Ordinary people want to communicate, they can speak, and when they speak, they will become the key target of mutant monsters, many mutant monsters not only rely on sight and smell to lock on each other's hatred, they can also rely on hearing to focus on attacking someone.

This means that whoever makes the loudest noise gets more hatred.

But in Qing Xiran's team, when people communicate while fighting monsters, they don't need to speak. Human brain version] communication is good, and you don't need to take out a mobile phone to type for typing, you just need to type with your mind.

And this [W letter. The group sending function of the human brain version is also very easy to use.,People who fight monsters say they're hungry.,Everyone in the team can see it.,Naturally, there are women in a hurry to cook.,Hungry men just come down from the front to eat directly.,After eating, go to fight monsters.,You can also save a lot of cumbersome communication in the middle.。

Someone is short of support, someone has a broken weapon and wants to get down from the front to repair it, someone is tired and wants to sleep, all they need to do is shout with their minds in the group chat.

With such efficiency, the mutant monsters did not get any benefit in this team, and everyone has never cooperated so seamlessly as this time, passing the county road with zero casualties and going onto the national highway.

The road of the national highway is naturally more difficult to walk than the county road, but the national highway is wider than the county road, and there are more gas stations, and there is still oil in many gas stations, which is not comparable to the outside in Xiangcheng.

After all, there are many people in Xiangcheng, and the gasoline in the garrison cordon has long been looted and emptied, and the people outside the Xiangcheng cordon belong to the kind of people who start to prepare after the end of the world, but at that time, it was the death of one city after another, and the mutant monsters rushed into the city frantically, and there were not many people in the city who could go out and have this spare time to trek for a long distance.

Therefore, on some remote county roads and national highways, there is still oil left in gas stations.

The people in the team were very excited, and someone called near the gas station and sent a message in the human brain network.

[C: We should find some tanker trucks and pump all this oil away.] 】

[Qing Xiran: Just transport the oil of a tanker, what do we want so much oil for? The oil of a tanker truck is enough for us to run to Xiangcheng, and there must be oil in front, if there is no oil, change the hybrid car with oil and electricity, or directly change to an electric car, you have now pumped all the oil away, and the team behind comes up and finds that there is no oil. 】

[Commander: Listen to Miss Qing, let's just take a tanker truck, there must be oil in front, and the remaining oil in the gas station is left for other survivors. 】

As soon as Qing Xiran spoke, the people in the team did not have any opinions, especially the head of the regiment, even if Qing Xiran said that the sun came out of the west, the head of the regiment raised his hands and feet to praise, and he did not allow others to say that Qing Xiran was wrong.

No one could have imagined that the regiment commander would be able to say such things as "leave the remaining oil for other survivors", you know, they used to be a group of people who could not get it themselves, and had to destroy it and not leave it for others.

Tm's current style of acting is simply angels, okay?

Such a team comparable to the Virgin Mary of the Last Days will naturally make the well-intentioned people in the team reject and sneer, but so what?

Even if they have the idea of wanting to do something, they will be restrained by themselves, Qing Xiran does not allow them to do things, they can't do things, and even at such a critical moment, even if they want to leave the team and go out to do it alone, they are not allowed by Qing Xiran.

So, as everyone united and worked together to fight the monsters, they drove all the cars into the gas station, blocked the gas station with cars, and the women and children moved around the gas station, and the men surrounded the gas station to deal with the mutant monsters who attacked them.

After settling down, the women in the car got out of the car and started cooking, while Xue Yun took a few other women who ate mutated meat and began to practice martial arts desperately.

When the head of the regiment walked in front of her, her eyes stared at the head of the regiment, releasing a strong killing intent.

Such a killing intent made her turn her attention to Qing Xiran's RV again, the head of the regiment just helped Qing Xiran's RV refuel, everyone else is fighting monsters, everyone is trying to survive, this head of the regiment still has this leisure to help Qing Xiran cheer!

Is he Qing Xiran's dog?

Of course, Xue Yun was not dissatisfied with Qing Xiran, but felt that it was not enough for this regiment leader to die ten thousand times, he had done those outrageous things, and now he could still be the same as if he was fine, and he did not ask for anything in return for Qing Xiran, when all the previous crimes were just in the past?

Thinking of the pain he had suffered, Xue Yun was not convinced, and when the head of the regiment finished filling up Qing Xiran's RV and went to fight the mutant monster, Xue Yun simply carried a knife, walked outside Qing Xiran's RV, knocked on the door, and asked:

"Miss Qing, can I come in?"

"Put the knife down and come in."

Qing Xiran was drawing a map in the RV, she didn't close the door, nor did she look up at the door, but Xue Yun still put down the knife and got into the RV empty-handed.

Qing Xiran, who was sitting at the dining table, did not ask Xue Yun what he was going to do when he got into the RV, in general, he should have some complaints about the head of the group, and Qing Yi took Shao Mengli and Xiaoxiao one by one, and ran into the RV with a flower pot in his hand.

Qing Yiyi's little face was full of soil, but she also filled her with a rectangular flower pot, she smiled beautifully and brightly, hugged the flower pot, wiped Xue Yun, happily jumped to her mother's side, raised a small gardening shovel full of dirt, and said happily:

"Mommy, are you done with your work? I've done my work, we're all done, look, here's our pots, they're all filled with soil, and we can grow vegetables. ”

"You're awesome."

Qing Xiran put down the pen that drew the map in her hand, and gave Qing Yiyi, Shao Mengli and Xiaoxiao a thumbs up, just when she found some shelves in a small shop on the side of the road, which is the kind of shelf hanging outside the window, the black wrought iron shelf, very literary and good-looking, suitable for people who want to raise flowers.

Now that the shelf hanging outside the RV window has been installed by her, Qing Xiran opened the window and helped Qing Yiyi, Shao Mengli and Xiaoxiao to move the rectangular flower pots they had filled with soil to the external hanging shelf.

On the way to migrate, Qing Xiran found a shop selling seeds along the way, and the seeds in it were all complete, so he asked all the people in the team to collect them.