The gathering place is located in a large valley in a "U" shape, which can provide some protection from wind and snow.

The valley is full of dilapidated tents. In order to keep out the cold, the tent uses many layers. The underside is supported by wooden poles, and the top is covered with quilts and tarps. Walking through the tent, you can feel the sight inside. The man wrapped in ragged cotton clothes walked slowly between the tents, and when he saw the carts full of canned meat and military rations behind Chen Xing, they all gathered over.

In the middle of the clearing, there were several rusty tin oil canisters, mixed with fuel and wood blocks, slowly burning and emitting heat. Ragged squirrels curled up in a huddle to keep warm.

"Brothers, friends, this is the head of the master group, Chen. He sympathizes with your hardships and has come to visit you today......" The big cat said loudly holding the canned meat, "We have brought the canned meat and rations, two portions per person, and we will line up to get them." ”

"Good!" "Thank you, Captain!" "Long live Captain Chen!"

The squirrels, their eyes lit up and their voices were weak, and they lined up to receive canned meat and rations from Big Cat and Cassie. The people who came were all yellow and thin, and their steps were secretive, Chen Xing couldn't help but shake his head, these people were weak and couldn't do logistics, let alone fight.

In disappointment, a mentally depressed teenager suddenly broke into sight. His eyes were wide and his cheeks were sunken from malnutrition. He was short in stature, wearing a dirty travel gown, and his sleeves and trousers were rolled up several layers because they were too long.

"What's your name?" Chen Xing stopped the young man and asked.

"Tutu, Tutu......" The boy looked up and replied hesitantly.

"What will you do?" Chen Xing asked again.

The boy hesitated, stretched his neck, and sniffed hard, "You had fried ham and wheat porridge in the morning, um, and a small slice of toast with blueberry jam, um, and a small glass of red wine, I didn't drink it, but it should be a kraken's ......"

"Hmm......" Chen Xing nodded thoughtfully, then waved his hand back, "Come back with me." ”

"Okay." The boy nodded in response.

"Ghost fox, you can arrange it." Chen Xing ordered.

"Yes." The ghost fox took the boy aside and asked the accompanying team members to bring military coats and put them on him.

Chen Xing was silent on the surface, but his heart was turbulent. This young man was one of his teammates in the Thunder Light Regiment in his previous life, Dognose Tutu. Tutu has an extraordinary sense of smell, able to distinguish scents wafting in the wind from kilometers away, and is a scout for their squad. During an expedition to the World Fragment, Tutu was swallowed by a crypt lizard. By the time they had killed the lizard and cut open its belly, Tutu had melted into a pile of bones.

Encountering his teammates from the previous life one after another, Chen Xing's heart crossed a trace of strangeness, as if he had thought of something, but it was ethereal and elusive. He tried to think, but his head became more and more chaotic, as if it was wrapped in a large ball of silk thread, confused and complicated, and he couldn't figure it out and cut it constantly.

There was a dull ache in the head, and there seemed to be some signs of overuse of the brain. Chen Xing shook his head, removed distracting thoughts, and put his energy back on the matter in front of him. Recruiting people here obviously won't work, so you still have to go to other safety stations. If you offend, you will be offended, the strong man in this world is respected, as long as he has enough strength, the local forces have to shut up.

"Master Commander, thank you so much, I haven't eaten for a few days."

An old rirrel bowed to Chen Xing, the wrinkles on his face huddled together, and a flattering smile hung up. The old rease was at least seventy or eighty years old, with a thin build, and a small gray goatee growing under a pointed chin. Although they looked cringe, their two small eyes shone brightly, and they were a little out of harmony with the external situation.

"What's your name?" Chen Xing became interested and asked.

"Go back to the master, and be lucky in the next trip. Everyone calls me Lao Ji, auspicious Ji, auspicious Ji. A person from the Red Country, who lives in Chengjia Village in the south of the Longya Mountains. This year, he is seventy-three, his body is still healthy, he can run and jump, and he can climb trees as ......" The old squirrel nodded and said his resume in detail.

"It's a good mouth." Chen Xing said.

"Thank you, master, I don't dare to say anything else, if it's about eloquence, I can say that others vomit blood." The old rirrel boasted.

"So powerful?" Chen Xing laughed, and then asked, "How many years have you been here?" ”

"It's been more than twenty years." The old rirrel replied.

"Why don't you go back?" Chen Xing continued to ask.

The old squirrel looked embarrassed, "Look at my old bones, I can't even beat a dog, how can I get a hunting certificate." ”

"That's it......" Chen Xing groaned, and then glanced at the old squirrel, "Want to mess with me?" ”

"I've dreamed of it, you see I'm dying of hunger. As long as you can use it, be willing to be a dog and a horse. The old rirrel arched his hand again and bowed.

"Okay." Chen Xing waved his hand, and the old rirrel immediately trotted to Tutu's side, cracking his mouth, revealing a mouth full of yellow teeth, and laughing. That's like the living Buddha Jigong in the TV series.

"Stand still!" The ghost fox frowned and shouted.

"Yes!" The old rirrel immediately put away his smile, raised his head and chest, put his hands at his sides, and stood straight.

This old man seems to be shrewd, he has been in the Black Earth Continent for a long time, and he has a good understanding of the situation in various places, so he should be able to play a certain role.

"Great, my lord, I, I'm going too." "We'll put it for you, sentry ......"

Several middle-aged rats saw it and offered to follow Chen Xing.

"If you are still willing to come in the spring, then come to the stronghold of the Master Group to find me." Chen Xing said.

Most of the stray rats want to join the team because of the difficult winter. Once it warms up, maybe they will come back to eat relief food. The reason why squirrels are looked down upon is because they are too lazy to eat.

After sending things, Chen Xing didn't see a suitable object, so he returned to the stronghold with the team.

Tutu and Lao Ji were temporarily handed over to the Ghost Fox side to manage. He didn't want to touch Tutu right away, and the people around him would be surprised by the different looks at him. Tutu's personality is relatively docile, and when he was in the team before, he was very obedient, and he did whatever he was called, and it was not difficult to manage. As for Lao Ji, he is more shrewd, so there should be no problem.

A few days later, Chen Xing led the team to the No. 25 Survival Center and hung a sign in the lounge to recruit team members.

"Hey, where are you from, this is the territory of the Mountain Tigers, who asked you to recruit people here!"

Not long after he sat down, the forces of the region came to stop him. Chen Xing didn't say a word, and directly summoned the armed robot and sent a dueling request to the other party.

The mountain tiger's face suddenly turned pale, and they looked at each other, a little at a loss.

"Go back and tell your boss that if you want to go to war, you can come, and I will accompany you at any time." Chen Xing took a sip of wine, put down the wine glass, and said lightly.