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

The woman spoke.

But none of the several people opposite her dared to respond.

She was dressed in a leather short outfit, and the caliber of the gun in her hand was astonishingly large, with faint wisps of white smoke still emanating from it.

It was evident how much gunpowder had been packed into that bullet just now.

The power of it goes without saying, the body of the Mutant on the ground was the best evidence.

As she spoke, the person who had been knocked to the ground by the mutated wildcat also stood up, his steel helmet seemingly deformed, yet he acted as if nothing was wrong.

At the same time, several fully armed individuals in almost identical attire to the woman descended from the vehicle and formed a circle around them.

Zombies lured by the sound were successively chopped to the ground in under a minute.

The terrain was open and without a numerical advantage.

Zombies were easy to deal with.

"Big Peng, you're here so early?"

The crowd suddenly parted, and Big Beard, still with a hint of sleepiness, walked out from the middle with a grin, but he immediately became serious when he saw the woman outside the gate.

Had the company's people come so soon?

And they sent Hunters?

The red-haired woman leading the team exuded an aura of unapproachable coldness by merely standing there, none other than one of the Deputy Captains of the Hunter Squad, Gao Feng.

But why would they send them for a mere trade?

Big Beard thought for a moment and quickly understood.

It must be because he mentioned the matter of the mutated zombies and Mutant Beasts to Dog Brother during his report yesterday.

Seeing him approach, Peng Yue's eyes immediately took on a questioning look.

He was clearly asking about the identities of these people.

"Let me introduce to you, this is Gao Feng, the Deputy Captain of the Hunter Squad."

"And this is Peng Yue, the captain of the convoy."

Hunters?

Peng Yue's eyes flashed, and he immediately felt a bit puzzled.

Both their names and attire clearly indicated they were combat personnel, but there seemed to be nothing like that in the contents of his deal.

What were these people doing here at his place?

The woman, however, had no intention of explaining.

Once she confirmed Peng Yue's identity, she nodded to the squad members behind her, and several of them quickly carried over a few cardboard boxes containing three revolvers and several sets of iron protective gear.

Seeing what he wanted right before his eyes, Peng Yue could no longer care about the doubts in his heart, as his old face immediately bloomed into a smile like a chrysanthemum.

"Quick, quick, Number Four, Number Six, bring the stuff inside!"

Several brothers hurriedly picked up the cardboard boxes upon the boss's order while Peng Yue stepped aside, gesturing them to enter.

The woman slung the large-caliber hunting shotgun over her back and strode into the courtyard.

Time quickly passed, more than an hour going by.

In the living room of the Captain's residence.

The three revolvers had already been toyed with by the brothers for quite a while, yet no one wanted to put them down.

Number Five reluctantly tore his gaze away from the handguns and said:

"Big brother."

"This is too extravagant."

"We have to fight tooth and nail over here just for a few broken guns from over a decade ago."

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He left something unsaid.

That was that the handguns before them were clearly not the company's best weapons.

The woman who delivered the equipment today exuded a chilling ruthlessness.

Just the hunting shotgun on her back alone had a caliber that was somewhat frightening.

That gun barrel.

At first glance, it looked like the mouth of a bottle.

And besides the shotgun, she also tucked a revolver at her waist.

But that gun, both in size and the wounds it inflicted, was obviously bigger than the three they had bought, probably modified specially.

It was more like a cannon than a revolver.

If that gun were used on a person, it could likely blow off half a head in one shot.

When Peng Liu heard this, his face adopted an expression of wanting to say something but holding back.

"What's the matter, Old Six?"

"If you have something to say, just say it. We're all brothers here."

Peng Yue could see what was on his mind, and his eyebrows immediately furrowed.

"Brother, have you thought about what I mentioned before?"

With his consent, Peng Liu didn't hold back anymore, but his words silenced the brothers.

This was something they had already discussed before.

Ever since Peng Liu had followed Peng Yue to the safety zone and the company headquarters, seeing those busy workers and the heavily guarded security, he got an idea.

To join the company.

But naturally, a problem arose.

If they really joined, then who would call the shots here in the future?

Would it still be them?

Wouldn't that mean the company gained nothing and, indirectly, had more people to take care of at the settlement?

How was that different from just giving them supplies?

If they were in the company's shoes, would they agree to it?

Definitely not.

Did they really think society was full of Lei Fengs?

Therefore, the first thing the company would do after taking control here was obvious.

Replace people.

He and his brothers definitely couldn't stay here.

Worse, they might end up thrown in the river to feed the fish.

But if they didn't join the company, on one hand, the pressure from Chen Xiaoyong was mounting.

On the other hand, who knew when the company would bring their forces across the river?

By then, their fleet's fate of being swallowed up was unavoidable.

After much thought, Peng Liu had an idea.

That was to first find a way to take down Chen, and then use the two territories they controlled as a pledge of loyalty.

For one, it would show their sincerity.

For another, truly fighting and eliminating other forces would fully demonstrate their capabilities.

Then the company, for the sake of their own reputation, would definitely not remove them from here, especially since they also had Chen Xiaoyong's territory as a check to prevent any underhanded tricks.

If they performed well, perhaps they could seize the opportunity to enter the company's upper echelons?

But nobody expected Chen Xiaoyong to beat them to the punch.

He not only got the equipment provided by the company but also crushed the morale of the fleet, pushing Peng Yue's influence to the brink of collapse.

More importantly, the company now seemed to be the indirect accomplice in Peng Er's death.

Could they still carry out the original plan?

For a moment, the brothers were all uncertain, and soon the living room was filled with wisps of white smoke, occasionally punctuated by sighs.

In the employees' dormitory on the west side of the yard, the dozen or so Hunters that Gao Feng had brought over were gathered in the room.

Compared to the combat team members, these people exuded an air of banditry.

Each had an untamed air about them.

They were the real deal, men who literally carried their lives on their belts, spending their days hunting mutant zombies and Mutant Beasts, and the rest of their time in the rooms of prostitutes.

Now they were either lying down or standing around, showing no sign of propriety whatsoever.

It was only when they looked at the woman sitting in the chair that a trace of undisguised reverence appeared in their eyes.