Stocking up in the apocalypse: I am invincible with billions of points, why are you jealous?

Li Cheng is the most capable general under the command of Ling Mingzong, commander of the Beiji Military Region. He is also one of the three most powerful figures on the military region's soldier rankings and is an expert at the layout and dismantling of explosives.

On the day of the meeting to fight for the island base, Zhang Ning saw that only Liang Kun, the dog-skin ointment, followed Ling Mingzong, and he realized that Li Cheng did not survive.

He had imagined that Li Cheng would luckily avoid the tide of zombies, hide in an unknown corner and wait for a chance to escape, or awaken his superpowers like himself and find an effective way to return to the Beiji Army island. Even though Zhongtian and Beiji are now in serious opposition, Zhang Ning hopes that Li Cheng can come back alive.

Unfortunately, for nearly two months, the actions and news of the two military regions were completely blocked, and Zhang Ning had no idea about the situation in Licheng.

Therefore, today, seeing the living Li Cheng in the cold S City is no different from looking for a hammer in the snow. After all, the Beiji Military Region is nearly a thousand kilometers away from S City. It takes only two legs to avoid the numerous dangers along the way to get here. What kind of extreme survival mode is that!

"He has super powers!"

Zhang Ning immediately noticed that after Li Cheng raised his hands, those hands immediately expanded into thick ice claws, and in the blink of an eye caught the powerful crossbow arrow he shot. This was enough to prove that the other party's supernatural power level was comparable to his.

From the very beginning, he was aiming at the thick tree trunk behind Li Cheng and had no intention of taking anyone's life.

"Wow, it's so powerful that it can penetrate a tree trunk."

After Li Cheng caught the crossbow arrow, he felt a chill on the back of his head, which was a cold sweat from shock!

"Captain, it's Captain Zhang from the Zhongtian Military Region. It's him, right?"

The team members under Li Cheng confirmed again and again that the face seen in the telescope was clearly Zhang Ning, the captain of the special operations team, one of the ruthless men in the three major military regions!

"You are not mistaken, it is Zhang Ning from Zhongtian."

There was a commotion below and all the team members' attention was focused on Li Cheng.

NND!

In the freezing cold of S City, they hadn't seen a single living person for a long time. This time they were able to see a group of normal humans, and they were actually from the Zhongtian Military Region. They were so happy. (There should be tears here, (#^.^#) hehe)

"Our channel is 842, right?"

"Yes, Captain."

Li Cheng looked at the little black man in the refinery and asked the team member next to him slowly.

He shook his hands lightly, and the thick ice broke into pieces with a "crackling" sound and fell onto the snow, returning his hands to normal condition.

Then, he grabbed a ball of snow with his bare hands and threw it upwards. A large block of ice with the three numbers "842" was placed in front of him, like a billboard, simple and clear - "Pick up the intercom, tune in, and talk."

“Give me a drone.”

Zhang Ning was about to control the drone to fly to the high altitude where Li Cheng was. After being told the modeling ice number by his teammates, he immediately picked up the intercom to contact Li Cheng.

"Li Cheng!"

"How are you, Zhang Ning?"

Li Cheng responded in a brisk tone.

"It's okay, you bastard. You've died once before."

"Hey, at least the King of Hell didn't take us, and we still have energy when we come back."

"That is."

"Zhang Ning, can we go to your refinery to play?"

Seeing the scene of zombies surrounding the factory, Li Cheng knew that as long as the refinery was operating, the zombies outside would swarm in. These days even zombies are afraid of the cold and know how to squeeze into warm places. It seems that Zhongtian's gang will have to stay for a while.

Therefore, he had to ask Zhang Ning tentatively. For no other reason, they were in desperate need of fuel in the spring, and they happened to meet someone he knew who was making oil from a stove. It shouldn't be a problem to exchange some oil with their old friendship.

After that, there was silence on the other end of the intercom.

Gradually, anxiety spread.

Li Cheng thought that Zhang Ning would most likely refuse outright. After all, in such a harsh environment, everyone was in danger and their past friendship was nothing.

"Captain, Captain Zhang is gathering the personnel."

Li Cheng's team members reminded.

That meant rejection, and Zhang Ning's silence was a response to his joking truth.

"Go back to the bureau."

Li Cheng curled his lips coldly and walked down the mountain.

"Captain, fuel..."

"We'll make some plans later."

The eleven team members followed Li Cheng back the same way in disappointment.

Although Li Cheng was anxious, his expression was as cold as usual. As a leader, it was very important for the stability of the team to remain expressionless at critical moments. He had always been like this, even on the day when death was approaching.

"woo woo woo woo--"

"Li Cheng, why are you going down the mountain?"

A black military drone descended vertically from the sky and called out to Li Cheng and others. It was Zhang Ning's voice.

"team leader..."

The team members all turned around, Li Cheng stopped, and the drone slowly flew towards him.

"According to the opinions of the team members, Captain Li Cheng of the Beiji Military Region and his team members can enter the refinery area through a special path. The requirements for entry are as follows: 1. Hand over the weapons; 2. Both sides coexist peacefully and cooperate with each other. There must be no bloodshed or vicious conflicts; 3. If the second item is violated, the special forces will impose corresponding punishments. Do you accept the above?"

Zhang Ning is not a dictator. He weighed the pros and cons and ultimately handed over the decision-making power to the players who followed him north to fight.