Now Song Beichuan's strength can be said to have been improved like a flying person, but he did not mix Lei Biao's subordinates with the newly joined Yuan Cheng and forcibly organized a force.

Instead, Yuan Cheng and Fatty each led an army. The troops led by Fatty were Lei Biao's original subordinates, and Yuan Cheng didn't need to say much, of course, it was his own soldiers.

The main reason for doing this is that if a unit is mixed, who is older and who is younger? Who is obeying the command? The fat man is born and die with Song Beichuan. Can he be willing to be on par with a newcomer?

Song Beichuan asked them to lead a unit to each other, which would have a healthy competition and thought it might be a good thing.

The temperature is getting colder day by day, and winter is like a goddess, wearing a cool gauze and slowly coming.

Dadicheng City is a coastal city. It is definitely not cold in winter, but there is one disadvantage on the beach, which is that the wind is strong. The wind is like a knife, making your face hurt, as if nature is squeezing your ears hard.

With the cold weather, let the strong wind blow and you can instantly get into your clothes and into your bones.

Fortunately, Song Beichuan has ordered people to collect winter clothes and prepare in advance so that everyone will not be frozen.

On the other hand, Song Beichuan and his group were also searching for survivors during these days, thereby further expanding their strength.

Although some survivors were searched, they also came into contact with many forces.

At this time, due to the loss of power, people with a little ability have pulled up their own teams.

After losing the zf's care, the method of obtaining guns and ammunition becomes extremely easy.

Instead, people became scarce items, causing competition from all sides.

Several of the forces committed crimes and had bad records. They even encountered a family who fled, forcibly left the elderly and children, arrested only women and men, and kept them as laborers.

Compared with them, Song Beichuan was simply a charitable man. No matter men, women, young and old, as long as he was willing to follow him, he would accept him and there would be no difference in food and accommodation.

The fat man was also very puzzled. Why don’t we learn from these people? We only take in men and women. If this happens, we will lose a lot of burdens and our combat effectiveness will undoubtedly be improved to a higher level, and even if we run away, it will be very light.

Song Beichuan took a deep breath of cigarette and said to the fat man unhappily: "You are sometimes very smart, why do you become confused when you arrive at this time? Although the elderly and children are useless, they will drag their legs when they meet zombies, but do you know that children will grow up and become our new combat power."

"Isn't that useless to the old man?" The fat man was a little dissatisfied and retorted.

"Can you keep getting old? Or who can keep getting old? Everyone has to grow old. Everyone is watching what you are doing now. Seeing that you are not good to the elderly, you have to wonder in your heart. If you are panicked, can they still do things seriously?

You wait, I will get rid of those who are ignorant of human affairs and those scumbags who commit crimes and cause trouble sooner or later.”

He sucked and spitted cigarettes and sang around his face, and his firm eyes passed through them like two lightning bolts.

During these days, there was enough food for the winter in Anning Village, which was indispensable to Zhang Shouren's contribution.

Song Beichuan no longer needs to worry about this, but just continues to strengthen the defense facilities here and install pointed wooden stakes at the feet of the surrounding walls. If you really have bad luck and catch up with the corpse tide, these wooden stakes can solve many zombies and reduce their burden.

Another point is that because of the increase in population, the houses built have become insufficient at all, so Zhang Shouren was ordered to be fully responsible for the construction of the place.

He really has the ability to plan and live up to his expectations. In just two months, he built two or three new tiled houses here, which can sleep with more than 30 people, and opened a cave to serve as a granary.

Although there is a lot of food at this time, it is also the foundation here. If something goes wrong and ruins it, Song Beichuan will not have time to cry and must be protected.

At the same time, a training ground was set up nearby for daily training of the troops. The strength of the troops' combat has a lot to do with daily training.

In short, Song Beichuan's vision is indeed good. Zhang Shouren has rectified all aspects in a very orderly manner. He did everything without saying anything.

On the other hand, Song Beichuan asked Yuan Cheng's soldiers to go out to search for survivors every day and inquire about the situation of the other forces as much as possible.

After dozens of days of hard work, nothing was found.

First of all, it is in the city center of the city, with zombies everywhere, and no other force dares to station.

But with exceptions, I really got some news from the mouths of some survivors that there are spacious sewers under the city, and there are a group of forces stationed in the sewers, calling themselves underground gangs.

These underground gangs occupy the largest territory, the underground pipelines of the entire city, and can easily and casually return to the ground along the various exits of the sewer.

It is also very convenient to obtain supplies. Most survivors choose to escape here. There are two hundred, maybe three hundred, maybe more.

The number of people has always been a mystery, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that the Underground Gang is definitely the strongest group in Dadi City.

There is also a group of fishermen living by the sea.

Before the disaster, they were all fishermen living by the sea and making a living by fishing.

Nowadays, all ships of all sizes are tied together with iron chains, forming a small movable living space on the sea surface.

They would not go ashore easily, and the number of people could be about 70 or 80. They were also a good force. Song Beichuan called them the Fisherman's Gang.

As for Dadi City, it is unknown how many gangs Song Beichuan have not been discovered.

At this time, Song Beichuan had no intention of attracting these forces yet. As long as they didn't come to provoke him, it would be good to live a peaceful life for the time being.

However, nothing is absolute. The weather has been cold these days, so Song Beichuan is a little lazy and hides in the house and reads quietly, but his mind is still thinking about how to deal with the future situation.

At this time, the fat man hurriedly walked in from the door and said, "Governor, someone discovered this outside just now."

Seeing him calling him the governor, he cursed, "Fatty! I have said so many times, when there is no one, just call me Daming, or Beichuan, you are the governor on the left and the governor on the right, how can you be so embarrassed?"

The fat man touched the fat head and smiled a little, saying, "Why are you embarrassed? You are in charge of hundreds of people now."

"Okay, okay, don't keep talking poor, show me the things."

The fat man handed the thing in his hand to Song Beichuan, looked closer and found that it was an envelope with wax sealed on it.

As soon as he saw this kind of thing, Song Beichuan asked, "Didn't you see anyone?"

"There is really no such thing, I didn't even see the ghost."

Song Beichuan took the envelope apart with his hands, pulled out the letter paper, and slowly unfolded it.

A row of small words suddenly came into view:

It was my first time meeting, and I am very happy to meet you, Mr. Song Beichuan. If you don’t mind, can you gather at Yihe Restaurant on the 23rd to discuss major events?

After seeing it, Song Beichuan showed a solemn look and handed the letter to the fat man, asking him for his opinion.

After seeing it, the fat man put the paper aside and cursed: "You are kind to you, you don't even have a signer, you are sneaky, can such a person discuss something big."

"What day is today?"

The fat man looked at his watch. His watch had the function of date, and the number 20 was written on it at this time.

"There are three days left."

"You don't really want to go, what if it's a trap set by the other party?"

Song Beichuan smiled, pointed at his face, and said, "Look at me, do you think I am the kind of person who will fall into the trap?"

The fat man shook his head and said with a big mouth: "You are more sophisticated than anyone else. If you sell me, I will have to pay you money."

He hugged his shoulder and laughed loudly, "Don't worry, my Grand Marshal Tianpeng, I won't buy you anyone who sells it."

Then he asked him to notify all the backbone figures and come to the meeting.

In a moment, I saw Zhang Shouren, Mr. Chen, and Yuan Cheng, walking in from the door with a chat and laugh.

These people are relatively easy-going and get along very quickly, but there is also something that is indispensable because of Song Beichuan's proper employment.

Then he placed the letter on the table and asked everyone: "What do you think should you do? Go or not?"

Everyone seemed to have colluded and shook their heads unanimously. No one agreed to Song Beichuan take this risk.

It’s no wonder that there was not even a signer on the letter, and he didn’t say anything big. He just called the person over with just a single sentence, thinking that you are the teacher, I am your student, you are on call.

But at this time, Song Beichuan said unexpectedly: "What I want is peace in the city. I promised everyone a long time ago that they would clear all the zombies in the city. If they only care about protecting themselves every day, there would be no hope in this life. At this time, if there is force to contact us on their own initiative, I think it is a good thing, why not go?"

Seeing that there was no effect on dissuasion, Yuan Cheng stood up and said to Song Beichuan: "Governor, you can't let you go, let me go for you!"

Seeing that he was thinking about himself so much, and even went to a place where he died for life, how could Song Beichuan not be moved?

But he waved his hand and said, "Can you see the danger, can't I see it? I'm not afraid that they plotted against me at Yihe Hotel. Instead, I'm afraid that they will lure the tiger out of the mountain and break into our empty door. You and Fatty will stay here and be responsible for the safety of Aning Village."

When Yuan Cheng heard this, he could only sit down first and listen quietly to Song Beichuan.

But what Yuan Cheng said just now did give Song Beichuan a hint of inspiration, and he immediately made up his mind and said something inexplicable: "I won't go, but Song Beichuan will go."
Chapter completed!