Chapter 122: The Sadness in Sight

Rounding a small hill in the southeast, abandoned vehicles can be seen everywhere along the way, and Wang Zhiyuan sees a blue truck that looks okay. The convoy stopped and opened the beep boy and said, "Robot 5 is going to check the condition of the car and the loaded goods." ”

Xia Lingyun took a piece of chocolate and stuffed it into Wang Zhiyuan's mouth and said, "When are we going to Chang'an?" Wang Zhiyuan opened the electronic map on the bridge screen and overprinted the prediction map of the extraterrestrial fall point on it, saying: "If nothing else, we will walk 300 kilometers in the southeast direction, all the way north to find the wreckage of the spaceship that fell south of Chang'an, and then enter the city from the south of Chang'an." ”

Seeing the red circle east of Chang'an on the map, Xia Lingyun said, "What is in the red circle?" "This is the predicted drop point of the wreckage of the Zerg Interstellar Migration Bug after its disintegration," Cortana said. Wang Zhiyuan nodded and said, "Otherwise, how could Chang'an be so resolute in using a nuclear explosion to solve the locust swarm occupying Yongcheng." ”

While studying the swarm crash site, Robot 5 sent a message: "The truck has been inspected, the infected person in the cab has been cleared, and the compartment is loaded with sports clothing and equipment." Wang Zhiyuan looked at the driver full of garbage and excrement and said: "Karma~ You go and clean up this truck with water, and the 5th starts to carry materials to the new car, and the fuel in the fuel tank is also pumped over." ”

Seeing the two robots busy outside, Wang Zhiyuan said: "Even if the robot No. 5 moves things quickly, it will take half an hour for us to eat first." Xia Lingyun took out instant noodles and ham sausages from the storage compartment and said, "I can't cook here, so I can only eat this." ”

Wang Zhiyuan took out a bag of mushrooms from the storage compartment and said: "In this situation, some of them are good to eat, those survivors are okay in the camp, and it is estimated that it will be difficult to survive without the camp." After saying these words, I suddenly felt that the instant noodles in the bowl were fragrant, and it was already more than three o'clock in the afternoon after hastily finishing the meal.

Seeing that the supplies were also loaded onto the new truck, Wang Zhiyuan said: "From now on, keep the drone over the tank, and I will drive the tank and you will operate the drone, and pay attention to whether there are any traces of falling points around." ”

Xia Lingyun got up and took out two Doujiang 6 drones from the equipment cabinet in the bedroom, handed them to Wang Zhiyuan and said, "There are many such models, let's use this first." Wang Zhiyuan pushed open the turret hatch overhead, released the drone and said: "Don't fly too high, we don't have much stock of this rotary-wing drone, we have to find a place to get some spare another day." ”

As soon as the drone was raised, Xia Lingyun handed the tablet in his hand to Wang Zhiyuan and said: "I went uphill to the gas station in front, but survivors were found in the gas station." Wang Zhiyuan glanced at the picture transmitted by the drone and said: "There is no need to stay there now, the truck fuel tank is basically full, and we don't need much fuel, so it's good that we don't have contact with them." ”

The tank drove up a gentle slope, and there were several blackened oil drums in the gas station, and there was a tank that looked abandoned for a while, and the torn skirt armor revealed the broken transmission mechanism. The oil left a black stain on the concrete floor, and several dilapidated buses parked in a circle around the business hall.

A man in a black leather coat on the recise chair under the parasol suddenly stood up, picked up a telescope and stared at the red turret slowly emerging from the road. After watching for a few seconds, the man immediately ran to it

Leaned over the side of the escalator and shouted a few words, and immediately several people in colorful clothes ran out, desperately waving the clothes in their hands.

When the convoy reached the intersection of the gas station, a white jeep suddenly rushed out and blocked the middle of the road, and a woman got out of the car and knelt on the ground with a little girl in her arms. The other people who came after them hid in the gap of the bus from a distance, secretly watching the stopped convoy.

Wang Zhiyuan immediately stopped the tank, picked up the intercom on the bridge and said, "What are you doing here?" Do you know that tanks are not car brakes are not so good to make. The woman raised her head and cried, "Take us, my daughter is dying of hunger, I can cook, do laundry, and sleep with you." ”

After speaking, she lifted up the big waves that were already glued together, revealing a beautiful face. Wang Zhiyuan took a deep breath and turned his head to ask Xia Lingyun, who was sitting next to him, "It's trouble~" Xia Lingyun stared at the little girl and said, "It's really pitiful, why don't we save them?" ”

Wang Zhiyuan shook his head and said, "It's not as simple as you think~ How can we save it?" Load it in the car and take it away, and then what to do? I'll go out and have a look first~"

After speaking, Wang Zhiyuan went to the equipment cabinet in the bedroom, put on a set of black individual soldier equipment, thought about it, and put the arm shield with two big tooth marks on his left hand. Pushing open the turret hatch, Wang Zhiyuan popped out his upper body and said: "You can go to Chang'an, follow the road we came from less than three kilometers, and you will meet their troops at the bridgehead." ”

The woman suddenly began to kowtow to the road, screaming with blood on her head: "Have pity on us, my daughter is dying of hunger, you can let me do whatever I want to eat." Wang Zhiyuan took out a bag of instant noodles from his waist bag a little helplessly, handed it to her and said, "You hurry up and give her a first meal, hurry up, what if your daughter dies?" ”

The woman in a shabby professional uniform quickly picked up the little girl and patted her face and said softly: "Xue'er~ Xue'er We have something to eat, you wake up and take a bite~" The little girl opened her eyes with difficulty, held the dry dough and nibbled on it, and her swollen lips were immediately cut out.

Wang Zhiyuan couldn't stand it, so he took out a bottle of mineral water and two compressed biscuits from the bag behind his back and said to the woman kneeling on the ground: "Drink some water, don't choke." ”

The woman quickly unscrewed the lid with her stained hands, took a sip of water, broke off a small piece of biscuit, chewed it in her mouth, and fed it to the little girl, who was already weak. A few men and women watching next to the bus immediately ran over to grab food, and the woman who was feeding the child immediately held the thing in her arms and did not let go.

Wang Zhiyuan immediately pulled the trigger of the shotgun, and everyone was slumped to the side with a loud bang and shouted: "What are you doing? Is my gun a burning stick? After speaking, he took out a small bag of compressed biscuits, threw a piece and said: "This is not far from Chang'an, and there are troops there two kilometers along the road I came, you just go to them." ”

A young man in gas station overalls said: "These people have all fled from Chang'an, and Chang'an City has stopped taking in survivors last month, and they are still driving people out." ”