"Click......" put away the package, Hong Tao put his head on the backpack, and put down the hood in order to prevent the searchlight from dazzling, so that his face was hidden deeply, and his breathing gradually stabilized. But the hand leaning against the wall had not been idle, and had already drawn his gun, pressed his thigh against one hand, and loaded it.

Just when he looked at the package, he always had an uneasy feeling in his heart, as if he was being targeted by wild beasts while hunting in the mountains and forests. But there are no wild beasts here, and only people can stare at them.

But I can't really feel where this person is. So he planned to come up with a plan to see what kind of way was small and lively, and the good days were just to hit the muzzle of Yuro's gun.

Five minutes...... Ten minutes...... Fifteen minutes...... The feeling was still there, but the street was silent except for the occasional searchlight, and the sound of rats walking by the base of the wall and their paws on the concrete floor could be heard not far away.

Finally, there was movement in the street corner of the black hole diagonally opposite, and several figures accurately seized the opportunity of the staggered searchlights of the north and south bodies, and their bodies quickly and silently crossed the road, and re-hid in the darkness.

"What patience!" All this was hidden from the sentry on the wooden tower, but it did not escape Hong Tao's eyes, and he quietly raised his wrist and looked at his watch, and half an hour had passed from his own sense.

Judging from the endurance of these people and their familiarity with the searchlight, I have encountered a repeat offender today, but it is too dark, and I know that the other party must be more than two people, and the specific number is not clear.

......About ten minutes later, there was a slight sound of heavy objects falling to the side and behind me.

It seems that the black shadows just now are coming at them, they ran to this side of the street, but they did not dare to approach them from the street, for fear of being discovered by searchlights, so they chose to go around the back of the house, jump over the wall and hide in the corner of the wall to steal their own things.

It's closer...... It's getting closer...... Hong Tao could probably hear the footsteps of three or four people, approaching the corner along the base of the wall. Soon, a person had already rubbed against the corner of the wall, and he could faintly hear the sound of his deliberately suppressed breathing, and he only needed to take two more steps to touch his body.

"Boom...... Boom, la-la-la-la......-la-

Soon there was heavy footsteps from the north, and it seemed that the sentry on duty was quite responsible, and he deliberately ran over to check. The result was another metal thump, and the sentry kicked a canned box to the side of the road, rolling right at Hong Tao's feet.

"Evil Sect ......" After this toss, before the sentry came, several people hiding on the side of the store had already escaped over the wall. Hong Tao didn't pretend to be asleep, reached out and picked up the canned food box, and looked at it carefully by the light of the cigarette, which was quite familiar.

During the day, as he passed through the town west of Huocheng, a young boy ran out of a high-rise building, chasing a canned luncheon meat. It stands to reason that there are a lot of cans like this, and they are not necessarily the ones that the little boy chases during the day. But as soon as he picked up the canned food box, Hong Tao felt that it was quite likely.

There's still wet grease in the canning box, which has apparently just been opened recently. If you just see a can during the day and come across the same can box at night, it is not without coincidence, but the other possibility should be greater.

"This is a favor for me!"

Putting down the oily canned food box, the corners of Hong Tao's mouth opened to the side. No matter who threw the canned food box, it had only one purpose, to sabotage the attempts of those people to steal their own things.

Whether it was the little boy or not is very likely from the distance from which the canning box was thrown. If an adult throws it, I don't dare to say that I threw it directly on my head, then I have to cross the road and throw it on the sidewalk. If it can hit the door, window or wall of the store, the sound will be louder, and the warning or alarm effect will be stronger.

If it was really the little boy who threw it, it would make sense. In the morning, he shot and killed the zombie in the town and saved the little girl who was with him. At night, the child noticed that someone was trying to steal himself, so he threw away the empty cans and called the police.

But whether these two children did it, Hong Tao really didn't have time to check, the red-robed nun almost stepped on the opening time of the shop, and handed over a plastic cover similar to a work card, on which was a jade photo of Hong Tao with his hair scattered and his eyes closed and frowning. The effect is so good that even Hong Tao himself can't recognize the person in the photo at a glance.

With this temporary pass, Hong Tao could no longer stay in the settlement, so he had to ride away on his back under Iszawi's expectant gaze, and take the two boxes of medicine out of the checkpoint by the way.

Iszawi was right, when he left the ghetto, the sentry saw the pass and only asked him to take off his hood, not even his glasses.

However, the feeling of being watched last night has returned. However, there are a lot of displaced people coming and going on the road, and there is no way to find them. I had to cross the Ili River, throw two boxes of medicine into the ditch on the side of the road in the way agreed with Iszawi, and then walk on my own.

Hong Tao pondered, it is better not to return the same way, so as not to be copied from the nest. Simply go directly south in the direction of Zhaosu, and wait until you enter the mountain and then find a path to bypass Huocheng.

After several years of experience, coupled with the foundation of previous lives and the experience of living in the mountains taught by Kerim, Hong Tao dared to assert that he was not the best, but no one could follow him in the mountains and forests without being discovered.

Sure enough, after entering the mountainous area, Hong Tao found that there were two people dressed as homeless people far behind. It's not clear who the other party is for the time being, and it's not easy to kill, which will cause alarm and even trouble, and the only way is to let them follow, and then get rid of them after following the distance they want them to reach.

In this way, when they go back, they will report to the messenger that the direction they are going in is southerly, and in turn, their nest is likely to be near Turks, Zhaosu, or even further in the mountains.

With the experience of successfully entering the Yining settlement this time, and figuring out the geographical location, checkpoint layout and basic rules here, Hong Tao felt much more at ease.

From that day until August, he continued to deliver fine-haired mutton and cheese made from goat's milk and mare's milk to the Yining base almost twice a month.

Of course, every time I would help Iszawe bring some goods in and out, at first a few times it was just taken out, but then it became more efficient and became a two-way operation. The number of follow-ups has gradually decreased, and it seems that some people have lost interest in their hard-working herders.

Iszawi would make an appointment with a person dressed as a homeless person when he was making a delivery, take something from him, and take it into the homeless area along the way.

Wait for Hong Tao to leave and take some out, and repeatedly tell him not to open the package. It looked like the first time the packages of those two boxes of medicine had been opened, and they already knew about it.

It's a pity that Krimu's daughter-in-law has never been found, not because she doesn't have enough money and goods to buy a woman, but because she has no goal at all. If the Kuitun sub-base is small in scale and has a single military purpose, it is normal for there to be a lack of female survivors.

But in a small 20,000-person homeless area like Yining, it's too much to say that you haven't met even a slightly younger woman. It's not that there are no young women, it's that there are no homeless people.

There are quite a lot of women in the base, and every day you can see nuns wearing white, red and black cloaks and big hoods coming out in a line, scattered in groups to every corner of the settlement, using small biscuits in their hands to attract the attention of children and take the opportunity to teach some religious knowledge. Whoever can recite it next time they come will get more cookies and even sugar cubes.

Slowly, Hong Tao roughly understood what was going on from the mouths of Iszawi, Zhang Pinggui and the other displaced people. Every year, the base will evict some of the residents who are old and infirm or have made mistakes, and at the same time open up some places to attract useful homeless people in the settlement, and the most easily selected are young girls and young women.