owlsbooks Chapter 129 Initial Communication
Chapter 129 Initial Communication
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Guo Yong, of course, had no idea what Wang Fei was thinking.
After all, the two sides do not speak the same language.
You can only guess what the other person is thinking by their expressions and actions.
"Brother Fei, what's going on?"
The person next to Wang Fei kept his eyes fixed on the people wearing hazmat suits.
He unconsciously gripped the weapon in his hand a little tighter.
But in terms of weaponry, even if they outnumbered their opponents tenfold, they still couldn't defeat them.
"Put the gun down."
After saying this, Wang Fei threw the gun to the ground and then raised both hands high.
He stared calmly at Han Bei and his group.
Since the other side didn't fire immediately, they must have had some reservations.
"Brother Fei!"
Upon hearing this, Li Peng, who was standing next to him, immediately became anxious.
This is their weapon of survival in the apocalypse.
That's one way to put it.
With these guns, they survived countless dangers.
But now, the other side is staring at them menacingly, while Wang Fei is telling them to throw their weapons on the ground.
Isn't this like a lamb entering a tiger's den, becoming fish on a chopping board?
"Stop talking nonsense. If you want to live, listen to me!"
Wang Fei couldn't help but scold him.
"Do you think they would need to wait until now to kill us, given the weapons they have?"
Upon hearing this, Li Peng gritted his teeth, glanced at Guo Yong and the others who were calmly watching them, and finally threw the gun on the ground.
He then raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.
"Captain Guo, they've lost their guns."
Yang Bowen stared intently at the seven survivors, led by Wang Fei, and spoke.
"How are we supposed to communicate like this?"
Guo Yong couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy.
The other side knew that with their equipment, they couldn't compete with them.
Therefore, he chose to throw his weapon on the ground and make a gesture of surrender.
However, the two sides cannot understand each other's languages.
How then should we begin the conversation?
In a short time.
Guo Yong was somewhat unsure of what to do.
When Wang Fei saw that the other side remained unmoved after he noticed that they had dropped their weapons, he was surprised to see that they were completely unaffected.
A sense of confusion arose within me.
What's going on on the other side?
They had already thrown their weapons on the ground, so logically, no matter how vigilant the other side was.
Surely it won't be this long before they remain unmoved?
"Dr. Su, is there any way to communicate with the other party?"
Guo Yong couldn't help but look at Su Yang.
Of everyone present, only Su Yang was an expert who spoke several languages.
If even staying at home is impossible, then it will be almost impossible for them to communicate with each other.
"I'll give it a try."
Upon hearing this, Su Yang frowned and nodded.
He brought a few people to Wang Fei and the others.
Su Yang took the initiative to use the language of the Shui script to see how the other party would react.
But the other party looked completely bewildered.
There was no other way but to keep trying.
When Wang Fei and his group saw Su Yang standing in front of them, they kept muttering to themselves.
A look of surprise crossed everyone's face.
Nobody knows what the other person is saying.
"What do you want to say?"
Wang Fei couldn't help but frown and speak.
The other person was almost identical to them in appearance and demeanor.
Even so, the other party kept speaking in a language that I couldn't understand.
It's as if the other party has no idea what language they're using.
Despite trying many languages, Suya was still unable to communicate effectively.
I couldn't help but sigh.
He made a few hand gestures.
It was an unintentional act, but unexpectedly, the other party also started making hand gestures.
Although Su Yang still saw some errors, he could generally understand what the other person meant.
Guo Yong, who was in the distance, frowned slightly when he saw Su Yang start gesturing to the person opposite him.
But he still brought his men and came before Wang Fei and the others.
"How is it?"
After waiting for a while, Su Yang stopped gesturing.
Guo Yong couldn't help but ask.
"His name is Wang Fei. He came out to find food. He just didn't expect to run into us."
Su Yang began to explain.
"When we saw them, we didn't attack immediately. That's why Wang Fei had his men put down their guns."
"food."
Upon hearing this, Han Bei's gaze fell on Wang Fei and the others, and he looked them up and down.
The other person's clothing resembled that of refugees fleeing famine in ancient times, or perhaps it was slightly better than that.
at the same time.
Wang Fei took out some gold from his pocket and handed it to the other party.
He then looked at the other person with a tense expression.
In the apocalypse, food, water, and medicine are the scarcest things.
Relatively speaking.
The gold he offered was utterly useless in the apocalypse.
Gold may be a hard currency when there is no virus outbreak.
But now.
Even if these things were placed in front of them, it's not certain that anyone would take them.
It's inedible and useless.
For them, gold is nothing but waste; it's completely useless and they have to expend effort to carry it around.
The gold in Wang Fei's hand was less than half a pound, less than half a fist's size.
Guo Yong stared at the gold in Wang Fei's hand, and after thinking for a moment, he spoke to Zhu Haotian.
They currently have a relatively large amount of grain.
Giving a little to the other person is not a big deal.
After all, they would be able to return soon to resupply.
"Dr. Su, ask them about the specifics of this planet."
Guo Yong spoke to Su Yang, and at the same time reached out and took the gold from the other's hand.
In this apocalyptic world, it might not be of much use.
However, bringing it back to Daxia is still somewhat useful, as a gram of gold is worth several hundred yuan.
The gold that Wang Fei took out could be exchanged for tens of thousands of yuan.
Su Yang nodded and then began to gesture.
Seeing this, Wang Fei also started gesturing.
Zhu Haotian, who had gone back to get the compressed biscuits, returned to the group with the items.
"Team Leader Guo."
Zhu Haotian placed the biscuits on the ground and looked at Guo Yong.
Seeing this, Su Yang and the other party continued to use sign language.
Upon seeing this scene, Wang Fei froze for a moment, then his gaze was fixed on the two boxes of compressed biscuits.
His eyes were filled with disbelief.
After repeatedly asking and receiving confirmation that these were all for them, Wang Fei then instructed someone to take them.
Wang Fei took out a pack of compressed biscuits, tore open the packaging, and carefully took a bite.
Although it's hard to the touch, it is indeed food, and the kind of food that's very filling.
In the early stages of the apocalypse, they ate quite a bit of this food.
But as time went on, food became scarcer and the number of zombies increased.
The difficulty of finding food increases linearly.
They had never even seen these things before.
They came out this time because the camp was running out of food, and they wanted to see if there was any food here.
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