Those survivors who had lost their chance to compete vented their dissatisfaction and resentment in the chat channel.
"Brother, no one's going to match our price again. Should we keep going?"
Zhao Ang frowned deeply as he looked at the private message that popped up on the screen.
After a moment's thought, he replied, "Do you want guns?"
The followers who received Zhao Ang's message immediately fell silent.
Who wouldn't want a gun?
Especially in this wasteland full of crises.
Owning a gun means having an extra layer of protection for your life.
The problem now is that the price to pay for a gun is just too high.
Moreover, this is just a regular-grade handgun.
"I want it, but the price is a bit too high..."
After a while, the follower cautiously replied.
"If you want more, keep collecting supplies."
Zhao Ang replied with a cold face.
Handguns are too scarce.
His convoy had several hundred people.
The core members number in the dozens.
No more than five people possess handguns.
This morning alone, some of his team members had already logged off.
He was eager to improve his strength.
A pistol may not be able to completely change the current situation.
However, as long as a core member can be armed, the team will have an extra layer of protection when opening resource boxes.
This will give the team members more confidence when searching for supplies.
Most importantly, it's a zero-sum game.
Their team's strength has improved, which means that the strength of other teams will be relatively weakened.
This is why many racing teams are willing to pay high prices.
In this dangerous world of survival, it is almost impossible to remain unscathed.
If you are not careful, you will offend people.
The teams seem to be at peace with each other, but ultimately it's because their strengths are not too different.
Being backward does not necessarily mean being vulnerable to attack.
That's because they don't want to hit you today.
Once a situation of one superpower and many strong powers emerges.
Other teams can only wait to be absorbed.
In some areas, the relationship between the teams was extremely strained.
It has reached a point where it's a fight to the death.
Neither of them wanted to see the other acquire weapons and increase their strength.
At the same time, they are eager to improve their own strength so that they will have the opportunity to eliminate their opponents in one fell swoop in the future.
At this point, the firearms in the trading market became their best choice.
Of course, there are also some team leaders who have resources but are unlucky.
To this day, they still have to rely on primitive tools such as bows and crossbows to survive.
At this moment, they also desperately needed a pistol for self-defense.
"Ding~"
A notification sound rang out, and Zhao Ang looked down at the screen.
Chen Xiaoli sent a private message: "Brother Ang, I'm so scared driving alone. Can you get me a gun?"
Upon seeing this message, Zhao Ang's eyes darkened.
A slight upturn of the corners of his mouth revealed a cold and sinister smile.
Chen Xiaoli has a pretty good figure.
Some places seem to have been ravaged too much and have become lax.
It lacks the firmness of those young women.
After playing it twice, Zhao Ang was already tired of it.
Unexpectedly, this woman came looking for him at this time.
Since they've come to us willingly, we have to squeeze them dry.
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