In the south of Wanjia Village, Zhao Debiao slowly walked out of the house with more than a dozen villagers.

Among the villagers, there were men and women, and each of them had almost the same face on their faces, curious about the world around them.

Of course, after they saw the corpses lying on the road, the smell of blood and the impact of the picture could be imagined, and everyone's faces turned pale.

"Mr. Zhao, how long do we have to go here?"

One of the honest uncles, who had been farming all year round, had no blood on his dark-skinned face, and said hesitantly.

His name is Wan Dingquan, he is Wansheng's third uncle, and when he heard Zhao Debiao say that Wansheng was still alive, he wanted to follow Zhao Debiao out.

As soon as he walked out the door, he saw these corpses on the ground, and he even regretted his impulsiveness a little.

But now that you're out of the room, be stronger!

Zhao Debiao turned around and smiled and said, "Just on the bank of the river in your Wanjia Village, we parked a few cars there. ”

"By the river? Folks, let's hurry up and don't delay their time. ”

Wan Ding nodded happily, and hurriedly beckoned the villagers behind him to speed up their pace, and Zhao Debiao took his team members to escort everyone to the riverbank.

Wan Sheng, a young man on the bank of the river, was holding a cigarette in his hand, swallowing clouds and spitting fog, and when he heard footsteps, he hurriedly looked back.

"Xiao Sheng!"

Wan Dingquan saw the familiar figure, and his heart was also relaxed, and he couldn't help but scream.

When Wan Sheng heard the voice, he immediately turned around, threw the cigarette in his hand directly to the ground, and ran towards Wan Dingquan.

"Third uncle! What about my mother, how is my mother? ”

Wan Sheng had an excited look on his face, he was a little worried, he was behind Wan Dingquan, and he didn't see his mother.

The people behind him were all a little excited at this time, they had been locked up at home for so many days, and it was the best comfort to be able to see people close to them.

"Your mother, she...."

Wan Ding didn't say anything, but his eyes turned red, Wan Sheng still didn't hold back, when he didn't see it, he knew it might happen.

But the moment Wan Ding Quan said it, Wan Sheng felt that the sky had fallen.

He was hungry for nearly a week in the dark room of Gutai Villa, hoping to go home to see his mother, but it became like this.

Wan Sheng sat on the ground on the side, looking at the river with dull eyes, and his mouth was full of words.

Seeing this, Zhao Debiao hesitated for a moment and then stepped forward and said to Wan Dingquan:

"Uncle, we plan to go in and continue to save some people, do you want to rest here, or go in with us?"

Looking at the smile on Zhao Debiao's face, Wan Dingquan hurriedly shook his head, rejected Zhao Debiao's kindness, and decided to stay here.

Zhao Debiao didn't care, turned his head and walked towards the village.

They came here to rescue the survivors at the behest of Li Feng, but what about the real purpose, Li Feng didn't say, and Zhao Debiao could guess some.

The biggest probability may be that some fresh blood is needed to recruit some talented players, and there is another possibility, that is, to absorb some talents.

In any case, Li Feng is now his boss Zhao Debiao, and if the boss asks him to go east, it is impossible to go west.

Speaking of which, he Zhao Debiao seems to have been a second child all his life?

On the other side, Huang Gencheng and others came back with supplies, and everyone carried large bags of grain to the truck.

The most basic thing is rice, flour, grain and oil, these things are basically available in every household, and if the family becomes a zombie, the stock of these things is even larger.

They were a group of five people, and it took about two trips to empty the family's food stockpile.

Secondly, there are some pickled products that are not easy to spoil, which are also available in every family, and there is no spoilage in the slightest.

Huang Gencheng touched the sweat on his head, the amount of materials here is much richer than that of the mountain villa.

After all, the whole mountain villa will only gather some people there during the New Year's holidays, and it is good to prepare things in advance, and when it is not necessary, there will basically be no grain.

And the mountain villages on the banks of the mountain villages, but in the agricultural department, every household, and the few people who have little grain are basically young people who can't live.

Huang Gencheng and others collected two families, and they all moved them four times just to carry them, which can be seen in the grain reserves of the entire countryside.

When moving, they also found something different, that is, diesel generators.

This kind of thing, in the farmer's home, basically every household has one.

The five of them made two trips, which was really inefficient.

Huang Gencheng returned to the riverbank, this trip of transportation is really harder than killing zombies, he lit a cigarette, and said to Wansheng on the side:

"Wansheng, why don't you speak? I'm tired, so many things, when will I be able to finish moving? ”

"Brother Huang, my mother is gone."

Wansheng's eyes were empty, Huang Gencheng was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and smoked silently, and then patted Wansheng's shoulder and said:

"If you want to blame, blame this tattered world."

He is not very good at comforting people, he only knows that in this world, it is useless to say anything good, it is better to live one day at a time.

Huang Gencheng flicked the cigarette into the river, stretched his waist, and said to everyone:

"Uncles and aunts, who knows where there is a truck or something?"

Wan Dingquan glanced at it at this time, and then asked curiously:

"This little brother, what do you want the truck for?"

"I want to bring the supplies from this village to the mountain villa, this is our boss's task."

Huang Gencheng replied with a smile, but as everyone knows, this sentence made the villagers present talk about it, and one of the slightly younger men even opened his mouth to ask:

"You take away the food from our village, what do we eat?"

"Huh? You can farm. ”

Huang Gencheng touched his nose, he didn't expect this question, he was just responsible for listening to Li Feng's task.

"Farming? Why is it so easy to say? ”

The man was unforgiving, and opened his mouth again and protruded like a machine gun:

"If you take away all the food in this village, how can we have enough food to live to the end of the year? Aren't you trying to harm us?! ”

Huang Gencheng frowned, he really didn't expect such a thing, and at this moment, this group of farmers also looked at Huang Gencheng with suspicious eyes.

"Folks, let's have something to say, if we hadn't come here, would you have been able to see each other?"

After Huang Gencheng finished speaking, his scalp was also a little numb, this group of people is really difficult.

Wan Dingquan also thought for a moment, and then said:

"Then you should take this food and find a place to live with us, right?"

The meaning of his words is also very simple, it doesn't matter if you want to take away this food, but you have to raise even us people.

Wan Dingquan could also see the complexion on Wan Sheng's face, which was obviously much better than those who ate coarse grains.

Moreover, with this group of people, safety must come first, and this group of people kills zombies one by one!

Huang Gencheng naturally heard what Wan Dingquan meant, his face became a little stiff, and he hurriedly explained:

"I'm not in charge, you don't have to be impatient, when our boss comes, can you talk to our boss?"

After Huang Gencheng finished speaking, it is not to take people away, nor is it to go without leaving.