Vol 3 Chapter 77: Occasional 1/5

When the off-road vehicle arrived on the grassland, Zhang Xiaoqiang turned the crescent moon over the roof of the car and sat on the luggage rack for investigation. They did this alone, and did not make any big noises. They just ordered a few words from Zhou Jie. I found a buggy that looks like a bad state. This time it was hunting, and it was possible to run at any time. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to lose his special car.
At first, Zhang Xiaoqiang did not know where to go. He couldn't understand the map on the grassland. He only knew the general direction, but it was very easy to go back. Just find the national road.
With the tank full, Zhang Xiaoqiang let the squat open, his training for the crescent is divided into two parts, the person and the zombies, the number of people can be less, but the number of zombies is more, Zhang Xiaoqiang has selected the golden wolf flag As a target of hunting, their lives will be the graduation certificate of the night hunters.
Following the map and the compass, Zhang Xiaoqiang commanded the squatting to the south and traveled for a long time. Their vehicles entered the semi-desert area from the grassland. Zhang Xiaoqiang’s goal was a small town, where the mark on the map was better than before. The Sumu town he searched was much larger, and it also marked a key vocabulary, Salt Lake.
This small town is the place where Zhang Xiaoqiang will attack next. It is close to the economic zone of Inner Mongolia and has a large salt industry company. With the salt industry company, there must be a thermal power plant. It can be said that it is the source of future salt in the northwest. With it, survivors don't have to grab salt in the zombies.
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not expect to use three people to attack the town. According to the remarks on the map, there are more than 40,000 people around the town, which is a big town. So in the short term, Zhang Xiaoqiang will not hit its idea. .
Driving on a large expanse of dry desert, scattered weeds are dotted around in the gravel, Zhang Xiaoqiang with sunglasses to see the ridiculousness in front of the beautiful scenery, while he is serious about driving off-road vehicles, although some young, but more than the crescent moon I don’t know how much better to open.
"Hey, just stop at the front of the bag, let's go and take a break."
Zhang Xiaoqiang said that there was a circle of fences in front of the wall. There were several Mongolian big bags in the wall. The car went to the front of the wall. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that the door was closed. Just let the dragonfly stop and drive regardless of the car. I knocked open the door that was nailed with narrow strips of wood.
The pieces of wood shattered and slammed into the windshield. Then they were bounced off. Zhang Xiaoqiang felt that the front of the car was dark. The cart stopped at the front of the tent. Then he grabbed the rifle and went down to the car. When you make a loud noise of 'touch'.
Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the scalp and went down to the car. He did not doubt that he was very upset at this time, and he did not know if he had eaten gunpowder.
Just got off the bus, only heard a slamming sound, an arrow shadow across the corner of the eye, and shot at the other side of the body, Zhang Xiaoqiang only had time to scream: "Be careful."
At the same time, I touched the pistol at the waist, but saw the sharp arrow shot through the shadow of the cockroach, inserted on the ground and trembled at the end of the arrow, then flew out a person from behind the yurt, screaming and fell to the ground, there is another in his hand. A small bow with a touch of ethnicity.
On the ground is a fifteen-year-old half-year-old child, with his eyes round and swaying, with a wild breath, looking at Zhang Xiaoqiang gnashing his teeth, his left hand still groping the arrow feather behind him.
"Da da da……."
A stream of bullets smashed the arrow behind the child, and one of the arrows became a flying feather. The child shouted with his hair in horror, and then a crying voice rang from behind the yurt.
He grabbed the rifle with one hand and pulled a woman who was overweight in one hand. He pushed the woman to the ground. Zhang Xiaoqiang found that the two were actually mother and child. Mom was in his thirties, and the child was in his teens. Very similar, seeing their appearance does not seem to have been hungry, the two people clung tightly together, panic watching Zhang Xiaoqiang and others.
Both of them wore Mongolian robes, but the child had a pair of Nike on his feet. The clothes on his body were relatively clean and there were no stains on his body. Obviously, the mother and son lived here comfortably.
"Let's get up, we won't hurt you..."
Although they actively attacked, Zhang Xiaoqiang was too lazy to care too much about them. The mother and son were Mongolians, but Zhang Xiaoqiang would not kill the Mongols. He wanted to kill the golden wolf flag instead of ordinary civilians.
The woman couldn't understand what Zhang Xiaoqiang said, but the little child could understand it. The woman rushed a few words in Mongolian language and looked up with a more standard Mandarin than Zhang Xiaoqiang:
"Why are you going to hit our door..."
"That's because the other gates I've hit are only the monsters that eat people, there are no living people..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang did not apologize, but the side reminded the mother and son that they were not good. Then, the mother and the child climbed up, and the mother took the lead to apologize to Zhang Xiaoqiang, but the child looked resentful, but his eyes looked envious and looked at him. The size of the gun on the crescent moon.
When I got here, it was going to be late, Zhang Xiaoqiang decided to spend the night here, and brought two girls to the town tomorrow, and the Mongolian women also took out the food they made, please Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Zhang Xiaoqiang saw three bowls of corn rice, and he had no appetite in his heart. He refused the good intentions of the woman and took out the individual ration bag and the canned meat and the two women. Seeing that the little child was peering into their canned meat, Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed it and threw it in the past and reached the boy's feet.
Looking at the cans at the feet, the boy squatted, but still said in his mouth: "What is great, there are sheep in our family, killing the sheep and letting you eat meat and spit..."
"Ha ha ha..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang was amused, and at the same time, there is already a plan in mind. There should be a lot of scattered livestock here~EbookFREE.me~ Sumu Town, after the search of Xiangfei, more than 300 camels have been captured, two More than a hundred sheep, and more than 70 cattle, with a preliminary scale, the future aquaculture industry can slowly enter the orbit.
After dinner, the crescent moon was a little dull. It seemed to be always restless. In a short while, she asked to go out for exercise. Obviously, she was used to training. When she didn’t train for one day, she felt that something was wrong. Zhang Xiaoqiang was applauded. The crescent moon came out of the wall.
The crescent moon ran in the ground all over the sandy gravel. Zhang Xiaoqiang discovered the source of the mother and son. About four or five acres of farmland, the harvested corn poles became a hill, two big sheep, one lamb. Under the corn poles, the food is chewed. Within a dozen kilometers or so, all of them are large and small, and there are some scattered fields. If you are diligent, always watering, you can still ensure the harvest.
Zhang Xiaoqiang has to admit that the luck of the mother and the child is really good. If one of them is mutated, the other person will definitely be eaten, but here, they are not lacking in food, and the water source is not lacking. It is turned into an excellent refuge.
In the evening, the crescent moon took a blanket and held a sniper rifle to sleep on the sand outside the yard. Zhang Xiaoqiang and the dozing in the anti-locked car, although the mother and son let them go to the tent to sleep, Zhang Xiaoqiang refused. Their kindness, in the tent, just cut off the fixed rope, and then put a fire, 50% of the possibility will make him and the funeral body.
It was more than ten o'clock in the evening. Without entertainment, I was already asleep. Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't sleep. He leaned on the back of the chair and looked at the night sky outside the windshield. He thought about it and didn't want to smoke cigarettes. Just sitting there, after half an hour, by the moonlight, Zhang Xiaoqiang saw a man sticking out his tent and looking over him.