Rise of the Wasteland

The so-called ‘mother is a mother’. The easiest way to gather people ’s hearts in the last days is to eat a bite. In the cold windy nuclear winter, a cauldron of boiling food and hot steam is really the focus of attention.

The action team has a field kitchen converted from a light truck, which has water purification, disinfection, boiling water, hot rice, heating, and various functions. One hour can make a meal for 100 people.

Large pans of instant noodles are cooked in the big pot of the field kitchen. This is the second generation of instant noodles of ‘Extreme’, which is optimized again in nutrition and calories. Does it taste like ..., or that sentence, you can't eat anyone.

Since the cooking team of the action team started cooking instant noodles, a large group of people in the stronghold automatically surrounded them with the smell of food. These people swallowed saliva, staring at the bubbling bubbles in the pot. Although they are frightened of the various large-caliber machine guns of the action team, they just don't leave, but they surround more and more people.

The surrounding crowd is getting more and more dense [无 ^ 错 ^ 小说] [www]. [Quled]. [Com], maybe it ’s a number advantage to look at one party, and finally someone bravely asked the cooking soldier to ask us Can I eat it in one bite? Just one sip. I think you guys cooked so much, you can't finish it. "

The vicious-looking butcher sits personally and stands outside the field kitchen. For the residents in the stronghold who were thin and faced like beggars, he laughed and wanted to be full? no problem! Can you exchange it? "

When he heard it, he was not directly rejected, and the surrounding crowd was agitated. Several people shoved in front of the butcher, eagerly and flattering, asked the Chief, do you want? As long as we have it, we give it to you. "

"I want your life." The butcher smirked and patted the machine gun in his hand. With his movements, the heavy machine guns on several firepower assault vehicles around also moved the muzzle and aimed.

The restlessness was stopped immediately, and no one dared to act lightly, but no one left. After a few seconds of quietness, some people renewed their courage and trembled and said to the butcher, sir. Our lives are worthless, as long as we can change our stuttering. "

The butcher did not relax easily. He sat on the frame of the field kitchen and asked condescendingly whether you could not eat enough in the stronghold. "No fiction network does not skip words.

Is this nonsense? Can you eat enough to be hungry? Can one be full as one weak and weak? Can I be full of bitterness and hatred? And this question is just a tear gas bomb. When it comes to ‘eating’, who is n’t sore in tears these days?

"We only have one meal a day."

"Sometimes even a meal cannot be guaranteed."

"And the quality of the food is still very poor. Some people eat and spit and diarrhea, and they don't talk about the dirtyness without dignity, and they die somehow."

"People die almost every day. No one can tell how long they can persist?"

The residents in the basement cried while talking, and all their anger, hope, and dignity disappeared because of lack of food. In fact, they can't do it now because they just don't have the strength to just look at their bleak faces.

The members of the town's action team originally looked at these people with playful eyes and expressions, but they looked at each other's hands and feet trembling, tears, and inevitably gave birth to a bit of pity.

These are all Americans, but some are following Victor Hugo, anyway, they have a living guarantee. Some follow the current, aimlessly confusing, and die if they can't continue. In the last days of the world, the fate of a person is really insignificant.

The butcher was still thinking about whether to verbally stimulate these stronghold residents, but now it seems completely unnecessary. These people are really willing to do anything as long as they stutter. He said in a deep voice that we need some people and are willing to join us, and we at least guarantee that they can eat and wear warmth. "

With a call for recruitment, a skinny arm was stretched out at the bottom, and everyone pushed forward with all their strength, shouting heartbreakingly and shouting at me ... I was willing to join. Sir, accept me. Let me do it, just stutter. "

The turbulent crowd almost drowned the tall and strong butcher. No one cared about his vicious and ugly face this time, but was as excited as seeing an angel. The butcher snarled and shouted enough, and queued up to join. Our food is enough to feed you. "

The action team was willing to provide food, and the news swept through the settlements like a gust of wind. Almost everyone fluttered, and no one wants to let go of such good things. As for those who eat the action team, they are going to die, this detail is not even noticed.

The long queue was discharged dozens of meters, and the crowd was crowded. The people in the back row looked with hope at the people who had the food in front ~ www.readwn.com ~, while the people in the front row held the plates and smiled.

Huffman's people were useless when they came, beating, swearing, threatening, and tricks. No one can stop a group of desperate people from living. Even Huffman came out in vain, and the majesty of the leader was not worth a bowl of batter.

"The entire North American region has been devastated. Relying on dozens of us, let alone searching a city, searching a building is very difficult. But with these hundreds of people in front of us, our task is greatly reduced. There are When there are many people, it is easy to do things. "

Zhou Qingfeng stood at the back of the field kitchen, staring blankly at the residents of the stronghold eating noodles happily, already thinking about how to marshal and use them.

The butcher stood aside and said that they now give them about one thousand calories of liquid food per meal, cultivate them for a day or two to restore their gastrointestinal function, and then take three thousand calories per meal to restore physical fitness. These people need four or five days before they can start work, or they will easily die in large numbers due to overwork. "

"I understand that the current situation can't be urgent and must be taken slowly. Waiting for a week or so is just to better achieve the goal." Zhou Qingfeng was still calm, "If necessary, we can also find ways to contact other humans nearby to settle Point, as many people as possible. "

"Then I immediately contact Havana and let Lena Fox continue to send us transport supplies." The butcher knew that no matter how precious the fuel was now, any request of the action team would be met, and it would not account for the cost.

Zhou Qingfeng's action is only allowed to succeed, not allowed to fail. (To be continued.)

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