Bao Ma restored hundreds of millions of supplies in the apocalypse

There is a water production plant in the northwest of Xiangcheng, and there is news about a large amount of mineral water in it. Because the management of Xiangcheng did not keep the confidentiality work well, within two days, the news spread throughout Xiangcheng.

Chang Yuhong drank up a bottle of beer in his hand, smashed the empty bottle on the ground, and cursed,

"TD, why didn't this news reach my ears immediately?"

Qian Senyuan next to him had a trace of disdain in his eyes, but he still pretended to be respectful on the surface and lit a cigarette for Chang Yuhong.

"It's not too late now. Isn't the mineral water from that mineral water factory still there? We'll just get it!"

Chang Yuhong rolled his eyes at Qian Senyuan,

"You think you can do it if you want to? It would be easy to handle if things are as simple as you think."

Qian Senyuan's idea is too naive, which may also have a lot to do with Qian Senyuan not standing in San Yuhong's position.

Perhaps in the past few months, the number of people in San Yuhong's team expanded rapidly, which gave all the players a wrong signal.

That is, they can cover the sky with one hand in Xiang City, and what they say is the king's law in Xiang City.

But in fact this is not the case. Chang Yuhong knows that the composition of the players in his team is the vast majority of ordinary players.

Even though his current team has grown to 5,000 people, more than 4,900 of them are ordinary people.

They still look very strong, more than 4,900 ordinary men.

At first glance, there are so many strong men. Does it mean that the team is very strong?

Those are all virtual images.

Zhan Shen can kill a large number of ordinary men with just one power grid.

In front of superpowers, ordinary people are still scum, no matter how strong they are!

Although Qian Senyuan is a superpower, he is only a power user, and his strength is not even one-third of Wang Zexuan's.

The news was leaked from within the management of Xiangcheng. The management of Xiangcheng already had the idea to get this batch of mineral water.

What does this prove? The garrison will also act together.

Originally, a city's management class and garrison system were indispensable.

If San Yuhong takes action and bites this batch of mineral water from the tiger's mouth of the management, will the garrison let him go?

He threw the cigarette from his mouth into Qian Senyuan's face, not wanting to explain even a single word to the idiot Qian Senyuan.

Looking at Chang Yuhong's back as he turned away, Qian Senyuan wiped the cigarette ashes from his face, his eyes filled with haze.

Two teammates behind him came forward and asked in a low voice,

"Brother Qian, are we just going to give up on this batch of mineral water?"

Qian Senyuan, "How is that possible? Look at how precious water resources are now. If this batch of mineral water falls into our hands, even if we don't drink it ourselves, we don't know how much materials and crystal cores we can sell if we sell it."

Some teammates looked hesitant, "But the captain..."

"If he doesn't go, let's go. There are so many people in the team, so he can drag the mineral water back, one bucket per person. Maybe it won't be enough, so this is just right."

Qian Senyuan turned around, put a hand on the shoulder of a teammate, and said in a firm voice,

"If people are not ruthless in this world, they will never get ahead. If you want to live a good life in this world, you must first make up your mind."

The two teammates nodded solemnly, and they turned around to find teammates who were familiar with them and had similar interests.

Right under Chang Yuhong's nose, he secretly managed to recruit a small team of hundreds of people.

On the management side of Xiangcheng, the secretary, who had thin hair and a woolen felt hat on his head, got into a large truck.

We drove outside Suizhu's community.

Wang Zexuan organized a team of thirty people with mental disabilities, standing crookedly at the gate of the community.

Suizhu was wearing a black short down jacket, standing among the crowd, and he was actually the most energetic person in the team.

She watched the secretary drive two trucks in total, and Suizhu frowned slightly.

"How many people from our management team have come?"

The secretary pointed to the truck at the back and said, "A total of ten people have been selected to come."

There is no way, there are a lot of things to do in the management building, these ten people are in good physical condition, and they were carefully selected by the little secretary.

Suizhu asked her to pick someone from the management system to move the mineral water, which made the secretary embarrassed.

None of the precious little ones in the engineering department can be dragged out to take risks.

In the secretary's office, there is only one useful person, the middle-level people who have to do things are all busy non-stop.

The administrators at the bottom still have to work in the management building to deal with tasks issued by Xiangcheng, as well as a series of trivial matters such as accepting tasks, handing in tasks, and verifying reward distribution for survivors.

Although Xiangcheng is in such a mess now, every administrator of Xiangcheng has not given up on this city.

They are busy for a day, which means that Xiangcheng's management system is still running weakly.

Suizhu nodded and said nothing. She followed the secretary into a truck.

The thirty old, weak and sick people brought by Wang Zexuan also climbed into the compartment of the truck.

One of them was walking and fell into the snow with a "snap". The secretary looked out of the car window and found that the prosthetic leg on the man's foot had actually fallen off.

She raised her hand and couldn't help but pull her hair again.

But when she saw Suizhu sitting next to her, she still resisted and put down the hand pulling her hair.

Wang Zexuan, who was helping a sixty-year-old woman get into the carriage, turned his head. He picked up the prosthetic leg from the snow, picked up the man who was already lame on one leg with one hand, and threw the man and the prosthetic leg directly into the carriage.

"Let's go!" Wang Zexuan patted the carriage with a majestic look on his face.

The secretary felt that her head hurt more and her heart felt a little uncomfortable.

It was just such a patchwork team, driving two creaking trucks all the way to the northwest.

When we arrived in the northwest of Xiangcheng, the road was blocked by heavy snow, and the truck was parked on a bad road, unable to drive no matter how hard we drove.

Fortunately, the secretary deliberately sent a mission two days ago to ask the survivors to clear the snow in the northwest, so there was not a lot of snow on the road.

The old, weak and sick team held shovels and could clear a path by themselves.

Wang Zexuan clapped his hands in the carriage,

"Come on, come on, let's go down and shovel the snow."

Two sparse teams, with a total of more than 40 people, holding more than 40 military shovels, began to shovel the snow in an orderly manner.

There was an administrator under the little secretary, who used advanced and scientific management methods to divide the more than 40 people into groups.

How many people are going to move the rocks? How many people are going to shovel the snow? How many people are driving forward? How many people went to the carriage to get supplies?

How many people set up a stand on the roadside to boil some hot water so that tired people can have hot water to drink!

Wang Zexuan looked at it for a while and couldn't help but be filled with emotion.

He quietly came to Suizhu's side, "Following the administrators to do things, I realized that I was too disorganized in doing things before."

Suizhu also held an engineering shovel in her hand, because shoveling snow was a physical job, and her cheeks were red.

After hearing this, he shoveled the engineer to the ground, Suizhu smiled and said to Wang Zexuan,

"Really? Don't think that these administrators will just be useless in the apocalypse. The reason why administrators can become administrators of a city is that they still have to have two skills."

Apart from anything else, it is the administrator's ability to make a team that has been put together temporarily and be able to be busy and orderly, properly deployed, and combine work and rest.

Soon, under scientific management and operation, this team of more than 40 people, most of whom were old and weak, actually shoveled the snow on this road.

Two trucks began to pass, heading towards the water plant.

Through these few hours of preliminary cooperation, the few administrators in the Xiangcheng management level have fully grasped the basic situation of the thirty people in Wang Zexuan's team.

This is called bottoming out.

Their physical fitness, their respective strengths, as well as their age and gender, marital status, political affiliation, and even whether they are locals in Xiangcheng, how many children they have, and what academic qualifications their children have...

The administrators all knew it and acted very professionally.

Soon, the administrators divided the thirty people into groups, and arranged for those who were weak to rest first. Those who still had enough energy had eaten and drank enough, and were ready to start shoveling snow again.

Scientific and reasonable deployment is what administrators are good at. This does not require any special abilities. As long as they believe in management, small humans can also have earth-shaking power.

The patchwork team quickly approached their destination.

Qian Senyuan, who was following them, just drove forward.

One team member looked surprised, "I didn't expect that when I came to see this road two days ago, it was still in pieces. Today, with the hard work of a group of scum, the road was leveled."

Someone asked in a low voice, "Are you sure that Wang Zexuan is the only one with super powers in the team led by Wang Zexuan?"

"Of course, this time not only Wang Zexuan is here, but that bitch named Suizhu is also here."

A teammate said and looked at Qian Senyuan.

Qian Senyuan's shoulder blades hurt when he mentions the name Suizhu.

TD, his injury hasn't healed yet. When he sees that bitch Suizhu, Qian Shengyuan must kill her properly.

Their car stopped just behind the two trucks.

Qian Senyuan took a look and saw that the two trucks were parked on the same spot, but the people in the trucks didn't know where they had gone.

He hurriedly asked all his teammates in the car behind to get out of the car, pointed to the water plant in front and said,

"Let's go take a look at the front."

There was a gunshot, and the bullet hit Qian Senyuan's feet.

Qian Senyuan's people were talking among themselves, and someone whispered, "They actually have guns in their hands?"

"Qian Senyuan, why is it you again?"

Suizhu's voice sounded on a high ground.

The more than a hundred people led by Qian Senyuan looked up one after another. Snow particles were flying in the strong wind, and white snow covered the ruins on the ground.

The high ground was completely white, and only Suizhu could be seen wearing a short black down jacket.

He had a pair of boots on his feet, and his long black hair was tied into a ponytail, but Suizhu didn't have a gun in his hand, so someone else must have shot him.

Qian Senyuan gritted his teeth and smiled at Suizhu:

"Are you surprised to see me? You didn't build this road. If you can come, I can't?"

Suizhu chuckled,

"Stop talking nonsense here, don't you just want this batch of mineral water?"

She shook her head in the cold wind and said seriously,

"This batch of mineral water cannot be given to you. We have worked hard to clear the obstacles on the roadside. This batch of mineral water has been reserved by us."

Qian Senyuan laughed loudly at Tian, ​​and took out a gun in his hand.

I don’t know where his gun came from, but it looks a bit like the gun of the police stationed in Xiangcheng.

The little secretary recognized it at a glance.

She crawled at the feet of the water drops and hid on the other side of the snow pack,

"Azhu, this Qian Senyuan has police lives in his hands."

A gun should never be left without a police officer unless the officer is dead.

Xiangcheng is now in such chaos that the secretary has wanted to restore the police agency several times to manage the security issues in Xiangcheng.

However, few police officers responded to the call.

There are also many police officers who are working very hard to eliminate the criminals in Xiangcheng.

But on the way to solve the problem, they disappeared and committed many crimes.

"Don't think that you are the only one with a gun. Suizhu, the world is different. You have to open your eyes and look at you Xiangcheng administrators. You have always been too high-minded, and now you still want to take care of all our supplies." Distribution? Why do we have to follow yours?"

"Then you just won't leave."

Suizhu's tone was cold, the initial negotiation broke down like this, she didn't talk nonsense with Qian Senyuan here,

"The previous rules won't work. There's no need to talk about it, so let's use the rules after the apocalypse."

What are the rules after the end of the world?

Before Qian Senyuan's people could react, gunshots rang out around them.

The bullets hit them "papapapap". When Qian Senyuan turned around, she felt that she was in a hail of bullets.

He hurriedly found a place to hide, pointed at Suizhu and shouted loudly,

"You stinking bitch!"

Before you could finish your words, a bullet shot into Qian Senyuan's arm.

Qian Senyuan screamed in pain, and the secretary who was lying on the ground stood up and asked,

"Azhu, should we cherish some bullets?"

"No, just shoot. Today I ask everyone to shoot the scum. All bullets are mine."

In fact, when clearing the roadblocks, an administrator from Xiangcheng discovered that they were being followed.

The survivors really underestimated these administrators in the Xiangcheng management class.

They always think that only people with super powers can shine on the stage of the end of the world, but they have never considered this problem.

People with superpowers also need to enter the base and be controlled by administrators.

So when the secretary goes out to do a task, how could he not consider the problem comprehensively?

Among the ten administrators he brought out, some were good at planning, some were good at surveying the terrain, and of course some were good at providing follow-up support.

This is a small management system, with a beginning and an end, a beginning and an end, and a plan.

So before Qian Senyuan approached their team, some administrators began to plan how to ambush Qian Senyuan and how to kill Qian Senyuan.