Section 309 Farms
Yang Qingguo stared blankly into her eyes.
Liu Fengping said these words to him many times. But no matter at any time, it failed to produce the strong magic that it is now. There was a kind of longing in the depths of those beautiful eyes like a spring, crossing the age line between the two people, forgetting the difference in time. Yang Qingguo couldn't resist this charm at all, and the embankment that had been shackling for many years collapsed in an instant, and he couldn't help but meet it.
"You're a good guy and I don't want to lose you. We...... Should be together ......"
She muttered, with a little crying, her eyes were a little hazy, she took the initiative to raise her head, and her warm and pale red lips slowly moved closer to Yang Qingguo's side.
No man can resist this temptation.
What's more, this is still a woman that Yang Qingguo has secretly liked for many years, and it is completely due to the constraints of environment and age, as well as moral constraints, that he can't get close to.
He was completely involuntary, or rather the brain lost the ability to think.
As soon as the two lips were close together, Liu Fengping stretched out her arm, hooked it up, and wrapped it around Yang Qingguo's neck.
An unprecedented sense of excitement exploded in Yang Qingguo's body. It was a love that was far better than a marriage in name only, and the tip of the warm tongue was flexibly drilled and rippled in his mouth. For many years, Yang Qingguo had never had such intimate contact with other women, his hands slowly and involuntarily slid down, completely controlled by desire and passion, and moved to Liu Fengping's waist. Through the thin cashmere sweater, with the tremor caused by the excitement of anticipation, caressing the beautiful body curves of the lover.
Tears instantly wet Liu Fengping's eyes.
She felt that this moment was worth it even if she was dead.
In college, he has rejected countless male courtships and countless roses. They always use all kinds of excuses to invite themselves, and a few guys want to use their power to threaten to achieve their goals...... It's all gone. No matter what the eyes, indifference, ridicule, and flattery have been encountered, they are all meaningless at this moment. I finally got the man I wanted, I will always love him, and he will treat me as the one he loves the most. There is no doubt about that.
The lips of the two men did not separate for a long time. Yang Qingguo felt that the hand he was holding by Liu Fengping began to move again, pressing directly on her chest. The roundness and softness of the hand is exciting, and it strongly stimulates the desire to commit violent crimes. Yang Qingguo heard a heavy gasp erupting from his nostrils, and saw Liu Fengping's face as red as blood.
The meaning of that represents is self-evident, and time should be completely frozen at this moment.
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This is a night exclusive to Liu Fengping and Yang Qingguo.
Luo Kuan's previous words were just out of ridicule.
He was already fond of joking.
Liu Tianming left them plenty of private space.
The convoy stayed here to rest until they had unleashed their passion and everything was calm.
Cao Xinneng felt uneasy about getting the injection in advance. He was very happy, and he also felt a little sorry for Liu Fengping for doing this. This honest miner's squad leader kept chattering, and was finally dragged to drink by the tired Huang He.
At 8:47 a.m. in the evening, Liu Tianming received an urgent message from Liao Qiu from the northwest base. He can now control the space station, guiding signals within a specified range. In this sense, as long as Liao Qiu wants to find someone, the other party will definitely not be able to hide.
"Chief, you need to find a place to live as soon as possible."
Liao Qiu's tone was very serious: "In the next few days, the temperature will drop significantly. I advise you not to stay in the wild, it's dangerous to do that. β
Liu Tianming was a little strange: "What's the matter, there is a snowstorm again?" β
"It doesn't have to snow, but the temperature definitely gets very cold."
Liao Qiu corrected: "From tomorrow, the wind speed will increase. It is estimated that I will not be able to come in the short term, so I will stay at the northwest base for the time being. β
Liu Tianming's brows furrowed. He doesn't like the feeling that things are out of control. Although only because of the weather, this is also out of control.
The Northwest Base has a complete weather forecasting equipment, and it is almost impossible to go wrong with this kind of thing. What's more, Liao Qiu is still a team member who has injected his own blood.
After thinking about it for a moment, Liu Tianming asked seriously: "How long will this cooling last?" β
"It's impossible to predict for the time being."
Liao Qiu's answer was a bit depressing: "It's winter, and the weather is only getting colder." You'd better find a place to stay and wait a while. I will keep an eye on the weather and get in touch with you in a timely manner. β
That's all there is to it.
Liu Tianming smiled bitterly and nodded: "Okay!" That's it for now. I'll be in touch when we find a place to stay. Also, you have to be more careful over there. β
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The number of vehicles and personnel in the ranks has increased.
In the morning, when the convoy was back on the road, Liu Tianming had already completed the statistical work.
In addition to Liu Fengping and Yang Qingguo, there are also Qi Yuanchang's old subordinates Lei Ping and Yan Haobo, who have not yet been injected with immunization agents, and there are also twenty-eight followers of ordinary human bodies in the team.
"Followers", this is Liu Tianming's general term for those people.
These people can't tell if they're loyal or not, and they're not sure how long they'll be able to follow them. They follow the team for many reasons, whether it's because they're hungry or they want to be safe. Each of them had blood on their hands: Liu Tianming deliberately threw Qian Xiao and others on the bus and gave them to the corpses as snacks. Although the binding effect of moral laws is almost non-existent, they are in some way tied to the team when they do this kind of thing.
With these people, a lot of things will be easier and simpler.
The scope of inquiries is increasing, and the team's overall offensive and defensive capabilities are being strengthened. From among them, more core team members can be generated. As long as they are obedient and honestly obey orders, Liu Tianming does not mind injecting several of them when the number of immunization drugs is sufficient.
Among them, there may be careerists with a heart similar to the heart of Qian Xiao. Liu Tianming will not be merciful about this, and will deal with one if he finds one. Since the outbreak of the virus, he has killed many people, and his mind and thinking logic are changing with the environment.
It is not known exactly who the next one will be.
However, the next one will definitely not be the last.
From Xichang to Leshan, the highway is still impassable. It is still the same old way as before, detouring from other places.
A man who had come out to explore the road stood on the side of the road waving, and a motorcycle was parked next to it. Liu Tianming drove the off-road vehicle to a close stop, poked his head out of the window, and asked, "What's wrong, is there something wrong?" β
He remembered this guy called "Xie Kun". Coming all the way from the Champs-ΓlysΓ©es, the other party's performance made Liu Tianming quite satisfied.
Xie Kun was wearing a thick cotton coat, he was carrying an assault rifle on his back, turned sideways, and pointed towards a faint building in the distance: "Boss, there is a suitable place to live over there." But the door was closed, and it couldn't be opened. β
Liu Tianming understood the meaning of Xie Kun's words: "Is there someone inside?" β
Xie Kun nodded: "It should be a lot." I heard someone talking inside, in a very small voice. β
Liu Tianming smiled faintly: "The weather is getting colder and colder, and we need a place to live." Go ahead and we'll be there soon. β
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It's a farm, at least as it seems.
The main road connects the small road, and the quality of the cement paved path is obviously much better than the main road. Its pavement is not cracked, and there are no mottled and tattered tarmac pits. The more than six-meter-wide road was overgrown with weeds on both sides, most of which had withered and yellowed, and only a few proudly raised their green chests in the cold wind.
At the end of the road stand several low-rise buildings. The exterior style is obviously biased towards Western-style western-style buildings, but a Chinese-style cornices roof is added in a nondescript manner. About 300 meters from the building, there is a fence made of wire. This thing is sturdy, keeping out all creatures that can't cross and fly.
There are large black ruts on the concrete pavement. It looks like dried blood, or some kind of special paint that can't be washed off by rain. Dry animal feces and bone fragments were everywhere, almost crushed to slag, but they couldn't continue to stench.
When they left Xichang, they got a couple of motorcycles. It was a high-end car dealership, and the motorcycles in the window looked very valuable. The merchant used a cardboard billboard to card to the seat of the car, and the picture showed a burly black ghost with muscles all over his body, wearing sunglasses and a cold face.
Xie Kun also likes sunglasses. Although he was thin and not sturdy by any means, he got a motorcycle from the store and a pair of men's sunglasses from a promotional giveaway bag next to him. At that time, Xie Kun paid special attention to the price, and the pair of glasses was worth more than 4,000 yuan. I wonder if it's true? Or is it a deliberate gimmick by motorcycle merchants?
At present, the team is not short of fuel, get a few motorcycles, expand the search area, Liu Tianming is in favor of this matter. As Xie Kun approached the low buildings at the end of the trail as he had ordered, he was followed by two other motorcyclists. Like Xie Kun, they are all "followers" in the team.
Looking at the close distance, running at a speed of 40 kilometers per hour, it still took more than ten minutes to reach the destination. Just as Xie Kun slowed down and was about to find a place to stop in front of the gray two-story building in front of him, he only heard a "whoosh" sound in the air, and then saw a bow and arrow with white tail feathers flying from directly in front of him, obliquely inserting into the grass about five or six meters away from him.
On the rooftop of the second floor, which was originally empty, a young man armed with a bow and arrows appeared.
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