342, June 11th, 20:00.
The sun had already set, and the sky was once again adorned with spectacular auroras.
These had become a common sight in the nights since the solar storm erupted, appearing frequently for over two months. People had grown accustomed to them.
“Miss, this is an antique! How can it only be worth this few points?”
At Tang Guo’s stall, a man with a face full of thick flesh glared and asked.
“Sir, we are here to collect scrap metal, not antiques. If you wish to sell antiques, perhaps you should find an antique shop?”
Tang Guo, unfazed, replied with a smile.
The man’s eyes widened further. “At a time like this, where am I supposed to find an antique shop?”
“I don’t care, I’m selling this antique to you. You must give me points at the antique price, not a single bit less!”
Tang Guo continued to smile. “I’m sorry, we’re not buying.”
“Hey, you little brat! You’re getting cocky with me? Brothers, let’s go!”
The man suddenly lost his temper.
As soon as he spoke, a group of people emerged from nowhere, surrounding Tang Guo’s stall.
“Bring them back alive!”
The moment the words were spoken, a dark gun barrel poked out from the car window.
Da da da da!
A burst of crisp gunfire rang out, spraying at the feet of the group, halting their advance.
Peng Yixuan, holding a submachine gun, aimed it at them and threatened, “Take another step forward, and the bullets won’t have eyes!”
As the group stood in stunned uncertainty, they suddenly heard the sound of orderly, powerful footsteps from behind.
A group of plainclothes armed personnel, who had been scattered in various corners, with some even having just traded with Tang Guo and left, now surrounded the troublemakers.
“We’ve been waiting for you. Come with us!”
The man with the thick, fleshy face, who had been so fierce moments ago, now looked utterly dejected.
He moved his lips, spat out a mouthful of blood, and collapsed to the ground, dead.
“Go! Capture them!”
The plainclothes armed personnel acted swiftly, skillfully preventing many from committing suicide by poison and taking them away.
“Researcher Song was truly prescient. He said these people would target this stall, and here they are.”
The leader of the armed personnel remarked with a sigh.
Peng Yixuan, hearing this, retorted with displeasure, “It was clearly our Sister Tang Li who was prescient!”
Tang Li, unaware of the events in Jiangcheng, was still at the "Heavenly King Gang" camp.
The "Heavenly King Gang" camp was currently bustling with noise.
The "Heavenly King Gang" had accumulated a considerable amount of supplies, more than could fit in the vehicles.
Fortunately, there were tens of thousands of surviving citizens in the camp. The "United Team" distributed some supplies to them, asking for their help in transporting the goods.
After eliminating the "Heavenly King Gang," the "United Team" sent notifications to the F City shelter, the Jiangcheng shelter, and the underground city construction site, requesting them to send vehicles to pick up the people and bring protective suits to distribute to them.
After all, migrating the populace was an official duty, and it was not appropriate for mercenary teams to undertake it. The situation was even more dire for the convicts at the underground city construction site.
The "United Team" needed to tally the spoils of the battle and take back their own supplies.
“What a shame, such a good building will be abandoned.”
Bai Xunyang looked at the exchange building of the "Heavenly King Gang" camp and said with some regret.
This was originally the exchange for the county’s shelter, with all its facilities intact. It had not been damaged after being occupied by the "Heavenly King Gang," and the solar panels and electromagnetic shielding cover were also well-preserved.
However, after the "United Team" withdrew, everything here would be dismantled to prevent it from being exploited by criminal groups again.
“Why abandon it? Can’t it be our team’s stronghold?”
“If a weak force like the Heavenly King Gang could hold such a place and even turn it into a hub for various criminal groups, surely our powerful team could hold it?”
Tang Li asked with some confusion.
Peng Yue explained, “Even if we could hold it, we shouldn’t.”
“Our team is already the number one team under the Mercenary Guild. If we were to establish our own stronghold, it might arouse suspicion from the higher levels of authority.”
Tang Li heard this and asked, “Then what if we don’t occupy it under our team’s name?”