Heroes of Invincible Doom Lord

() "Damn, don't let this grandson fall into my hands."

Looking at the convoy going away, a man with a fierce face cursed in a low voice.

"Yes, yes."

A wretched-looking man next to him flattered the vicious man: "But this thing is so damn greedy!"

The men cursed a few times and had to continue patrolling the gate.

In the convoy, Yang Bing was sitting in the carriage, and the soldiers in tattered military uniforms were sitting in the opposite carriage. He was asking them about their experiences in the past few days along the way.

Just following the succinct style of the soldiers, the few people quickly talked about what happened in the past few days. Yang Bing didn't ask, they didn't talk, and then the car fell into silence.

Yang Bing sighed, then turned his head and began to look at the scenery outside.

The gathering place in front of me was a dilapidated scene. The iron fences creaked in the breeze. In front of several simple houses, there were still a few mutilated corpses of zombies. The greasy white maggots crawled in and out of the carrion, and Yang Bing seemed to be able to smell the stench from the carrion corpses through the car window.

There are some tired patrol officers standing on the road, and this kind of tiredness is shared by most people in the gathering places, full of negative emotions such as despair and world-weariness, because they can't see, let alone know where is hope

After passing through this block, what Yang Bing saw were rows of simple tents, a group of ragged people gathered on both sides of the uneven road, some were shivering in the corners; some were dying and could hardly open their eyes. eyes; and some lay quietly on the dirt-covered ground, without saying a word, with ashen faces.

"Drip!"

The sharp car beeping sound suddenly sounded.

The driver at the head of the convoy poked his head out: "Damn, you're looking for death, get out of here!"

The road ahead of the convoy was blocked, and dozens of men and women in scantily clad clothes were standing in front of the convoy and kept kowtowing.A sallow-faced and thin woman held up the baby who was biting her shriveled nipple in her arms, and begged the convoy to give her some food. Among the dozens of people who kowtowed, except for a few sallow-faced and emaciated adult men Outside, there are only old people and children who look quite miserable.

"Go away!"

The driver was still yelling and cursing, unmoved. Although this driver was considered a loyal and honest man before the end of the world, he would show kindness from time to time, but this cruel end of the world has worn away his kindness, let alone these things Wang Fan has his own allocation of supplies, even if he takes out some of them privately, there will definitely be hundreds of refugees flocking to them immediately. Not long ago, the gathering place of the refugee riots in Nan'an District was the same. At that time, the convoy was really in danger, and it might not be possible to keep the people and the car.

Seeing that these people were still begging, Lu Liu, who was sitting in the second row of the truck compartment, gave a wink to the thin young man beside him. The thin young man immediately understood, took the rifle handed over by Lu Liu and shot it directly through the window Stretch your head out to shoot a shuttle of bullets.

clap clap clap!

All of a sudden, there was a loud gunshot, and this honest young man who was treated by Lu Liu was as honest as a rabbit, but he was merciless in the face of these refugees.

poof, poof!

Although the thin young man's marksmanship was poor, but after a shuttle of bullets was fired, the first few of the dozens of people were still shot and fell into a pool of blood.

"Ah! Ah!"

There was a strange cry of ghosts and wolves, and the remaining refugees fled screaming.There were only a few refugees who were shot and rolled all over the ground and left.

"Damn it, save me some bullets!" Lu Liu hated that iron can't be made into steel, and slapped the young man again.

"buzz"

The convoy continued to drive, ignoring the few refugees still struggling on the ground in front of them, and went around directly. After the dust fell and became clear, only a few dusty human-shaped objects were left on the spot.

Yang Bing looked at what happened in front of him through the car window, but he was completely indifferent. To be honest, since Deng Wei's death, the life and death of these strangers has completely failed to arouse his sympathy.He just watched quietly, no one knew what was going on in his mind.

Although the soldiers on the opposite side all looked unbearable, they didn't say anything to stop them from the beginning to the end.Presumably he should have learned a lesson or something.

Yang Bing was in no mood to speak, and the soldiers were naturally silent as well. They had nothing to say all the way, and soon the convoy drove to a separate camp in the gathering place, outside the camp was a circle of sharp barbed wire.

Yang Bing got out of the car with several people and looked at the camp.No need to guess, this is Wang Fan's temporary residence.

With a glance at this simple camp, two groups of people with different temperaments came out.But he can't control that much, he just wants to know what happened later.

"Come on, take me to see your company commander Tang Shanhuai. The others are all gone." Yang Bing looked at the situation of the camp and said to the soldiers who had been by his side since getting off the car.

It's just that Lu Liu, who was directing the unloading of the convoy, had been paying attention to Yang Bing and the others. Seeing Yang Bing leaving with the big soldier, he immediately cursed secretly: "You son of a bitch, pretend to be aloof, but in the end you're just a scumbag!" A villain who will take the credit of grandpa."

Yang Bing followed the platoon leader to the center of the camp, and stopped before reaching a small three-story building.

"It's here. Battalion Commander, wait for a while, and I'll report." The platoon leader stopped and said coyly.

Yang Bing knew what he was worrying about and didn't make things difficult for him: "Go, I'll look around."

Hearing my words from Yang Bing, the leader of the row breathed a sigh of relief and ran in quickly.

Yang Bing ignored the others and looked at the small building, only to see dozens of people guarding it around it, and three old-fashioned machine guns were placed on the roof of the building.

In just a few minutes, Tang Shanhuai trotted out with the platoon leader who went in to report. When he saw Yang Bing's figure, he immediately shouted: "Report, the third battalion and one company Tang Shanhuai reported to the commander."

"Hehe, I'm not from a real military background, so I don't need to be so formal here, and I can save these things in the future. By the way, I see that you have a good life." Yang Bing smiled lightly.

"Report, I made a mistake, please punish me sir." Tang Shanhuai bowed his head guiltily.

"It's all said, needless to say, you don't want me to stand here forever." Yang Bing waved his hand.

"Oh, Battalion Commander, please come in and tell me." Tangshan Huai paused.

The two went up the stairs together, turned around a corridor and entered the lobby on the second floor of the small building. Yang Bing looked it up, then walked to a sofa and sat down.

"Come on, sit down and tell me what's going on with you. What about Commander Zhang and the others?" Yang Bing waved his hand when he saw Tang Shanhuai who was still standing at the door.

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