acT28: Entering the house

"Absolutely." Luo Yu said firmly, and added: "But the corpse group doesn't seem to plan to come here, I discussed it with Ziqian, and I think it can lead to trouble, just to help you consume the armed forces in the camp, but I didn't expect you to move so fast, I knew that we wouldn't do this." ”

"It's a hurry, something went wrong halfway, but it's okay, it's all under control now." Song Jiu jumped off the mound and shouted, calling out a group of militiamen wandering outside the wall, these people survived the most fierce fighting, the outside of the wall has basically been cleared, dozens of scattered walking corpses are being chased around by Jiao Ziqian, and the rest of the militia don't know what to do without Song Jiu's instructions, it seems that the blood has not subsided, so they all stay on the battlefield, and make up a knife from time to time, which is very unfinished.

"Go and see the logs that have been knocked down, drag them back with little damage, plug the gap with the main gate fortifications, and the rest of the people will clean up the battlefield and clean up before the sun sets." Song Jiu looked at the several militiamen covered in blood, and asked again, "Are you injured?" ”

"Not your own blood." A young man grinned and said excitedly: "I've never killed so cool!" ”

"There will be opportunities in the future." Song Jiu smiled and waved his hand to disperse the few high-spirited militiamen: "Separate our people from the walking corpses." After that, he took Luo Yu to the broken wall, stopped Jiao Ziqian, who was playing, and returned the driving rights of the engineering vehicle to the muscle.

Liu Yan and the others were still guarding the gap, and when they saw Song Jiu and the others returning triumphantly, a smile bloomed on their delicate faces, and they raised their palms at him.

Song Jiu also slapped him hard with a smile, arranged for the militia to clean up the mess, made his own hands-off shopkeeper, and returned to the big canteen with a swagger.

…… The door of the canteen was closed, and the pressure inside was still low, and the ladies didn't know the battle situation outside, they could only hear the sound of gunfire, and the pictures in their minds were not very beautiful, as if the building was about to collapse, and there was a sad atmosphere.

Song Jiu knocked on the door for a long time, and finally Xin Mengfan came to open the door.

"Why? So long. Song Jiu's face was full of strangeness, and he glanced at the men and women in the cafeteria with panicked faces, and his eyes drifted to the back of the operation room.

Chef Niangjia put down the book in her hand, walked out with the enamel jar, approached the front of her and admired Song Wine with a spring breeze-thawing smile: "Won the battle?" Song Jiu took the jar and took a sip of sweet plum wine, a dry heat rising in his stomach dispelled the fatigue of his muscles and bones, and with a wave of his big hand, he said proudly in the voice of Chef Niangjia: "Win!" The cafeteria was silent, and the men and women looked at each other, as if they didn't quite believe that Song Jiu could disperse twice as many corpses.

"Come in, hard work." Chef Niangjia's attitude turned 180 degrees, and Song Jiu and the people behind him were all let in.

Jiao Ziqian was still a little stunned when he entered the door, and when he saw that the cook Niangjia didn't say anything, he was relieved to boldly follow in, and was just about to say a few words to Xin Mengfan, when suddenly his eyes were dark, and his eyes were blindfolded with his hands.

"Guess I-"

"You dead girl!" Jiao Ziqian didn't give the other party time to finish speaking, the probe dragged the person behind him over, bent down and hugged a princess, and his mouth was still ruthless: "Run around again!" Don't you dare to run around! As he spoke, he put his hand under the little girl's armpit.

"Oops, oops! I admit my mistake! Ahhh The little girl was most afraid of itching, and she was caught instead of teasing Jiao Ziqian, and told me again and again: "Brother Qian, I was wrong!" I don't dare anymore! ”

"Stop making a fuss." Luo Yu stopped Jiao Ziqian's 'tickling punishment' in the past, pinched the little girl's pink face dotingly, and scared: "If you dare to run around, we won't care about you!" ”

"I don't believe it!" The little girl's silver bell-like laughter echoed in the quiet cafeteria, and she put her arms around Luo Yu's neck, leaned in and kissed her on the face.

Cook Niangjia pursed her lips and chuckled, ignoring the few people who were messing around, and directly pulled Song Jiu and bowed to him in front of everyone in the cafeteria.

Song Jiu was stunned, not only him, but also Acne Girl, Xu Aifei, indifferent men, and all men and women were also stupid.

The chef's face did not change, and she said: "Song Jiu, thanks to you and your friends today, I thank you on behalf of everyone, thank you for saving our home." Song Jiu's brain was quite fast, and he instantly understood what Chef Niangjia meant, so he also made a righteous and awe-inspiring expression, and said sincerely: "Sister Jia, you will see the outside world like this, everyone is a person in distress, and it is appropriate to support and help each other." ”

"Well, since you say so, I'm not hypocritical." The cook lady Jia cut her hair and said with a smile: "I'm a woman, it's okay to help with logistics, I'm not good at fighting, killing and killing, and I have to trouble you a lot about the aftermath." ”

"Don't worry, as long as Sister Jia gives you a hot meal." Song Jiu smiled freely and held the hand stretched out by Chef Niangjia.

Except for the acne girl and Jiao Ziqian, the rest of the people also saw a little meaning, the cook in charge of housekeeping, Jia Jia, said that Song wine was in charge of the camp, what could they say?

What most women seek is nothing more than safety, and women like Chef Niangjia, Luo Yu, and Xin Mengfan who don't let their eyebrows shave are still a minority after all.

As if they had just woken up from a dream, they pulled out of their dazed state one after another, the nervousness and panic on their faces turned into joy, and a few of the bolder ones even came over to shake hands and hug Song Jiu and a few others, as if they were greeting the supreme commander of the DPRK, and they were in harmony and happy.

Luo Yu and Xin Mengfan stood aside with their arms in their arms, glancing at each other from time to time, and when they saw the narrow gaze flashing in each other's eyes, they both smiled.

There are only two people in the entire cafeteria who are not very happy, one is Xu Aifei, and the other is an indifferent man.

However, the former was fooled by Xin Mengfan, and at the moment he was more afraid of Song wine, while the latter was pure hostility.

Song Jiu has been secretly observing the indifferent man since he entered the door, and he has seen the performance of these two people, but he didn't say anything, anyway, the coming day will be long, and he will slowly settle accounts after the autumn.

The cafeteria crowd swept away the haze, and the women were all driven into the kitchen by Chef Niangjia, saying that they were going to cook a delicious meal for the men who threw their heads and spilled blood today.

"There's only so much I can do, you know?" Chef Niangjia didn't go around the bush, and said straight to the point: "Women are easy to say, the problem is still on the militia, there is less than half a month before the living corpse comes back, you have to hurry." ”

"I have a number, I'll do the right thing after eating, and I'll have to help you when the time comes." Song Jiu nodded seriously and said, "I will try my best to remove the unstable factors in the camp, but after half a month, it is inevitable to confront the living corpses, so you have to be mentally prepared for this." ”

"Why?" Chef Niangjia asked.

"I can't guarantee that no living corpses will leave in the chaos." Song Jiu pointed to the militia who were still busy on the other side of the broken wall, and said, "You also saw the situation just now, we must mobilize manpower to the maximum, and we can't tell which ones are living corpses." I just hope that they don't see the clues, and those who are not dead will come back honestly to me. ”

"What are you going to do in the evening?" Chef Niangjia thought about it and felt that this was really uncontrollable, so she had to agree with Song Jiu's statement and asked, "What do you need me to do?" ”

"You can help me appease the woman." Song Jiu licked his lips and said, "I remember that the night I first came to the camp, I added Ding, right?" ”

"You mean ......"

"That's right, it's true that the walking corpses were killed today, but the militia casualties were not small. At this time, everyone has not come back to the taste, and if they find out that a man in their family has died, it will inevitably be a bunch of trouble. Song Jiu sighed, he was most afraid of dealing with these problems, but fortunately, Chef Niangjia took the initiative to come up, otherwise he really didn't know what to do.

"You're a little unkind, your family members are charging with you, and dying on the battlefield is also for everyone, why are you still troublesome." Chef Niangjia was a little dissatisfied with Song Jiu's wording, and frowned: "I don't know how you control your subordinates outside, but you don't like that here, this is not a barracks, it is a place to live." ”

"Let's talk about this, anyway, you control the situation." Song Jiu was a little impatient and retorted: "Sister Jia, I don't want to argue with you about these trivial matters, but I must explain in advance what kind of humanistic feelings and humanitarianism are bullshit to me!" Just when you mentioned this stubble, let me tell you that after disposing of the living corpses, the militia regiment will also have to make rectifications, and it can't be the same as before! Chef Niangjia's eyes turned cold, stared at Song Jiu for a long time, and sneered: "It's really true to lure a wolf into the room. ”

"Sister Jia, if you want to think like this, then you won't have to talk." Song Jiu did not show weakness, and said with a straight face: "I can understand your kindness, and I also hope that you don't misunderstand your thoughts." Don't forget, there will be no living corpses to feed and drink, and whether the camp will live or survive depends entirely on themselves. Seeing that Cook Niangjia's face was getting more and more ugly, Song Jiu had no choice but to persuade in a different way: "Don't worry, the original agreement remains unchanged, and the internal affairs of the camp are still under your jurisdiction, as long as it does not endanger the overall situation, I will not interfere, how about it?" ”

"I don't know how big your 'big picture' is right now." Chef Niangjia replied coldly, turned around and walked two steps, and said, "Do what you want to do, remember your promise." Song wine, if you engage in yang and yin to violate that set...... I promise, you'll regret it. ”

"Well, I'll take that as advice.

“

"No, it's a threat." …… As night fell, the camp on the banks of the river rose again with a flickering fire.

As Song Jiu expected before, there was no laughter and laughter at tonight's all-staff dinner, only silence and tears.

The scattered troops of the walking corpses returned one by one, the gaps in the broken wall were simply sealed, the torches were lit in the corner towers on all sides, and the guards returned to their posts.

The casualty statistics didn't waste too much time, and Chef Niangjia had a list of people in the camp, except for Song Jiu and others later, regardless of men and women, all of them were listed.

After comparing and counting, in a bloody battle that lasted less than half an hour in the afternoon, the camp paid a total of 46 lives, plus Xiao Zhu, Scarface Bald, Thorn-headed Man and the bitter ghost who were thrown down, exactly 50 people.

It's worth mentioning that the living corpse guards in the warehouse are not on the list, so no one asks about their whereabouts from beginning to end.

Of the 46 people who died, 12 became families in the camp, which means that 12 more widows were left in the camp overnight, and three more children lost their fathers.

Counting the new babies added to Song Jiu's camp on the night he entered the camp, the entire population of the camp dropped by a third, and only one hundred and two people remained.

The warehouse rescued six people, including Xu Aifei, Leng Nan, and Pan Shengan, and there were a total of twenty-nine people on Song Jiu's side, and the two groups of foreign populations combined did not reach the death gap.

The twelve women did not attend the dinner, and Chef Niangjia did not show up, although the conversation did not turn out very pleasantly, but Chef Niangjia had to admit that Song Jiu was right, these people had been in a safe and relaxed environment for too long, and seemed to have become more fragile and sensitive than before.

Without timely guidance and reassurance, there is no guarantee that they will not make waves in the camp, what the camp needs at the moment is stability, and there is no room for error.

Song Jiu sat in the main seat, and Mengfan rolled a cigarette for him, lit it, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Brother Jiu, go ahead." Mengfan said softly. Song Jiu took a puff of his cigarette and slowly stood up. ...