Chapter 190 Hitchhiking
"Fifth brother, go and help out."
"Understood, boss."
Han Shuo found the long-haired man in front of him increasingly unfathomable.
"I already refused them and said I wouldn't give them any supplies, but this guy still ordered his men to change a tire?"
Do you want to be influenced by a spirit of selflessness and change your mind?
This is clearly impossible.
Moreover, he remembered that Cheng Shenghong had just said that there were two things to discuss. One was the supplies, so what was the second thing?
"We definitely won't be giving you the supplies. Let's put that aside for now and talk about the second thing."
After saying this, Cheng Shenghong sighed.
"Well, the second thing we want to discuss is whether you can give us a ride along the way."
“You’ve punctured all three of our car tires. We don’t have that many spare tires to change them.”
"Moreover, the fire will soon spread throughout the entire factory, making it unbearable to stay inside."
After hearing his words, Han Shuo frowned and quickly made a mental calculation.
"Hitchhiking? That makes sense, since it's in the middle of nowhere and it's not easy to find other vehicles."
"But is it really that simple?"
Come to think of it, the only conflict between the two sides was that each other's tires were blown out, so it really wasn't a deep-seated grudge.
Moreover, looking at the 12 people in front of him, they certainly didn't seem like vicious and ruthless individuals.
If they were truly a group of villains, they would probably have started a fight the moment they stopped the supplies.
The only thing Han Shuo didn't quite understand was that he couldn't see through the person in front of him, and he also felt that the person's subordinates were all strange guys.
Looking back on the people he had encountered outside, Han Shuo felt much more at ease.
Yes, it's the end of the world. How many of the people who have survived to this day are truly normal?
Driven by the pressure of survival, it's understandable that some people might occasionally do strange or neurotic things to release their stress.
The fat man needed some time to change his tire, so Han Shuo took the opportunity to find out more about his situation.
"Hitchhiking? Where is your campsite?"
Seeing that Han Shuo did not directly refuse the condition, Cheng Shenghong's face showed joy.
"It's not too far, about 50 kilometers from here."
50 kilometers? That's not too far by car. At a normal speed, it would only take a little over an hour.
After thinking for a moment, Han Shuo asked again.
"Besides the 12 of you, are there any other people in the camp?"
"It's all gone, it's all here."
At this point, Han Shuo brought up the topic of supplies again. He remembered that Cheng Shenghong had just said that this truckload of medicines and supplies was very important to them.
"Important? Strange, none of these twelve people are injured. Why would they need medicine if they're not looking for food?"
In his mind, food should be the most important and necessary resource in the zombie-infested outside world.
With doubts in his mind, Han Shuo continued to ask.
"Why are you looking for medicine in a factory instead of food?"
Cheng Shenghong explained with a smile.
"We have enough food right now, it's all hidden in the camp. Actually, the type of supplies isn't important, we just need a large quantity of supplies."
After he finished speaking, Han Shuo didn't quite understand and asked in confusion.
"A large batch of supplies? What do you mean?"
"Uh... it doesn't mean anything, it's just the literal meaning."
Cheng Shenghong did not answer the question directly, but only gave a perfunctory reply.
Since he didn't want to talk about it, Han Shuo didn't ask any further questions.
"Anyway, these supplies are ours, and I wasn't planning to give them to him, so why should I care what they're for?"
And so the two chatted idly, one sentence after another.
Through their brief encounter, Han Shuo felt that Cheng Shenghong not only had a unique appearance, but also a rather unique speaking style.
He always had a habit of saying things that were hard to understand, with hidden meanings in his words.
Han Shuo didn't pay much attention. At least, the 12 people in front of him seemed to be getting along well for now.
He then agreed to let Cheng Shenghong hitch a ride.
It was already close to evening, and it was about to get dark.
The fire inside the finished product warehouse grew stronger, and flames began to emanate from above.
Han Shuo feared that if the fire dragged on any longer, it might attract something terrible once it completely engulfed the factory and the flames soared into the sky.
They had already experienced a similar situation at a military base before.
Only by quickly agreeing to Cheng Shenghong and the others' request for a ride can they avoid being harassed by them any longer.
Han Shuo just wanted to get away from this troublesome place as quickly as possible before the fire in the factory completely burned out.
If another giant zombie is attracted, we'll all probably die here.
...
Time passed slowly, and 10 minutes later, the fat man and Cheng Shenghong's subordinate ran over together.
"Han Shuo, the tires are all changed, we can set off anytime."
"Boss, the tires have been changed for them."
The two of them informed their boss.
Cheng Shenghong waved his hand, signaling his subordinate to step aside, then looked at Han Shuo with a smile.
Han Shuo understood what he meant and, without wasting any time, gave the order.
"Xiao Zhao, take everyone to unload our supplies from the armored vehicle and put them on your truck first."
"Shurou, you take Wai Di and drive my truck for a while. I'll drive the armored vehicle to transport them."
"good!"
"OK!"
Since Han Shuo decided to give them a ride, Xiao Zhao and the others naturally had no other objections.
Soon, the four men emptied the supplies from the armored vehicle and placed them upside down on the truck.
Cheng Shenghong was quite surprised because he saw the weapons that had been taken off the armored vehicle.
"So many weapons? Not only are there all kinds of firearms, but they even have bombs and flamethrowers?"
"Given the current situation, these weapons are hard to find. Indeed, the identities of these people remain a mystery."
He was glad that he hadn't rashly launched an attack with Han Shuo and the others.
"Given the enemy's current equipment, even if we have a numerical advantage, we probably won't gain any advantage in a real fight."
"Especially, the guy in front of us with the knife is far more powerful than an ordinary person."
...
He stopped thinking about it, because Han Shuo's voice had already come through.
"Alright, send one of your men to drive the last truck. Everyone else, follow me into the armored vehicle."
Although Han Shuo agreed to give the other party a ride, it was their first time meeting and they didn't really know each other well.
He never let his guard down, and this arrangement meant that both sides had hostages in their hands.
After all, he was driving 11 strangers, and if Cheng Shenghong made any unusual moves along the way, he would inevitably become his hostage.
The person the other side separated could be considered a bargaining chip that Han Shuo kept for himself.
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