Shelter No. 6, if I remember correctly, that Shelter No. 6 has basically developed into a warband, and who is their leader again?
Guan Nianshan came out and only glanced at it briefly.
He hesitated for a moment. If he went to Shelter No. 6 to ask for help so precisely, wouldn't that confirm that he was the one who caused this whole mess? If the responsibility really came down, he wouldn't be able to escape it.
"Aren't you going to help? Is Lin Beiyue and the others really in trouble?" Guan Nianshan handed the binoculars to Freya: "I just happened to be passing by and discovered this. Why don't we go and get some help together?"
"How do you want to move?" Freya asked with interest.
Seeing that Freya didn't seem to notice anything amiss, Guan Nianshan felt a little relieved and whispered something in Freya's ear.
It's a very traditional and primitive plan, but since her sister told her to listen to Guan Nianshan, she shouldn't complain. Freya thought to herself, arms crossed.
Inside Shelter No. 6, Song Yunshan was eating steak and drinking red wine.
He even mercifully had his men fry several high-quality steaks and gave a few bites to everyone who was serving noodles.
He was in a good mood this time, which means the country has done quite well this time. Before leaving, they left him a batch of supplies, all sorts of things.
Although Song Yunshan started hoarding supplies like crazy after his rebirth, there are priorities when it comes to supplies. Survival should be the top priority, so some less important supplies were in smaller quantities and were replenished this time.
Moreover, Lin Beiyue and his team also connected him to the signal so he could use the national internet.
This is awesome! I thought I could only see the fixed resources in the cloud drive, but I didn't expect to be able to see newer content in the future.
The most advanced information is more important than anything else. As long as the country's internet remains open, he can obtain the latest information.
Thinking about it this way, Song Yunshan suddenly felt that he had made a huge profit and regretted not opening the door to welcome the distinguished guest sooner, otherwise he would not have been beaten up.
Honestly, why do these people always strike first and then try to explain? If you explain first, I can just open the door, right?
Don't act like he has a lot of backbone!
If it weren't for the pressures of life, who wouldn't want to be treated like a useless person? If the country didn't only allow people to leave but not enter, Song Yunshan would really like to go back right now and be a useless person lying flat every day.
He has a lot on his plate now. He has to manage the discipline of his subordinates, oversee the distribution of supplies, plan for tomorrow, and make arrangements for his subordinates. If his subordinates bring new information, he also has to organize and make judgments...
So tired. I wish I hadn't come out. I could stay home every day and not have to go to work. I could just lie there and supplies would be delivered to my door and I wouldn't starve...
Moreover, since I am a reborn person, if I hand over all the information I know, I might be able to get a permanent position without any pain, and the government might even give me a girlfriend.
As he thought about it, Song Yunshan's eyes welled up with tears.
That's it, I'll never be able to take the civil service exam again.
Damn it, why wasn't it like this in the previous life? If he had been like this in the previous life, he wouldn't have been so distrustful in this life, rushing out in a panic and refusing to move.
Song Yunshan felt like a clown.
"Knock knock knock".
A rapid knocking sounded on the door.
"Boss, boss, something bad has happened." It was a henchman's voice. Song Yunshan put down his wine in surprise and went to the door.
Song Yunshan did not open the gate to let anyone in; so far, no one has been allowed into this fortress.
He was cautious enough that he would not allow anyone to break into his house and threaten his life until he was strong enough. Whether his subordinates were exchanging information or they were exchanging crystal cores and supplies, they would use a small door on the main door.
"What's wrong? What happened?" Song Yunshan became alert. "Is there a wild animal?"
Now that the snow is falling heavily, the human zombies are indeed frozen stiff and almost unable to move, but in contrast, the ferocious beasts and animal zombies adapted to the snow are moving with ease.
Although this type of zombie is not numerous, it is very troublesome once it appears. They are very familiar with the snow, and humans are at an environmental disadvantage when fighting them.
"No, we overheard a conversation and some news. It seems that the national team that came to see you before has run into trouble." The underling outside didn't dare to hide anything: "We were out looking for zombies to mine crystal cores when we overheard a conversation between two lone explorers."
The underling wasn't really sure how much the national team meant to Song Yunshan, but the fact that they could stay in a fortress they'd never been to before for two days showed that their boss valued them enough.
Regardless, this information must at least be reported.
"What? What did they say?" Song Yunshan immediately took it seriously. He now regarded Lin Beiyue and the others as important allies.
His supplies were needed to support his underlings, and the national team tacitly approved of his actions in establishing battle groups outside. As the scale expanded, the supplies were not inexhaustible, and he would still need to secretly import some supplies and cultivate connections in the future.
If something goes wrong here, wouldn't everything be ruined?
"I heard them say they went in the direction of Shelter 8 and are now surrounded by the henchmen from Shelter 8," said one of the henchmen outside.
“Shelter No. 8? Uh, oh, I remember now… Damn, isn’t No. 8 that bastard Lin Junyan’s territory? Didn’t they go to No. 7?” Song Yunsheng almost forgot what Shelter No. 8 was. They were all named after their warbands when they were outside.
Fortunately, Lin Beiyue had shown him a map, and he roughly remembered which direction Shelter No. 8 was in.
“We went to ask too, and we heard that it seems that number 7 was inexplicably attacked by a lot of wild beasts, and the leader was injured.” The underling answered honestly, “Moreover, we heard that Lin Junyan is dead.”
Lin Junyan is dead?
"Is this news true?" Song Yunshan asked hurriedly.
“It should be true. Those two lone explorers seemed to be witnesses. After they told us what happened, we went to investigate and found Lin Junyan’s body.” As he spoke, the henchman slipped two photos through a small door: “We also took pictures.”
Song Yunsheng quickly took the photo and examined it carefully; it really was Lin Junyan!
Song Yunshan, who had just been hesitating about whether or not to send his men out, immediately made up his mind.
He didn't live as long as Lin Junyan in his previous life, but he had heard of Lin Junyan's great name. The combination of his ability to ignore defense and accelerate made him invincible in the early and middle stages of the game, making him a walking weapon of mass destruction.
Song Yunshan knew he wasn't strong enough right now. If he sent his underlings to help, they might end up losing both their wife and their troops, failing to save the person and instead becoming enemies. That would be disastrous.
But now that Lin Junyan is dead, what is there to be afraid of? All that's left are those little karami, who only have a numerical advantage. If he leads a group to put out a fire, wouldn't he be able to secure that favor?
After thinking it over, Song Yunshan immediately made the decision.
"Let's go! Go get someone to bring three... no, six teams of people to help!"
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