The Necromancer is amassing troops like crazy in the apocalypse - Chapter 105: 104, Not getting off the car, threatened you guys _1

Chapter 105: Chapter 104, Not getting off the car, threatened you guys _1

City South Prison.

Bamm Bamm Bamm-!

The heavy banging sound woke up the man in the room.

He opened his eyes and grumbled, “What’s happening? Why the hell are you banging around?”

“Brother Long, the chick from the auto repair shop messaged about the gun exchange. She said she could make it by noon today.” The frantic voice came from outside the door.

Brother Long was bare-chested, revealing a large expanse of tattoos.

He opened the door, glanced at his underling, and asked, “How many are they bringing?”

“Don’t know, she said we should do the trade outdoors and they wouldn’t come straight here,” the underling replied.

Brother Long scratched his chin.

He continued, “She seems cautious. Have the guys meet her outside. Once she arrives, we’ll take all her goods and people. If they comply, we take them back. The disobedient men will be killed, but don’t kill the women.”

“Understood.” The underling was about to leave.

Brother Long added, “Take more weapons with you, these people being willing to come here shows that they are not ordinary. Avoid any mishaps.”

“Don’t worry, Brother Long. No matter how good they are, can they be better than bullets? If things go south, I will simply shoot them.” The underling patted the rifle hanging on his body.

Brother Long nodded, “Go now, come back as early as possible after the robbery.”

“Sure.”

On the road.

The convoy sped along.

The rest of the journey started going smoothly with few zombies appearing.

A few that did were left far behind or directly crushed under the wheels.

They continued at a rapid pace and were already near their target location.

Zzzzz-!

“I can see the designated trade location,” came the voice of Li Yahong, leading from the first vehicle, on the radio.

The trading spot was set at a building cluster beneath the prison.

There was some distance between the prison and this location.

“Do you see anyone?” Wu Heng picked up the radio and asked.

“No, but I can see some roadblocks that have been set up, it’s possible there are people.”

“Slow down, let’s not go over just yet.”

The convoy began to slow down and moved forward bit by bit.

“Honk the horn, see if anyone comes out,” Wu Heng continued.

This area was clearly devoid of zombies, it was probable that the prison population had cleaned it up.

But still, the absence of any visible people was disconcerting.

The shrill sound of the car horn echoed through the area.

That’s when two men in prison officer uniforms came out from the opposite side and waved over from a distance.

“Someone came out and they are waving us over!” Li Yahong reported through the radio.

“Hold on!” Wu Heng responded through the radio.

The convoy halted, refraining from moving any closer.

After a while, Xiao Xiao who was sent out flew back.

Hovering in the air she said, “Uncle, there are a lot of people in the houses over there, they all look like bad people-!”

“How many?”

Xiao Xiao counted on her fingers, “A lot!”

“Uh  come back, let me see!”

Xiao Xiao returned inside Wu Heng, sharing the images she had captured.

On both sides of the road were two rows of buildings.

Apart from the two men standing outside, there were about eleven or twelve people inside the surrounding buildings.

Some wore prison officer uniforms, others dressed in short-sleeves, their tattooed arms exposed.

Every single person was armed, their guns hanging off their necks.

A large portion of them appeared raggedy, just as Xiao Xiao described.

They didn’t seem to be prison officers.

Were they prisoners?

Or were they accepting the survivors?

But on second thoughts, it was the end of the world after all.

Sourcing strong men from various shelters to form a defensive team, seemed plausible.

“They’re still signaling us to head over. What do we do now?” Li Yahong on the radio asked again.

“Go there, maintain distance between the cars and under no circumstances should any of you leave your cars,” Wu Heng continued.

The rest of the team sensed the gravity of his words.

Plus, given the fact that the opposition had guns, made them take things even more seriously.

Then the convoy continued forward, maintaining a mutual distance and entering the opposition’s territory.

Ahead, a man carrying a rifle walked forward.

He first gave a formal salute, then gestured for the window to be rolled down.

Li Yahong slightly cracked open the window and asked, “Are you from City South Prison?”

The car window was secured with iron reinforcement bars and the doors were reinforced with iron plates. As long as they stayed inside the car, the bullets probably couldn’t penetrate the thick doors.

“Yes, are you from the auto repair shop? Impressive, you drove all this way here.” The man complimented, then continued, “We’ve prepared the guns for you. Please get out of the car to check them. You can take them once you’ve verified they’re okay.”

Li Yahong glanced at him and said, “Bring out the items for me to see.”

The man frowned.

He glanced behind at the cars maintaining distance and said, “We can bring them out, but don’t you need to see them? Do you know how to use them? We can show you how.”

“We know how to use them, just bring out the guns,” Li Yahong then closed the window a bit more.

The man’s eyes narrowed.

Then he turned around and waved at the people behind.

Clang!

The doors on both sides opened, and several people holding rifles dashed out, surrounding the convoy with their guns aimed directly at the driver’s seats.

They shouted for everyone to get out of the vehicles or they would shoot.

Someone tried to pull open the car doors, but they were locked in advance, so they were unsuccessful.

Then, a voice came from the walkie-talkie, “The road behind us is blocked. We can’t back up.”

The people in the convoy were taken aback.

Only now did they realize the intent of their opponents.

This wasn’t about conducting a trade at all. They were just waiting for them to deliver their food supplies.

Li Yahong’s face darkened as she asked, “What do you mean?”

The man they had been talking to just now chuckled coldly, “No special meaning. We are short on manpower and resources. We kindly ask you to bring your supplies and move to our place to live.”

“So, the trade was a hoax?”

“Tsk!” The man spit and kept talking, “When the fuck did we mention a trade? You all look like a bunch of idiots, bringing us supplies willingly.”

“Get out now, or we’ll make you.”

Li Yahong lowered her head to keep it in line with the inside of the car, avoiding their gun barrels. She spoke into the walkie-talkie, “The trade is a hoax. They want to steal our cargo.”

Wu Heng could also see the men holding guns, cursing and pulling at the car doors with all their might.

This felt like a trick. ‘While others are hoarding food, I hoard guns. My neighbours are my granaries’ type of trick.

In fact, he had anticipated this scenario.

So he didn’t panic.

His goal was the guns, the rifles. Whether it was through a trade or theft didn’t matter.

The important thing was that they truly had guns.

Wu Heng turned to the Big Head Skeleton behind him and commanded, “Let the skeletons get out of the car and kill everyone outside.”

The Soul Fire in the eyes of the Big Head Skeleton flickered.

In the next second,

The canvas at the back of the truck was pulled back, and a large group of skeletons jumped straight down from the truck cabin.

With kitchen knives in hand, they immediately charged towards the people outside.

The swearing men were momentarily stunned.

“What the fuck is that?”

“Shit, it’s a skeleton, a fucking living skeleton.”

“They were transporting skeletons, not food.”

“Fire!”

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of gunfire rang out as a barrage of bullets rained down on the crowd of skeletons, passing through their hollow bones and hitting the truck behind them.

The people inside the truck were startled and instinctively ducked down and covered their heads.

Guns were a double-edged sword in the apocalypse.

They weren’t particularly efficient against zombies, as they attracted hordes of them and were just as ineffective against skeletons.

But humans were terrified of firearms.

Despite the barrage of gunfire, the skeletons brandished their kitchen knives and charged madly towards their enemies.

“Ah! Damn it, help!.”

“Run!”

“Don’t kill me, don’t kill me ….”

Painful screams echoed everywhere.

The men from the prison were tackled by the skeletons and killed within a few quick blows.

Those who had started to run were chased down by the skeletons and hacked into a bloody pulp.

Soon, the sound of gunfire and screams subsided, and the entire place fell eerily silent again.

“Is anyone injured?” Wu Heng asked through the walkie-talkie.

“No!”

Once he confirmed no one was injured, Wu Heng stepped out of the vehicle.

The skeleton hauled the bodies over and dumped them not far away.

Wu Heng first glanced at the corpses, then bent down to pick up the blood-stained rifles.

They were classic locally-made rifles.

He checked the magazine. It still had some bullets inside.

There were a total of eight corpses, five rifles, and three submachine guns. However, no spare magazines were found. Each gun only had the few remaining bullets in their chamber.

He put all the guns into his Space Ring.

Wu Heng looked around and called out, “Li Yahong.”

Li Yahong ran over, asking, “What’s up?”

“Have your men check the vehicles. Then come with me.”

“Okay!”

After giving instructions, Li Yahong followed Wu Heng and the skeleton, who were carrying a corpse, toward a house some distance away.

They let the skeleton drop the corpse on the ground.

Wu Heng immediately cast “Communicate with the Dead.”

Necromancy enveloped the corpse, and the next second, the body sat upright.

His face was covered with knife marks, blood, and raw flesh.

“What was your initial plan?” Wu Heng asked directly.

The man turned his head, answering, “We planned to trick the people of the auto repair shop into coming, then detain all of their supplies and people.” “What do you need so many people for?”

If this wasn’t a formal settlement, having an influx of people was a burden.

After all, they all needed food, and food was now considered a scarce resource.

“The men are used as bait to attract zombies, and the women are kept for… other uses. If not needed, they can also be used as bait.”

Upon hearing this, the color instantly drained from Li Yahong’s face..