Chapter 330: Is that they?

"I don't know who they are, and I don't know how many people there are. They often catch people here. When they catch it, they kill the meat. When they finish eating, they go, and they don't catch much. Every time they catch it. One or two, sometimes they will take a few more, I will be let go once, there are not many people with guns, every time they come out with a few, others are holding spears And shuttle darts."
When I heard this, Zhang Xiaoqiang always felt that the group was not simple. They had their own goals and plans. They didn’t catch much. If they caught more people, they would put back the people they caught, like they would support this mountainous person in this film. On the barren mountain, if you want to eat meat, come and kill one. The other survivors will be placed on the ground to let them find food to support themselves.
"Do you know where they are from?"
"They have cars, and there are dogs that can only find people. We will find them when we hide them. We will not hide them later. Instead, they like to eat people who are hiding...······
Hearing here, Zhang Xiaoqiang took the hemostatic powder out and gave it to a team member to give medicine to the boy. He walked outside, and he began to figure out how to find this group of people to kill, how to let them die.
Yang Keer and Yuan Yi and Shangguan Qiaoyun both got down to the car. Three players with rifles were warning in the distance. The truck driver handed a kettle to the roadside and held the compressed biscuits. The boy, the boy was blinded by the dried compressed biscuits, and he took the kettle and unscrewed the lid to the middle-aged woman sitting next to him with a quilt.
The woman was also stunned and turned a blind eye. Taking the kettle was a mad madness, and then handed it to the boy around me. The boy was skinny and the woman was sick. I really didn't know how they survived.
The boy had to return the kettle to the driver. The driver did not have to give it to the boy. When the boy turned around, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s words reached his ear.
"Want to be a soldier?"
The boy was a little overwhelmed. He turned to look at his mother. Instead, the driver standing on the side was anxious for him. Now the entire base knows that there is only one chance to be a soldier. If you miss this opportunity, the boy wants to be The soldiers are only for the rest of their lives.
"In my case, I will not support two people in white. Your mother is sick and can't work. You have to raise two people. Your mother has to rely on you to earn medicine. Only soldiers can support your mother and give him a cure. disease."
The older driver finally couldn’t help but say it. He also liked a pure filial boy. When he saw the boy look at him, he continued:
"Even if you are dead, it is also a martyr, the base will raise your mother for the rest of your life..."
"I... I should, if I want to cure my mother, even if I want to kill, I will do it."
Seeing the boy’s face, the middle-aged driver laughed, and then he smiled and looked at the boy and said:
You have to remember that the outside world is not killing you, or killing you, you should never be soft. Your mother wants to eat meat. If you want to use good medicine, you have to rely on you to grab it. Do you know?·····
Listening to the middle-aged driver in the church to teach a pure child to kill, Zhang Xiaoqiang is speechless, the driver said nothing wrong, Zhang Xiaoqiang's population is almost robbed, he killed a lot of people, people outside the base And there are deserters and in the base, now this is the world.
With a familiar guide, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s small team has found more than 20 people. These people are old residents on this side. They found no one to find human flesh. Zhang Xiaoqiang took them to Go back.
Still the bumpy dirt road is still the monotonous stone mountain. Although it is already familiar with the road, the speed of going back is slower than when it comes. The big truck behind is full of people, even The warrior military vehicle is also crowded with people, and the vehicle is afraid to open the sideways, so it is necessary to go out to the mountains.
In order to save space, Yang Ke, who is sitting in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s leg, kept complaining to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Today, apart from her sleep, she was bumped by the bumps of the car. There is no meaning at all. All the complaints are not only to find Zhang Xiaoqiang. Who can I talk to?
With Yankel’s complaint, the small village in the mouth of the canyon appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang’s sight, and the hours of fatigue finally came to an end.
"Hey, let's count the people you brought back. We got back more than 400 people today, including 17 or 8 children. They are from 3 to 12 years old, but they are all hungry. pitiful."
Zhang Huai'an stood by Zhang Xiaoqiang and reported to Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at hundreds of ragged men and women sitting silently on the ground and looking at the cauldron in the distance.
"Right, the players who are going out today have encountered something...······················
Today, except for Zhang Xiaoqiang, the other teams have a lot of gains. Some survivors on both sides of the road were led out by the squadrons. The players on the military vehicles recorded the number of survivors and gave a little food to continue. Shrinking forward, there were two small teams detouring around the road in the search for Su, and they simply continued to search forward.
As a result, they saw two groups of people exchanged in a farmland. When they saw the military vehicles, they fled and fled. The strange performance of the survivors caught the attention of the players. As a result, several cars were in front of each other. After the sound of the gun, these people did not escape.
The team members asked some prisoners~EbookFREE.me~ No one dared to say that Zhang Xiaoqiang’s team members were not the People’s Liberation Army, and a few guns went on and some people couldn’t help but say anything.······
More than forty men and women hold their heads in a corner, and there are heavy machine guns in the corners of the corners. The thick and black muzzle points at them. The smell of porridge in the distance is passed to these people. The man looked up and sniffed the smell of the air, sniffing and sniffing a few people who wanted to stand up.
"Tata Tata································································································· Hit the face, squatting on the ground and screaming, the tragic sounds made those who looked up and smelled bury their heads lower, and some who were more courageous were stunned on the ground. You have to urinate.
"Is it?" Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on the edge of a machine gun and looked at the people on the ground. There was no blame for the players shooting.
"Yes, it is them. We don't know how to deal with them and we all get back."
Zhang Huai'an glanced at the dozens of men and women and sipped at the ground around him. Obviously these people made him look down on him.
"Take their parents to find out, I have to ask if their heart is really a stone."
Two timid women and a man with a stern face stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"There is one more? Is it not a total of four?"
"This, my brother is like this. I have asked, there is still a aunt who is dead, but it is not easy to start with the village. This time I am going to change it together."
Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hand and looked at the three people in front of him. These people are not old enough, and the biggest ones are not 30. Rural women get married very early, and they are not surprised by their seven or eight-year-old children.