad situation had turned out surprisingly well, giving them the opportunity to move their base.Memphis wasn't idle either. He had been delayed by side issues for too long while aiming to reach level 9. He couldn't afford any more delays. Swiftly, he waved his hand, and four rings clattered onto the table."Everyone involved in this operation can choose some guns and ammo as spoils. We'll split these four rings and the rest. As for the baseball bats and machetes, distribute them to the subordinate team."Jarred nudged and picked a ring of agility and a fireball ring."Ding! Fireball ring
Dante Mole and Timon Roome, both leaders of their respective teams, had previously gone out to fight zombies and scavenge for supplies. They were not overly terrified, cautiously killing zombies one by one.They wielded distributed baseball bats, and even Mole and Roome had pistols holstered at their sides, fighting zombies barehanded.Three Guys Place had many baseball bats before, but more than half had disappeared on the first day, later lost in battles, leaving only 17 bats, evenly distributed among the team members.Not everyone dared to risk their lives; more than half of the team chose to drag zombie corpses into piles and burn them with gasoline.After 20 minutes, Memphis had killed sixty or seventy zombies, his stamina decreased by 2 points. He then paused to observe.These two teams had a few decent combat seeds. They weren't overly afraid of death; instead, they fought ferociously. However, they lacked experience and stamina, gradually getting surrounded by the dense horde