Doomsday Fortress

"Are you kidding? Is my old Feng the kind of person who makes money?"

Feng Shan couldn't help but cast a blank look at Yang Ze, turned his head, and said to Wang Yi with a frustrated face.

"Brother Yi, you have also seen that during this period of time our team has really consumed a lot. Just these Xiling gathering places and more than a thousand soldiers consumed most of our food, and now we have so much. People, I guess, our leftover food may not be enough for a week."

"what!"

Before Wang Yi spoke, Yang Ze jumped up first.

"Only enough food for a week? Are we consuming it so fast?"

Yang Ze said in surprise, because during this time he has been bringing the extinction corpse to the Daqingshan gathering place, and all food and drink are delivered once a week, so in Yang Ze's subconscious, he thought the team had a lot of food. It.

"What do you think, there are thousands of mouths up and down, if I didn't save a little bit, I am afraid the food would have been gone." Feng Shan said confidently.

But think about it, except for the food that the team exchanged at the gathering place in Baoding last time, since they came here, they have not collected it again. It is normal to have such a large consumption.

"Don't worry, one week is enough. When the Daqingshan gathering place is taken tomorrow, we can integrate all the armed forces in the gathering place to collect food in Hohhot."

Wang Yi has a calm expression on his face. For him, who has been in the last days for ten years in his previous life, I am afraid the least worry is food.

"Then, that's all right." Feng Shan nodded, and the habit he had cultivated for so long told him that what Wang Yi said was all right.

"I'm going to be busy with Brother Yi." Feng Shan only said, and then left to work on his own affairs.

"Brother Yi, there will be a battle with Xing Ying and Xu Liqiang tomorrow. These soldiers only have one day of training time. Is it too rush?"

Yang Ze pointed to the survivor who was holding the bowl and drinking meat porridge so much and said.

"No, as long as they can shoot at that time, they will all be broken up and organized into the team, and every ten people will be led by a warhead, and there will be no problems." Wang Yi said with some confidence.

One is because the composition of this team is complex. There are more than 300 old members who followed Wang Yi all the way to Hohhot. Their strength is strong, at least they are second-level evolutionists, and they can completely control the people who control these corpses. , Second, it was also because of the changes in their lives that the team brought to them. Not to mention, this bowl of fragrant meat porridge might be enough to subdue them.

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In the last days, if you want people to follow, you only need to do two things, safety, food.

One day passed in a blink of an eye, the sun slowly fell below the horizon, and the night enveloped the entire Daqingshan gathering place. I don’t know why, the gate of the gathering place was closed very early tonight, and there were many survivors who went out to collect supplies. They were all locked out of the gathering place.

A group of soldiers is patrolling the city wall.

"Hey, I said Luo Heng, how good are you, how did you think of joining the army of the master?"

The leading soldier turned his head to look at Luo Heng, and asked with some envy.

"No, I heard that the master was good to the survivors before, so I came here." Luo Heng shook his head casually, his eyes could not help falling on the long wooden bridge outside the city wall, as if waiting for something.

"Huh, the big boss is really good to the survivors in the gathering place. Every time they collect food, the first one is the survivors who eat and wait to die. But what about us little soldiers? The **** food and the survivors The same, less than half a catty of cornmeal every day"

The soldier couldn't help but patted his shriveled belly and complained.

"I knew this earlier, I might as well be cruel and cruel to mix with Lao Er Xing. Although his character is not good, the soldiers under his opponent are not bad. Any good things are only reserved for his brothers."

"But he was not good to the survivors in the gathering place. With so much food, he didn't see him distribute it to the survivors." Luo Heng retorted.

"I said you wake up, brother, when is it now? The end of the world, there are too many zombies to count. Who has good things to give to other people, if I say, Xing Lao Er can’t be smart, anyway, hungry. Don't die him." The soldier said with envy.

"You're right." Luo Heng nodded and looked into the distance. On the snow-covered hillside, a red light suddenly flashed, and it suddenly dimmed three times before disappearing completely.

"Hey, what do you see over there?" Luo Heng suddenly pointed to the spot where the red light flashed.

"what

The soldier turned his head subconsciously. Before he could see the situation clearly, he suddenly felt a cold in his neck, and then a fiery liquid spewed out.

"Ho **** ho"

The soldier turned his head, pressed the muzzle on his neck, staring at Luo Heng puzzledly. He couldn't understand why this good brother who had been with him for more than a month suddenly attacked him.