They had been imprisoned in a dark, damp basement, living in fear every day, but now they finally saw the light of day again, and tears welled up in their eyes.
Zuo Feng felt a little relieved at this sight; as long as he successfully rescued these technicians and cleared out the arsenal, their Firefly Base would be able to establish its own arsenal!
He stepped forward, his gaze falling on Da Mi Tao. Seeing Da Mi Tao nod at him, Zuo Feng’s lips curved into a smile, evidently Da Mi Tao had successfully persuaded these people to join Firefly Base.
After thoroughly scavenging all the supplies from the Flying Eagle Gang, Zuo Feng led everyone to retreat. The technicians were arranged onto a large truck, which slowly started and drove towards the direction of the corrugated iron rooms.
Inside the truck, the technicians conversed in low voices, their eyes sparkling with eager anticipation for a new life.
Zuo Feng sat in the commercial vehicle with his eyes closed, resting, but his mind was constantly calculating the next plan; the arsenal had to be cleared out as quickly as possible, who knew when it would be discovered by other forces.
At the same time, these technicians also needed to be sent back to Firefly Base quickly for safe resettlement.
This night, they were busy until around 3 AM before Zuo Feng and the girls finished washing up and went to sleep.
Those technicians were uniformly arranged by Fox Yaorao in a spacious corrugated iron room. For safety, Zuo Feng also stationed Tiegada at the door to ensure nothing went wrong.
The next day, everyone slept until noon before gradually waking up. After a simple meal of dry rations, Zuo Feng gathered everyone for a meeting. The content of the meeting was simple: to assign the upcoming tasks.
Fox Yaorao stayed behind to be responsible for contacting the women who had been dispersed to gather intelligence, and Little Maid also stayed to assist Fox Yaorao.
The reason for choosing Little Maid to stay was her speed; if she encountered an unsolvable problem, she could quickly relay the message.
Zuo Feng, on the other hand, led the rest of the group to the arsenal, determined to clear it out as quickly as possible.
By the time Zuo Feng and his group arrived at the arsenal, it was around 4 PM; what greeted them was an abandoned industrial area, overgrown with weeds and dilapidated, with a unique scent of gunpowder and metal intertwined in the air.
This arsenal in front of them was not the large arsenal described by the Flying Eagle Gang; in fact, it was only a relatively large medium-sized arsenal, at least no large equipment like helicopters were manufactured here.
However, given its scale, it was understandable to mistake it for a large arsenal.
Zuo Feng carefully observed his surroundings, secretly feeling fortunate.
Although the scale was not as expected, it was sufficient for the development needs of Firefly Base; as long as they took over the current arsenal, Firefly Base’s hot weapon reserves would instantly far surpass Huo Yao Base!
The number of zombies inside this arsenal was approximately two to three thousand, and not even a Six Horizontal Bars zombie appeared.
Such a zombie scale was indeed too much for the Flying Eagle Gang to handle, but for Zuo Feng and his team, it was not difficult.
Zuo Feng quickly deployed tactics, dividing into groups. Da Yuanyuan, the young married woman, Xiaotongtong, and the staff remained in place, guarded by Huo Er, Hotuntun, and Hotutu.
Zuo Feng dared not let Huo Er, and the disobedient Hotuntun and Hotutu, go inside. There was gunpowder everywhere, and if it ignited, the entire arsenal would be razed to the ground.
The rest followed Zuo Feng deeper into the arsenal, clearing out zombies section by section.
The three-person teams advanced cautiously, and although the clearing efficiency was not high, it was safe and steady.
While Zuo Feng and his group were clearing the arsenal, within Dream City, its intelligence network was also operating intensely.
Dou Paopao was assigned to the territory of a medium-sized force called the Wild Wolf Gang. After Dou Paopao entered this territory in the morning, she quickly blended into the environment and rented a simple dwelling.
Having been in the apocalypse for so long, Dou Paopao knew that for women like them, who worked as escorts, the most important thing to gather intelligence was the client base. If she continued as before, merely soliciting customers on the street, the amount of information would be limited, making it difficult to access core intelligence.
So, her target from the beginning was placed on the powerful gang leaders; by interacting with them, she could quickly obtain key intelligence.
Dou Paopao had a sweet appearance. The first thing she did after renting a room was to dedicate herself to dressing up.
Her initial funds were two three-line zombie crystals; Dou Paopao exchanged one of the three-line zombie crystals for 100 one-line Undead Crystals; she used these one-line loss crystals to buy exquisite cosmetics and clothes, and after careful dressing, she looked exceptionally charming.
In the evening, the elegantly dressed Dou Paopao appeared in front of a high-end bar near the Wild Wolf Gang’s stronghold. She swayed her hips gently, her eyes hazy, and with her sweet appearance, she attracted many gazes.
But Dou Paopao knew that her purpose was not just to attract attention, but to precisely target those high-ranking members of the Wild Wolf Gang who, after the apocalypse, never lacked women; what they lacked was novelty and excitement.
If she actively approached them, it would only lower her value.
They liked prey that was difficult to tame, like in a hunt. Dou Paopao deliberately kept her distance, with a hint of arrogance and disdain in her eyes, and slowly walked into the bar, as if inadvertently scanning every corner, but her target was already locked in her mind.
These peripheral people were all small fry; the real high-ranking members were in the private rooms inside.
Dou Paopao walked directly to the bar, ordered a drink that wasn't too expensive, and her eyes always inadvertently glanced at the private room area.
This drink cost Dou Paopao a full 20 one-line loss crystals, but she didn't care because this was her way of showing her uniqueness.
She understood that patience was key. Today, she didn't intend to meet anyone; she just came to show her face once, to leave a slight impression of her face on the people in the bar. Dou Paopao took a small sip of her drink, a subtle smile playing on her lips.
In this bar, consumption was extremely high; ordinary women in her line of work would never dare to enter.
Just entering the bar required paying 10 one-line loss crystals as an entrance fee, and their financial strength simply could not support such consumption.
During this time, several men had tried to approach Dou Paopao, but she gracefully declined them with clever methods. She knew that the real prey was still observing from the shadows.
Fishing always requires patience, and she was not worried that her funds would be insufficient, because the initial two three-line zombie crystals were just starting capital, and subsequent funds would be replenished by Fox Yaorao on time.
The reason for not taking too many loss crystals at once was that people like them, carrying a large amount of loss crystals, would easily become targets.
This time, Dou Paopao did not stay too long. During her stay, she ordered two more drinks, did not chat with anyone, but simply sat elegantly by the bar, savoring the aroma of the wine alone. Time quietly slipped away, and two hours passed quickly.
In these two hours, Dou Paopao had already rejected dozens of men’s advances, and she was very satisfied with this result. She stood up, gently brushed off non-existent dust from her skirt, and elegantly turned to leave.
Dou Paopao knew that as she rejected more and more men, her mystique and attractiveness would continuously increase, which was exactly the effect she wanted.
Men, you see—the harder something is to get, the more they want it.
Dou Paopao walked out of the bar, and her figure looked even more charming in the night.
She knew that tonight's action was just the prelude, the real drama was yet to come, fishing requires patience…
Leaving the bar, Dou Paopao did not rush away, but paused at the street corner for a moment before slowly and gracefully walking back to her residence….