The battalion commander and Li Ze came to the civilian area with four soldiers.

The battalion to which Li Ze belonged was a battalion directly under the command of the 72nd Army of S Province, and it can be said that all of them were good seedlings of the S Province Military Region.

Although the number of personnel is only one-fifth of the regular establishment, its combat capability is the top among the 72nd Army.

As the battalion commander of the special operations battalion of the 72nd Army, Zhang Feng, this guy's military rank can be the same as that of a brigade commander in the general establishment, and it can be said that this battalion is the sweetheart of the 72nd Army.

Zhang Feng and Li Ze were ordered to come out of the military region with the special operations battalion to look for the survivors, and then they were taken to the survivor base in the western part of S Province.

There are about 200 survivors this time, and a lot of people have died along the way, and now there may only be about two-thirds of the people left, so I have to say that this world is cruel.

Before Zhang Feng, Li Ze and others arrived in the residential area, there were beatings and scolding from inside, and the sound of punching and kicking could be heard from far away Zhang Feng and others.

"This group of bastards, tell them to go out to look for supplies, they are scared to death, and they are active in bullying people in the civil area." Li Ze said with a gloomy face on the side.

"Xiao Li! They are all civilians, they have not been trained in militarization, and this is not a time of war, and now this society is not the same society as before, ninety percent of the people have become that kind of monster, and now everyone is afraid, can you say that we are not afraid? Zhang Feng's majestic voice came from the side, and Li Ze nodded straight when he heard it.

"Battalion commander, let's hurry up, otherwise something may happen later." Li Ze had a worried look on his face.

After hearing this, the battalion commander strode towards the civilian area.

When passing through the fence gate at the door, the sentry stood beside him, and he didn't know who it was, and shouted: "Officer Zhang is here." Then she ran away, and in a moment she was gone.

"What a bunch of people!" Li Ze looked at the scene in front of him, his gloomy face was like ten thousand years of ice, his fists were clenched tightly, and his eyes seemed to be able to freeze people.

There are two rows of tents, and there is about 10 meters of open space in the middle for resting and eating, and there are four tents in each row, two adjacent to each other.

In the middle aisle, there is charcoal and leftover animal bones from the burning, and a little spark can be seen in the middle of the charcoal when the breeze blows.

The guy who hit the man disappeared after hearing the person who was ventilating the door.

Zhang Feng and his entourage came to a tent in the middle, only to see a ragged man lying there, his clothes were in tatters, his hair was as messy as a chicken coop, and his cloth-like clothes had a large amount of red blood stains and red and black blood stains after drying.

The man fell to the ground, coughing up some blood from time to time in his mouth, his body curled up, still trembling slightly, and his mouth said from time to time: "Don't beat me, I have such a little food left, please don't beat me......" Zhang Ze waved his hand.

The two warriors behind him put their guns behind their backs and walked forward quickly to turn over the man who was lying on the ground.

There was a lot of blood on his face and bruises from the injury, his hair was soaked with sweat and drooped on his forehead, and he coughed up two mouthfuls of blood in his mouth after being helped up.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng scolded in a low voice: "A group of bastards, with such a heavy hand, are not afraid of beating people to death." ”

Although Zhang Feng said this, it was to no avail, it could last for a few days at most, and this civilian, who was about one hundred and fifty people, formed a microcosm of the current society, the law of the jungle is the strong, there is no law to protect you, all you can use is your own fist.

Zhang Feng raised his hand and pointed at the man, and a soldier behind him opened the kettle he was carrying and handed it over.

As if he had never seen water, the man drank there without any image, and when he was halfway drunk, he may have been too anxious, or he may have the blood in his stomach coming back up, and he coughed up blood in his mouth, and there was a lot of water in it.

But as if he couldn't feel it, the man picked up the kettle in his hand and continued to drink.

Li Ze hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the kettle, and then scolded in a low voice: "You fool, you are so seriously injured, why are you still in a hurry to drink, is there anyone who will rob you, what are you anxious about?" ”

"Water, water...... Give it to me, let me take a sip of water! The man whispered, accompanied by unstoppable tears, and the six Zhang Feng who watched that scene had red circles in their eyes.

A big man, when he was beaten to death, did not leave a single tear, when there was no food and water, he would not lower his breath or even throw away his dignity to pray for mercy, but after encountering the water that Zhang Feng signaled, he cried bitterly, what happened to this world?

Zhang Feng couldn't help but sigh with emotion, the last days are really harmful!

"Thank you, thank you." Zhang Ze handed the kettle to the man, and the man said thank you repeatedly.

"You're welcome, no one robs you, no one will beat you, you drink slowly and don't hurry, your injuries are ......"

"Thank you...... Thank you, sir, for your concern, I ...... I didn't ...... It's okay, sir. The man whispered words of thanks.

Zhang Feng watched from the side, his eyes gradually became cold, and motioned for Li Ze to come over.

"You go and check how many thorns there are in this group of civilians, if they are disobedient or something similar is happening, they can be killed directly at that time, and such people are also black sheep if they are kept." Zhang Feng said to Li Ze with a solemn face.

"It's the sir, and the subordinates know." Then Li Ze turned around and walked out, taking the two fighters with him.

Zhang Feng walked over and looked at the beaten man with a blue nose and swollen face through the faint sunlight, with upright facial features, blood stains at the corners of his mouth, and his hair was too long to block his eyes, but from the eyes that occasionally appeared, it could be seen that this was a very quiet and courageous young man.

"What a young man, where do you feel right now?" Zhang Feng asked softly.

"I, I'm fine, but I have a little headache, maybe I was beaten in the process of being beaten just now, everything else is a trivial matter, not enough to worry about, just get used to it." The man whispered to Zhang Feng.

Zhang Feng looked at the man in front of him, his eyes were full of appreciation, and it could be seen from the broken clothes that there were a lot of bruises on this man's body, but this man just didn't say it, except for the brain, it may be that the group of bastards just now used too much force to hurt his head.

"Look elsewhere if there's any problem, sir."

"Thank you...... Thank you for your concern,............"

Coughing up a few mouthfuls of blood as he spoke, the warrior behind him gave the man a slight tap on the shoulder, and then the man relaxed and sat on the ground.

"It's not a big deal for me, it's just a little friction." The man looked at Zhang Feng in horror and said.

"Tell me why the people who beat you were beating you, or because you stole something from someone else, or because you had a crush on a woman, etc."

"I didn't ...... No, sir, you wait for me to explain to you, here's the thing. ”

The man said softly: "Yesterday the supplies were distributed, isn't the whole valley shrouded in white smoke these days, and that food is not enough to eat, and I have nothing to eat the next day, just three slices of bread and half a bottle of mineral water." ”

"It wasn't Captain Li who came back from collecting supplies just now, but they found me, and when they saw the drinking water and bread in my hand, they began to grab it."

"I was beaten like I was now, and then three slices of bread were snatched away, and there was only a little bread crumbs left, because they were even more brutal because I threw out the mineral water, they couldn't get enough punching and kicking me, and they were still pulling on me with a burden." The man's eyes became cold as he spoke, and the temperature inside the tent seemed to be affected and became cold.

Zhang Feng knew how painful this was for a person, and it seemed that this group of people often beat him, just with this awareness, Zhang Feng couldn't help but give this man a great appreciation from the bottom of his heart.

"You go back to your tent first, I promise they won't come again." After saying that, he turned and left.

After Zhang Feng opened the door curtain, he asked, "Young man, what's your name." ”

A deep voice came from inside the tent: "Qin Shi." ”