330 Is that them?

"I don't know who they are, I don't know how many people there are, they often arrest people with us, and when they catch them, they kill and eat meat, and they leave when they are finished, and they don't catch much, one or two at a time, sometimes they will let go of a few if they catch more, and I was let go once, there are not many people with guns, and every time they come out, they take a few with them, and the rest of them are armed with spears and pikes."

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang always felt that the group of people was not simple, they had their own goals and plans, not to catch more, and if they caught too much, they would put the people back who were caught, like they raised the people in this mountainous area on this barren rocky mountain, and if they wanted to eat meat, they came to kill one and eat it, and the other survivors put it on this ground and let them find food to feed themselves.

"Do you know where they came from?"

"They have a car, and they have a dog that can look for people, and we will be found when we hide, and then they don't hide, but they like to eat people who are hidden......"

Hearing this, Zhang Xiaoqiang took out the hemostatic powder and handed it to a team member to give medicine to the boy, and walked outside, already thinking about how to find this group of people to kill and how to let them die.

Yang Ke'er, Yuan Yi and Shangguan Qiaoyun all got under the car, three team members with rifles were on guard in the distance, and the truck driver handed a kettle to the boy who was sitting on the side of the road holding a compressed biscuit and eating wildly, the boy was choked by the dry compressed biscuit and rolled his eyes, he took the kettle and unscrewed the lid and handed it to the middle-aged woman sitting next to him wearing a quilt.

The woman was also choked and rolled her eyes, took the kettle and poured it wildly, and then handed it to the boy next to her, the boy was skinny, and the woman looked sick, I really don't know how they survived.

The boy wanted to return the kettle to the driver, but the driver didn't give it to the boy, and when the boy turned around, Zhang Xiaoqiang's words reached his ears.

"Do you want to be a soldier?"

The boy was a little at a loss, he turned his head to look at his mother, but the driver standing on the side was anxious for him, now the whole base knows that there is only one chance to be a soldier, if he misses this opportunity, the boy wants to be a soldier only in the next life.

"I won't feed two people in vain, your mother is sick and can't work, you have to support two people by yourself, your mother's medicine still has to be earned by you, only being a soldier can feed your mother and treat him."

The older driver finally couldn't help but say it, he also liked a pure filial boy, and when he saw the boy looking at him, he continued:

"Even if you die, you are still a martyr, and the base will support your mother for the rest of your life......"

"I ...... I should be, as long as I treat my mother, even if I want to kill someone, I will do ......."

Seeing the perseverance on the boy's face, the middle-aged driver laughed, and then he smiled and looked at the boy and said: "You have to remember that the outside world is either you kill people, or people kill you, you must not be soft, your mother wants to eat meat, you have to use good medicine, you have to rob it, you know......"

Listening to the middle-aged driver instigating a pure child to kill someone, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little speechless, and what the driver said was not wrong, Zhang Xiaoqiang's population was almost all robbed, and he killed a lot of people, people outside the base, as well as deserters and rioters in the base, now this is the world.

With a familiar guide to lead the way, Zhang Xiaoqiang's small convoy found more than 20 people one after another, these people are all old residents on this side, and after looking for it, they didn't find that anyone had eaten human flesh, so Zhang Xiaoqiang took them back.

It's still the bumpy dirt road, it's still the monotonous stone mountain, although I'm already familiar with the road, but the speed of going back is slower than when I came, a big truck behind is full of people, not to mention, even the warrior military vehicle is also crowded with people, and the vehicle is afraid of driving fast and rolling over, so it has to drive out of the mountain in a flash.

Yang Keer, who was sitting on Zhang Xiaoqiang's lap in order to save space, kept complaining to Zhang Xiaoqiang, today she was bumped by the car in addition to sleeping, it was not interesting at all, who else could she talk to except Zhang Xiaoqiang?

As Yankel complained, the small village at the mouth of the canyon appeared in Zhang Xiaoqiang's sight, and the fatigue of several hours was finally coming to an end.

"Brother Cockroach, counting the people you brought back, we got a total of more than 400 people back today, including seventeen or eighteen children, ranging in age from 3 to 12 years old, but they are all hungry and deformed, pitiful."

Zhang Huai'an stood beside Zhang Xiaoqiang and reported to Zhang Xiaoqiang, while Zhang Xiaoqiang watched hundreds of ragged men and women sitting silently on the ground and looking at the cauldron of porridge boiling in the distance.

"By the way, the team members who went out today encountered one thing......"

Today, except for Zhang Xiaoqiang, the other convoys have made great gains, some of the survivors on both sides of the highway have been led out by the military vehicles that honked their horns, and the members of the military vehicles recorded the number of survivors, gave a little food and continued to shrink forward.

As a result, they saw two groups of people exchanging things in a farmland, and when they saw the military vehicles, they fled one after another, and the strange behavior of the survivors attracted the attention of the team members, and as a result, several vehicles were outflanked in front and behind, and none of these people escaped after a few gunshots.

The team members asked some prisoners, but no one dared to say that Zhang Xiaoqiang's team members were not the People's Liberation Army, and some people couldn't stand the fight after a few rifle butts, so they said everything...... More than forty men and women squatted in a corner with their heads in their hands, and on each side of the corner was a heavy machine gun with the thick black muzzle pointed at them, and the smell of porridge in the distance reached these people, some of them looked up and sniffed the fragrance in the air, sniffing and sniffing a few people who wanted to stand up.

"Tata Tata Ta ......" a burst of heavy machine gun bullets carved out a uniform row of eye-catching eyes on the brick wall next to these people, these people were hit in the face by the flying fragments of the wall bricks, covered their faces and fell to the ground and howled, the miserable howl made those who looked up to smell the fragrance bury their heads lower, and some of the less courageous squatted on the ground and were scared of feces and urine.

"Is that them?" Zhang Xiaoqiang stood by a machine gun with a serious face and looked at these people squatting on the ground, without any blame for the team members shooting.

"Yes, it's them, we didn't know what to do with them and we caught them all."

Zhang Huai'an glanced at the dozens of men and women, and spat on the ground beside him, obviously these people made him extremely despised.

"Find out their parents, and I'll ask if their hearts are really a stone."

Two cowering women and a man with a panicked face stood in front of Zhang Xiaoqiang.

"And another? Isn't there a total of four? ”

"This, Brother Cockroach is like this, I asked, and there is a father and mother who are all dead, but it is not easy to start in the same village, this time I am going to change it together."

Zhang Xiaoqiang waved his hand and looked at the three people in front of him, these people are not very old, the oldest is less than thirty, women in the countryside get married very early, and it is not strange that they have children of seven or eight years old.