Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was far away in the interior of Sichuan, didn't know that the Hubei base had ushered in an unprecedented war. He also didn't know that his nominal population of 800,000 had been officially accepted by the grassland army today. Five thousand so-called skilled workers and three hundred survivors of the munitions factory had officially crossed the Yellow River as the first batch of lucky ones. They were waiting in the refugee camp behind the Yellow River Bridge to receive disinfection and treatment to prevent them from bringing a possible plague to Ordos.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaoqiang was waiting with rapt attention. Everything around him was dark. The turbid air and the stench of mud made him suffocate. It was so quiet that he could hear his heartbeat. His whole body was curled up, enduring all kinds of discomfort, waiting for time to pass.
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was silent in the darkness, deeply experienced the feeling of confinement. It was quiet, dull, unable to stretch, and there was a frightening darkness. For a long time, Zhang Xiaoqiang had constantly surpassed himself, and his heart had been trained to be as hard as stone. But in this narrow and dull space, he still felt a strong sense of discomfort.
"I am a stone, I am a pile of sand, I am a tree root, I am …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang's mouth murmured the hypnotic words. The faint voice only echoed in his heart. His whole body slowly fell into a kind of emptiness. Gradually, he could not feel the suffocation, the darkness, and his own existence.
Above Zhang Xiao Qiang's head, under the bright sunlight, on the green grass, there were 3 girls dressed in white dresses, their faces anxious. They were pacing back and forth, searching for any traces that Zhang Xiao Qiang had left behind. Beside them, there were a number of lively Mutant Beasts that followed them curiously, playing happily.
Just when the girls were about to despair, the air twisted, and Zhuo Mingyue, dressed in a red dress, suddenly appeared. The three girls bowed their heads to greet her.
"Oh?
He ran again?
How many hours has it been? "
Zhuo Mingyue saw the anxiety on the girls' faces, but she wasn't in a hurry. She asked the girls gently. The girls looked at each other. The oldest and prettiest girl braced herself and said: "He must have run in the middle of the night. At the time, he went to the toilet. When he came back, we all went to sleep. Perhaps he was ready at that time …"
A hint of a smile flashed through Zhuo Mingyue's misty eyes, but she didn't let the maids notice. She waved her sleeve to let them leave, and she walked to the top of Zhang Xiaoqiang's head. Looking at the grass on the ground that was no different from anywhere else, she leisurely said: "Still not coming out?
Rocks? "
"Bam …"
Countless amounts of sand and grass shot up into the sky, falling in all directions. When the sand and grass reached Zhuo Ming Yue, they hit the wall of air and bounced off. Zhang Xiao Qiang stood in the crater with a dirty face, glaring angrily at Zhuo Ming Yue.
"This is the third time. How did you find me?
The first time I bumped into your hands. The second time I hid in the oil barrel. The third time I hid underground. Why? "
While shouting hoarsely and waving his hands angrily, Zhang Xiaoqiang seemed a bit hysterical. He didn't want to stay by Zhuo Ming Yue's side for even a second. As long as there was a chance, he would run away. No matter how beautiful Zhuo Ming Yue was, he wasn't interested. He just wanted to return to the hot spring base and return to his child.
"Come with me, I'll take you to a place …"
Zhuo Ming Yue ignored Zhang Xiaoqiang's anger. She already understood that she couldn't reason with Zhang Xiaoqiang. With Zhang Xiaoqiang's glib tongue, he would only infuriate himself half to death. Ignoring Zhang Xiaoqiang gave her a strong sense of satisfaction. Seeing Zhang Xiaoqiang's defeated appearance made her feel very comfortable. No one or anything had ever given her this kind of happiness. Not Fei Yun, not the maids, not even her subordinates or enemies. Therefore, she was even more reluctant to kill Zhang Xiaoqiang. If she killed Zhang Xiaoqiang, where would she find this kind of happiness?
Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Zhuo Ming Yue's figure as she turned around and became even more annoyed. He steeled his heart and retreated back into the hole to continue pretending to be a groundhog. A familiar fragrance floated into his nose. Although he knew it was coming from the woman he hated the most, his nose couldn't help but sniff a bit more before he was dragged out of the hole.
"I'll go, I'll go, alright? Hurry up and let me go. If you don't let me go, I'll spit on you …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang was carried by Zhuo Ming Yue by the waist and swept out. Zhuo Ming Yue turned a deaf ear to Zhang Xiaoqiang's unreasonable behavior and quickly flashed past the grassland beside her …
"Whoosh whoosh …"
Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his mouth, but the sound of the wind reached his ears. In his dynamic vision, he could see that the ground was stretched out endlessly, and the fragrance around him was scattered by the wind. When he arrived at the camp that looked like a garbage dump, Zhuo Ming Yue didn't stop and continued to sweep him out of the camp. They followed him out of the camp and into the wilderness.
All sorts of shrubs, grass, and gravel flashed past the corner of his eyes. Finally, they stopped in front of a pile of shell casings. As soon as they stopped, Zhang Xiaoqiang closed his eyes and waited for the impact. Based on what happened last time, he thought he would be thrown to the ground.
"Do you want me to help you stand up?"
There was no expected impact, only an unexpected reminder. Zhang Xiaoqiang raised his head and looked around before standing on the ground. Before he could steady himself, Zhuo Ming Yue let go of him, causing him to lose his balance. He suddenly leaped forward. In front of him was a dark cannon, and the mottled steel bolt was aimed at his face. He hurriedly braked and stepped on the smooth shell casings, heading straight for the cannon.
Zhang Xiaoqiang helplessly closed his eyes. Ever since he was trapped by Zhuo Ming Yue's side, he had always been unlucky. Seeing that he was about to hit the cannon, he remembered that he didn't have a helmet.
Just as he was about to collide with the sturdy steel bolt, a fragrant wind blew again, and Zhang Xiao Qiang's arm was pulled, causing him to stop abruptly. Zhang Xiao Qiang took the opportunity to hug her, but he did not expect to hug a warm and fragrant body, causing him to be stunned. He raised his head to look at Zhuo Ming Yue, who was standing beside him. Her eyes were filled with rage, and Zhang Xiao Qiang followed her gaze downwards, only to find out in horror that he was hugging her waist …
Twelve 122mm towed howitzers were the oldest type 54 howitzers. The bodies of the howitzers were majestic, and the thick and long barrels were like sharp swords, pointing diagonally at the New Era Comprehensive Supply Base on the mountain range. In the hidden area behind the cannons, a mountain of ammunition boxes were neatly stacked, and the fused shells reflected layers of oil under the sunlight.
Zhang Xiaoqiang stood unnaturally beside Zhuo Ming Yue, his eyes unconsciously glancing at the two black palm prints on her waist. After staying in the pit for half a day, his two hands were a mess, and the black marks were not his intention. Although he wasn't afraid of Zhuo Ming Yue, he didn't want to cause trouble for himself.
"Haven't you seen enough?
Do you want to print a few more? "
Zhuo Ming Yue's voice was still sweet and pleasant, but there was a bit of anger in it, causing Zhang Xiaoqiang to shiver. He quickly retracted his gaze. Zhuo Ming Yue didn't cause trouble for him just now, which made him feel less disgusted with her. This woman who said she wasn't human was more reasonable than other women.
"They are all a group of puppets, do you feel any sense of accomplishment leading such subordinates?"
In order to divert the awkwardness, Zhang Xiaoqiang pointed at the artillery soldiers behind the twelve cannons, who were like wooden stakes with their hands behind their backs and wearing gas masks.
"Then what do you think I should do?
Humans won't shed a tear until they see the coffin. When they see that I am a woman, they want to capture me and bully me. I can kill ten, a hundred, but I can't kill all the men, right?
If I kill them all, how will the human race reproduce? "
Zhuo Ming Yue's tone was even more unkind, and her words carried a bit of grievance, causing Zhang Xiaoqiang to be puzzled. Zhuo Ming Yue kept saying that she wasn't human, but what she did was more good than harm to these survivors. Could it be that she was addicted to being a queen?
"What's your goal?
To become a real human?
Why? "
Zhang Xiaoqiang solemnly looked at Zhuo Ming Yue. This woman was a mystery in his heart. She didn't admit that she was human, but she also took shelter among the survivors. Could it be that she only saw humans as domesticated food?
Thinking of this, his expression turned ugly. When Fei Yun died, all the blood in his body condensed into a bean-sized blood essence. Perhaps this blood essence was her food?
"I don't know either, I have never seen what I was like before. One day, I met someone … I transformed and became a little girl, a little girl who didn't understand anything. I always had a thought in my heart that made me become closer to humans. At that time, I could …"