"Come on! Let's drink!" Pan Han raised his glass and invited everyone to toast to today's victory.
The seven people immediately picked up their cups and drank it all in one gulp.
"Mom! I finally got to drink whiskey again!" Lao Liu said with tears in his eyes.
Hahaha, everyone laughed and the atmosphere gradually became lively.
"Sixth brother, then you should drink more tonight. We have plenty of this stuff," said Pan Han.
"Thank you, sir!" Lao Liu said, and poured himself another glass.
"Boss Qin, how much ammunition do we have left?"
Pan Han raised his wine glass and toasted Qin Zhong while speaking.
Qin Zhong drank it all in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and replied, "There are less than 2,000 rounds of ammunition left, about 40 grenades, and the anti-personnel mines I bought earlier are still there."
"Buy more tomorrow. It would be best if we could get a few automatic weapon stations. Then we can install one at each corner of our base."
"Master Pan, this stuff is very valuable. It's estimated to cost 200 cans per set."
"It's okay, buy it! We have so much supplies, but if we don't have the corresponding firepower to protect them, we will be like lambs to be slaughtered."
"Master Pan is right. Tomorrow I will take my men to the Z City Trading Center to make a large purchase."
"Look at our supplies. Leave out enough for 10 days and use the rest to exchange for weapons."
"OK."
After drinking two glasses of wine, Pan Han felt a burning sensation in his stomach, so he started to eat and pick up some food.
When the others saw this, they knew that Lord Pan could not drink much, so they stopped urging him to drink and started drinking among themselves.
After drinking less than three cups, my second sister put down her bowl and chopsticks and walked straight out.
Pan Han was puzzled. Qin Zhong gestured as if he was standing guard with a gun, indicating that his second sister should go on guard.
"You guys always take turns on guard duty. Let's buy some surveillance equipment tomorrow. The kind that can automatically alert the police if something goes wrong."
"I've seen some before, but they're too expensive and use a lot of electricity. We need a few generators."
"Buy it!" Pan Han said without thinking.
"Yeah, buy the fuck."
At this time, the sixth brother came over to toast, and Pan Han drank with him. Then, the third, fourth, and fifth brothers toasted one after another. After the whole circle of toasts, only Cheng Xiao was left.
"Cheng Xiao, don't you drink?" Pan Han asked casually, feeling a little dizzy.
"Sir, I'm afraid that drinking will affect my nerves and my hands will shake when I shoot." Cheng Xiao replied.
"Wow! You're a principled sniper! Very good. It's not easy to survive in the apocalypse, and everyone has their own ability to make a living. It's understandable that you insist on something. Then you drink Coke and I'll drink wine." Pan Han said with satisfaction.
"Thank you, Lord Pan, for your understanding." Cheng Xiao picked up the Coke and drank a glass with Pan Han.
After drinking, Cheng Xiao quickly picked up two pieces of meat and some vegetables for Pan Han to let him take a break.
Pan Han was indeed starting to get drunk. He had never been able to drink much, and today he had drunk more than usual.
"Everyone, please eat. I'll go upstairs and lie down for a while. You guys drink more and enjoy yourself." Pan Han felt like he was about to vomit and had to go and rest quickly.
"Cheng Xiao, help Lord Pan upstairs." Qin Zhong said.
Cheng Xiao stood up, took Pan Han's arm, and walked upstairs.
A pair of soft breasts pressed tightly against Pan Han.
Pan Han was actually a little obsessed with this feeling, and under the influence of alcohol, he reached out and touched it.
Cheng Xiao subconsciously dodged, then gave up struggling and let Pan Han walk away.
She had seen everything in the eight years since the apocalypse. Pan Han was no match for her when it came to this.
The two of them moved to the room on the second floor. Cheng Xiao placed Pan Han on the recliner and turned to pour him some water.
Pan Han lit a cigarette to sober himself up.
It was fine when he didn't smoke, but once he did, his stomach started churning. Pan Han quickly stood up and ran to the window, ready to vomit.
Seeing this, Cheng Xiao quickly ran over and patted him on the back.
Pan Han dry heaved for a long time but didn't vomit anything. However, the smell of alcohol was gone after he vomited it out, and he felt a little better.
He picked up the cup of water to rinse his mouth, then took the towel and wiped his face vigorously.
"Lord Pan has such a low alcohol tolerance, so you should drink less in the future." Cheng Xiao reminded him when she saw how embarrassed he looked.
"You're right. If you can't drink, drink less. Otherwise, it will delay things."
Pan Han picked up another cup of Coke and took two big gulps before he recovered. However, he was still dizzy and had to lie down again.
Cheng Xiao sat next to him and kept him company.
"Master Pan, can I massage your head? It will make you feel more comfortable." Cheng Xiao said.
"Those hands of yours are for playing with guns, and can they pinch heads?" Pan Han asked.
"Before the end of the world, I worked as a foot massage therapist for a few months..." Cheng Xiao said calmly.
"If you talk about this, I won't be sleepy anymore. Let me see your craftsmanship." Pan Han said with a smile.
"Okay, boss." A gentle voice came out of Cheng Xiao's mouth, imitating the foot-washing girl before the end of the world.
Then, a pair of calloused hands wandered over Pan Han's head.
"Boss, are you comfortable?"
"Not bad, the skills are still there. It's just a pity about your hands."
"Yeah, my hands are pretty rough from years of working outside."
"I'll bring you some hand cream, facial cleanser, etc."
"Thank you, boss. But this thing is useless in the end times. It's better to exchange it for more food."
Pan Han heard this, smiled, reached out and patted Cheng Xiao on the butt, and said slowly: "The end of the world is useless, but our base is useful."
"Oh!" Cheng Xiao pretended to be a primary school student and nodded silently.
After pressing it for about 3 minutes, Pan Han started snoring.
Today's battle consumed too much of his energy and he couldn't bear it anymore.
Seeing that Pan Han had fallen asleep, Cheng Xiao covered him with a piece of clothing and turned to go downstairs.
Everyone was still drinking on the first floor when they saw Cheng Xiao coming down.
Lao Liu joked, "Master Pan is quite fast!"
Cheng Xiao didn't say anything, but hit Lao Liu on the head. Lao Liu grimaced in pain.
"Lord Pan can't drink much. He almost vomited just now and is now asleep." Cheng Xiao said to everyone.
"Well, this should be Lord Pan's first time participating in a battle. It's understandable that he is too nervous and exhausted now." Qin Zhong said.
"Yes, it was my first time killing a zombie. I was so nervous that I couldn't even hold the knife." Lao Liu said.
"Fifth brother, you will come with me to get arms tomorrow. Seventh sister, you will take the slaves to clean up the battlefield tomorrow." Qin Zhong did not respond to the sixth brother's words and began to assign tasks.
"Third and Fourth Brothers, the two of you go outside tomorrow to explore and see if you can find any information about the attack. Also, check the area to see if there's anything unusual."
"Sixth Brother, you and Second Sister will take turns on duty tomorrow."
After Qin Zhong gave his explanation, everyone nodded.
"As for the slaves, Monk Wei needs to train them. Our team needs to expand. If he is capable, let him lead 100 people." Qin Zhong specifically instructed Cheng Xiao.
"Yes, boss." Cheng Xiao replied.
"Eat some more, and then go and take over for your second sister in 10 minutes and let her eat some more. You two won't drink, so take turns on guard tonight and arrange the time for the shift change." Qin Zhong said again.
"Okay, boss."
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