Peter Firecrow:
"I could use more 9mm and shotgun rounds, and it never hurts to keep the machinegun on the truck in ammo."
He wasn't greedy, well yes he was actually. He was trying not to be a jerk about it.
A (mostly) shrewd judge of character, Trejo nodded, seemingly not surprised at Peter's request. He and the others were there of their own free will and had a right to claim the reward they'd been promised for risking their lives.
Without a central bank and currency, the postwar economy (such as it was) still needed some unit of exchange. Barter was very limited, especially for groups like the Convoy that wanted high-value high-portable goods for transport over long distances. Gold, silver and precious metals had largely gone out of style a century beforehand but were valuable if you could get ahold of them. Drugs were popular, especially basic medicines, but the supply tended to mainly diminish over time and hoarding drove up the value relative to utility.
For the most part, ammunition seemed to be the most common unit of exchange, and some were worth more or were more rare than others.
He did some figuring.
"How about a belt of 100 cal-fifty for the Ma-Deuce, plus 50 shotgun rounds or 100 9mm." It was a fair rate for the 600-rounds they were promised.