From the Apocalypse

The car stopped, and it didn't take long for a truck in the middle of the car to get down with two people.

This man has a saber in his hand, a king eight box hung on his body, and an epaulette on his shoulder, marking his current position, squadron leader.

Beside him, the orderly soldier, with a leather document bag, a bachelor box, and other things slung around his waist, looked like he was on standby.

"What's the matter? The car, why stopped!"

The squadron leader had an ugly face, he stubbornly used the ground, bent over, covered his nose, and asked the orderman next to him.

The traffic on this land is quite primitive, especially here, the road conditions are extremely bad, the road is too bad, and the cars passing here are very bumpy.

Moreover, the ground is all yellow soil. The car came over, and there was a lot of smoke and dust. After coming down, people are almost becoming natives, and they hold their noses to avoid inhaling dust.

The orderly ran to investigate the situation, and saw that the car that had a problem had begun to get off, and checked the car. After he learned about the situation, he immediately ran back, and then answered his chief.

"Your Excellency Squadron, the car seems to be broken."

"Really? What's going on? What's wrong with the car? Can it be fixed?"

The squadron leader asked the orderly the specific situation with an ugly expression.

"There is a problem with the engine. It will take at least half an hour to remove the obstacle."

The orderly is a messenger and is responsible for handling all kinds of chores. Although they don't need to fight directly, they are not easy. If they are not beautiful, they may be directly beaten in the face by the superior.

Guizi's level is more strict here. Slaps are not a joke, but a real slap, a slap on the face without any moisture, and a slap is absolutely swollen.

The orderly soldier was still very clever, asking questions in detail, and didn't go back and forth again.

At this moment, three sergeants and one executive officer came over.

They were pale, with a strange smell on their bodies, and the dust that came up couldn't hide them.

"Your Excellency, Squadron Captain!"

Several people came to the squadron leader, respectful luggage.

"What's the matter with you?"

The squadron leader almost threw up because of the strange smell brought by several people.

"Your Excellency, the soldiers are so motion sickness that they can no longer hurry, they must take a rest!"

One of the squadron leaders approached and suggested, and then explained the reason.

There are basically no good roads here. The car has been traveling for almost all morning and bumped all morning, and now the whole person is about to bump out the internal organs.

This is a standard squadron. There are 180 people in the squadron, but there are only four trucks in the truck. Except for the squadron leader who is relatively loose here, the other soldiers are crowded together—a normal squadron situation. At least six trucks must be equipped, and as a result, they can only be equipped with four trucks because of the shortage of vehicles.

These squadron captains and sergeant chiefs can also sit in the passenger seat to relieve them. Those soldiers are no longer good. They all stay in the same car. More than forty people are crowded together. The air is muddy.

It was so filthy inside that people couldn't bear to look straight.

When several people got out of the car to check, they all got some pungent smell.

If you don't stop to recover, it is estimated that you will lose your combat effectiveness by the bumps.

"So? Go, take a look with me." The squadron leader took the lead and walked over to check.

"Hi, your squadron leader!"

The three major sergeants saluted as if they were grateful, and followed to check again.

When they came to the scene, let these soldiers get out of the truck. The people in several trucks suddenly squeezed out of the truck like sardines, and spit on the ground with an ugly face.

Although these soldiers stood in formation in the end, each of them was in a state of sluggishness.

There was a strange smell around, and the irritating squadron leaders were faintly nauseous.

Just like the three sergeant chiefs worried, if they don't take a break, the state of these soldiers will really be very bad, which is very unfavorable for the next battle.

"The whole army rests in place."

The squadron leader did not hesitate to give the order to rest.

………………

On the street, a neatly formed team, carrying a gun, slowly walked out of the city along the street.

The anxious people on the roadside saw this team, and suddenly stopped what they were doing. They looked at this team one by one, their eyes full of wonder, and they couldn't believe it.

In just half a month, this team turned out to be decent.

Especially with a gun, it looks like he doesn't dare to be underestimated.

They watched with some worry, but the team was strictly disciplined. Although the soldiers watched them secretly, no one came out. They were all masculine, proud, and airy.

A bunch of children who don't understand anything looked at them, raising their small faces in surprise, very envious.

"What are they doing? Do you want to escape?"

"I don't know, before, they said to kill the devils! The devils, don't you know?"

"Hit the devils? Okay! I hope they will kill all the devils!"

"Look at how they are so majestic, maybe they can actually do this!"

"They are all great guys. They cleaned the streets before and helped my house get water!"

"They also helped my family!"

"Also helped me."

The crowd talked a lot, and they looked at this team with different eyes. They almost looked at it with their own eyes. They had expectations, blessings, and worries.

Finally, watching this team disappear outside the small town, they dispersed and continued to work on their own affairs.

When Shen Guang moved here, the county town also began to turbulent.

"The devil is really coming!!"

At this moment, the people in the county seat were really sure that the devil was coming, and the county seat was also filled with an atmosphere of anxiety at this moment.

Many people immediately packed up.

Those who were able to leave the city would go out of the city to seek refuge with relatives in the country, or take refuge in remote places. Those who could not go to the country would go to places that the ghosts could not go to the distance temporarily.

These people are only a minority, and more people have nowhere to go due to family reasons and can only stay in the county town.

However, they also made preparations.

Hide the valuable property and food at home, and go out as little as possible, so as to save trouble.

But no matter what they do, they can't change the anxiety in their hearts. They just hope that they won't be too unlucky and don't encounter devils. Even if they do, they hope that the devils will not be so cruel and not too unlucky.

Outside the small town.

Shen Guang was already waiting here on his horse. After seeing these people coming out, he gave orders directly.

"Listen to my orders! Run!"

With an order, he directly rode his horse and ran, so that the people behind would also run.

These people have no opinion at all, because they have been used to this kind of thing when training them these days.

Besides, Shen Guang is the chief, and it seems that the chief rides a horse for granted.

This line was only half an afternoon until a deserted small village, then stopped, and everyone ran down, although they were moving forward at a constant speed, they were exhausted.

"Set up camp and take a good rest!"

However, Shen Guang still gave orders to let everyone rest.

As for cooking in a buried pot, fighting is about to happen now. For safety, all open flames are forbidden to smoke to prevent revealing their tracks.

Most of these soldiers were born from poor people, and a small number of the green skins caught were able to adapt to this environment after training. Therefore, at this time, no one opposed—no objection was allowed. Military law served, simple and rude. , Everything is simple!