"Ouch!"
Zhao Xiaobo was thrown out of the camp by two burly team members. The two burly men didn't think about showing mercy to the fairer sex. Zhao Xiaobo screamed in pain.
Two female soldiers waiting outside the camp saw it and quickly came over to help her up. One of the young female soldiers was so angry that she pulled the bolt and aimed at the camp gate.
"Don't … put down the gun …" Zhao Xiaobo rubbed her buttocks and tried to stop them. The young female soldier saw a military vehicle parked at the entrance of the camp. The heavy machine gun in the vehicle was already aimed at them. She was suddenly scared and broke into a cold sweat.
"Sister Zhao, look …"
"Go back. Didn't you see that I have lost all my face?"
Zhao Xiaobo was very angry. She didn't know who the guy in the wheelchair was. First, he didn't act properly. When he knew the cause and effect, he directly asked someone to throw her out. It was too ungentlemanly. Is Huang Quan dead?
He didn't even stop me when he saw me embarrassed.
Zhao Xiaobo blamed Zhang Xiaoqiang in her heart, but she didn't expect that if it weren't for Zhang Xiaoqiang, she might have died today.
The three of them slowly walked back. Zhao Xiaobo was thinking about how to go back to report. A military vehicle stopped beside them. A man in jungle camouflage poked his head out and shouted, "Where is your place?
Where can I send the snacks in my car? "
"What?
Is he really so heartless?
He even said weird things?
I'm so angry. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. I know that men are not good things. Give me a bag of spicy rice crust. You have to turn your grief and anger into appetite with me … "
Mu Peipei tore open a bag of rice crust and stuffed one piece after another into her mouth. Her cheeks bulged up and down. She was as adorable as she could be. Her two big eyes that were as bright as stars were shining brightly. She was brimming with the anger of a common enemy. She gave Zhao Xiaobo a deep sympathy.
"Sorry … Minnie, I didn't complete the mission …"
Zhao Xiaobo was very ashamed. He tried everything but failed to reach an alliance. He didn't relieve the pressure of the female major who was responsible for the survival of thousands of people. He felt very uncomfortable.
"It's okay. We fought alone, but didn't we still come here?
I'm angry with the man Huang something. He didn't admit it. What's wrong with you?
Why should I treat you like this?
I swear, I will avenge you. Wang Xing, see if you have any delicious food. Bring it to me … "
Wang Xing is sweating profusely as she opens the packing box of snacks. The bags of snacks that are carelessly stuffed together by the careless man are sorted by her. The leader of the delicious snacks is still urging her, which makes her upset.
"I know. You're already an adult, but you're still like a child, only eating snacks and not eating. I even said that there weren't many snacks left, so you'd be able to eat well. Who knew that there would be so many more? That yellow thing is the most annoying. Why did you give Sister Zhao so many snacks …"
"Boring … boring … so boring …"
Wearing sunglasses, Zhang Xiaoqiang was basking in the sun in the open space behind the tent. He looked up at the sun in the sky and constantly complained. Beside him, Zhang Xiaodie fanned him with a fan and glanced at the teacup on the wooden table beside him from time to time.
"By the way, I'm so bored. You must be bored too, right?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang, who really doesn't know what to do, changes the topic to Zhang Xiaodie. He wants to know if she is as bored as he is.
As Zhang Xiaoqiang's full-time maid, Zhang Xiaodie still doesn't dare to speak in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang. When Zhang Xiaoqiang asks her, she blushes and shakes her head repeatedly.
Seeing Zhang Xiaodie like this, Zhang Xiaoqiang feels even more bored.
Zhang Xiaodie refills Zhang Xiaoqiang's teacup for the nth time and finds that the water bottle is empty. She takes the water bottle and goes to boil water. When she comes back, she finds that Zhang Xiaoqiang and his wheelchair are missing.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is not in the camp. At this time, he is looking with great interest at the vegetable garden in the center of the gathering place. The vegetable garden is also planted in a big shed, which reminds Zhang Xiaoqiang of the fat chef at the base. The fat chef's dream is to grow countless big shed vegetables so that everyone at the base can eat vegetables.
This vegetable field is not very big, but it is even more heavily guarded than the base. At the base, there are only a few women guards, but this place is full of armed police. It seems that even the wall guarding the big fish is not so heavily guarded, right?
Following that, he came to a group of metal sheds. Looking around, he knew that this was a small repair shop. Outside the shed, there were over a hundred cars parked. Behind the repair shop, there were even more abandoned cars piled up into a small mountain. There were people going in and out, and Zhang Xiao Qiang who stuck his head out to look around was completely ignored.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is very disappointed in the gathering place. There are hundreds of people in the gathering place. This is a huge resource. If it was in Zhang Xiaoqiang's hands and given him a year's worth of food, with Wang Le's factory, he can equip an army of tens of thousands of people. An army that uses cold weapons. So what if they are type 2 zombies?
So what if they are type 3 zombies?
If tens of thousands of people take a rock and throw it, it will become a mountain. He doesn't believe that a mountain can't suppress a D3 zombie.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is very disappointed, but it does not mean that he wants to be the savior of these hundreds of thousands of people. Zhang Huai An is right, the most valuable thing in the apocalypse is food. Zhang Xiaoqiang does not have any extra food to feed these people. The food stored in the hot spring base is enough to feed 3000 people for 3 years. It seems like a lot, but if it turns into 30,000 people, it will only be enough for a month. If it turns into 150,000 people, it will only be enough for a week.
If it turns into 150,000 people, how about a week? His plan is still the same. First, he will establish a stable foothold in the gathering place. Then, he will try to gather as many talents as possible. He does not want his descendants to live in the slash-and-burn era because of the apocalypse. The zombies have already been proven to be immortal. The future battle will be long.
The best way to deal with a large number of zombies is to have a safe base. The best base is a place where the zombies can never reach, an island. His plan is good, but fate is cruel.
Zhang Xiaoqiang only circled around the periphery. He did not want to go to the truly lively shanty town. The ground is too dirty, dirty water flows everywhere, and the stench is overwhelming. He does not want to suffer, so he turned the car towards the camp.
After walking for a short distance, he saw a woman sitting on the side of the road with a child in her arms. Her eyes were lifeless as she looked at him. The woman's age could not be determined. From the dirty hair on her body, this woman was not very old. Hunger was torturing her, making her look as though she had aged a few decades. She looked thin and weak. Her cheeks were sunken, her eyes were sunken, and her skinny forehead made her look like a skeleton.
If this woman did not have her eyes open, Zhang Xiaoqiang would have thought that she was a zombie. Her child's condition was very bad. Long-term malnutrition and hunger had tortured him. He could not tell the child's age because he was so hungry that he had curled up into a ball. His head was huge, and only some yellow hair adorned it. Both of his eyes were lifeless as he stared at the sky.
The child's head looked very big because his body was abnormally small. He was wrapped around his waist with a piece of rag. He could not tell whether he was a boy or a girl. The ribs on his chest were protruding high. There was not a single bit of flesh, only skin was left.
A dirty little hand was weakly hanging on one side. The little hand was very big compared to the wrist. It was the same reason as his head. Below the wrist was the forearm. There was no flesh, and it was skinny like a dry tree branch.
The woman did not actually look at Zhang Xiaoqiang. She did not look at anything. The whole world did not exist in her eyes. She was waiting, waiting for the Grim Reaper to take her and her child away from this world of despair.