"Is Xu Hao back?
Is one week enough for him to stay behind?
Why are you so slow? "
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood at the top of the mountain and looked at the various trenches, ditches, and various concrete fortifications on the hillside around him. He asked Zhou Jie absent-mindedly.
With a large number of building materials, Zhang Xiaoqiang asked Zhou Jie to transform the entire hilltop and the mountain into a huge fortification group. Because there was not enough time, the density of the fortification group was not very high. If they could block the attack of three thousand enemies, they would be happy. If it was more than five thousand, it would be a bit dangerous.
"Xu Hao is on the way back. Zhang Xiaoqiang, aren't you a bit anxious? If you wait a few more days, we can come up with a battalion of soldiers to fight. Now they are just starting to look like it."
Zhou Jie carefully asked Zhang Xiaoqiang. He had heard about Zhang Xiaoqiang's recruitment of Xu Hao. The result was that the image of justice that Zhang Xiaoqiang had left in their hearts collapsed, and another image that was taller and more evil rose. In this regard, Zhou Jie was even more careful around Zhang Xiaoqiang.
A righteous leader was respected, but it would not be 100% recognized, because the end of the world did not lack justice. To survive in the end of the world, one must abandon all kindness, or else they would die very miserably. At first, although everything Zhang Xiaoqiang did made them praise him, they were not disdainful in their hearts. This was because Zhang Xiaoqiang did not kill the wounded, took away women and children, and gave good food supplies to the incorporated survivors.
It should be known that in the western part of Inner Mongolia, all resources were limited. Generally speaking, the first to be guaranteed were soldiers, followed by valuable technical personnel. The women, children, and men who did not have much use could only become vassals and herding slaves. If there were no herding animals, then the herding slaves had no value and could only wait to starve to death.
She didn't expect that Zhang Xiao Qiang, who was unscrupulous when he was serious, could be so terrifying. He didn't care about others' feelings, was ruthless, and was unscrupulous at the same time. What Zhang Xiao Qiang did was almost like what the villains in the old TV dramas would do. Moreover, he was especially sinister. He directly seized Ji Xiaocao as a hostage to blackmail the remaining subordinates of Chaganba Ri.
In this regard, the new image of Zhang Xiaoqiang became the object of Zhou Jie's fear. He had no other thoughts in his heart. He was different from Zhao Jun. Zhao Jun only wanted to fight and win. As long as Zhang Xiaoqiang could lead them to victory, he would always follow Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhou Jie was quick-witted and had a lot of ideas. Although he was loyal and kept his word, he would not really tie his fate to anyone.
If there were no accidents, the day when Zhang Xiaoqiang left the grasslands would be the day when Zhou Jie would be separated from the main force. But now it was different. First, Zhang Xiaoqiang and Meow had destroyed an entire reinforced battalion of 800 Wolf Flag Army soldiers, and then used a rifle to hit a point 1200 meters away with thirty bullets. This meant that if Zhang Xiaoqiang wanted to kill someone, even if he hid underground, he couldn't escape.
There was also Zhang Xiaoqiang's insidious and cunning performance in capturing Xu Hao, and disregarding his status to kidnap a little girl. In Zhou Jie's mind, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a person who didn't follow the rules and would do anything by hook or by crook. If he offended this kind of person, he would spend the rest of his life in worry and fear. Therefore, Zhou Jie had extinguished any malicious thoughts and was also trembling with fear around Zhang Xiaoqiang.
"Yes, I don't expect to bring new soldiers to the battlefield this time, and I won't use them in the future. These soldiers are like lambs. Other than being sent to be slaughtered by others, they won't be of any use."
Zhang Xiaoqiang clearly didn't think highly of this group of people. This group of people's courage had already disappeared. Real soldiers should be fearless and fearless. Even the 20,000 men who used cold weapons that Zhang Xiaoqiang recruited from the gathering place were stronger than them.
"Then, then …"
Zhou Jie didn't know what to say. If Zhang Xiaoqiang said that, why did he still recruit these people? Wouldn't it be better to just let them find livestock around Sumu Town to raise livestock?
"I don't expect them to be able to attack, but if they can't even defend, then they have no value. Even if I raise a herd of pigs, it'll be better than them …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed at the various fortifications on the hilltop. Zhou Jie looked at these fortifications in a daze. Could it be that Zhang Xiaoqiang was preparing this group of people to be the garrison?
Zhang Xiaoqiang had a plan in his mind, but he wasn't prepared to say it. His current target was one of the Golden Left and Right Flags. As long as he eliminated this unit, Zhang Xiaoqiang was confident that he could deal a destructive blow to the Golden Wolf Flag.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say anything and looked at the busy people on the hilltop. They were carrying baskets on their backs and carrying baskets of concrete up the rugged mountain road. All kinds of small and medium-sized fortifications were slowly taking shape. Then, he saw a small figure a few kilometers away running with difficulty. Even with Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyesight, he could only see a sesame seed over there.
It was Crescent Moon. After a week of training, Crescent Moon had grown rapidly. Crescent Moon had detected several of Zhang Xiaoqiang's night attacks. Even the most careful movements could wake Crescent Moon up immediately and launch a counterattack. Although Crescent Moon's punches and kicks were harmless to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Crescent Moon would be like a crazy kitten every time it was scared awake. It would pounce on Zhang Xiaoqiang like a crazy kitten, scratching and biting Zhang Xiaoqiang.
Later, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't do it himself. It was Meow. The first time he succeeded, he pinched Crescent Moon half to death. Crescent Moon seemed to have evolved a new ability. Her sixth sense was strengthened.
Daily training consumed a lot of Crescent Moon's energy. It was impossible for her not to sleep. However, when she was asleep, she would always sleep sitting up. Her body would also be in a weird position, which would make her jump up immediately.
And Meow, who was even more agile than a cat, would be discovered by Crescent Moon the moment he entered the door. It didn't matter if Meow triggered any alarm that seemed ridiculous to her. What made Meow depressed was that when Crescent Moon jumped off the bed to defend, she didn't wake up. However, she would immediately launch a counterattack, which was to pounce on him with her claws and fangs …
In addition, up until now, more than half of the 30,000 bullets that Zhang Xiaoqiang prepared for Crescent Moon had been used up. There was a mountain of bullet shells that was even taller than her. Her marksmanship improved faster than her perception of danger in her sleep. Zhang Xiaoqiang used to be able to penetrate the air for 1200 meters. She could use a Type 88 sniper rifle to drill a hole in a 3mm thick steel plate at a distance of 1000 meters.
Her rifle and pistol shooting had also reached the standard. If someone charged at her from 300 meters away, they wouldn't be able to reach her without the loss of a company. Even if they managed to reach her, they wouldn't be able to catch her without the loss of a platoon. She had two Type 92 pistols on her. Shooting with both hands, she could hit a coin within 50 meters. The highest record was 30 coins being emptied in 20 seconds. It could be said that in the subjects of marksmanship and danger prediction, Crescent Moon had already graduated. All that was left was to conceal herself on the battlefield and baptize herself in killing.
After completing a 20-kilometer cross-country run, Crescent Moon stopped and walked while panting. The backpack on her was like a mountain pressing down on her. With her long and rhythmic breathing, her stamina recovered. After walking more than a hundred steps, the burning feeling in her heart began to subside. She took out the water bottle and took a small sip of salt water. She soaked every part of her mouth and slowly slid it down her throat.
"Sigh …"
Crescent Moon let out a satisfied moan. In her dry throat, the burning pain was diluted by this mouthful of salt water. Her whole body seemed to relax. Then she saw Zhang Xiaoqiang standing 30 meters away from her with a smile.
The distance of 30 meters was a negligible distance for both her and Zhang Xiaoqiang. They could see any trace of the most subtle lines on each other's faces. When Crescent Moon saw Zhang Xiaoqiang's face that could only be considered not ugly, it was no longer fear. Instead, it was hatred, resentment, and the urge to give him a hard punch.
In Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, Crescent Moon's dark cheeks gave him a strong sense of achievement. After a week of loving care, teaching by example, and tireless and careful guidance, the girl in front of him, who was more delicate than a flower, had become an excellent fighter. She was just a fighter, not a hero. If Crescent Moon killed hundreds of zombies or dozens of enemies, she would almost reach half of Meow's level.
He was especially satisfied with Crescent Moon's eyes. There was no fear or confusion, no cowardice or evasion. She stared at him with a hint of provocation. She was quite tough. She was wearing a full military uniform. Under her petite and lovely face, there was a beast-like temperament and danger, which made Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart beat.