Xia Fan's big eyes stared at Xu Wanhu's small eyes, and both of them ignored one point - Liu Yu found out that there was a temple here last night, and it was impossible not to send someone to investigate.

I found so many building materials, I have already used them, and even this half-Lazi new temple is dismantled to be fine wooden beams and stone bricks, and now it is not the most necessary to build a city wall.

Demons and monsters are chaotic in the world, and the gods and Buddhas are all gone, so you still dismantle this temple and use it to block the zombies for us, and it can be regarded as a return for hundreds of years of incense money.

"Wanhu, disturb you and Miss Xia to rest, if you have nothing else to do, let's go to the headquarters first, let's have a meeting." The military walkie-talkie was still here with Xu Wanhu, and Liu Yu's voice came from inside.

Compared with before, Liu Yu's voice was a little hoarse, and he didn't know how he escaped from the bitter master.

"Telat, let's go get gasoline first." After confirming Xia Fan's opinion, Xu Wanhu started the car and drove back, and at this time the meeting was held, if there was no urgent matter, it was to share the spoils. Several spirit masters have made a lot of efforts, and when they reach this level, they need more than just food, as one of the leaders of the refuge camp, Liu Yu will not say nothing.

In order to better upgrade, the spoils have to be put first to expand the interior space of the car.

……

Back at the three-fork intersection, Xu Wanhu looked at the valley mouth more than 200 meters away, the grain trucks had left one after another, but the families of the dead were still there, and there were people wearing red sleeves doing work.

According to the original plan, the grain will be scattered and stored in multiple granaries, some of which are old granaries left over from the planned economy era, and some of which are temporarily renovated from other places.

When I went south, I encountered more than a dozen grain convoys driving north along the main road.

Seeing the divine chariots that had fought side by side, the strong men who guarded the grain greeted them warmly.

Xu Wanhu waved and smiled at them, but the speed of the car did not slow down.

He saw some of the victims' families standing on the side of the road, asking every passing grain truck about their families.

[Wuling Hongguang? It was so distinctive that it was discovered from afar, so some of the victims' families tried to stop the car.

With the plug-in of Qianhu, Xu Wanhu bypassed several family members of the victims who ran towards him without a trace.

For the strong men who died not long ago, whether they were standing up to kill the enemy before they died, or fleeing in panic, Xu Wanhu had respect.

Humanity is no longer the master of this world, and everyone who dares to stand up and fight for the survival of civilization, whether it is out of a good bite to eat or out of the noble values of protecting civilization, they deserve respect.

Perhaps in the pen of a certain storyteller many years later, the day after the catastrophe, nearly 1,000 civilians who participated in the foraging plan of the Dawanggu refuge camp will use the name "Zhuangding", which confuses the sense of the times, as a collective name, and then the life and death they experienced will finally be lightly brushed over with inconspicuous pen and ink.

But to every family, they are neither a number in Zhou Minhan's demographic books, nor one of the strong men in the pen of the future storyteller. They are fathers, husbands, sons, brothers, and best friends, with their own stories and lives, not just the commoner in the protagonist's story......

"Wanhu monkey, why are you crying? Do you want beef jerky? I just flipped through a pack. Xia Fan interrupted Xu Wanhu's emotion.

Not far away in the sky, a lightning bolt streaked, followed by a deafening thunderclap, after the apocalypse, the first rain of Shuangfeng arrived......

Heavy rain washed away the stench in the air and kicked off a new battle.

……

Ten minutes later.

Dawang Valley Refuge Camp Emergency Headquarters - Dawang Primary School Office Building Conference Room.

"Smack!" Liu Yu slapped the table heavily.

This is a conference table made up of a dozen desks, and the rural primary school has limited funds, so it can only deal with it.

"No! I disagree! If you join my ranks, you are my soldiers! Liu Yu's voice was a little hoarse.

"How can you destroy the relationship with the superior organization because of a child who is in trouble?" It was Deputy Mayor Zhou Minhan who spoke, and after a morning rest, his spirits were much better, but after a pause, he still revealed a sense of exhaustion.

"Little children? It was this kid who brought us back three tankers full of fuel! Comrade Zhou Minhan! You are no longer the deputy mayor of Shuangfeng City, but the chief civil commander of the Dawanggu Refuge Camp. We are all tied to the chariot of the Great King Valley Refuge Camp now, and the first consideration must be the interests of the Great King Valley! Liu Yu's fingers kept poking at the table.

Before Xu Wanhu came in, this dispute had been going on for a while, and after listening to it for a while, he knew the reason for the matter.

The incident was related to the Chaoge who wanted to take his dog's life, and what this kid did was actually not wrong at all in Xu Wanhu's opinion.

Even, it greatly meritos.

The sections of the fuel group are all villages, which are more sparsely populated than the foraging group, and a large number of zombies are taken away by the zombie tide, and the rest are scattered wandering zombies.

Ordinary zombies walk slowly, and they don't see evolved zombies, so it can be said that the journey is smooth.

Three tanker trucks surveyed by drones were also found, one intact, and two broke down after the impact and were quickly leveled by the mechanic.

There was a lot of traffic jams at the gas station, more zombies roaming, cars were towed away, and zombies were easily run over by tanks and infantry vehicles.

Then it's oil-filled, oil-filled, oil-filled.

Here we are, and it's still going well.

The problem lies in the return trip.

A psychic appears to attack the convoy and attempt to steal the tanker.

The parasitic object of this parasitic is his own legs, that is, he has been strengthened in speed.

The soldiers couldn't catch him, and then, Chaoge, who was going to take Xu Wanhu's dog's life, made a move.

Before Xu Wanhu, the life of the spirit master's dog was taken by Chaoge, and the lives of his companions were also taken away.

The fuel fleet suffered no damage, except for the injury of drivers.

But before they could return to the Great King Valley, Zhou Minhan, who was sleeping, and Liu Yu, who was surrounded by the bitter master, both received inquiries from the Taishan City Emergency Headquarters.

The group of oil thieves killed by Chaoge were sent by the Taishan City Emergency Command to collect fuel.

According to the statement of the Taishan City Emergency Command, all resources should be uniformly distributed by the higher-level command, and the subordinates cannot do their own thing.

"These superior masters, do they still regard themselves as officials? For the sake of resources, there will be competition between different evacuation camps in the future, who cares about your superiors and subordinates? The magic voice Wang Yi held his mouth and complained to Xu Wanhu in a low voice.

"If you have the ability, come and grab it." The head of the piano god echoed.

"Wanhu, what do you think?" Xu Wanhu, who was counting the early words on the desk, was named by Liu Yu.