After the apocalypse descended, the surviving soldiers, bureaucrats, and residents here became local emperors, with an abundance of scarce resources in military warehouses, living quite comfortably.
The bar Zhou Qingfeng found was within the ruins of the Newport News community.
The woman behind the bar was in her twenties, tall and fit, not at all haggard. She was either a former US military personnel or a military spouse, definitely with some background.
"I just came from the port, and I'm looking to buy quite a bit. Like ten thousand rifles, each with two thousand rounds, ten thousand tons of fuel, preferably aviation kerosene. And also..."
Before Zhou Qingfeng could finish, the woman thrust her chest out and said with a sneer, "Do you also want a piece of land at the port and settle a few hundred to a thousand people?"
Her words were filled with sarcasm and anger, but Zhou Qingfeng nodded.
