Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 425 - 42: Strengthening Potion and Chaotic Battle_3

Chapter 425: Chapter 42: Strengthening Potion and Chaotic Battle_3

"This is the seventh batch, isn’t it? Moscow’s got a lot of small gangs." An Ning sniffles, annoyed at the coat stain.

The last arrivals were the Freedom Group. Big money, big operations. They happily paid three million bottle caps, completing their arms deal.

"That idiot, as long as he has arms, what supplies can’t he rob? Can you eat bottle caps? He’s totally got the relationship wrong." The Freedom Group leader mocked Tang Zheng, looking at the dozen or so stockpiles of arms, and the tanks and armored vehicles that may still be operable with some maintenance, laughing like a cunning fox.

Tang Zheng was also snickering. After getting his hands on the bottle caps, he immediately dashed to the bookstore to exchange his mission with the old lady.

"Two million eight hundred thousand bottle caps, plus fourteen Ghoul leader skulls, in exchange for six bottles of Wasteland Strengthening Elixir." Tang Zheng stacked all his bottle caps in the old lady’s backyard, took the six bottles of elixir, and left the old woman to deal with the stuff, it was none of his concern.

"Seems hard to drink?" Looking at the dirt-grey liquid in the small bottle, somewhat like a nutrient solution, Tang Zheng twisted open the lid, held his breath and guzzled it down. Indeed it was hard to swallow, it was as if vomit and mucus were mixed together, even hanging in his throat.

Tang Zheng hurriedly opened a bottle of water to rinse his mouth, feeling a bit better, plus the sales from the supermarket, he now had four hundred thousand bottle caps left. He planned to save more and exchange them for a few more strengthening elixirs. These things can be gifted, so he wanted to prepare some for Lin Weiguo and others.

Five seconds later, Tang Zheng could feel a ball of heat burning in his chest, then spreading throughout his body. He clearly felt his senses become sharper, and his body was filled with an erupting volcano-like power.

The consumption power of Gathering Place 10 had reached its peak. When Tang Zheng returned to the supermarket, pondering on how to instigate a war between the civilians and the council, he heard a commotion.

Four to five hundred Parliament soldiers were blocking the supermarket, surrounded by over a thousand onlooking civilians.

"What’s going on?" Tang Zheng forced his way in with brute force, and saw a group leader picking fault at the wine rack. Several guards next to him, guns aimed at Lu Fan and Gao Yu. The young soldiers, although not disarmed, had little will to resist.

"You’re the shop manager? Paid your taxes?" The group leader pointed at Tang Zheng’s nose and cursed. After finishing the vodka in his hand, he grabbed another bottle, twisted off the cap and took a swig.

There were also some luxury supplies in the shelter. It seems no matter where these high-ranking officials go, they never forget to indulge.

"And you base people, how much food have you bought these few days, paid taxes? Tomorrow I’ll report to the regiment commander, search your homes, and collect all your hoarded supplies." This group leader was obviously drunk, he began to run his mouth.

The civilians immediately started a commotion upon hearing this. The group leader, who had become accustomed to calling the shots, cursed angrily. The soldiers rushed up to beat them, and the scene quickly became chaotic.

"See that? In Russia, the words of the Steel Council are the law. Bag these cigarettes and alcohol for me, and hand over eighty percent of your recent earnings. I can act as though none of this happened." With the command from the regiment commander, the group leader extorted them without pressure.

Tang Zheng’s blatant profiteering had long irritated others, the fact it took until now for the council to cause trouble shows their restraint.

Tang Zheng’s response was simple. He grabbed the group leader by the hair, and with a bang, smashed his head against the wine rack. The bottles shattered, and the shards pierced his face, causing him to scream in pain.

The soldiers were reluctant to open fire, but Gao Yu and Lu Fan, who had been holding in their anger for a long time, had no such concerns, and they beat them down with PKP machine guns.

The sudden gunfire sent the crowd into a frenzy. After being accustomed to power for so long, how could the council soldiers withstand this? The civilians also had firearms, they had been lying in wait to seize the opportunity to rob, they certainly wouldn’t let a good chaos go to waste. As the gunshots rang out, several council soldiers were gunned down, and the newly installed supermarket glass shattered as the riot began.

Tang Zheng was startled. He had been planning to incite a riot, but it seemed the wastelanders were even more proactive than him. So, after breaking a line of the unfortunate group leader’s ribs, he decisively evacuated.

The group leader was trampled brutally by the armed civilians. After leaving under the protection of his soldiers, without wasting a moment, he immediately gathered his troops back. The citizens then began to plunder the supermarket, fighting and shooting each other over every bit of supplies.

Yin Shangwu, with his subordinates who had been swayed by supplies, and Tang Zheng’s disguised council soldiers, broke into Gathering Place 10 and began to loot on a large scale. The chaos immediately spread, everybody was greedy. When the regular soldiers saw their comrades looting, they naturally joined in. Who wouldn’t love free stuff?

The first-floor civilians had no power to fight back and could only endure silently. When they reached the second floor, the armed civilians began to fight back, and the gunfight was unstoppable. The entire gathering place was filled with gunfire, children crying, and mad laughter from the men.

"This gathering place is done." After shooting dead a figure who was trying to maintain order, Yin Shangwu leaned against the wall and commented boredly. They weren’t his compatriots after all, he didn’t care for them.

"At least the children are innocent." Tang Zheng sighed.

"Come on, they can hold weapons too." Gao Yu spat out and asked, "Where are the bottle caps? Is the inside information accurate?"

"Of course, but wait a bit longer. The Freedom Group would have attacked anyway." As Tang Zheng said, the newly weapon-laden Freedom Group wouldn’t pass up this golden opportunity and immediately called for the people to resist the Steel Council. The oppressed and angry civilians immediately responded. The war had begun.

The Freedom Group knew how to cut down the biggest threats. With decades of forbearance and survival, they had some strength. When thirty Iron Tyrants took to the sky and broke into the third layer, the armed civilians began to cheer.

While the council was hastily meeting the attack, Tang Zheng and the others, dressed in council military uniforms, broke into the fourth layer of the gathering place, smashed the warehouse doors and stole all the usable supplies.

When Tang Zheng hurried back to Gathering Place 12 to exchange for the strengthening elixir, Li Meilian told him, Chu Baichuan was in trouble! (To be continued. If you like this work, please come to Qidian.com to vote with recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my greatest motivation.)