Uncle Yang entered the house with the Force, and said, "It's really urgent, if I can't find you again this time, I won't have time to come again, and I will lead the team to set off this evening at the latest." ”

"What life?" asked the Force curiously.

Uncle Yang said: "Do you remember the first time you were injured last year?"

"You mean the Great Harvest Campaign? Of course I do!"

That experience is still fresh in the minds of the Force.

Every year, the Civil Affairs Bureau under the jurisdiction of the Unified Administration Bureau will formulate a basic ration ration program for all individuals with a monthly income of less than 200 yuan in the base city, such as a student like him, of course, he also enjoys this kind of welfare, but unfortunately, converted to every day, he can receive 150 grams of japonica rice, 150 grams of semolina, 300 grams of other grains such as potatoes, sweet potatoes, corn, etc., what exactly he receives, in addition, he can also receive a small amount of oil, salt, sugar, and then, gone. Without vegetables, it is impossible to have meat.

Because of cultivation, the amount of food of the Force is already huge, and a large amount of meat and fat are necessary, he doesn't have to worry about these when the old man is alive, after the old man dies, this is the top priority in front of him, if you want to cultivate without interruption, you must get more food.

In this case, under the overt or covert inquiry, he met Uncle Yang.

The neighborhood where they were located was full of ordinary people, and if there was a cultivator in any family, the whole family would soon move out of here, and the social relationship with this place would soon fade away. Yang Cheng is an exception.

His dedication to cultivation is not inferior to Guo Kai, and even made a similar choice to him, hiding from his family to join the pioneer team of a small consortium, and he did not return for three years, and when he came back, it is said that he was carried back on a stretcher, and he was covered with traces of bandaging, which was unbearable, but after all, he fulfilled his dream and became a cultivator in the black iron realm, because of some reason, it was difficult to move forward.

After recovering from his injuries, he did not leave with his family and continued to live here. After learning about his situation, the neighborhood civil affairs bureau gave him a "supernumerary temporary joint defense captain" who was very watery when he heard it.

No salary, but after having this title, he can recruit some "supernumerary temporary joint defense members", and he will be attached to the civil affairs bureau of this street, shouting when he can use it, and being paid according to his work, and when he doesn't need it, he will go back to his own home, what should he do.

At first, the Force, who was still a freshman in high school, came to the door, but Yang Cheng didn't think twice, he wanted to send him away directly. The Force only fought for a chance to try his hand with him, and after the trial was over, there was one more supernumerary temporary member of the supernumerary temporary joint defense team, because he only had time on weekends and winter and summer vacations, and he did not participate in the action at other times.

After more than ten years of cultivation, even if they have not broken through to the black iron realm, their kung fu is stronger than that of ordinary people, and the Civil Affairs Bureau also knows their strength, and will not assign tasks beyond their strength to them, most of the time it is to clean up some beasts that sneak into the grange, together with other team members, and Uncle Yang to suppress the formation, it is not difficult, and it also gives him more actual combat experience.

But that time was different, dense beasts and monsters rushed out of the mountains and forests, and at the other end was the boundless golden wheat field, between the wheat field and these beasts and monsters, there were layers of flesh and blood defense composed of human bodies.

The frenzy of beasts and monsters collided with the human defense line, and the powerful, threatening monsters were intercepted and killed by the strong men of the human race, and the joint defense team arranged in the rear was responsible for clearing those beasts that slipped through the net and did not pose a big threat, but because there were too many of them, and they were all ferocious, desperate to die, and the frequency of combat was high, when they returned, almost everyone hung the lottery.

"Yes, this year's wheat is ripe again. ”

The Force reacted, and his strength is not what it used to be, such a big scene, last year he could only hide in the rear and watch from afar, this year ......

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but lick his lips.

"Is there anything to clean up?" asked Yang Cheng as he walked around the room.

The Force shook his head and said, "No." ”

"Then let's go, everyone else is waiting at my house, and we'll leave after lunch. ”

Uncle Yang's home was not too far away, and the two walked for a while.

In the living room, there are seven men in their twenties and thirties, some of them are relatively silent and wooden, and some are sitting crookedly and shaking their legs, exuding a mixed temperament, which is quite smoky.

In the kitchen next to it, the sound of ping-pong chopping bones and cutting vegetables came from time to time, and bursts of fragrance came into the living room, scratching the heart and lungs, and also making everyone less interested in chatting.

Yang Cheng led the Force into the house, and everyone's eyes naturally gathered, and the Force nodded to them and sat quietly on the side.

These people are all supernumerary temporary joint defense team members recruited by Uncle Yang from this block, and his selection criteria are also very simple, he has an interest in this area, he is not bad at actual combat, and he knows how to advance and retreat after listening to greetings, as for whether the team is an idle gangster or an honest worker after they return to their respective homes, he doesn't care.

From the moment they infiltrated this joint defense team, the Force had always kept a close distance from them.

At the beginning, they were dissatisfied with a "student baby" entering the team, openly and secretly taunting and picking thorns, in action after action, he proved himself with strength, but the gap between each other's concepts and ideas was too big, how could they not pee in a pot, and they were so lukewarm.

Uncle Yang is not a confidant aunt, so he won't care about these, as long as everyone can work together when fighting.

Before each action, he has a good meal at home, this is his team building, and it is also the greatest heart he can show.

When Uncle Yang's lover put the big pot of bone-bone meat, the braised pork with a greasy luster, and the oily back to the pot...... When the greasy soup was stuffed into everyone's stomach with rice, Uncle Yang glanced around with satisfaction and said, "Let's go." ”

Yang Cheng's team of nine people went out of the block and came to the nearest civil affairs office, where an open-top car was parked, and there were already two teams of nearly 20 people waiting in the car, and the two captains greeted him.

Everyone is familiar with each other, and the process is also familiar, with the cooperation of a young man from the Civil Affairs Bureau, he simply made a registration, and Yang Cheng beckoned his team members to board the bus.

After a while, two more teams of people arrived, and finally, nearly fifty people were stuffed in the car, and the strong male breath filled everyone's noses.

The engine finally rumbled, slowly accelerated, and drove away from the place.

Out of the base city, as far as the eye can see, it is an endless brilliant gold, heavy ears of wheat spread out on the ground, far and wide.

In the ridges, there are many people who are carefully serving, not daring to slack off in the slightest, even if a vehicle passes by, at most they will catch a glimpse and continue to bury their heads in their own business.

Every time I see such a scene, the Force feels a sense of solemnity in his heart.

This is the real lifeblood of the base city, and it is something worthy of everyone in the base city to protect with their lives.

Dozens of kilometers have been going forward, and they are all wheat fields like this.

It wasn't until late evening that a huge building appeared in front of it.

Along the way, the vehicles they were riding in gradually merged with other vehicles, in front of them, behind them, a total of dozens of vehicles, all full of people, when such a convoy drove through the gate, it seemed to enter another world in an instant.

There is a boulder standing at the door, engraved with three big characters of [Iron Fort], and there are a few small characters next to it, "Twenty-one".

This is a huge barracks, at the moment, there are many materials piled up on the wide playground, and many people are coming and going, which seems chaotic and noisy, but there is a potential order.

As soon as the dozen or so cars stopped in the designated area, someone rushed up and shouted for them to get out of the car.

"Assemble, hurry up and go this way, act quickly...... Which team is that, is it a newcomer just recruited, looking around, the captain beckoned and nodded ......"

"This is a few standard equipment prepared for you, helmets, cuirass, knee pads, elbow pads, arm armor, multi-functional protective clothing, weapons are a crossbow per person, and there are three types of melee cold weapons: knives, guns, and axes......

Let me remind you that everything that is given to you needs to be taken care of, and must be collected after the battle, if it is damaged in the battle, it will be replaced, and if it is lost for no reason, it will be compensated, and we will deduct it from your earnings in advance when you settle the battle merits. ”

"Okay, let's go, the captain will greet your people, each team is three barracks, reasonable arrangement, peace of mind, I will notify you when it's your turn. ”

The weapon was chosen by Nakahara.

Without him, it's easy.

He held all the equipment he had received in his hands, followed Yang Cheng, and saw that there was a team of Black Iron Realm cultivators next to him, and thought to himself, no wonder they were so sloppy and perfunctory with the joint defense teams.

Every year, there are many battles in the base city caused by the protection of food and cultivated land, and in this level of collision, the cultivators of the Black Iron Realm are just "soldiers", and the supernumerary temporary joint defense team can only be regarded as "people's husbands".

Before entering the barracks, female nurses running around past a row of ambulance rooms, screaming, moaning, coming and going, with a little blood and other stains on their white uniforms, or running around with blood-stained gauze, or clean bandages and disinfectant alcohol...... It's noisy and busy, and the smell is overwhelming.

Everyone looked at each other, their expressions were a little solemn, but they still quietly followed Yang Cheng and lived in the barracks.

None of them are fledglings, and since they have joined the joint defense team, they are mentally prepared and not particularly afraid.

Yang Cheng was even more calm, unaffected in the slightest, not because he was careless, but compared to the desperate situation he really experienced, these were not worth mentioning at all.

He was in the same room as the Force and another team member.

When the team member went out to wash, Yang Cheng was wiping down a piece of equipment he had just received, a spear.

The Force suddenly said, "Uncle Yang, tell you something. ”

"What's the matter?" Yang Cheng turned his head to look at him.

The Force said, "I'm also a cultivator in the Black Iron Realm now...... You can let go of the battle and not have to distract ourselves from it. ”