"Brother, which shelter did you come from?" Yang Long led the way, walking and asking.
"The old factory district!"
"Brother must have quite a few people under him! To be able to bring out so much grain for exchange, your strength must be formidable," Yang Long continued.
Wu Heng glanced at him and said directly, "Not many, just happened to find a grain store, got some food there."
Yang Long still smiled, "Don't get me wrong, brother. We've always cooperated with some high-strength bases, regularly clearing out some special areas. You can join us when the time comes, everyone gets a share of the spoils."
Wu Heng nodded, "If there's a chance, we can work together."
...
A few of them walked together to the back of a factory building.
The iron door opened, revealing a large amount of military equipment inside.
Yang Long had someone lift the canvas in front, exposing a twin-barrel machine cannon.
The two pitch-black gun barrels conveyed a sense of modern mechanical beauty.
