The little girl is not like the stupid big man beside her. She has special cold-proof clothes to protect herself from the cold.

"Stop showing off your clumsy funny performance, take her to her parents, we still have a lot of work to do, and it's not time to rest!" In the end, the girl could only say a few words coldly, and turned around to prepare leave.

——Monsters like myself should be honest and alone, otherwise they will only hurt others.

The little girl who was frightened and cried gradually stopped crying, her big watery eyes filled with water, she looked up at the slender figure of the girl wrapped in the cloak, and sobbed in a choked voice: "Thanks...Thanks... You, big...sister..."

The girl's footsteps stopped, and her gray eyes looked at the tall monster walking towards her.

"Children, they are very pure. They still don't understand the difference between infected people and ordinary people. They don't understand. We did the destruction of the city." The patriot walked up to the girl and said intermittently.

"Is something wrong, old stubborn?" The girl tilted her head, adding a hint of a rebellious girlish temperament, and the long rabbit ears on the top of her head swayed, making people sincerely want to pinch and touch.

A few years ago, he would still sweetly call himself "father", but now there are only "old stubborn" and "old guy" left. Is this the period of rebellion?

I'm really not good at having a good relationship with my children, my son is like this, so is my daughter.

"Yelena, right now, what do you want for your birthday, gift?" The clumsy old father suppressed what he wanted to ask, and chose to find a less cold topic, trying to ease the somewhat stiff atmosphere.

"It was just the day we met, not my birthday."

"Birthday, you don't know, the day we meet is of great significance and worth celebrating."

"Forget it, in this environment, I don't have any intention of celebrating. You might as well go to Big Bear and the others for a drink. They will definitely be very happy."

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Everyone's wives are on the stage, where are all the half rivals?

This book has been officially signed, and the tickets are out quickly, hurry up, I update so diligently, do you have the heart to vote?

Author group PY:

"I'm a Cthulhu in Tokyo! 》

My name is Bai Ge, and I am a traveler.

Because of some accidents when crossing over, it was hung in the sky and was admired by most of the Japanese people for a few minutes, and by the way, he was awarded the title of the Lord of the Solar Eclipse.

For this reason, the area where I lived was under surveillance for four years, and I also served as a prudent traverser for four years.

There is an organization called the Secret Association, which is actually a middle-aged and elderly fraud center.

The high-school-educated scam boss Pope relied on copy-and-paste to cut out a "Doomsday Bible" for me from major myths.

I asked a master of epilepsy to carve an abstract statue of an indescribable or indescribable deity for me while I was sick.

In the name of blood sacrifice, aunt and aunt believers can donate chickens, ducks and poultry.

Every night, uncles and aunts with a hot eye index of 9.9 perform square dances.

By the way, I also invited my daughter from the second period of my family to cooperate with the acting.

After four years of tossing around like this, Bai Ge suddenly found out that one day, he seemed to be... a god?

Chapter 24 Our old Li is coming as soon as he smells it!

The atmosphere between the father-daughter duo was even colder, even colder than the cold air emanating from the girl's body.

The soldiers' straight-forward brain circuits couldn't understand the too complicated emotional issues, and the patriots could only choose to continue to look for topics: "Yelena, you..."

"There is no problem with the body, the consumption is not large, and there is no disease."

"I think……"

"The leader has gone to the periphery, is there anything else?"

"……there is none left."

"Then I'll go first." The girl tugged at the white cloak whose edges seemed to be burned, and walked around her adoptive father and left.

God, chatted again.

Why is this?In the end, why did the relationship between the father and daughter become what it is now?

Patriots want to understand?If possible, he would like to give the lonely girl a father's hug, but he can't, the deadly low temperature on the girl prevents her from hugging and enjoying the hugs from others.

"Hey, these dudes are really interesting." Lao Li, who just joined in, just happened to see this scene. On the one hand, he was surprised by the patriot's strange appearance, and on the other hand, he was amused by the scolding of him.

You say that you are a seven-foot-tall old man, and let a little girl bully you to the point of speechlessness. This is too outrageous, isn't it?

"Dao Kete, don't talk nonsense." Amiya reminded in a low voice, for fear of revealing her identity.

"What are you afraid of? I just said a few words, and if it's a big deal, I'll fight them!" Lao Li has no fear. He knows that as long as he is still wearing this uniform of integrated sports, no one can take him. So, unless the integration movement is going to clean up the team, or he calls me a traitor himself, "Just say what you need to say, don't get nervous, you're more likely to go wrong if you look around like this, just be smart, Listen to your brother!"

Old Li thought of the time when he took the monk to the little devil's banquet. Back then, it was not as good as it is now. The devil is more powerful than the integration movement. Instead of carrying the devil's nest, we also gave Lao Zhao two bottles of wine. Will the two roast chickens go back?

Therefore, in our opinion, this lurking operation is basically a clutch in hand, and he has no plans to kill all the high-level officers of the integration movement. After the natural disaster is over, he will sneak out of the city quietly. What is there to worry about?

"But……"

"But what is it? I said that you are not ugly, how come you are a yam and egg-brained, why can't you open your mind?"

"Ugh..." Amiya let out a pitiful groan.

"Okay! You little bastard, why are you crying, what is there to cry about?" Through the hood of the integrated uniform, Old Li Hu rubbed Amiya's head, "I said, can you be brave? Zoom in a little bit, ah? You see how promising you are? When you cry, cry, you know how to cry, and you are a leader. You have a pair of rabbit ears, and you are not as courageous as a mouse. What can you do when you look forward to the future? You too Don't say that I bully you, I think you are a girl with two words: lack of training!"

"I didn't cry!" Amiya was spoiled by Kelsey in the past. She held it in the palm of her hand for fear of falling and put it in her mouth for fear of melting. She wouldn't speak too loudly. How could she have suffered such grievances?But she was still strong enough to hold back her tears.

Swordsman is right, I am Amiya, the leader of Rhode Island, how can I cry because of a little grievance?

Whether it is Dao Kete or Teacher Kelsey, the pressure and grievances they bear are hundreds of times greater than their own. In order to live up to their expectations, and for everyone in Rhode Island to trust them, they must be strong.

"Oh, that's right, what's the use of crying?" Old Li's tone became kinder, and he patted Amiya's head lightly, "Men, don't shed blood or tears! Can a crying nose drive away all the enemies? Can you eat enough just by crying?"

"But I'm a girl."

"That's the same, because you are my Li Yunlong's soldier!"

"I see, Swordsman!" Amiya nodded resolutely. Since entering this area surrounded by the integrated movement, the little heart that was thumping for fear of being exposed has gradually quieted down.

Standing beside Lao Li, who was born a hero and brave, the girl's small body seemed to have a lot of courage out of thin air.

"Okay, you bring people to the shelter and follow their arrangement quickly. I wander around, ask for information, and get some wine by the way." Since just now, Lao Li has smelled a stream of wine floating from somewhere. Fragrance, others may not smell it, but how can it escape his old Li's dog nose?In the words of our political commissar Zhao, as long as there is a little smell, Lao Li can immediately fly into a bird and turn into a phoenix. As soon as he smells it, he knows that it is a good wine. Hooked up, how can he hold back?You have to take two bites to satisfy your cravings.

Amiya: "...?!"

Swordsman used to be a drinker, so how did he become smoking, drinking, and poisoning after a nap?Mom, how should I explain this to Teacher Kelsey?

And he actually wants to find drinks in the enemy's position. Is this what people do?

"Stop talking nonsense! You can do whatever I ask you to do, I know it!" Without looking at Amiya's expression--I couldn't see it anyway--Old Li knew that this girl was going to say something bad again, and put it down impatiently. Throwing hands at people.

He was a daring master, and he dared to open up to eat and drink at the devil's banquet. It just so happened that he didn't plan to sneak into the shelter in a confused way, and then leave in a confused way, taking him around to inquire about information, which is very good.

The intuition of fighting for many years tells Lao Li that there may be some strife between himself and this integration movement!

"You can't go Daokete!" Amiya grabbed Lao Li's sleeve, "Who will help me persuade Daokete!"

In the sight of Amiya's pleading, General Dong, who had become a die-hard fan of Lao Li, stood up, and then said something that made the little leader's eyes dark: "Dao Kete, bring me one, I want to get some too. Have a drink!"

"Go, go, you little girl, what kind of wine do you drink?" When he heard that someone was going to grab a drink with him, Old Li immediately became irritated, "Is that wine something you can drink?"

"We Ursasians are born to drink, and I always only look at the color when I drink!" Lin Dong snorted, indicating that he was also an old Dawarich.

"Bum, hurry up and hide in the shelter for Lao Tzu. Are you going to have a banquet when I say no? If I say no, it won't work. It's your fault!" Of course, Lao Li still disagreed. On the one hand, it was indeed dangerous. , Lin Dong can fight if she can fight, but she is not familiar with the business of working behind enemy lines, and it is easy to cause trouble if she is taken out; secondly, this bear girl is about the same age as his own son, and he is also a father, how can he What about underage girls?

After losing his temper, Lao Li shook off Amiya and walked away following the fragrance of wine.

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The patriot's race "Wendigo" is a monster in Indian mythology. The most classic image of this monster is the deer head. If the patriot does not look like this, the eagle horn does not need to be extravagant to divide him into a separate race.

Chapter 25 I'm so hungry!

"Be quick and quick to move these supplies into the shelter. Our supplies are very tight, especially food and ammunition! Hurry up, time is running out!"

"I know, eldest sister, you should sit down and rest for a while, I think you are a little unsteady!"

"What nonsense? Move your things well!"

The girl's mouth is stubborn, but her body is really overwhelmed. Her ore disease symptoms are very serious. In the battle just now, as one of the most powerful knives in the integration movement, she put in a lot of effort, The physical exertion is not small, and the excessive use of Originium Art by the ore patient is an act of overdrafting her life, not to mention that she is still a critically ill patient who is already on the verge of death, so she finally found a raised ruin and sat down to rest. .

The integration soldier in charge of carrying the supplies saw the girl's expression of disgust with her body and integrity, and couldn't help but let out a kind of laughter with a little pity, causing the girl to roll her eyes.

In fact, these guys don't need their own command at all. They point fingers here. The girl understands this very well. Those responsible for attacking and guarding this area are all veterans brought out by herself and her father. It is a purely militarized organization. , Strict discipline prohibits the military quality is excellent and the combat effectiveness is strong, maybe the weapons and equipment are at a disadvantage, but in terms of the soldiers' will to fight, the trump card of the Usaus regular army is only higher than that of the regular army. This is a team that has been honed in countless battles. The Iron Army is a roaring army that dares to show their swords to a strong enemy. It is completely different from the armed thugs like the Kingslayer and the others. If they can't even carry materials well, they should be cleaned up.

What really needs girls to sit in are those places where the civilians are escorted and guarded in Qiecheng. In addition to the civilians, there are also many Usaus military police who have surrendered their weapons. In this situation, in order to facilitate management, we can only temporarily take these prisoners first. Together with civilians, they can easily become the source of riots. There are young girls watching. Even if the prisoners want to take risks, they must first consider whether they are enough to kill, but after being thanked by the crying little girl, inexplicably, the girl Suddenly she didn't want to be in contact with the civilians of Ursus, and when she thought of the fear and hatred in their eyes when they looked at her, she panicked.

The girl does not have much ill will towards the common people of Ursus. On the one hand, she has been infected since she was a child. She has always been running around the wasteland, and has never lived in a mobile city. The people she contacts and fights with are Ursus. The regular army, without the experience of being sent from heaven to hell at one time after being infected, is a little bit lacking even if he shares the same hatred with his compatriots. Consciously control and channel the hatred against the Ursus civilians in the team, and prevent this blind hatred from becoming an unstoppable giant wave. Otherwise, when the giant wave slams against the hard rocks, it will be the giant wave itself that will be shattered.

The girl must admit that her character and thoughts are full of the shadow of the old beast. Without him, even if she would not be as extreme as Mephistopheles, at best she would be a second kingslayer.

Not to mention, the girl is still very grateful for her adoptive father's nurturing grace - even though the current relationship between the father and daughter is somewhat stiff.

The girl took out a slap-sized flat flask from her pocket, unscrewed the lid and took a sip of the liquid in it. The spicy taste flowed down her throat and esophagus, bringing a false sense to the cold internal organs. temperature.

It seems that a good girl should not drink, but unfortunately this rule does not apply to the Ursus people. In the cold Ursus wasteland, the high-quality vodka that can ward off the cold is an indispensable treasure for men, women and children. This kind of easy-to-carry The flat jug is even more standard for Ursas, and girls can only drink alcohol. Only spirits with an alcohol content of 60° or more can maintain a liquid state in her incompletely controlled cold, otherwise they need to replenish water. , she can only chew ice cubes.

The ore disease has turned her into a mobile cold storage, the cold will not only freeze others, but also her own, from the inside out, it is all hopelessly cold.

She didn't even know if she could still be considered human.

The jug in his hand is the relic of an Ursus officer, a heroic soldier. Even if his entire army was annihilated, he was still desperately resisting, consuming all the Originium in the staff, then pick up the one on the corpse. After throwing the bomb, shooting all the crossbow arrows, and cutting off the blade, he still couldn't shake the girl's ice shield. In desperation, he threw the only thing he could throw at hand, which was this jug, and the heart was pierced by the ice pick. , still shouting "monster"!

Recalling the look in the officer's dying eyes, the girl took another sip. The alcohol stimulated her nerves, turning it into a false warmth, as if even this long-frozen body would be thawed with it.

"Yo, this is really good wine!" The girl was full of thoughts, and a loud, vulgar voice suddenly came from her ear, "I said, girl, can you give us Lao Li two mouthfuls of this wine?"

Lao Li was naturally thick-skinned, and it was not once or twice that he begged others for drinks with a shy face, not to mention that the rabbit girl in front of him looked like a high-level commander of the integration movement. She would definitely be able to get important information from her mouth. The enemy is begging and drinking, can this be called begging and drinking?What's the best way to get into an enemy organization and have a good relationship with an alcoholic?Of course it was drinking with her!There are no one hundred or eighty people who are drunk by our old Li under the table, that's right!

"You?" The girl looked at this familiar fellow beside her suspiciously. Although it is a traditional virtue of the Ursas to share wine and drink with each other, she has never seen such a straightforward person asking for a drink.

And the girl was not in a good mood at this time, so she waved her hand impatiently: "Just finished drinking, you can ask someone else to ask for it."

"Sir, don't want to talk nonsense, I saw it all, you still have a wine bottle in your pocket!" Lao Li pointed to the other pocket of the girl's clothes, where the mouth of another flat wine bottle was exposed.

"You bastard..." Lao Li's rogue performance instead amused the girl, he shook his head helplessly, took out another jug ​​and threw it to Lao Li - this is her own jug, "Remember after drinking the bottle. Give it back to me!"

"Hey, come, come, come, come and come, come and go!" As soon as he saw Jiu Lao Li, he revealed his true form, took off his mask, revealing his old face that had turned into a chrysanthemum with a smile, sat down beside the girl carelessly, stretched out his hand He touched the jug in the girl's hand, then raised his head and poured half a bottle, stretched his neck and exhaled a refreshing white breath: "Ha, comfortable! It's really good wine, mother, but greedy. I'm dead, come and come, let's make another one!"

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