The icy touch on Hu Kun’s neck instantly sobered him up, and his urge to urinate vanished.
He didn’t even dare to open his mouth, fearing that the other party would think he was about to shout for help and would immediately slit his throat.
Fortunately, the people who hijacked him didn’t intend to kill him directly; instead, they dragged him to a dark corner.
There were two people who kidnapped him: a tall, thin young man and a fierce-looking man with a scar on his face.
“How unlucky, this guy peed himself. Let’s just kill him,” the scarred man said, covering Hu Kun’s mouth with his hand and moving to slit Hu Kun’s throat.
“Wait a moment, this person seems to be a field officer, and his rank isn’t low. Let me ask him a few questions,” the other young man said, stopping the scarred man’s action, which made Hu Kun breathe a sigh of relief.
“Answer a question with one word, if you dare to shout for help, I’ll kill you first.”
The scarred man kept the dagger pressed against Hu Kun’s neck, and Hu Kun nodded repeatedly before the other party released his hand from his mouth.
These two people were naturally Feng Jun and Song Zhan, who had infiltrated the scavenger camp.
Under the guidance of the UAV, they easily bypassed the loose patrol and watchtowers, and coincidentally encountered Hu Kun, who had come out to relieve himself.
Feng Jun originally didn’t intend to bother with this person, but when he saw that Hu Kun was wearing a field officer’s uniform, he figured he must have a considerable status among these rebels, so he and Song Zhan went and tied him up.
Feng Jun looked at the trembling Fat Man in front of him and couldn’t help but feel depressed.
This person looked so cowardly, not at all like a high-ranking officer.
“Little fatty, how many of you are there? Was Zhu Hong Business Association the one who sent you? Are there any follow-up troops? If so, when will they arrive?” Feng Jun asked the fatty in front of him.
Hu Kun finally stopped trembling, but he had already peed his pants.
He was already struggling to hold it in, and being scared by the two people made it even worse, but he quickly calmed down and began to recall what he had learned in military school about “what to do if captured by the enemy on the Battlefield.”
Just as he was thinking about how to escape from these two, Song Zhan, who had been holding a knife to his neck, grew impatient.
Song Zhan directly grabbed two of Hu Kun’s fingers and bent them backward with force.
The intense pain made Hu Kun want to scream, but Song Zhan immediately covered his mouth.
“This fatty just glanced up, he’s definitely thinking of bad ideas. Boss, let’s just kill him.
These people are just a group of rebels, even if we kill everyone here, Zhu Hong Business Association won’t find fault.
And as long as we act fast, we can eliminate everyone here, and no one will know what happened.
Blow up the N1 Tank and then attack directly, finish killing people and then call it a day,” Song Zhan said.
After he finished speaking, Song Zhan’s dagger began to press down into Hu Kun’s neck, as if he was about to slit Hu Kun’s throat immediately.
“Mmm mmm ~ Mmm mmm ~” Hu Kun struggled a few times, squeezing a gap from Song Zhan’s palm, and fearing that speaking too loudly would attract nearby soldiers and get him killed, he could only whisper, “Don’t! Don’t kill me.
I’ll confess everything.
The N1 Tank’s biological key is still on me, and I’m willing to help you gain driving access to this N1 Tank.”
Hu Kun was not a complete bookworm; after several years of mingling in Huaicheng District, he often dealt with various factions.
The five major forces in Huaicheng District appeared calm on the surface, but secretly they often engaged in poaching or even underhanded tactics.
Hu Kun had previously been courted by two other forces, but as a Regular Army veteran, Hu Kun naturally looked down on these wasteland gangs.
However, when faced with the threat of death, Hu Kun immediately chose to save his life.
This was also the effect Song Zhan and Feng Jun wanted to achieve; with such a threat, Hu Kun eagerly confessed everything he could.
This included their origins, their affiliation with Zhu Hong Business Association, why they rebelled against Zhu Hong Business Association and came here, and finally, the current situation in the camp, including the fact that some soldiers were gradually slipping out of his control.
Originally, Feng Jun thought this was just a group of rebels from Zhu Hong Business Association, but he didn’t expect that cracks had appeared within this rebel group.
However, this also saved Feng Jun a lot of trouble.
After a brief thought, Feng Jun had an idea.
He put his left hand behind his back and directly took out a slave collar from his storage space.
He dangled the slave collar in front of Hu Kun and then said, “You know how to use this thing, right?
You have ten seconds, start counting now.”
At first, Hu Kun was hesitant, but when Feng Jun counted to six, he felt Song Zhan’s dagger sliding on his neck again.
Fearing that his throat would really be slit, Hu Kun quickly snatched the slave collar from Feng Jun’s hand and put it on his own neck.
Once the slave collar was worn, it was immediately activated automatically, connecting to Feng Jun’s IEM.
From then on, there was one more person who lost his freedom on the wasteland.
Seeing Hu Kun voluntarily put the slave collar on his neck, Feng Jun’s plan to seize the N1 Tank was already halfway complete.
As for Song Zhan, he immediately changed his expression; just a moment ago, he had a fierce look as if he wanted to kill Hu Kun, but now he looked at Hu Kun as if he were one of his own.
Then the rest of the matter became much simpler.
Including Hu Kun, there were eighty-six rebels in total, of whom twenty-three still followed Hu Kun’s orders and commands.
Most of the remaining personnel no longer obeyed Hu Kun’s orders and were even planning how to contact Zhu Hong Business Association and capture Hu Kun to apologize for their crimes.
However, almost all of these people were already drunk today, so dealing with them would be much easier later.
Thanks to Hu Kun’s generally good treatment of his subordinates, even in such a predicament, there were still twenty-three people willing to obey his orders, and the control of the N1 Tank was also in his hands.
However, Hu Kun felt much more relieved after learning Feng Jun’s identity.
He had already heard about what happened in Longmen Town.
After putting on the slave collar, he was still worried about his future fate, but after learning Feng Jun’s purpose, he felt much more at ease.
“Boss, you can rest assured, I’m a professional when it comes to fighting.
From now on, just use me with confidence.
As long as you dare to use me, I can even recover the entire North China for you from the Empire.”
Hu Kun had already started bragging about himself in front of his new boss, but Feng Jun wasn’t in the mood to listen to his boasting; instead, Song Zhan started chatting with him.
Feng Jun interrupted the two men’s bragging.
After giving Hu Kun a few instructions, the three of them walked out of the dark corner.
Led by Hu Kun, Feng Jun and Song Zhan swaggered over to the N1 Tank.
The three soldiers cleaning the N1 Tank’s tracks outside the N1 Tank immediately saluted when they saw Hu Kun, but they also noticed Feng Jun and Song Zhan following behind.
The rest of the matter went smoothly.
The soldiers who still obeyed Hu Kun’s orders quickly gathered together.
Song Zhan sent a signal to Zhong Chen, who was waiting outside the camp, and the one hundred soldiers who had been lying in wait immediately swarmed in.
Feng Jun occupied this scavenger camp with almost no effort.
Things happened very smoothly; those drunken soldiers were grabbed by the head with guns pointed at them before they even knew what was happening.
Although a few tried to resist, they were all shot in the head.
Then these people were handcuffed and given slave collars one by one.
Because a factory for cultivating Anti-corpse liquid would be built here, many slaves would be needed for labor in the future, and these people could just be put to use.
What was originally thought to be a difficult task ended so easily.
Feng Jun effortlessly obtained an N1 Tank, along with a seemingly unreliable Commander and a matching twenty-odd soldiers.
As soon as dawn broke the next day, Feng Jun eagerly pulled Hu Kun into the N1 Tank and drove this 288-ton steel beast around the industrial park.
Feng Jun sat in the Commander’s seat in the N1 Tank, inspecting Yanqing Industrial Park.
According to the original plan, the brought soldiers had already begun combat preparations.
Next, they would kill the zombies in the industrial park until their numbers were below a certain threshold, then attempt to segment the Blood Nest, and establish a factory on the periphery to begin cultivating mycelia and mass-producing Anti-corpse liquid.
Feng Jun originally brought a thousand soldiers plus various armored vehicles, and now he had acquired this N1 Tank, making it even easier to deal with the zombies in this industrial park.
Moreover, after a night of deliberation, De Chao’s scavengers also decided to pledge allegiance to Feng Jun, thus securing workers for cultivating mycelia.
Furthermore, there weren’t just this one group of scavengers nearby; there were also several scattered groups of scavengers, who were also scavenger groups killing zombies near Yanqing Industrial Park.
Dealing with these ordinary zombies was very simple; after setting up simple fortifications and firepower points, the cleanup of the zombies began.
These low-level zombies only knew to bite living things, and upon hearing gunshots, they continuously gathered towards the sound.
Ordinary survivors facing the horde of corpses here might worry about insufficient ammunition and being surrounded, but Feng Jun’s soldiers had no such worries.
Once the soldier formation was deployed, soldiers continuously drove vehicles to attract the zombies in the industrial park.
According to the plan, the zombies in the park would first be lured out and killed.
After the number of zombies dropped below ten thousand, the army would then enter the industrial park to kill zombies and suppress the Blood Nest’s zombie hatching speed.
Then, isolation walls would be built outside the industrial park, and attempts would be made to segment the Blood Nest within the park.
Afterward, low-level zombies would be captured daily from within for cultivating mycelia, while any threatening Mutants would be immediately killed.
After a morning of continuous fighting, approximately five thousand zombies were eliminated.
Previously, the estimated number of zombies in the industrial park was forty to fifty thousand, and the Blood Nest could produce five hundred to one thousand per day.
At this rate, it would only take one week to completely suppress the entire industrial park and control the Blood Nest within it.
