No one replied, and there was no movement. Yang Ke-er picked up a small stone, turned around, and threw it into the air. As soon as the stone left her hand, a black shadow flashed in the air. With a scream, the black shadow hit the stone, and then Meow was knocked out by Yang Ke-er's stone.
"Why do you hit my butt every time …"
Meow rubbed her butt and complained to Yang Ke-er. She no longer asked how Yang Ke-er could find her. It was so dark, and yet Yang Ke-er could find her. If it wasn't a ghost, then what was it?
Yang Ke-er was actually confused. She only felt that she was omnipotent. As long as she wanted something, she could find it. She had fought with Meow several times. Every time Meow tried to get close to Yang Ke-er, Yang Ke-er would grab her at the right time with the right posture. It was as if she had rehearsed it with Yang Ke-er in advance, which made Meow depressed.
"It has nothing to do with me. It's your butt that hits my stone every time. How about this, I won't throw stones, only nails …"
"No …"
Meow was shocked. If she only threw stones, her butt would at most be bruised. If she threw nails, her butt might become cheese. Meow had already given up on Yang Ke-er. Yang Ke-er seemed to be her natural enemy, and Yang Ke-er especially liked to bully her. Was she going to suffer in the hands of Yang Ke-er for the rest of her life?
"Humph, Meow, I'm very unhappy now. What do you think I should do?"
Yang Ke-er had Meow under her control. She bluntly announced that she was going to bully Meow. Meow was a smart guy. He smiled like a flower and said to Yang Ke-er, "Sister Yang Ke-er, I found something good. A fishing net. We can make a boat to catch fish in the river. It must be fun. I promise you've never played it before."
Meow's words made Yang Ke-er very tempted, but the anger in her heart was not so easy to digest. Yang Ke-er walked forward and squeezed Meow's cheeks into the shape of a pig's head. She said to Meow, "Why are men always fickle? Isn't it enough to have me?
Why do you have to find other women? Am I not pretty? "
"Mmm mmm mmm …"
Meow wanted to say something, but his cheeks were squeezed. His eyes narrowed into a line, and he twisted Yang Ke-er's wrist with both hands. He seemed to have something to say to Yang Ke-er.
"Say it …"
Yang Ke-er let go and looked at Meow's flushed cheeks.
"This, Sister Ke Er, who did Uncle Cockroach find this time?
Is it my mom?
Logically speaking, it should be her turn, right? "
Meow didn't object to Xu Mengzhu being with Zhang Xiaoqiang, but he didn't approve of it either. Anyway, her mom was getting less and less fond of her. If it wasn't for the fact that she could play around freely and didn't have to attend classes or attend training classes, Meow would have gone crazy a long time ago.
"No, it's the one who looks like a vixen …"
Yang Ke-er put up a finger and denied it seriously. Then, she angrily squeezed out a few words from between her teeth.
"She's actually pregnant … I'm not even pregnant, how can she be pregnant?
I've been with my husband for the longest time, so why am I not pregnant … "
Yang Ke-er was depressed, but she didn't know that if she was really pregnant, others would only say that Zhang Xiaoqiang was a beast. Meow didn't really understand, but she understood that at this moment, she was on Yang Ke-er's side. Otherwise, if she came back to her senses, Yang Ke-er would vent her anger on her.
"Yeah, which Uncle Cockroach is so bad …"
"Shut up!"
When Yang Ke-er heard Meow say that Zhang Xiaoqiang was bad, she instantly got angry. She asked Meow to shut up and said,
"Don't talk bad about my husband, don't call him Uncle, Uncle is what I used to call him …"
Meow tilted her head and blinked at Yang Ke-er. After a while, she hesitantly asked,
"Do I have to call him Uncle before calling him Husband?"
"Ahem, maybe, I should, right?"
Yang Ke-er pretended to understand and nodded seriously. Then, she realized something and threatened Meow with a fierce look,
"Don't you dare to hit him, or I'll spank your butt …"
Meow Meow was unhappy, Yang Ke 'er would spank her butt for no reason. The last time, it had hurt for 3 whole days. This time, she even wanted to threaten her. Wasn't it because she was following Zhang Xiao Qiang around and calling him husband?
"Why?
Why do you always want to spank my butt?
I'm not a blockhead, I can feel pain. Also, I want to call him Uncle. Anyway, if I don't call him Uncle, others will benefit from it. There are so many vixens in the world, can you watch all of them … "
Hearing Meow's philosophical words, Yang Ke-er was stunned. When did this little girl become so eloquent?
"Humph, I can't watch others, but I can watch you …"
Yang Ke-er proudly announced to Meow. Looking at Meow's bitter face, she didn't know why, but the depression in her heart completely disappeared.
The next morning, Zhang Xiaoqiang led two thousand soldiers to drive all the poor people out. Tens of thousands of people stood together, and it was not a small formation. It could be said to be endless. However, under the supervision of two thousand soldiers and hundreds of heavy machine guns, these poor people with bare hands were extremely obedient. They only dared to look at their toes, not daring to look at them. Two large-scale massacres had let these poor people know that Zhang Xiaoqiang was not a merciful person.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood on a high place and looked down. Countless heads were moving in his eyes. For these people, Zhang Xiaoqiang hated them. However, as his compatriots, he wanted to save them. The premise was that these people didn't make trouble for him, or else …
"From now on, if anyone dares to appear within five hundred meters of the dock, kill without mercy.
From now on, if anyone dares to rob the boats, kill without mercy.
From now on, everyone will form groups of a hundred people. If one person makes trouble, all hundred people will be killed.
From now on, everyone can find their own way to cross the Yangtze River. Other than taking the ferry, any other method is fine. If you can find a means of transportation, you can directly join the army and enjoy the treatment of a soldier … "
The order from Zhang Xiaoqiang shocked the poor people. As the person conveying the order shouted, the murderous aura made the poor people tremble. It made them understand that here, they must find their own way to cross the river, or else they wouldn't be able to wait for them to board the boats.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's order was very cruel, but there was no other choice. After searching several times, there were only a few boats that could be used. Time was pressing, if the poor people wanted to live, they could only find their own way. If they couldn't cross the river, once the frontline collapsed, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to save the survivors, but his soldiers.
After the order was given, two paratroopers and twenty assault vehicles increased the defense of the dock area. Zhang Huai'an crossed the river and made arrangements with Lei Ze City on the other side of the river.
There wasn't much time left for the zombies to arrive. At the latest, they would appear tomorrow night. According to the best estimation, they could resist for one to two days at most before the zombies broke through. Before that, no one could say how many people could be transported. The only good news was that the fleet that reached the base had started to turn back, but whether they could arrive before the zombies broke through the frontline was not certain.
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, I'll bring some mobile forces to block them …"
Huang Quan was a little uneasy. There were too many people on the ferry, and the transport speed was too slow. He didn't know how many people would die. As the Deputy Chief Commander, his pressure was no less than Zhang Xiaoqiang's.
Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart skipped a beat. Passive defense was indeed not as good as active attack. Now for every hour, 500 people and a large amount of resources could be transported over. As long as they could delay the zombies for a night, they could transport thousands of people across the river. Unfortunately, all the roadside bombs were used up, and the remaining shells were prepared for the zombies, or else …
"That, I want to go too, the last time I killed wasn't enough …"