GT Virus Evolutionary

The whole large army moved again, those poor people and those refugees moved their buttocks reluctantly, reluctantly got up from the ground and entered the exhausted running around again.

Trucks move slowly one after another, and behind these trucks are pulled several small wooden carts. The small carts are very simple, and they are often composed of fast wooden boards nailed together and a few tires. Some wounded and sick people, or the old, weak, sick and disabled will be arranged to lie on these small carts.

People walked around cursing, and the soldiers were also used to the curses of these refugees, and they were equally tired. While on the road, you must also be on guard, ready to fight back against any monsters that rush here. The only thing better than the public is that these soldiers have the opportunity to enter the vehicle to rest. After performing a 16-hour mission, these soldiers with broken legs and tired hands have the right to take turns to enter trucks, vans, and even armored vehicles to rest.

However, the so-called rest is just to find a place to rest against the wall for a while.

What people eat every day is some stiff dry food, and those buns become harder than stones in winter, and the refugees with uneven nutrition are extremely prone to diseases such as sepsis due to lack of vitamins. Pale-faced people bite hard on the buns, leaving a row of bloody impressions. Bleeding gums is already the most normal and common symptom.

However, just such a hard as a rock, people will hide them in their clothes like treasures.

The plight of the refugees could not be expressed in words, and rows of people walked slowly past Blood Crow. The location of the Blood Crow Squad was on the bank of the Yellow River, and the occasional splash of water even splashed on the clothes of everyone in the Blood Crow Squad. Those people dare not approach such a location, because once they approach, strange fish in the water are likely to appear and eat them. They don't have the strength of the Blood Raven Squad.

The cauldron created by Gong Jing was still boiling, and the scent of fish and fresh soup spread, making the refugees in the distance drooling.

They cast extremely envious eyes on the Blood Crow Squad and the others, and the saliva in their mouths flowed out from the corners of their tattered mouths, and finally froze into ice skates. Their biggest wish at this time is probably to be able to run over and have a sip of hot soup...

"Mom, mom, it smells so good!!" Amidst the crowd, several children tried their best to inhale the fragrance floating in the air while looking at their mother expectantly. He took his mother's hand and gradually came to the edge of the line. Looking at the members of the Blood Raven team tens of meters away, the child's eyes gradually became extremely eager.

It seems that he has been hungry for too long, and it seems that the child likes the taste of this fresh fish soup too much. I don't know where he got the strength to push hard and get out of the crowd.

"Xiaozhi, come back, Xiaozhi!!!" The young mother turned pale with shock, why Xiaozhi was so ignorant that he rushed out of the crowd.

"uncle,

Uncle, aunt! ! The boy named Xiaozhi looked at Yu Xixue and Li Chao and the others in front of him with tears and burning eyes. Needless to say, he had already told them what he needed with his eyes.

"Can you, can you... let us take a sip too, just one sip, a small sip!!"

"My mother, she can't walk anymore recently, her body is froze, it's icy cold, if she can drink her favorite fresh fish soup, she will definitely get better!!"

The little boy's voice was immature and strong. Originally, Gong Jing thought that he came here because she was greedy, but she didn't expect that he wanted a mouthful of hot soup for her mother to warm her body.

Everyone in the Blood Raven team didn't speak. Facing such a sensible little boy, who could say no?

Gong Jing took a step forward and served a bowl of hot soup to the little boy in front of her.

"Drink..." Gong Jing touched the little boy's dry hair and said softly.

Unexpectedly, Gong Jing, who has a hot temper, has such a gentle side.

But the little boy shook his head: "This is for Mom."

Without waiting for everyone's reaction, the little boy walked towards the crowd in the distance. His mother had already shed tears of emotion and was about to rush out to hug her child. However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

In the crowd, a relatively burly figure came out. He pushed away the mother's figure, and snatched the bowl of fish soup from the little boy's hand.

"I haven't eaten for three days. I want to eat...I want to eat..." The man gulped down all the soup in the little boy's bowl, leaving only the stunned people.

The little boy's eyes were aggrieved, and Dou Da's tears kept falling.

This is for his mother! ! !

How could this uncle...how could he be snatched away! ! !

However, as soon as the man snatched it, everyone reacted.

Rob! ! yes! ! They can still grab! ! ! !

They haven't eaten for too long. These days, they are running around like walking corpses under the jurisdiction of the army. They have forgotten that they are human beings. They just follow the crowd.

Even when they saw Yang Qun and the others' big pot of fresh fish soup, they could only watch and drool. No one dared to go out and ask for a bowl of soup without an order from the army.

However, what the little boy did made people's eyes light up. If he can get it, so can we.

And the way that man snatched the little boy's food also reminded me that even if I can't get it...you can still snatch it...

The last days are impersonal, no one cares about the little boy being robbed of food.

All they care about is that they have access to food.

"Give us a bowl too!!!"

"Please, give us a bowl too!!"

There was a stagnation in the crowd, and countless people rushed out of the line and began to move in the direction of Yang Qun and the others. They prayed, longed, and hoped that they could get a bowl of food like the little boy.

However, things often go in the wrong direction.

"Made, if he can grab it, so can we!!"

"Why do you give them and not us, it's not fair!!!"

A large number of people shouted, bustling forward and began to push.

Fairness, what fairness are they asking for? ? Is there still justice in the last days? ? The so-called fairness means that if the Blood Ravens team gave this little boy a bowl of soup, they have to give each of these tens of thousands of people a bowl? ?

Yang Qun's face gradually became gloomy and cold.

These doomsday people are too selfish and too arrogant.

fair? ? ?

We give you, that is our freedom.

If we don't give it to you, you can just stay where you are cool.

Why should we send each of you a copy? ? We don't owe you, and we have no obligation to distribute food to you, so what is fair? ? ?

The faces of the members of the Blood Raven team gradually darkened. At this moment, Yang Qun's hoarse voice came from the cage.

"Who will make trouble again."

"Kill Unforgiven!!"

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