Song Jinhe's brows stretched slightly when he heard this, it seemed that he was not looking for trouble, but came to run with something.

She was suddenly woken up and dizzy, but she still propped herself up and went downstairs with Cheng Qianhuai, opened the door of the unit stained with dried blood and welcomed the two in.

Wen Qiao's hair was messy, and there was a deep knife wound on his arm that could be seen to the bone, although he lost too much blood, but it did not affect his movements.

On the other hand, Jiang Xu was much more embarrassed, with a penetrating wound on his shoulder, and a hole in his abdomen, which was terrifying.

Both of them had blisters of different sizes, obviously burned by the sun in a hurry in the hot weather, their skin was tinged with a strange red, and they gasped in pain at the slightest touch.

"Save him."

Wen Qiao panicked and covered the wound on Jiang Xu's body with her hand, but she couldn't stop the flow of blood.

They chose to travel during the day for safety, but they never thought that they would be plotted against by others, and they managed to escape, but now they are still facing the risk of death.

Song Jinhe naturally wouldn't watch such a God of Wealth die in vain, so he hurriedly called Zhou Shuhua to come over to help him clean up his wounds, but looked at Wen Qiao's gaze a little more inquiring.

"Why did you two venture to Building 3 all of a sudden?"

She already had an answer in her heart, but she needed Wen Qiao to personally say the words of defection.

Because one mountain cannot tolerate two tigers, anyone who enters Building 3 must be under her control.

Wen Qiao covered the stinging wound, her lips were chapped, and her face looked a little gray.

"The two of us have disbanded our original forces and come to join you.

All of these things behind me are gifts from us to Building 3, and I hope you don't dislike them.

We don't want any position of power, as long as we can defend ourselves against foreign enemies with everyone. ”

She endured the pain and opened the wooden boxes behind her one by one, food, medicine, mineral water, guns and ammunition.

In order to join Building 3, these two people did make a bloody investment.

After all, they can live a very comfortable life with these things, but once they bring them into Building 3, they become everyone's property, and they can only get a little bit.

Song Jinhe can understand it, after all, even if they carry these materials, they may not live long, it is better to bring them into Building 3, which can leave a good impression on everyone and find a way out for themselves.

"Yes, you're welcome to join."

She took two steps forward to support Wen Qiao, which can be regarded as showing her attitude, and the aborigines will naturally not object when they see so many supplies.

was finally accepted, Wen Qiao's whole person was directly paralyzed in Song Jinhe's arms, her eyes were red, and her eyes were full of terrifying red bloodshots.

"Save him, he's bleeding too much, and he's getting cold."

Her voice sounded weak, and it was obvious that she was about to lose her weight.

Song Jinhe hurriedly helped her up, and ordered others to move Jiang Xu, who had simply treated his wounds, to 1601 to recuperate.

Zhou Shuhua helped her glasses, her tone was a little helpless and worried.

"The girl is also an arm injury, and it is actually better to take care of it for a while longer.

However, this man's injuries are too serious, and now the medical conditions are limited, and whether he can survive can only depend on his creation. ”

Wen Qiao naturally heard this, but she did not break down and cry like before, but sat quietly beside Jiang Xu, and fed water to his mouth without saying a word.

Song Jinhe saw her growth, but he also felt helpless about the current situation.

Tonight was another fierce battle, and they simply didn't have time to take care of the two wounded too much.

"You two have a good rest today, pick up something to eat in the evening, we all need to go down to patrol."

Song Jinhe just wanted to turn around and leave, but Wen Qiao gently grabbed his cuffs: "Let that sister help me bandage my arms, and I will also participate in tonight's battle." ”

"Don't be reckless, your arms are like this, what are you still moving?"

Song Jinhe looked at her stubborn appearance, and refused when she opened her mouth.

Wen Qiao still insisted: "I can't use one arm and the other, since I joined Building 3, I can't do nothing."

Jiang Xu has already caused trouble for you, and I have to be a little self-aware. ”

Song Jinhe naturally knew that the two of them were unwilling to take on the charge of only knowing how to enjoy the turtle, and he simply did not ask her to rest, but roughly explained the battle plan in the building with her.

I have to say that the large number of materials they brought can be regarded as solving the urgent need of Building 3.

Firearms and medicines, in particular, are in constant demand these days.

These are all materials on the surface, and Song Jinhe naturally doesn't need to worry about exposing his space after using it, so he simply asks who will use the gun.

The answer I got was naturally not a single person.

However, grenades are extremely handy for everyone, and each person can get 2, which can completely reduce the pressure on their guards.

The firearm once again rightfully entered Song Jinhe's pocket, but she didn't go too far, and distributed all the grenades to the rest of the survivors.

"Tonight is definitely not a peaceful night, everyone is in the spirit of 12 points, no one is relaxed.

Now they all go back and rest according to the duty schedule, so that they can have energy at night. ”

She arranged the plan to be assigned, but just wanted to go upstairs but was dragged by Wen Qiao.

"I'll use a gun."

Jiang Xu once taught her this thing, she learns things really quickly, and now she can get 3 shots in 5 shots.

Compared to the survivors who could only fight in primitive ways, she was indeed stronger.

It's just that her left arm was seriously injured, and I'm afraid she won't even be able to change bullets in battle, even if she holds a gun, she can't kill too many people.

Wen Qiao naturally understood the worry in Song Jinhe's heart, and she raised her arm in pain.

"Don't worry, you can't die.

Since I eat a bite of food in Building 3, I won't stop working. ”

Song Jinhe had no choice but to nod, handed her a delicate and small pistol, and then turned to leave.

She will not deliberately suppress the status of the survivors in the building, if they want to get a better life, they must work hard to fight for it, so that others can see their usefulness in order to have better treatment, this is the way to survive in Building 3.

Seeing Song Jinhe leave, Wen Qiao looked at Jiang Xu, who was unconscious, and her heart hurt like a knife.

He was injured for her, if it wasn't for helping her block the knife, he wouldn't have been injured so badly.

"Jiang Xu, I'm sorry, I'm causing you trouble again."

She closed her eyes in pain, tears streaming down the corners of her eyes, silently drenching in his clothes.

Song Jinhe, who returned to the 18th floor, sat on the sofa tiredly, his head seemed to be cracked, and his eyes were stinging and sour because he had not rested.

"The two of us have to think about having a meal, and seeing that it will be completely dark in a short time, let's talk about the rest after we are full."

Song Jinhe stopped Cheng Qianhuai from going to the kitchen to cook, and took out a bag of steaming roast duck packaged from the space.

Before the end of the world, she packed it and put it in the space, and now she just solved the food problem, and she didn't need to waste more energy to cook.