Traveling through the infinite wasteland

At this moment, in the main hall of the Black Ling Gang, under the flickering firelight, Yue Hong, dressed in jeans, was still curled up on the sofa with his arms around his knees like a desperate little girl, looking at the lighter in his hand numbly, as if Still waiting for something without giving up, looking at what to wear;

Although his reason told him that his current appearance was completely opposite to his usual image of a fierce and majestic gang leader. What would other gang members think if they saw his tired and weak appearance?

If it's normal, that's fine. Who doesn't have times when they're exhausted physically and mentally? Who hasn't had a moment of nervous breakdown?

But at this time, a war is imminent and a powerful enemy is in front of them. How many people in this huge gang are facing life and death!

But although Yue Hong knew this, he still curled up like this, as if he didn't care about anyone's opinions and thoughts, and seemed to have made up his mind to go his own way!

Of course, this can also be said to be a kind of... willfulness;

"well……"

"I hope he can overcome this hurdle;"

Looking at Yue Hong on the sofa from a distance, and then at the high platform behind him, the top chair that no one had ever sat on, and no one had ever been qualified to sit on, Jin Yutang shook his head with mixed feelings;

"He can handle it, even if he can't..."

At this moment, Han Yan's voice came faintly from behind. Jin Yutang looked back, but his eyes were startled;

I saw that Han Yan had put on a new outfit at some point - a thick brown woolen windbreaker and long black sports-style leggings, which tightly wrapped her slender figure. It seemed like he was deliberately concealing some powerful weapon;

Looking at Han Yan's outfit, Jin Yutang sighed again: "You still put on that outfit;"

However, Han Yan had no intention of talking to Jin Yutang at all. She still looked at Yue Hong in the depths of the main hall and continued her words:

"Even if he can't carry it, someone will definitely carry it for him;"

"Why are you so sure?" Jin Yutang asked suspiciously, and then he couldn't help but look up in a certain direction;

"I don't know, a woman's sixth sense;" Han Yan shook her head slightly, then slowly turned around, stretched out her rough little hand to hold Jin Yutang's arm, and then told the elderly people responsible for patrolling the hall not to let anyone He approached the entrance of the hall, and then he and Jin Yutang walked silently to the large factory buildings with open doors, and began a routine inspection...

At this moment, in the huge factory buildings, there are also large pots set up, and all kinds of grains are also rolling in the boiling pots;

But what is slightly different from the big pot rice served by the Iron Wolf Gang is that among the tumbling potatoes and sweet potatoes, there are also shiny pieces of bacon, sausages, and ham sausages, filling the huge factory with the tangy aroma of meat;

However, in this calm before the storm, even if they are faced with meals that they would never dream of eating, few people can still eat them;

Just beside the fragrant and warm fire, just like a bonfire during the Chinese New Year at home, the men sat on the warm straw mats and quilts and looked at the shining steel knives at their feet in silence; while around them, there were The Iron Wolf Gang is all women;

But unlike those miserable women in the Iron Wolf Gang, the women in the Black Ling Gang neither struggled, nor screamed, nor were numb, nor did they have that despairing lifelessness...

"Your smile in the candlelight touches me warmly;"

"Farewell to the hurt and pain of yesterday, you know my heart best;"

"Although the night is hazy, I know where to go. You and I have walked through the rain and wind, and slowly brought our hearts closer!"

"Even if there are all kinds of charms in the world! I still have a soft spot for you!"

"Just let me silently and sincerely care for you, all in silence..."

In the sound of music with a touch of sadness, Hei Ling helped the woman sit quietly on the cleanest and neatest bed sheets she had collected, slowly taking off all her clothes, or quietly leaning against her. The man next to him is silent in his arms, or lying softly on the sheets like a gentle wife, wrapping his thin arms and slender but rough-skinned legs around the man, using his most sensual side, Slowly twisting her waist, silently giving him the last tenderness...

And more importantly, he gently hugged the young men next to him into his warm arms, let them lie on his bare thighs, and gently stroked his withered legs. hair, and then carefully and gently plucked out the boy’s white hair;

No one spoke, no one objected, and no one complained in the slightest;

This is the last order given to the women by the Black Ling Gang——

No matter what their character is, no matter whether they like it or not, no matter whether they want it or not... they must play the role of a wife in this last moment, and fulfill those men who have not yet married, a man buried deep in their hearts. A dream!

In fact, regardless of whether there is this order, the women of the Black Ling Gang will do this. They are not fools. They know very well how dangerous the situation in front of them is. Maybe this is the last safe night...

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Being able to play the role of a wife in the last moments, at least... can be regarded as a barely satisfactory ending to this dark life;

And the same is true for the man lying in that warm embrace. The only ones who can still hold a knife now are young people under 30 years old. Three years ago, they were all still young. In that era that can make people miss In the feudal-Jiangian-contracted marriage era, almost all boys were single, and almost all boys could only long for the happiness of marriage...

Many people think that they will never have the chance to marry and have children in this life. Many people bite their lips silently and give up this idea for life;

But when they entered the factories at each hall and prepared to have a hearty meal on the road, they were surprised to find that in everyone's seat sat a man with sad eyes but a gentle smile. women, and under their bodies are clean beddings filled with light fragrance, and in their hands are two clean dishes and chopsticks...

No matter tall or short, no matter big or small, no matter what role they have played... all women are willing to play the role of wives at this moment, not only to these men who are about to die, but also to themselves, making up for the incompleteness of life. ——

Even though this patch is not that perfect!

call……!

The howling cold wind blew through the silent black damask gang, past the sad and happy men and women, then through the dark streets and alleys, through the densely packed houses, and onto the torch-lit pier...