In this world, there are a few people who are good and evil. Most of the people are ordinary people. There are small goods and small evils. You give him an opportunity to be good, and it manifests itself as good; You give him an opportunity to be evil, and he behaves as evil. Therefore, evil is not forgiven, but good is guided.

- Excerpt from Shock's "Mein Kampf"

"There is a kind of kindness, called masochistic kindness, I have seen a lot of it in the years of being a policeman, and you are not uncommon to see Tian Rong, right?"

Tian Rong's head was still on the bald shoulder, and she blinked, she had indeed seen a lot. Not only have I seen it, but many people in society like to mislead others in this way, such as those unbridled forgiveness, and muddy forgiveness, etc.

Of course, a bald head would not be so ignorant. If someone had been with him at the time, maybe they would have defended the cannibalistic men: they were too hungry to stand it...... They won't do that in the future...... People, learn to be tolerant......

"I'm definitely not going to give these people another chance to do evil, it's supposed to be the police's business, but where are the police at that time."

took out a gun and carried it in his hand, and walked over with a bald head and a black face. The refugees all knew that the big bare-headed man was the organizer of this migration, and they stood up with a sneer, a look of flattery, and one pointed to the woman in the pot and on the ground, and said.

"Big brother, head soup, you come and taste it first, it tastes good, if you want to have fun, brother go get some water to wash this woman clean, or get two women again, what do you think?"

didn't say anything, the bald head walked to a position of almost four or five meters, didn't say a word, raised his hand, aimed, pulled the trigger, and moved without the slightest hesitation, he didn't want to speak, even if it was just talking to these men, he would feel that it was an insult to himself.

The sound of gunfire echoed in the night sky, and the distant migration procession was shaken, and there was some commotion there. But after a few minutes, it was quiet again, and piles of bonfires were lit along the road, which was also a contingency designed by the bald head, and if a bandit attacked the migration team, this light was enough for the soldiers to shoot from dozens of meters away, or to warn or engage in battle.

Soon, Tian Rong came over with a few soldiers, and there was still a distance between them, and the bald head shouted angrily.

"I shot just now, it's okay, let someone bring a blanket."

Tian Rong was stunned for a moment, waved her hand and asked a soldier to hurry back to get the blanket, there was still a blanket in her backpack, I think the bald head said this, otherwise where to find the blanket, it would have been divided by the refugees a long time ago.

When Tian Rong passed, she saw the corpse by the fire for the first time, and then saw the woman in her bald arms. The bald head had already taken off his coat and covered the woman, but the woman had been in a trance, and her mouth was still repeating the sentence "Don't eat my child", Tian Rong felt oozing when she heard it.

Briefly told Tian Rong about the situation just now, the pot was still rolling, and several soldiers came up to take a look, and immediately ran out a few steps one by one, squatting on the ground and vomiting wildly.

Tian Rong is a little better, although she also feels a little sick to her stomach, but she can still hold it down. She took the woman in the bald hand, and it was always more convenient for the woman to persuade the woman.

A few yells at a few fighters, to be honest, the bald head was a little contemptuous of the previous army training methods. Don't say anything about folding quilts and walking right is training discipline, the bald head thinks it's all shit. Whether a force is strong or not depends on its combat effectiveness, its ability to fight the enemy on the battlefield, not to give it to a general if it sings well, which makes those dead martyrs embarrassed.

Although several soldiers stood up, their legs were obviously still a little weak, their faces were pale, the whole person was fluttering, and they didn't care so much about their bald heads, and the order was issued directly.

"Go to two people, dig a pit a kilometer away, and the rest, get all the pots and rags on the ground and bury them, and keep this matter secret after you go back, if Lao Tzu hears who leaks it, Lao Tzu will bury him directly."

Three days later, when the team walked to a viaduct, the woman suddenly broke free from Tian Rong's care, rushed to the edge of the bridge and jumped without looking back.

This incident stimulated the bald head and Tian Rong very deeply, and the two of them didn't talk much for several days. However, from that day on, the entire refugee contingent was tightened by the bald heads, and it was no longer the previous situation where they could come and go whenever they wanted.

Then, except for the items that need it at any time, such as the cover, all other materials are collected and managed, and after being verified by the soldiers one by one, they are distributed on time every day according to the actual needs.

"However, our preparation is still quite inadequate, when we set off from Anxi, it is still June, the hottest season of the year, I didn't expect that we have only been walking for more than a month, and before the end of July, the climate outside has completely changed......

This is something that no one expected, and nuclear war will not only bring about a major change in the geographical environment, but in fact, the first thing should be the climate. Anxi is inland, so he didn't realize it much at first, but it was too late when he realized it.

After the unified management, the walking speed has increased somewhat, of course, from time to time among the refugees people die, hunger is nothing, the main thing is that there is no cure for the sick.

There are doctors, and there is no shortage of doctors among so many refugees, but there is a lack of medicine. The bald head personally led the soldiers of the base to search several county towns along the way, whether it was supermarkets or pharmacies, they were basically empty, and the residents of the county had already swept away these places.

This is quite bearable, and after the speed increases, the second half of the month is almost the first month's journey, which adds up to nearly a thousand kilometers. The bald head was happy at that moment, and at this rate, plus finding a little shortcut, the team could hopefully reach its destination in more than a month.

"I am sure that I will take them to the national security headquarters, the national security warehouse is not open by anyone, I also checked the information center of the base before leaving to find a way to open it, and there are not many people in the national security headquarters, if the materials in several warehouses are only consumed by the people of the national headquarters, it will take at least hundreds of years to consume it."

Maybe it was poured out, the bald expression relaxed a lot, and he was even in the mood to pick up the beer and touch it with Xiao Ke and Xiao Gou, but before he could bring the beer can to his mouth, Tian Rong reached out and grabbed it, took a big sip of it himself, and said with a smile.

"You keep talking about me, I'll just help you drink."

……

Of course, no matter how short the supplies are, you can always find some on the road. Supermarkets and pharmacies are gone, and there are always some convenience stores because the owners are in a hurry to evacuate, or they were originally closed and not open, and the owners did not come later, so although the refugee team is hard, they still survive day by day.

It's just that one morning, after the bald head was woken up by the cold, he walked out of the tent and was stunned.

The sky was covered with small pieces of black things, some of the tents were already stacked with a thick layer, and some of the refugees who were sleeping on the side of the road without tents were covered by the black things, except for the arch of a human figure, but there was no movement.

"I thought it was the mud in the ruins blown by the wind somewhere, although I felt very cold, but I still didn't pay much attention, I squatted down, grabbed a handful, and instantly felt the biting cold in my palm, I knew that it was snow, black snow."

The snow reduced the refugee team by nearly a third, most of them froze to death, and they were covered by the snow in their sleep, knowing that they were dead and did not wake up.

The rest of the people spent three days digging the grave, and the road was the densest area of graves, and countless refugees who had lost their loved ones wailed in agony.

Several soldiers on night duty at the base were also frozen to death, and they all froze to death at the observation point they were guarding.

The road ahead was even more difficult, the weather was getting worse and worse, and there was heavy snow and rain all day long, and even the rain was black, which made those who wanted to receive a little rain to drink lose hope.

With the advent of winter, the refugee contingent has been reduced again, and the number of people has been unstoppably reduced. No one knows why the temperature has dropped to more than minus 10 degrees Celsius before August, and it continues to drop.

It was more than 1,000 kilometers again, and the time had already entered November, and there were less than 3,000 people left in the bald group of refugees, who were still trudging in the snow.

"We have no way back, and we can't go back...... I have an unshirkable responsibility for the death of so many people......"

When he talked about this, his bald head was a little dull, and he had been pressing this matter in his heart and didn't want to think about it, but he had always been haunted by nightmares, and he often woke up in the middle of the night sweating profusely in a daze.

"Do you want to take a break?"

Xiao Ke persuaded him, the bald head just shook his head, he didn't want to say half of it, and there was no need for it. Moreover, it is at least not so depressing to say it, although it is no less uncomfortable.

"During that time, we couldn't find food, I thought it was cold and maybe the food would last longer, but ......"

After a series of raids through several hungry towns, the refugee team's supply team had not collected a single piece of food for several days, except for the pitiful biscuits that had been soaked in snow and collapsed.

Because of the abnormal change in the climate, the soldiers at the base also lost half of their personnel, and the bald head had no choice but to select some stronger men from the refugees to form several "material search teams", which were scattered in different directions every day and withdrawn according to the specified time.

In the beginning, because of the large number of people, there were relatively more things to be found, and sometimes you could even find some frozen meat, such as chicken wings, chicken feet, pig's trotters, lamb chops, etc.