"What are you doing here?" As he was talking, Jia Guodong drove back with the three wheels on both sides. Stopped the side three wheels that were stained with mud, slapped the snow on his body a few times, and looked at Jiang Chibing, who was in rags, and asked the sentinels!

"The battalion commander, they said they were fleeing and wanted to go into town and rest for the night. But the commissar gave an order that no one should enter the town. Look," the sentry saluted Jia Guodong and said with some embarrassment. They are all soldiers who have been educated by the army, and the concept of the situation between the military and the people is still deep-rooted in their bones. I wanted to let Jiang Chibing and them in, but I didn't dare to disobey the political commissar's order. Seeing that Jia Guodong was asking about this, the sentry simply pushed the matter on him.

"Of the hundreds of brothers, there are less than a hundred left. The troops are not replenished, some people come to take refuge and refuse to leave, with the hundred people in their hands now, they want to occupy a city? Was you kicked in the head by a donkey? Jia Guodong secretly expressed dissatisfaction with the decision made by the political commissar.

"Okay, I know, I brought the people in, and they were placed in the first battalion. When the political commissar asks, you can report it truthfully. Jia Guodong said to the sentry.

"Well, that's fine." Seeing that Jia Guodong agreed to let people in, the sentry put the gun in his hand behind his back and nodded at him.

"Follow the motorcycle, don't walk around." Jia Guodong launched the three rounds of Bian, said hello to Jiang Chibing and the others, and took the lead in entering the town.

"Paralysis, they are all from the background of being soldiers, compared to Brother Cheng, why is it not such a thing?" Wei Zi wrapped the rotten cotton jacket on his body, and followed Jiang Chibing as he walked and said.

"Be quiet, you can have a place to stay tonight, you can be content." Jiang Chibing raised his foot and kicked Wei Zi, frowning and annoying.

After walking along the tire prints on the road of the town for about 10 minutes, Jiang Chibing and his party came to the front of a military camp converted from a small movie theater. Looking at the side three-wheeled car parked at the bottom of the stairs, Jiang Chibing knew that this was the place.

"Coming? Come on in. Jia Guoliang walked out of the projection room converted into a munitions depot with a clean Nizi military uniform in his hand. Looking at Jiang Chibing and the others standing in the snow, he turned his head and signaled.

Lifting the thick curtain at the door, a wave of heat rushed towards him. I closed my eyes and got used to it, and when I opened my eyes again, I realized that the seats in the screening room had been disassembled. Several bonfires are providing heat there. Plumes of green smoke were drifting out through the vents above the walls. The small stage that was supposed to be hung with a curtain was turned into a camp room. Two makeshift stoves made from gasoline drums have two pots on top of them, where gruel is cooking. The porridge is also mixed with some potatoes and green vegetable leaves, and as the man stirs unhurriedly with a large spoon, it exudes an enticing aroma.

The man looked up at Jiang Chibing, who was staring at the gruel as he walked up, grinned, turned around, grabbed a little salt from the board and sprinkled it into the pot. Then he took a big spoon and scooped a little gruel, brought it to his mouth and tasted the saltiness, smacking his mouth and looking very satisfied.

"You're all hungry, aren't you? Don't worry, the porridge is too hot. Let's wait for it to cool down for a while before eating, it's enough! Putting down the big spoon in his hand, the man lit the half of the cigarette that was clamped on his ear, and said to Jiang Chibing and the others who were looking at the pot and swallowing saliva!

"Where did you get from? How's the situation going out there now? The man took two puffs of cigarettes, brought over an empty ammunition box, sat on it and asked Jiang Chibing.

"We came to Hataguchi City and walked for more than a month. In Hataguchi City, there are no living people except for a few of us. Along the way, we traveled during the day and tried to stay in the middle of nowhere at night. There are more and more zombies, more and more" Jiang Chibing said this, he couldn't control his emotions anymore, and squatted on the ground with his hands on his cheeks and sobbed in a low voice.

"Well, what's the fuck this all about? When you come to us, young man, you don't have to be afraid of those dogs. Come on, it's time to eat! The man sighed, patted Jiang Chibing on the shoulder and persuaded him a few words, then picked up a big spoon and banged on the oil drum and shouted.

"One person has a big bowl, eat it slowly, it's not enough to serve it again." Seeing that the more than 20 people sitting around the fire began to gather around the stove, the man hurriedly took a few large bowls and served a bowl of hot vegetable porridge to Jiang Chibing and the others. When the porridge was handed to Jiang Chibing, the kind man didn't forget to remind them.

"Slow down, slow down, eat slowly if you don't want your stomach to be burned." Jiang Chibing cleaned up his mood, came to Weizi and them with a big bowl, watched a few people gobbling porridge there, and hurriedly shouted. People are hungry, and even though the porridge is very hot, they can't wait to take a bite to their mouths. The temptation of food makes them ignore the temperature of the porridge.

"This brother is right, you eat like this, your stomach will be burned later. Well, blow it first. After that, suck along the edge of the bowl, and the porridge has to be eaten like this! "There are soldiers on the side who stepped forward to teach Weizi how to drink porridge, there have been no people in the town for half a year, and there are usually no people who don't even talk nonsense. It's easy to see a few fresh faces today, and these soldiers are also happy in their hearts. The most important thing is that among the new arrivals, there are still women.

As the saying goes, if you are a soldier for three years, the sow will race the sable. I joined the army, and then I encountered a virus outbreak. Which of these soldiers is not the master who has not known the taste of meat for several years? Now that a woman was suddenly found in the camp, the hormone secretion of these twenty or so men suddenly accelerated a lot.

I have to say that men are always cheap in front of women. Although the three women in front of them have not bathed for a long time and are unkempt. But it can't stop these men, with that turbulent heart, they come in groups to offer their courtesy. Some gave half of the soap they were reluctant to use to the women, while others took out a bag of unopened mustard from their backpacks and stuffed it into the women's hands. What's more, he went directly to the munitions depot and brought a complete set of cotton clothes and pants and put them in front of the women.

"Eat slowly, there's still in the pot. Lao Wang, bake a few flatbreads, and the grain will be deducted from Lao Tzu's share! A stout man scratched his dandruff-covered head, and yelled at the lively man with his hands in front of the stove.

"Hehe, why did the sun come out of the west today? Yes, with your words, it will be done. Isn't that what a flatbread is? Would you like to put some ham in it and the onion in it? The man surnamed Wang woke up with a handful of snot, wiped his fingers on his apron and teased.

"What's there, don't talk to me." It is rare that on the issue of baking flatbread, all the soldiers are of the same opinion. Hearing that Lao Wang was neither yin nor yang there, a soldier immediately jumped up and shouted.

"It's good to have porridge, big brother, don't be busy!" Several women were polite there, blushing.

"What's the use of ordering porridge like this? Don't be polite to your brother, if you have a bite to eat, you won't be hungry sister. "There was the soldier who was so thoughtful, and as he spoke, he was ready to take the woman's hand.