Time is like a white horse, hurrying through the gap

After a day of midnight and a journey, everyone finally arrived at the ruins of Sturt Town early the next morning, and drove around the town, according to the terrain, judged that the material truck was the most likely to go, anyway, there was still a day to rest, Zhou Yihan told them some things he speculated, and ran into the ruined city to rest alone..

The planner and commander of this operation is Zhang Xintong, so of course everyone will be around her and wait for her instructions.

But seeing that she divided her staff into two groups and went into the town to search for food and work, the number of a dozen or so people in a group was not too much

Zhou Yihan didn't pay attention to them, he casually found a room that they had searched and walked in, and he hurried for a long time, which really made him feel a little tired and sleepy, and he would fall asleep soon.

I don't know how long it has been, Zhang Xintong broke into the room in a hurry to wake him up, because of lack of sleep, Zhou Yihan's brain was a little trance, looking up at the window, looking at the sky, it was dusk at this time, unconsciously, the time had passed a day, but for him, it felt like it was just a while, and he hadn't slept enough at all..

"Night Charm, Night Charm, you get up quickly.."

Xintong grabbed him by the collar and pulled him up from the ground, Zhou Yihan was so sleepy that he couldn't even open his eyes, and after opening her palm casually, he lay back on the ground angrily, muttering: "Miss, you are the commander, you can decide for yourself if you have anything.."

"I know, my plan is basically already designed, you can help me with the staff." Xintong pulled him up from the ground again, helped him open his eyes with her fingers, and looked at herself.

"Staff officer fart.."

Zhou Yihan slapped her palm away again, his body softened, and he fell back and said, "Have you ever seen the commander of a family who needs to listen to other people's opinions? Anyway, you can do it yourself, if you say it's right, it's right, if it's wrong, let them bury you, in short, don't make any more noises about me sleeping.."

After saying that, he fell asleep again, it seemed that he was really tired, Xintong saw that he really couldn't wake him up, so he had to push him nastyly, and went out angrily.

The commander's words and deeds are related to the lives of all the people in the army, and the cost of a small mistake can be huge! This is the first time she has designed a plan independently, and of course she will be scared in her heart, so she wants to find her most trusted "Night Charm" to help with the staff, but she didn't think that he didn't care, which made Xintong's inner anxiety even stronger.

Not everyone has a "night ghost" around them, how can they grow up if they don't work hard?

In the same way, she didn't dare to discuss this issue with her subordinates, because it would only make them feel that you didn't have confidence in the plan you designed, and the commander who designed the plan of action himself was not confident, so how could the person who carried out the plan have confidence?

Zhang Xintong still understood such a simple truth, so after leaving Zhou Yihan's room, she went back to her room.

Lying on her makeshift bed, she couldn't sleep no matter what, and kept thinking and deducing every step of the planned action process over and over again in her mind, until she was really confused and sleepy, and then closed her eyes and fell asleep deeply.

..

The next morning, the sky was bright, and the fixed biological clock cultivated all year round woke Zhang Xintong from his sleep, got up and got out of bed, and went out after a little tidying up

Outside the building, everyone woke up earlier than her, and a large group of people were moving under the command of Zhou Yihan.

Now it's different from the past, as soldiers of the capital, they need a good body to better protect the lives of the Xintong City Lord and themselves...

"You're awake.."

Hearing the voice, Zhou Yihan turned around, and just saw Zhang Xintong walking out of the door, and greeted her with a poker face

But Xintong didn't want to pay attention to him, and after giving an angry "hum" in her mouth, she also added to their morning running formation and exercised with them, thinking that she was still a little resentful of Zhou Yihan's failure to help her last night.

A series of processes of moving muscles and bones, from the dawn of the day to the sun rising and dazzling, before the end, everyone barely filled some food collected from the town, padding their stomachs, there is not much food that can be found in the ruins of a town, that is, some moldy bread, wild vegetables or something, but today everyone seems to be very hungry, even these things are very delicious, and it seems that the amount is not enough..

But there is no way to do it if it is not enough, there are only so many things that can be eaten, and everyone barely fills in the bottom, so they went to the news under Xintong's gathering, and the wild intersection where the material vehicle will pass is ambushed.

Unexpectedly, this wait was actually two hours! Everyone lay in batches under the green shade of the trees beside the road and did not dare to make a sound, and the people who were waiting in their hearts were already very impatient, Zhang Xintong suddenly pushed Zhou Yihan next to him with some fear, and whispered in his ear: "What they gave you is not a fake news?.., right?"

At present, this is what Xin Tong is most afraid of, if there is no material food, her scavengers will definitely set off a mutiny, for them who have just started and have not even built a "city capital", "mutiny" means dissolution!

Hearing this, Zhou Yihan was also a little out of order in his heart, he was not afraid that the group of flower pickers would deceive him, but that the news they got was originally fake...

But obviously, he couldn't say that at the moment, he could only comfort her while staring at the intersection: "Don't worry, wait, flower pickers often run around in the last days, and their news still has a certain accuracy.."

When these words came out, I don't know if I was comforting Zhang Xintong or saying it to himself, in short, Zhang Xintong believed it, closed his mouth and stopped talking, and a group of more than a dozen people were anxiously looking at the end of the road in the distance with a feeling of anxiety.

Perhaps it was their belief and purpose that moved the heavens, and not long after they said this, there was a long convoy of escorting supplies up to the top of the hill and leisurely towards the intersection.