Doomsday Decay 8

That's right!

When Lu Feng and Chen Shaoze said this, it seemed to open a new door for them! Even Fang Xuan, who had always been silent and silent, had bright eyes - Zhou Shuangshuang's fine skin and tender flesh and the appearance of not eating fireworks in the last days, without good food, she couldn't raise such a meticulous appearance!

God forbid!

The news of the base was too tightly hidden, and they guessed that there was not much food during the day, so they went on two missions, and when they came back, they got the news that the food at the base was completely gone-

It's so sudden.

In order not to go wrong during the mission, they ate all the food in their hands as soon as they arrived. Not only them, but also other squads. After all, dealing with zombies is no joke, and if you don't eat enough, no one can guarantee that you will come back alive to eat your next meal. Almost all of them considered reducing the number of missions when food was running low, and slowly saving enough food for their migration......

Honestly, there's nothing wrong with that.

Who knew the base message card was so tight!

"I guess what our captain said before is probably true."

Chen Shaoze said suddenly.

"Huh?"

When he suddenly said this, Lu Feng himself was a little stunned: "What? ”

"Team 01 and Team 03 got on the line above and swallowed the food in private."

"I've probably counted the food collected at the base before, and based on the number of survivors available, it should last another four to five months. Even if there are various reasons for attrition, the error will not exceed one month. ”

As soon as he said this, everyone was a little silent.

"Fuck it!"

Ye Bo suddenly scolded: "In this world, there may not be a tomorrow when you are full, and a group of people are still so disgusting...... The news of the grain must have been deliberately concealed by them! Otherwise, why don't we get the news without it? ”

"Alright."

Zhou Qiang interrupted his grumblings: "What's the use of talking about this now, even if we know it earlier, we may not be able to save food...... The weapons they have in their hands, but they have them in the troop arsenal. ”

Everyone was silent.

There are a total of 50 teams in Huishi that can be ranked in the name, and the ranking is readjusted every three months according to their strength, just look at the number, they belong to the 027 that does not slip away. With such strength, even if you know the plans of 01 and 03 at the beginning, you still can't do anything.

After all, the top three teams have a minimum of 60 players.

At this moment, Ye Ying and Zhou Shuangshuang returned.

The eyes of the crowd lit up - they were not without a glimmer of hope. No, Zhou Shuangshuang may have another way!

As soon as Zhou Shuangshuang entered the door, she was startled by the five pairs of eyes that were particularly shining against the firelight, but in an instant, she was replaced by a good mood.

For the first time, she took the initiative to go to the fire, secretly took out two things from the inner pocket of her military training uniform, and lowered her voice: "Look! What is it? ”

The eyes of the six people sitting around suddenly widened!

- This white, soft and soft that was pinched down a few small pits by Zhou Shuangshuang's white and tender fingers......

"Steamed buns!"

Oh my God!

At this moment, everyone looks at Zhou Shuangshuang differently.

I thought it was a drag, but now it seems that it is clearly a pig and a tiger!

The environment in the last days changed suddenly, not only did not a single grass grow, but even the stored grain deteriorated one after another, and the white rice and white flour became gray and bare and smelled of corruption. Only certain special storage rooms can make such good white noodles! Their 027 squad, for a whole year, ate the standard food distributed by the base, that is, the nest head that tasted like a stone.

And Zhou Shuangshuang's appearance is obviously used to eating this kind of white steamed bun.

This alone is enough to stir up the hatred of everyone.

None of that matters these days, though.

Everyone kept swallowing their saliva, their eyes staring at the two fist-sized white steamed buns, their throats gurgling, and they had only eaten dinner, but at this time, they were hungry again.

Zhou Shuangshuang saw it in her eyes, and her heart was sour again.

When she was in high school, her classmates sometimes bought milk steamed buns, but they couldn't eat them or didn't want to eat them, and threw them around each other......

And in this world, it is a good thing that everyone can't dream of.

She didn't know if her decision today was right or wrong, Lu Feng said it so tragically, but no one could say what they would do until the last moment. But for the sake of unknown possibilities, she didn't make any efforts, and let these kind-hearted people who were willing to save her unknown identity in this terrible world just wait for the real end slowly......

She couldn't.

Her father worked so hard to bring her up, and she worked so hard to be admitted to college, not to be a scumbag with a shrunken head and a cold heart.

No matter what the future holds, she has to try hard.

As for now......

"Let's divide the steamed buns!"

She laughed, her little white face glistening in the firelight.

Several people listened to her words and looked up one after another, looking like they wanted to speak but didn't dare to say it, and their faces turned red.

Fang Xuan couldn't help but ask, "Are you serious?" Give it to us? ”

Zhou Shuangshuang nodded: "Yes, you saved me, this steamed bun, of course, we eat it together!" ”

"That ......"

Fang Xuan was a little embarrassed: "Can I touch it?" ”

Zhou Shuangshuang was stunned for a moment, and then immediately handed over the two steamed buns in his hand: "Take it." ”

And at this moment, one voice after another rang out: "I have to touch ...... too"

"It's so soft! How can there be such good noodles? It's definitely ...... very sweet."

"It's like a dream......

At this time, it doesn't matter if it's dirty or not.

After everyone had pinched it again, and even Lu Feng, who had always been the most calm, smiled and was satisfied, Zhou Shuangshuang took the steamed bun back, and in everyone's reluctant eyes, he broke it in half, and then carefully and carefully broke it one by one, and then gave it to everyone one by one.

The two steamed buns are divided into twelve portions, and the team of six people, one person has two servings, which is considered an average.

As for Zhou Shuangshuang......

"Frost, aren't you going to eat it?"

Zhou Shuangshuang smiled mysteriously: "No need, you can eat." I've eaten it before. ”

Everyone didn't particularly trust what she said, but then I thought about it: Since that person can get such a good steamed bun, Zhou Shuangshuang must not be hungry, she said that she has eaten, she must have eaten it......

Outside the window, the night was dark, and among the ruins of the broken wall, there was a faint firelight.

The night was like a monster, devouring the cries and laughter of men and women, lingering and moaning. The numb faces cut off all the unpredictable hearts one by one.

And in this small room assigned by the base, next to the vibrating bonfire, everyone cherished the two small white steamed buns in their hands, and they all fell silent with tears in their eyes.