Chapter 78: Someone Fights Ahead
Song Jinhe understood the worries in his heart, the situation is indeed not good now, and burning, killing and looting incidents occur from time to time.
Although the danger has not yet spread to the area around Building 3, as long as they go out, there is a certain chance that they will encounter those black-hearted things.
"Don't worry about the two of us, we can leave tonight and try to get back before dawn."
Song Jinhe raised his hand to wipe his sweat: "But there is one thing, when we are not there, you must try your best to protect the stability of Building 3, and don't let those with bad intentions get in." ”
Xu Qingkang naturally knew that Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai were capable, and if they wanted to transform the generator, these materials were indispensable, so someone had to go out and take risks.
"Why don't you take a few people with you? More people will definitely be safer. ”
Song Jinhe waved his hand and refused: "There are more people, the target is more obvious, and it is easier to be targeted, just let the two of us go." ”
Joke, insulation and generators are so easy to find these days? She had gone out just to get the generator and insulation out of the space for a proper reason.
If she really brought someone out, then she probably wouldn't be so easy to hide from people.
Seeing that she insisted that Xu Qingkang did not continue to persuade, he knew the strength of Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai, since the two of them were sure, then he had nothing to say.
After discussing these things, Song Jinhe got up and went back to 1802, the indoor temperature was extremely comfortable, and compared with the high temperature outside, it was simply a heavenly existence.
She sat on the sofa on her stomach and poured a glass of water a little tiredly.
"Let's go out tonight, I want to find out what is going on in Yuncheng now."
The official did not send any officers and soldiers to deal with the current situation, and there are some dangerous people entrenched in all parties in Yuncheng, and she also needs to find out their truth in advance, so that she can deal with it in time when Building 3 is targeted in the future.
Cheng Qianhuai naturally understood what she meant: "No problem, it's just that now the water level has dropped, and there are a lot of dirty things floating in the water."
Your rubber boat is likely to be scratched if you rush into the water, how can we get out? ”
He knew that Song Jinhe couldn't stand the dirt in the water, so he naturally had to discuss the tools for going out tonight in advance.
If she could agree, he could have made a sturdier raft, which would seep through the cracks, but would be safer than a dinghy.
Song Jinhe raised a smile mysteriously: "There are still a few assault boats parked in my space, and now they are just taken out for use."
We and the survivors in Building 3 are already partners in the same camp, and in the future, this assault boat can be used together with the entire Building 3, and it can be completely exposed to everyone's eyes. ”
Cheng Qianhuai's figure was slender, and an unexplained smile appeared on his handsome face.
He gently poked Song Jinhe's head: "You are obviously trying to make it easier for yourself."
Not only can you rationalize the assault boat, but you can also ask the people in Building 3 to help you guard this excellent tool. ”
Song Jinhe smiled: "Isn't this a win-win situation?" With the assault boat, Building 3 will always be more efficient at searching for supplies than the other survivors until the water source runs out completely.
Everyone should thank me. ”
Cheng Qianhuai looked at the eccentric person in front of him with a smile, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of attention and praise.
"That's a good idea, since you want to go out at night, let's get some sleep first."
Song Jinhe looked at the time on the wall: "Okay, you can also take a rest, let's set off at 11 o'clock." ”
After discussing the time, they each went back to the house to rest, but Cheng Qianhuai lay in the center of the second bedroom but couldn't calm down for a long time.
He and Song Jinhe are now just separated by a living room, and the distance between them has narrowed again, and now the two of them are the closest people in the entire last days.
He and Song Jinhe are the closest.
Thinking of this, his ears were slightly hot, his heart was pounding, and his heart was full of excitement.
And Song Jinhe, who was resting in the master bedroom, was wearing an air-conditioning quilt, enjoying the comfortable temperature brought by the central air conditioner, and he had fallen asleep.
Cheng Qianhuai's stay in 1802 didn't have much impact on her, but it was just more convenient to meet in the future.
Time was fleeting, the sun had already set, and the two got up at 10 o'clock to have dinner.
Cheng Qianhuai fried the steak, drizzled with black pepper sauce and the meat was tender in the mouth.
Song Jinhe hastily ate two bites and put down the tableware, changed a set of clothes, and went downstairs with Cheng Qianhuai.
She wore a black close-fitting suspenders on her upper body, and her shorts on her lower body covered half of her thighs, and the fabric was soft and skin-friendly, but she didn't feel too hot.
In order to facilitate her movement, she stepped on a pair of breathable sneakers, which looked like a dexterous cat with this outfit, and her body was also stained with some lazy meaning.
Arriving at the floor closest to the water, the survivors of Building 3 woke up early to store water, and saw the two of them going downstairs with uninflated rubber boats in their hands to know their purpose.
Wang Xingsheng said with some worry: "The water level has dropped, and your rubber boat is not very safe, otherwise you should use the raft we made." ”
Song Jinhe shook his head: "No, the two of us will be careful." ”
She softly refused, Cheng Qianhuai had already put the rubber boat into the water to inflate, and then the two quickly got on the boat and disappeared into the night.
Coming to a dark corner, they carefully observed the surrounding situation, and waited quietly for a long time without hearing any movement before Song Jinhe took out the assault boat from the space and replaced it.
This rubber boat has long been dirty, and this is the last time she will use it, and it will be given to someone who is destined to put it here.
Song Jinhe got up and stepped into the assault boat, patted the sturdy hull with satisfaction, and hooked his lips after hearing the thick voice.
The sense of security given by the assault boat is not comparable to that of a rubber boat.
The two of them stepped into the assault boat together and drove away, and the water waves from the stern of the boat rippled a few meters away.
Cheng Qianhuai grasped the direction of the assault boat, and the speed was indeed very fast, and it didn't take long to come to the building in the city center.
On the way, they could always see some people rowing rafts out to search for supplies, and some tried to follow them to grab the assault boat, but they were easily left behind.
Walking forward in the wind, Song Jinhe's hair was blown messy, adding a bit of fierce color to her body.
"There seems to be a fight up ahead."
Cheng Qianhuai's ears trembled slightly, and he could clearly hear the shouting and scolding on the west side of the building and the sound of weapons colliding.
He hurriedly stopped the assault boat, and the two of them hid in the shadows and quietly observed the situation there, carefully hiding their tracks.
The group of people stood on the exposed floor, stomping on the dry dirt beneath their feet and wielding their weapons wildly.
Song Jinhe observed carefully, it looked like the two parties had been grudges for a long time, and they were obviously killed, and they were still scolding with some old things in their mouths.
It sounds like one side has robbed the other side of the supplies in the extreme cold, and now that the temperature has risen, they have gone out to investigate the situation, and they just happened to run into each other and there was a conflict.