Soon everyone had their hands filled with braised pork knuckle rice, their expressions tense with shock, veins bulging on their foreheads.
Some people couldn't wait any longer and started gulping down the food as soon as they opened the lid, while others suppressed their urge and waited for the boss to speak.
Wei Lun shouted, "You can eat now! Congratulations on becoming my workers. As long as you work hard and don't slack off, you'll have pork trotter rice every day, two meals a day!"
Upon hearing the boss's command, no one could hold back any longer, and the sounds of slurping and munching filled the entire area.
Everyone was shoveling rice into their mouths, their faces beaming with satisfaction. Their mouths were greasy from eating so much; after all, it was their first time eating braised pork knuckle rice, so they were definitely not concerned with their image.
Passersby watched the newly hired workers eating braised pork trotters and cast envious glances. If it weren't for Zeng Guangtian and his men holding automatic rifles and keeping a close watch, this place would probably have become a hotbed of food fighting.
As for what his guards would eat, since there wasn't much self-heating hot pot left, Wei Lun had no choice but to let Qin Jiayou, Zeng Guangtian, and others eat pork trotter rice together. Although the rice wasn't as fragrant as the self-heating hot pot, it was still delicious, and no one complained.
After everyone had finished breakfast, Wei Lun said, "Qin Jiayou, tell Zeng Guangtian and the others the exact address. With them here, you don't need to go. Just stay here and keep watch."
Qin Jiayou obeyed orders readily, quickly marking the location with his AI and sending it to Zeng Guangtian. Then, the group walked together towards the truck outside the base.
Wei Lun went along too. The two places were a little far apart, requiring a half-hour walk. He needed to put the braised pork trotters in the second row of the truck driver's seat in advance.
As everyone arrived at the parking area outside the stronghold, they all stood obediently, awaiting orders.
Wei Lun went to the second row of the truck and placed 650 boxes of braised pork trotters rice on them, enough for ten days' worth of food.
Just then, everyone was surprised to find a dark patch in the distance.
"The zombies are coming!" Everyone panicked. How many zombies were there? At least a thousand!
This is already a small zombie horde.
Damn it, the patrol team at the outpost is changing shifts right now, and there are fewer than twenty men capable of defending this place, armed with inferior secondhand rifles.
The valley stronghold is in danger. If it can't hold out, it will be overrun by the zombie horde, leaving behind piles of limbs and blood everywhere.
Wei Lun looked closely and saw a huge horde of zombies. He immediately ordered, "Everyone, get on the trucks and leave the stronghold!"
When the workers saw that their boss was going to lead them to escape from the hideout, they all climbed onto the truck bed.
"Hirota, drive everyone away immediately!" Wei Lun ordered.
"Boss, aren't you coming with us?" Zeng Guangtian asked anxiously.
Wei Lun ordered very seriously, "Take your men and leave immediately! Obey orders! I have a gun, don't worry!"
In reality, Wei Lun didn't know much about using guns. He had only seen how to fire a gun on TV. If it were a real fight, he was afraid that only one out of ten bullets would hit the target.
The truck started up quickly, and Du Kun said angrily, "Old Zeng, are you just going to leave the boss at the base like this?"
Lei Long and Zhu Guanjun were also very angry. If the boss was killed by zombies, who would their newly formed guard team protect?
As Zeng Guangtian sped up the car, he said, "Didn't you guys hear the boss's tone just now? He's already kicking us out. Can we not leave?"
When the car had driven a short distance, everyone turned to look at the boss.
All that was seen was the boss taking out an automatic rifle and starting to shoot at the zombies along with the outpost's patrol team.
Qin Jiayou rushed over after hearing the gunshot, which reassured the guards. With Qin Jiayou, a sharpshooter, protecting their boss, they were sure the danger would be averted!
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"Boss, why are you carrying zombies all by yourself here?" Qin Jiayou asked worriedly while firing his gun.
Wei Lun aimed his gun at the zombies and fired, showing no sign of panic whatsoever. He had a black jade pendant; if he really couldn't win, he could simply travel back in time and wouldn't have to worry about dying here.
At this moment, Wei Lun was using the zombies to practice his marksmanship.
"Bang!"
A precise shot to the head blew a zombie away.
Wei Lun patted Qin Jiayou on the shoulder and said, "Look, zombies can be killed, what's there to be afraid of?"
The reason Wei Lun stayed behind alone was because he was worried about the Qin family father and daughter. Moreover, he couldn't completely abandon this stronghold. If the stronghold were destroyed, all his plans would be disrupted, and he would still be relying on this stronghold to make money in the future.
Qin Jiayou was speechless, but watching his boss's marksmanship, from not missing a single shot at the beginning to now being able to aim at zombies and blow their heads off with one shot, Qin Jiayou's confidence increased a lot.
Upon hearing the news, the patrol team rushed to provide reinforcements. Meanwhile, zombies gradually approached the stronghold from a distance, but fortunately, many of the zombies had already been eliminated.
Qin Jiayou was a sharpshooter; he could basically eliminate a zombie with a single bullet, leaving the patrol members dumbfounded.
Some even admired Qin Jiayou's marksmanship, saying it was more accurate and terrifying than theirs.
Wei Lun's shooting skills improved; he now aimed for the zombies' heads every time, sometimes killing them with a single shot, sometimes requiring several.
Gradually, over a hundred people gathered around the outer perimeter of the stronghold, while more than 500 zombies were still rapidly moving towards the stronghold.
The zombie's mouth was oozing black liquid, its eyes glowed with a terrifying red light, and it dragged around in tattered clothes with exposed bones, making it look extremely disgusting.
"Bang!"
Qin Jiayou shot and killed another zombie.
As the zombies drew closer, Weren's marksmanship became increasingly accurate. Unfortunately, the patrol had run out of ammunition after firing so relentlessly.
In the middle of the patrol, a man holding a submachine gun said, "All of you, get close and fire! Don't waste bullets!"
The gunfire subsided considerably, and everyone held their breath, staring intently ahead.
This man is named Fu Yuanyu. He is the leader of this stronghold, the only level-two enhanced user, and currently the highest commander on the battlefield.
Soon, zombies swarmed in, and gunfire erupted again.
Fu Yuanyu started firing wildly with his submachine gun; only this boss seemed to have no shortage of bullets.
The zombies had already piled up in front of them, but Fu Yuanyu's frenzied gunfire felled an entire long line of them.
Wei Lun was equally unceremonious. The sound of the automatic rifle was very impactful, bang bang bang. Wei Lun was also a guy who didn't lack bullets, and he quickly attracted Fu Yuanyu's attention.
"Who's that guy with the automatic rifle?" Fu Yuanyu asked a patrol adjutant standing nearby.
“Boss, this guy is the one who poached people from the outpost to build houses,” the adjutant replied.
"Oh? Interesting." Fu Yuanyu stopped looking at Wei Lun and started aiming at the zombies to shoot. His bullets weren't unlimited, so he had to use them sparingly.
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