acT167: The meeting between the two sides was not pleasant, first of all, the purpose of Song Jiu and others to come here was not pure, coupled with the small episode that happened before, it is no wonder that Cao Zheng saw that the nose of these people was not a nose, and the eyes were not eyes.

Cao Zheng has no good impression of them, and he behaves very directly, unlike Yang Xiaomeng, who is a little bit sandwiched in the middle and is not a human being.

He wanted to be with the mud, but that Cao Zheng seemed to be a violent temper and a tendon, although he knew that he was invincible at a glance, but he just didn't want to be vain and wronged.

"Then you ......" Cao Zheng took the first step and rushed back to take care of the wounded, Yang Xiaomeng still stayed in the cafeteria, staring at the three people opposite, and asked hesitantly: "Do you want to rest for one night first?" ”

"Let's stay here, and you can sleep soundly at night?" Song Jiu had an inexplicable smile on his face, and regardless of Yang Xiaomeng's embarrassed face, he said directly: "Take me to see the valuable assets left to you by the army." ”

"......" Yang Xiaomeng frowned slightly, although she was unwilling, she had no way to refuse, she pulled her long hair in a charming way, and said helplessly: "Follow me." A few people walked out of the cafeteria, and Jin Bo and the others were still resting, and when they heard that they were going to see the supplies, they cheered up and followed one by one.

The area of the camp is not small, the red brick wall encloses a large area of relatively flat land, in addition to two rows of bungalows, there is an open field in the depths, it is dark and dark and you can't see what is inside, wild grass grows wildly, it seems to be a deserted area.

"What are you doing here?" Song Jiu was a little curious and pointed to the clearing.

"The shooting range." Yang Xiaomeng replied casually: "There is a target for practicing guns against the wall, and there are a lot of empty cartridges, but there are no guns." ”

"You don't usually have defense? Just bury your head in life? ”

"Defend against what?" Yang Xiaomeng pursed her red lips and muttered: "It's rare to see even walking corpses here, so you don't have to waste that effort." Song Jiu saw that he was not interested in chatting, so he stopped talking and stopped asking, followed Yang Xiaomeng through the shooting range, came to a corner of the wall, and smelled the smell of old machinery from a long distance.

"This is it." Yang Xiaomeng looked back at everyone, reminded him to 'don't smoke', walked straight to a pile of metal scrap that reflected the ghostly light, squatted on the ground and fumbled for a while, got up and pulled it violently, and lifted a tarpaulin covering the ground.

The tarpaulin had been laid here for a while, and it was covered with sand and grass branches, and a puff of choking smoke and dust was raised.

Yang Xiaomeng covered her mouth and nose and coughed for a while, walked to the center of the tarp in small steps, squatted down and knocked on the ground, making a sound of metal colliding and echoing.

Song Jiu and the others glanced at each other, and leaned over with curiosity, only to see a thick bowl cap raised from the place where Yang Xiaomeng's fingers were tapped, and a layer of black oil rag was separated between the lid and the thread, and a strong smell of gasoline came to the face.

"Tsk, oil tank?" Wu Wentao's eyes lit up, and a smile finally appeared on his face as if he was paralyzed.

"Yes, a small oil tank, there must be three or five tons, we haven't used much, and now there are more than half." Yang Xiaomeng didn't like the smell of gasoline very much, so she walked aside after the display and asked, "Do you need to open it and take a look?" ”

"No need, let's see it during the day." Song Jiu licked his lips and showed a satisfied smile, even if there was only half of the oil tank of this size, it would be enough for them to use it for a long time.

"There is a well in the yard, and the food is stored in the cellar, can you still see it?" Yang Xiaomeng yawned, his eyes were a little red, he tossed for most of the night, he was also tired, and he was still thinking about putting a mask from Xintao back before going to bed, but he still pulled it down when he looked at the situation, and he didn't bother to take off his makeup.

"I don't look at it." Song Jiu went over and grabbed her shoulders and asked with a smile, "What's there?" ”

"There are the most potatoes, and there are some Chinese cabbage, radish, rice and white noodles, not much." Yang Xiaomeng was a little uncomfortable, shrunk her neck, and tried to shake off Song Jiu's arm.

"What about the others?"

"No, there are a lot of seeds in the warehouse, but some don't know what they are, they have been planted once, and they have not been fed." Yang Xiaomeng reluctantly gave up the struggle, hugged her arms, and said with a wry smile: "There is no meat, don't think about this, we tried to try our luck in the mountains, and we hit a few rabbits, and we have never entered the mountains, and it is estimated that there are no wild animals." ”

"It's good, let's talk about these tomorrow, please help us clean up a few rooms and spend the night tonight, okay?" Do I dare the have an opinion?

Yang Xiaomeng scolded thousands of times in her heart, but she could only have an unnatural smile on her face, and teased: "No, no, welcome to stay." ”…… There were plenty of empty rooms, each with four wall-mounted modular beds, the beds were bare with a slatted bed, and the bedding was taken from a storage compartment.

When Yang Xiaomeng and they found this place, the camp was already an empty posture for people to go to the building, and they were a little worried at first, afraid that the dove would occupy the magpie's nest and be kicked out, so they watched with trepidation for a few days, and found that the owner here did not seem to have the intention of coming back, so they turned against the guests, leaving only some things they needed, and the rest were all packed up and piled up in the warehouse.

The bedding is a little damp, the bungalow is damp, Yang Xiaomeng and they have no antiseptic measures, many of the bedding pressed under are insected, and the corners of the wall even give birth to termite nests, and the roots of the wall are eroded out of a big hole.

Fortunately, Song Jiu brought some emergency bedding with them, and they barely allocated enough to call, so they refused the batch of dry, hard and damp army-green thin quilts, and only picked out some thin blankets, shook off the dust and spread them at the bottom.

A group of people were assigned to two rooms, removed the bed board and put it on the ground, and laid a layer of bedding to fall comfortably, and it was good to take care of the large number of people.

After the housing was arranged, Dr. Zhong was also busy with his work, looking a little tired, and returned to the house to fall asleep, and within a few minutes there was a sound of snoring.

The others found a place to sleep, and Song Jiu and Jin Bo knocked on the woman's door and called out Lu Qian, who was about to rest.

"How?" Song Jiu lit a cigarette, glanced at the room that was still lit with fire, and asked, "What did you find?" ”

"Not yet." Lu Qian also looked tired, thought about it with her strength, and said: "I shouldn't be lying, I can't see any problems, the wounded are not a big problem, the knife is cut in the back, Doctor Zhong gave him stitches, they have anti-inflammatory drugs, and they can't deal with it." ”

"Well, that's good." Song Jiu nodded while listening, relieved his heart slightly, and said: "You go to rest first, leave someone to change the guard at night, there is Lao Wu next door to keep vigil, and call him at any time if there is something." Lu Qian untied her belt, shook her long unkempt hair, and was about to turn around and go back to the room, when she was suddenly stunned and asked, "What are you two going to do?" ”

"Go back, my sister hasn't come yet, I don't know if there's a problem, I'm not at ease." They left marks along the way to come, but the road from the fence to the bottom of the valley is really difficult to walk, and it is difficult to say whether you can see the marks in the middle of the night, calculate the time, from leaving to now, it has been almost more than two hours, if Song Yao waits until the graduate student and Yu An, this will make it should already be on the road, and it should be picked up for safety.

"I'll go with you two, it's too dark, I can help you find your way." After tossing for most of the night, Lucy almost forgot about this stubble, and after he said that, he remembered that there were four other companions drinking the northwest wind on the national highway.

"No, we have to keep someone here." Song Jiu comforted, looked down at his watch, and said, "I should be able to come back before dawn, I have explained the details to Lao Wu, don't worry." ”

"Okay, stay safe, go and come back quickly." Seeing that Song Jiu had made up his mind, Lu Qian was no longer reluctant, and went back to rest after a few more words.

Jin Bo rubbed his somewhat sour eyes and sighed, "Xiao Jiu, do you think I want to apologize to that girl?" ”

"Now?"

"Aang, buddy, I'm not that kind of person! Look at the flat dan San'er, as if Lao Tzu had done something. Jimbo looked annoyed, he didn't pay attention to the oolong, and he was really unhappy with the title of a hooligan.

Song Jiu laughed, patted the swordsman on the shoulder, and said with relief: "Let's talk about it during the day, maybe everyone will be on the kang at this time, and you will have to fight even more if you rush in again." ”

"Yes." Jin Bo thought so, when Chao Tianwang broke into the widow's door at night, didn't it make the chickens and dogs restless.

The two of them did not delay any longer, glanced at the candle-lit window, quickened their pace to the courtyard gate, and escaped into the dark col overgrown with weeds.

…… As Song Jiu said, how can others be allowed to snore on the side of the couch? In the middle of the night, a group of armed to the teeth and dragging their families live next door with full aggression, who can sleep peacefully?

Except for the injured Dai Wei, who has fallen asleep due to medication, the other three people are all with bitter gourd faces, sitting at the table guarding the fluttering candlestick, their eyes are bloodshot, but they have no intention of going to bed to sleep peacefully.

Yang Xiaomeng has explained the cause and effect several times, and the details in the middle have not been omitted, although the two companions did not blame him, but he knew in his heart that if it wasn't for that more mouth, it is estimated that he would not have brought back such a litter of wolves.

But there are always two sides to the story, and for now, these gun-wielding bandits don't seem to show the ferocity of destroying human nature, except for the indecent scene at the beginning, it's okay to say.

After all, the doctor did not sit idly by, and did stitch up Dai Wei's wound with a needle and a thread, and prescribed a prescription according to the existing medicine in the camp, and did everything he could.

"Alas, it's a blessing or a curse, it's useless to say anything now, let's take one step at a time." Cao Zheng held a cigarette gun in his mouth, frowned and took a few puffs, choking and coughing.

"Maybe they're here to fight the local tyrants and divide the fields, and the gasoline and grain are scraped away...... It should be fine. Yang Xiaomeng didn't know if this was self-consolation, those people mentioned a lot of unfamiliar words in the previous discussion, it sounded like they were hiding something, no accident, maybe they were also survivors on the run.

In the past, they have also encountered some unfriendly guys, those people's style of acting is more clear, it is nothing more than bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, the more people will be hard, and the weaker will be soft and admitted, and Song Wine They obviously have an absolute advantage, but they did not burn and loot like a devil entering the village, which more or less made Yang Xiaomeng feel at ease, and estimated that they should leave after getting the materials they wanted.

The girl, who was called Qianqian, did not speak, hugged her legs, her head resting on her lap, her eyes flickering and she did not know what she was thinking.

Yang Xiaomeng explained a few words for Jin Bo, it was originally an oolong incident, people were under the eaves, they had to bow their heads, they could bear it, they could bear it, it was not good, it was not a big deal to touch their chests......

"You two go to sleep, I'll keep vigil at night." Cao Zheng wrinkled his brows and was silent for a while, what Yang Xiaomeng said was reasonable, but he still felt that something was strange, especially the kid with gauze wrapped in his hands, who asked some inconsequential words several times, as if he had a picture.

"Huh?" The shallow who was in a daze suddenly wondered, got up and looked at the window, and said strangely: "Those two people went out." ”...