It took more than an hour for everyone to redeem their coupons.

Perhaps because these people didn't have enough time to prepare, this time the harvest was far less than the last time, but they did manage to collect quite a lot of jewelry.

The leader of the biggest gang in the city that Wang Bin had previously contacted, once he saw that the money had been exchanged, immediately came over with a smile, demanding their kickback.

Wang Bin was furious when he thought about the terrible scene just now, and that he had wasted a shell that he had bought with gold.

When the cannons roar, gold flows like water; and all that gold was spent by him!

"I am very dissatisfied with your performance. Do you know how precious my shells are? Because of your poor organization, I wasted a shell. How do you plan to compensate me for the shell?"

The other side's leader was dumbfounded. In the apocalypse, shells and bullets were more precious than food. They had a hard time even finding food, so how could they be asked to find shells?

"Ah, we, we can't find any shells at all! You, you tell us what to do, and we'll do it!"

"Very good, deduct half of the food!"

"Oh no, what? Deduct half? How can that be allowed!"

The other party's leader immediately became furious upon hearing this. Half of the food consisted of two bags of rice, two bags of snacks, two cases of drinks, a carton of cigarettes, and a case of alcohol. Each of these items was extremely rare, and he couldn't accept losing so much of it all at once.

"I can refuse to deduct it, but you have to return the shell you took!"

"Hmph, this is outrageous!"

When the other party's leader saw that Wang Bin wouldn't budge, he got anxious and secretly took out a pistol hidden in his waistband. Before he could threaten Wang Bin, Guan Xiaoyue, with quick eyes and hands, shot him in the head.

The surrounding crowd retreated in fright, staring in horror at the dashing Guan Xiaoyue.

"Hey, didn't I tell you? When you come here, you have to follow the rules. No guns allowed. Now look what's happened! You've lost your boss position, and you can't enjoy the cigarettes and alcohol anymore. I think you should elect a new boss. Hurry up and take your food away, lest I change my mind!"

Upon hearing this, the people were so frightened that they grabbed their food and ran away.

"Wang Bin, you're right, these people are just shameless, you can't get away with not using force!" Officer Miao said with a smile as he watched the group run away in a sorry state.

"So that's human nature! Pack up, time to go home and have hot pot!"

Wang Bin sighed, jumped off the tank, stored the gold and jewelry in his system space, then jumped back into the tank and left.

Wang Bin originally thought he would have a lot of gains this time, but he didn't expect that he would only get so little. There was still more than half of the food left in the system space.

Wang Bin didn't want to go back to where he used to live, so he drove the tank directly to the next city.

Li Xiaolu was physically weak and fell ill that night. Wang Bin gave her a lot of medicine, but it didn't work, and her condition was getting worse, which worried everyone.

Li Dazhu, in particular, always stayed by his sister's side.

Abao and Xiaonan stood anxiously beside Li Xiaolu, constantly comforting her. Despite their frequent bickering and playful fights, these three had a very close relationship; if any of them were in trouble, the other two would show great concern.

Abao and Xiaonan cried and begged Wang Bin to save Li Xiaolu, but Wang Bin wasn't a doctor, so how could he treat Li Xiaolu?

Officer Miao does know a little about first aid, but she is not a professional doctor and knows nothing about treating patients.

"We can't delay any longer. We need to get to the next city as soon as possible and find a doctor to treat Xiaolu!"

"Okay, let's set off now!"

"good!"

No one slept that night, and it's still dark, but for Li Xiaolu's sake, everyone still set off for the next city overnight.

Around noon, Wang Bin watched as the tanks reached a hilltop. After crossing this hill and advancing another hundred kilometers, they would reach the city ahead.

But just then, gunshots rang out in the distance, and they sounded quite intense.

Wang Bin quickly stopped the tank, climbed out, and took out his binoculars to investigate. He immediately saw a small town below the mountain being besieged by zombies, and the gunshots were coming from there.

Soon everyone climbed out of the tank and asked what was going on. Wang Bin handed the binoculars to the others and described what he had seen.

"Uncle Wang, what should we do?"

"It seems there are only about 20,000 zombies below. Let's go help them. After we eliminate the zombies, we can go in and see if there's a doctor who can help Xiaolu with her illness!"

"good!"

Upon hearing that they needed to find a doctor to treat Li Xiaolu, everyone immediately agreed.

The rest was simple: Wang Bin and Li Dazhu each drove a tank, Officer Miao shared one with Wang Bin, and she was in charge of the flamethrower system, while A Bao was in charge of the heavy machine gun. The others went to Li Dazhu's tank.

Li Dazhu's vehicle was only crushed by tanks and strafed by heavy machine guns. As for artillery shells, since there were only a few left, they could only be used in critical moments.

They all knew about the 89th Division's tanks being forced to stop by zombies last time, so based on Wang Bin's suggestion, they only killed zombies on the periphery of the horde, clearing out the outer zombies before slowly advancing.

The town was surrounded by high walls, which were now filled with people shooting at the zombies. Since not everyone had a gun, most of them were using homemade bows and arrows to kill the zombies, which was very inefficient.

Fortunately, there weren't too many zombies, and their walls were very sturdy, so the zombies couldn't break through for the time being.

There are only about 3,000 people in the town, many of whom are children and the elderly. Only about 1,000 are capable of fighting. It's a bit difficult for a little over 1,000 people to face more than 20,000 zombies.

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