Rotting Land: Survive

Chapter 606 - 595: An Untimely Call (Part 1)

"Hello! Captain Xu, this is Huang Yong. Please respond if you hear this! Over!"

Huang Yong! Old Xu instinctively glanced at the clock on the wall.

6 o'clock, this was the future contact time agreed upon with Liu Fugui last time. Although the agreed time itself was not an issue, it was certainly suspicious that Huang Yong reached out just as our side was attacked.

Seeing that Old Xu had not moved for a long time, Old Zhao lightly patted the distracted Xu Renjie, "Hey, Old Xu!"

"Huh?"

"Connect it!" Zhao Yunhai pointed to the hand-held radio on the table, signaling Old Xu to hurry up and connect.

Because at this moment, Huang Yong's voice repeatedly came through the phone's earpiece, sounding somewhat anxious.

"Captain Xu, are you there? Please respond if you receive this! Over!"

"Hey! Can anyone hear this conversation? Respond quickly! Over!"

"Damn! This Huang guy's temper is still so foul!" Wang Qiang, annoyed, threw a piece of beef tendon into his mouth, and the crunching of his skull sounded as if he had a grudge against the beef tendon.

Hu Xiaodong found it amusing from the side, thinking to himself, how dare you criticize someone else when your temper is just as bad as his, tit for tat.

Old Xu stared at the radio on the table, paused for a moment, then picked it up and pressed the talk button, intentionally responding with heavy breathing, "Hello, hello? Mr. Huang? I, I am Xu Renjie, received your call! What's up? Over."

Seeing no response for a while, Huang Yong had been speculating whether the villa had been completely taken over, but upon hearing Old Xu's voice, he scoffed, "Hmph! It's nothing. Didn't you tell me someone was going to mess with your factory last time? After Liu found out, he asked me to check the situation. Since the delivery date is approaching, how's the preparation coming along?"

Last time, Old Xu proactively contacted the factory to report the bandit's intimidation.

However, the real purpose was to test whether Liu Fugui was involved, but unexpectedly, the other side seemed quite concerned, which surprised Old Xu.

But since the other party called out of concern, irrespective of any hidden agenda, necessary pleasantries were indispensable.

So, Old Xu replied with a smile, "Oh, it's about that? Really didn't expect Mr. Liu and Mr. Huang to still be thinking about it. But to be honest, Mr. Huang, we just had a skirmish with those people this morning."

"What? This morning? If I remember correctly, didn't you say it was supposed to be the day after tomorrow? How did it get moved up?" Huang Yong seemed quite surprised.

"Yes! You're not mistaken, Mr. Huang, the original delivery date should be the day after tomorrow, but they moved it up unilaterally, intending to catch us off guard." Old Xu replied honestly.

With that in mind, Huang Yong quickly came to terms with it.

After all, if it were him, he would probably move the date up as well.

Because in this world, being cunning is the norm. And if we talk about stockpiling supplies, a day more or less hardly matters.

But from a strategic perspective, moving up a day, as Xu Renjie said, can catch the opponent off guard, preventing them from preparing for resistance at the scheduled time.

With this thought, Huang Yong was almost certain of the battle's result, "So it seems you've already handed over the goods to them, right? Over!"

The reason Huang Yong was so sure was mainly because Old Xu's tone during the call was too calm and relaxed.

So, without a doubt, the villa must have used a "hand over the goods for peace" strategy to get through this ordeal.

Otherwise, with Xu Renjie's character, there was no way he could be so relaxed and calm.

But contrary to Huang Yong's expectations, Old Xu flatly denied his assumption:

"No! Mr. Huang, we didn't give them anything! You know, when dealing with these bandits, we absolutely can't negotiate with them. If we agreed to their demands today, they'd undoubtedly escalate later on. Moreover, in this world, supplies are life; if anyone wants to touch our supplies, they're threatening our lives. When someone wants your life, can you do anything other than fight to the death?"

Old Xu's words carried a fierce undertone, but the intent was more than just answering the question.

Simply put, his words were more a warning to the other side than an actual response.

He wanted to tell Huang Yong in no uncertain terms: they won't attack unless provoked, but they will retaliate if attacked!

If Liu Fugui wants to trade fairly, that's fine, equal exchange, friendly negotiations, just like the previous times.

But if he intends to get sneaky to target the villa, then sorry, if you're not afraid of death, just give it a try.

However, Huang Yong evidently didn't think that far; he didn't pick up on the undertones of Xu Renjie's words, instead, he earnestly offered advice, "That may not always be the case. It depends on the strength of the opponent. If their strength is weak, just one word: fight; if strong, well... oh, right, how many of them came this time? Over!"

"10!" Without thinking, Old Xu responded.

"10? What about weapons? Last time you said they had three Type 92 pistols, right?"

"Yes! Mr. Huang, your memory is really good. Last time they indeed carried three Type 92s, but this time it's different; they brought five and were pretty good shots! Over!"

Upon hearing this, Huang Yong was silent for a while.

He knew the situation at the villa very well; if the opponent only brought 10 people, it might make sense that the villa could put up a fight.

But to bring along 5 Type 92 pistols... are those bandits all idiots?!

Seeing that Huang Yong was silent for a long time, Old Xu guessed a bit and explained, "Mr. Huang, frankly speaking, the reason we managed to drive them away this time was pure luck. If they come again, we might not be as lucky as today. So you should also be on high alert on your side. If they wouldn't even spare our small temple, much less your golden mountain!"

Old Xu was not exaggerating. Not to mention anything else, just the food supply in Liu Fugui's factory and warehouse is essentially gold in the apocalypse.

But Huang Yong is a man who's used to living on the edge, having had his fair share of murder and arson in the past. So after hearing Old Xu's so-called warning, he was not alarmed but rather laughed, "Hehe! Captain Xu, you don't need to worry about the safety on my end. Unless someone has a death wish, nobody would dare stir up trouble on my turf. But you should make sure to defend well, I wouldn't want our next call to go unanswered! Over!"

"Thank you for your concern, Mr. Huang! But we're no pushovers either!"

"Hmph! That'll be all then. Report any new situations immediately, and don't wait for me to contact you every time! Over!"

With that, the call ended, and the hand-held radio returned to silence! (To be continued. If you like this work, please go to Qidian (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to read.)