(PS: Since yesterday's click broke 5000, according to the gambling contract, today will add a more chapter, this chapter, to ensure the quality and quantity.) August 3, 2024Muqi Town Muqi is a very small town, although the railway line runs through the town, and there is a small railway station in the town, but this is a small station that only stops twice a week during the civilization period, and only stops for 3 minutes each time, but today it is particularly lively.

After intensive construction by the workers, more than a dozen railroad tracks were added to the Muqi station, which was used for the reversing of the train. The original desolate station is now parked with 12 trains, and groups of soldiers get off the train with neat steps, and there are intermittent gunshots outside the station from time to time, which is to clean up the sound of zombies attracted by the roar of the train.

More than 100 kilometers from here, they reached the control of the enemy forces, so the army led by gunpowder had to stop here, rest for a while, and take a car or other means of transport to the front line. In order to prevent the railway from getting too far forward and being discovered by the enemy, it will be destroyed and cut off its own supply lines.

The logistics force has begun to build fortifications around the town, both to defend against zombies and to prevent a possible sneak attack by enemy forces, although this is very unlikely. For a long time to come, this small station will become a transit point for supplies in the rear and a starting point for the migration of refugees from the front.

Tanks, armored vehicles, personnel carriers and trucks towing field guns lined up on the almost deserted road in front of the railway station. The soldiers searched for the vehicles to ride in their squad according to their numbers, the infantry of the Tanbu Division all sat on the shells of tanks, and the Panzer Division was equipped with special armored vehicles and personnel carriers. The motorized infantry division travels on trucks, off-road vehicles, all-terrain vehicles, and the artillery sits on the shells of self-propelled guns, or sits on cannons, which are towed by the trucks of the motorized infantry divisions.

After seeing that everything was ready, Gunpowder stood on the roof of a command vehicle, waved his hand, and the military vehicles slowly moved forward, more than 100 kilometers ahead, and after more than three hours in the car, it would be the place where they fired the first shot.

Today is the day of handing over military rations again, all the people in Dagong Village are looking at a group of soldiers who walked into the village with weapons in their hands, they really have no food, all the things they can eat have been eaten, and some people even eat their own children, the old people in the family, and even more extreme open the grave to eat the corpses that were buried before and did not completely decompose, and now what is there for these soldiers to use as military food?

These soldiers scolded and searched around the village, and after finding nothing, they began to focus on the girls in the village, of course, they would not take these girls away, they needed food, they just wanted to sleep for nothing.

It was not the first time that these girls had been abused by these soldiers, maybe the first time, the second time they would have resisted, but after the third time, the fourth time, countless times, they didn't even have the idea of resisting. Since the black, white, and red flags did not hate a clear territorial division except for the blue flag, which had already gone, many villages faced the embarrassment of soldiers from more than one warlord coming to collect taxes.

And Dagong Village is one of the most tragic villages in it, because the three warlords of their village will send people to collect taxes. Therefore, every time a soldier came to collect taxes, the girls in the village would sleep once, and after many times, the girls themselves could not count how many men they had slept with. Of course, they are not usually chaste martyrs, as long as someone can give her half of the nest, she can sleep with her once, which is so cheap, even prostitutes-women are not as good.

As usual, the soldiers took the prettiest women in the village and dragged them into the house, and half an hour later the soldiers all came out of the house with their trousers in their hands, followed by the women who had long since been dressed as if nothing had happened.

The soldiers gathered and boasted to each other about how brave they had just been, and how energetic the little lady was writhing her ass on the bed, and slowly walked out of the village. However, just as they reached the entrance of the village, suddenly a piercing scream became clearer and clearer from afar, and the group of soldiers looked around blankly, and the cannonball told the unique sound of tearing the air through the sky, and this group of soldiers who could only shoot with shotguns and could not kill a single person for half a day naturally did not hear it.

While they were still circling in circles, looking for the source of the sound, there was a loud "boom", and a puff of smoke rose from the place where they had been standing, and the whole earth trembled. The villagers opened their mouths wide and looked at everything that had just happened at the entrance of the village, the group of soldiers who were still in their village just now were all gone, leaving only a pit with a diameter of 3 meters and half as deep as yours, and the pit was surrounded by stumps and broken remains, and the people who were far away could barely save half of their bodies.

Heavy shells fired by self-propelled guns have to be reimbursed even if a tank takes a hit, let alone a person. Just when the villagers were still stunned at the entrance of the village, the sound of "boom" gradually came from afar.

"Look, south." A villager screamed loudly, not at all like the voice of someone who had not had a full stomach after months of hunger.

All the villagers looked to the south, only to see the small hills in the distance, behind the green grass, one after another tanks jumped out from behind the hills, and the ground between the tanks was densely packed with a large number of soldiers. All the soldiers were dressed in yellow camouflage, wore steel helmets with goggles and night vision devices, bulletproof vests with magazines and grenades. The soldiers not only held rifles in their hands, but also had a pistol in their pouches on their thighs, protective gear on their elbows, knees, wrists, and other parts, and cowhide mountain combat boots on their feet. All the soldiers carried a large backpack with blankets, quilts, clothes, shovels and other marching necessities on their backs.

All of this is clearly telling the villagers in front of them that this is a regular army, not comparable to the three militias in the north who set themselves up as kings and pretended to be the army with a shotgun. It's just that they have never seen the red background black unicorn flag hanging on the antenna high on the tank.

In the worried eyes of the villagers, the army slowly drove to the front of the village, the villagers were not afraid, everyone was afraid, but they did not dare to run, and they could not run, and the two-legged ones could not outrun their wheels, besides, they really had nothing to grab for them. At most, those beautiful women in the village will sleep again, if the last time they were slept with thousands of people, they were helpless, then the soldiers of the army in front of them wanted to sleep with them, they would definitely be very happy, and they would take out all their work to serve them well. Because the army in front of you is not one of those poor ghosts who carry a shotgun on their backs and hang around outside every day, maybe they can exchange it for two white-flour steamed buns.

This strange army soon surrounded the whole village, and all the villagers were gathered in a small square in the village, looking at the expressionless and cold eyes of the soldiers around them, and the hideous muzzles on the tanks, the villagers were terrified, but they did not even dare to resist.

Just when the villagers were about to collapse from the fear in their hearts, a tank drove quickly in front of them, the roof of the car opened, and a young officer got out and asked loudly: "Which is the head of this village?" ”

An old man with gray hair walked out tremblingly and said in a low voice: "I am the village chief of this village, Master Jun, there is really no food in our village." ”

I saw that the officer smiled at him slightly, and said softly: "Uncle, you misunderstood, we are not here to collect grain, we are the people of the 5th Tanbu Division and the 2nd Regiment of the Chinese People's Free Federation Army, from today onwards, you will be liberated." ”