You Be More Polite

Zhang Tao said with a smile, "That's why we were lucky!"

The group chatted and laughed, the atmosphere more relaxed than ever.

Just thinking about having a large batch of weapons soon made even the usually stoic Song Cheng's lips curl up slightly.

Passing through the narrow tunnel, Jiang You finally saw the weapons cache Song Cheng had mentioned.

The circular cave was at least 160 to 170 square meters. The edges near the mountain wall were lined with boxes of all sizes, many stacked several layers high.

There were at least two hundred boxes. Who would hoard so many weapons here?

"Holy crap! We're rich! Rich! Rich!"

"Boss, we're rich! So many weapons!!"

"Ah ha ha ha ha! Weapons! All weapons! Mom, I've made it!"

Seeing the piles of boxes, Zhang Tao and the other two excitedly ran towards them, their eyes shining.

Zhang Tao was a military enthusiast. Seeing these items made him more excited than seeing his girlfriend.

"Holy crap, these are AK-47s! And M16s! AR series! And G36s!"

"There are shotguns here too, and M1911 automatic pistols!!"

"Holy crap! Holy crap! Holy crap! This is... this is an M2HB heavy machine gun!"

Guan Jun saw his eyes practically bulging out and asked, "Why are you so excited? What's an M2HB?"

"You don't even know this? The M2HB is the most versatile heavy machine gun in the world, the kind you can pass down as an heirloom!

It was designed by the world-class firearms master John Moses Browning. It uses 50MG rounds.

The effective range of this gun can exceed two thousand meters!

Its kinetic energy is more than five times that of a regular 30 caliber bullet! Tell me, isn't that awesome?!"

He caressed the gun's body obsessively, "Look how sexy this smooth little mouth is!

And this rear end, it's so well-shaped!

This is the gun of my dreams!

This one is mine, and even God can't stop me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he caught sight of something out of the corner of his eye, immediately tossed his dream gun aside, and pounced on another open box. He looked exactly like a fickle scumbag.

"My great-uncle! This is an M1897!"

Yang Jiao frowned, "Isn't 1897 the milk from TV commercials?"

"What milk? This is a shotgun. This gun has extremely high barrier-penetration capabilities, truly a trench sweeper!!"

"And this..."

"..."

Zhang Tao was like an old bachelor who had been starved for decades and stumbled into a kingdom of women; he found everything beautiful and attractive.

One second he'd call something his true love, and the next he'd be falling head over heels for someone else.

He was completely spoiled for choice.

Thanks to him, Jiang You also received a crash course in weapon knowledge.

The more excited Zhang Tao got, the happier she became.

After all, half of these weapons belonged to her.

The machine gun she had used to scare Song Cheng and the others was hard-won, with limited ammo, and only one of them.

She had been reluctant to use it.

Now, with this new haul, things were different.

Da Zhuang watched these humans drool over cold, hard iron, shaking its tail in disdain.

Honestly, what's so exciting about these things? They're not even edible.

They looked so unsophisticated.

If they had seen the plumpest, most delicious field mice, they would know how low-class their preferences were, hmph!

It simply wandered towards the back of the warehouse.

The entire cave was like an inner chamber, with primitive chisel marks on the surrounding stone walls, forming crisscrossing grooves of varying heights.

Da Zhuang scurried around, using the protrusions on the stone walls as footholds, moving as if on level ground.

Song Cheng glanced at Jiang You, about to tell her to collect the supplies, when he saw her lips curve upwards, her smile exceptionally bright.

He felt a sudden pang in his chest.

But he quickly adjusted and said to the group, "You guys take a rough count of the weapons first, then hurry up and pack them to take away. I don't want any unforeseen complications."

The group nodded in agreement, and they split into three teams to begin the inventory.

Was counting the quantity because they were afraid she'd hold back?

Jiang You raised an eyebrow, but she wasn't angry. She didn't have any particular friendship with Song Cheng and the others; it was just a mutually beneficial arrangement.

It wouldn't hurt to be cautious.

Besides, counting was a good idea. Otherwise, after she took out half, they might still think she'd stolen some of the goods.

She was an honest transporter, only transporting, not pilfering.

Song Cheng saw her raise an eyebrow and thought she had misunderstood.

He explained, "Letting them count it once beforehand will put us all at ease. It'll cleanly sever ties later, preventing any unnecessary misunderstandings."

Jiang You nodded.

"Of course. After all, we've only met twice. Counting all these weapons clearly is good for both sides."

Seeing that she genuinely didn't mind, Song Cheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

On the journey here, he had truly experienced it. This young girl, who looked like she hadn't even started college yet, was definitely a ruthless individual.

When attacking the same zombie, she never needed a second move.

Every time, it was a single, fatal blow. On this point alone, none of them could match her.

She wasn't just a Space ability user; in terms of combat skills, she was also an exceptionally rare "wolf killer."

Song Cheng even suspected if she had undergone special training, as her speed and agility were extremely high.

The moves she used weren't flashy and didn't really follow any rules, but they were incredibly practical. Every move was a killing blow.

He used to run a martial arts school and knew many skilled practitioners.

But honestly, Jiang You's combat skills were definitely the most vicious he had ever seen.

There was a violent beauty in her brutality, full of explosive power.

Even though she smiled and seemed easy to talk to, it was all just an act.

The others continued to count the weapons, while Jiang You found a stone and sat down cross-legged. They had been traveling all day, and these people were truly something else, not even eating lunch.

They had been rushing since morning until now.

Only when she sat down did she feel a bit hungry.

She casually took out a self-heating meal from her space – it was shredded pork with garlic sauce.

A few minutes later, the entire cave was filled with a tempting aroma.

Jiang You wolfed down the rice, while the others continued their inventory, drooling.

Not only was she eating with gusto, but she also ate three bowls in one go!

What kind of family was this?

Eating three self-heating meals in one go!

Zhang Tai secretly watched and swallowed his saliva. The smell was too delicious, and his tongue kept secreting saliva; he could barely contain it.

Jiang You ate with such enjoyment that if she were given a spotlight, she could immediately transform into an eating broadcast.

But for the others, it was simply torture.

Even the usually stoic Song Cheng subtly shifted his attention, trying his best not to look at Jiang You's eating.

Finally, Jiang You finished her third bowl.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, thinking she was finally done and they wouldn't have to endure the torment anymore.

But just then, Yang Jiao's mouth twitched as she saw Jiang You take out another bowl of self-heating meal to heat up.

Zhang Tai, drooling, playfully teased Guan Jun, "Brother Jun, why don't we guess what dish this is?"

Guan Jun grunted and ignored him.

Yang Jiao sniffed and said, "I guess it's Mapo Tofu. I can smell the chili peppers."

"I bet it's Shuizhu Roupian," Zhang Tai said with a bitter face.

Jiang You picked up a piece of fish, put it in her mouth, and while eating, she kindly corrected them.

"No, I'm eating spicy fish slices."

As she spoke, she slurped down some soup. "This soup is also delicious! Do you guys want some?"

Zhang Tai's eyes immediately lit up, and he looked at Jiang You with surprise.

Rubbing his hands, he asked a bit hesitantly, "Really?! But, um, isn't it a bit too embarrassing to do this?"

"Oh, in that case, forget it."

Jiang You very decisively took back her words. "Actually, I also think it's not quite right. After all, we don't have that much of a relationship, so let's just eat our own things."

Zhang Tai: "..." So straightforward?

Aren't you going to be a little more polite?

If you were just a little more polite, I could stop being polite myself!

The gazes of the others instantly stabbed at Zhang Tai like knives.

If looks could kill, he would have been sliced into ten thousand pieces by now.