order of war

Ignoring the grenades that had just been thrown into the side room.

"Boom!" An explosion.

Qin Feng only felt that except for some tinnitus in his ears, the others might be a little numb from the cold, and there was no reaction at all.

"Ah~... Hiss..."

Feeling the warm feeling coming from his bare palm again, Qin Feng directly let out a comfortable moan.

For the first time, he felt that the flame was so beautiful and warm.

However, after warming up his body, a good news and bad news appeared in front of Qin Feng's eyes.

The good news is that he has clothes to wear again, and clean clothes, so to speak.

Due to the low temperature, the clothes of the few enemies who had just been killed were completely clean except for a few pieces of ice made by blood scabs.

The bad news is that the gang burned almost as much firewood as they could in the house last night.

A few sticks of wood in front of you are the last fuel.

After Qin Feng secretly cursed for his bad luck, he removed all the coats of the three and wrapped them around his body.

Then, on the remaining campfire, they ate the first hot food in two days.

Although they were all pastes that mashed compressed biscuits with water, Qin Feng actually ate exceptionally sweet.

Even, in the end, even the residue on the edge, Qin Feng drank it clean with warm water.

As for cookware? Don't be funny, this thing is a steel helmet with the brim off and the straps.

As for whose it is, it is not Qin Feng's own anyway.

After eating, Qin Feng lay comfortably directly on the ground for a while.

But then, a cold wind blew through, and the fire, which originally had a trace of fire, directly turned into a charcoal fire.

"Alas!"

Sighing, Qin Feng then took advantage of the fact that his body was still warm, and directly scavenged the loot on the three corpses.

And the final harvest, three bayonets, eight grenades, KP43 universal bullets, more than 400 rounds, 80 pistol rounds.

Then a jug of water, eight packets of compressed biscuits, four cans, and two packs of opened cigarettes, a kerosene lighter, two silver dollars, and a small piece of gold.

As for the rifle, Qin Feng didn't look at it, and the ammunition only brought pistol cartridges, and threw it directly into his backpack with other debris.

Then Qin Feng directly carried his backpack on his back, took a pistol, and began to look for shelter in the city.

In a month's time, it was impossible for Qin Feng not to even have a shelter of his own.

In that case, it is basically impossible to live in the city for thirty days.

Moreover, the requirement of the task was that in the front-line theater, this meant that Qin Feng could not retreat to the rear to find the large forces of the Red Maple Empire.

Of course, there is still no problem in finding troops at the front.

However, with the encounter of being shot first in the last meeting, Qin Feng felt that it was better to find the enemy first than a last resort.

At least, don't worry about being killed by friendly forces.

Lying on the edge of the window, he secretly glanced around the surrounding buildings.

According to the architectural style here, as well as the cold weather, Qin Feng felt that in some single-family residences, there should be a basement and the like.

This is currently the most ideal shelter for Qin Feng.

If not, find a house that does not leak, or a leeward corner, you can also make do.

But Qin Feng still wanted to find a basement, after all, it was safe.

Looking around, directly in front of him was the communication tower that he had blown up earlier.

The current location is more like a commercial street building along the street.

If you are a house, you have to go through the alley on the side, at least about five hundred meters, so that it is possible to find the kind of single-family house.

But for the alley, with the scene of the previous encounter with Seventeen, Qin Feng felt that he was now over.

It is likely that it will not be where it is expected.

After looking around again, Qin Feng finally decided to go to the next building to see if he could make some wood fire until dark.

At this moment, this strange city is obviously much quieter than before.

There were almost no explosions, only the occasional one or two gunshots.

This icy scene couldn't help but make Qin Feng, a southerner, both curious and a little fearful.

Curiously, I have never seen such a big snowy scene, and what I am afraid of is the murderous intention hidden under the beauty.

Flashed into the next building, looked around, and found nothing.

Even the door panels and window frames that should have been wooden were actually removed, which couldn't help but make Qin Feng annoyed.

After three buildings in a row, in the end, Qin Feng still desperately found a one-story bungalow without a roof, shrunk into the corner, and shrunk into the corner with an overcoat.

"TM's!"

Qin Feng gritted his teeth while scolding back and forth in his heart.

In the end, even when he didn't know who to scold, he suddenly remembered some beggars he had seen in his previous life.

In the cold winter moon, people are barefoot and wearing ripped pants, how did they carry it!?

At this moment, Qin Feng felt that if he had the opportunity in the future, he must go back to them to learn from them, sincerely.

Although Qin Feng was now wrapped in nearly seven clothes, he was still cold.

It may be too cold, and before he knew it, Qin Feng slept directly.

When I woke up again, it was completely dark.

Smear walked towards the predetermined route, and at the moment there was no danger around him except for the cold that could sink his feet and necks.

Many of the surrounding buildings were reflected with faint firelight, but now Qin Feng did not dare to go up easily.

Because Qin Feng saw through the reflection of the firelight, he found that there was obviously more than one person on duty.

Successfully touched a house, and clanged and knocked down a large piece of things inside.

In the end, Qin Feng used the kerosene lighter to find a half-cut candle on the cabinet of the dining table.

This simply made Qin Feng feel like a treasure, and he quickly lit up the only light and began to look for a basement where he could stay.

However, lighting a light in the dark is very dangerous, but Qin Feng at this moment can't care about this.

After a long day of heavy snowfall, all the fighting almost stopped at this moment.

No one should have paid attention to such a faint light.

In fact, if someone looks at the city from the sky at this moment, they can see that there are fires of all sizes almost everywhere.

No way, cold winter, if you don't get warm, let alone fight, it is estimated that you will not even be able to pick up a gun.

Five small courtyards were churned. In the end, Qin Feng still got his wish and found the basement behind the stairs of a small two-story building.

After going in and taking a look, there was still half a large tank with water left, but at this time, it had long been frozen into a whole piece.

The basement is not too big, not even ten square meters.

Qin Feng then successively pulled down the curtains and other fabrics from the previous several rooms and directly laid a simple shack for himself.

Later, a quilt and blanket were found in a bedroom somewhere.

I don't know what material it is, but it's made of leather anyway.

Using the wood of the tables, chairs and benches, ignited with waste newspapers, Qin Feng opened the exit of the basement, revealing one vent after another.

Then he directly heated two cans, two packets of compressed biscuit paste, ate it with a jug of water, and fell asleep.

It was the first time he slept peacefully in three days since he had been here.