Elder Qiang and the others listened to the report, their faces growing grim.
Weapons more powerful than theirs?
Elder Qiang stopped smoking his cigar, threw it to the ground, and stomped on it. He then turned and went to his room.
When he emerged, he was carrying a Gatling gun and had a bandolier of ammunition slung over his shoulder.
"This is our home, our territory. We will not allow outsiders to invade. Brothers, follow me. Let's go deal with these foreign invaders. We'll beat them so badly their own parents won't recognize them." After saying this, Elder Qiang walked out with his gun.
Brother Tian and the others exchanged glances and followed.
Meanwhile, within the walls of the Lu City survivor base.
It was supposed to be a quiet night, with everyone asleep.
Due to the invasion of outsiders, the entire survivor base erupted in the sound of artillery and gunfire. The clash of abilities from those with powers echoed, and screams and cries for help came one after another.
Inside a black Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon, protected by the invading foreign team, sat a man in a black leather jacket and sunglasses. He was in the passenger seat, a cigarette held between his index and middle fingers.
He rested his hand on the car window, the smoke from his cigarette curling upwards.
Soon, a subordinate, dressed in combat gear and with his face smeared black, holding a weapon, approached the car door and bowed slightly, showing utmost respect. "Young Master Sheng, it's taken. The messenger has arrived safely, and the base leader is on his way."
"The other side has about ten people, led by a fat man, whose combat weapon is a modified Gatling gun."
The man called Young Master Sheng waved dismissively at the subordinate reporting the news, and the subordinate turned to leave the way he came.
If Elder Qiang were present and heard this, he probably wouldn't be thinking of charging forward to reclaim his position as base leader. Instead, he would be considering packing up supplies and fleeing this battle.
Unfortunately, Elder Qiang was unaware that this was all part of Young Master Sheng's plan. He was on his way.
When Elder Qiang appeared, Young Master Sheng's men had already aimed their weapons at them. The ability users also displayed their powers, as if waiting for a command to annihilate Elder Qiang and his men.
Looking at the well-trained, well-equipped force that far surpassed his own, Elder Qiang knew he couldn't win. A rash attack would be like a moth to a flame.
With this thought, Elder Qiang raised his hands in surrender and shouted loudly, "I am Peng Qiang, the leader of the Lu City survivor base. I want to see your boss. I am willing to hand over the base and become your subordinate."
Peng Qiang valued his life. Besides, discretion was the better part of valor. He had no intention of seeking glory at the cost of his own life.
After Peng Qiang surrendered, Brother Tian and the others also raised their hands obediently. If even their boss had betrayed them, it would be a dead end for them if they didn't see reason.
After Peng Qiang's call, someone from Young Master Sheng's team stepped forward, gun in hand, and approached Peng Qiang. "Come with me."
Peng Qiang quickly followed, hands still raised. Once he was within Young Master Sheng's group, someone immediately stepped forward and confiscated his gun and ammunition.
Now, Peng Qiang was left with nothing.
Soon, Peng Qiang was led to the black Mercedes-Benz G-Wagon. He saw the man in sunglasses sitting in the passenger seat.
Knowing this was the leader of the group, Peng Qiang put on a fawning smile. "Sir, what are your orders?"