Apocalypse Cockroach
Chapter 297: 297 I'm Fifteen
Zhang Xiaoqiang will never throw up again. These people have been divided into battle logistics teams that have disappeared for a long time. The original battle logistics teams have all become construction workers. Zhang Xiaoqiang has not yet planned to integrate these people into the base for a while. The reason is very difficult. Zhang Xiaoqiang is not bad anymore. Nearly 1,000 engineering teams can't do anything?
Zhang Xiaoqiang also intended to dig up all two mountains, but now he has decided to put them down for a while. If this WH trip can get the boat and crew smoothly, he will take people out on the boat. If he can't get it, he will think of other places. Zhang Xiaoqiang brought more than 400 people to recover the missile base today without trying to leave a backway.
“How far away is your house? When will we be leaving tomorrow morning at 7: 00?” Zhang Xiaoqiang asked the young worker behind him that the young man had washed himself clean today, although he had some beard on his lips, he could still see the tenderness of his face.
The young man looked in the direction of his hometown and his face was full of complexity. When he heard Zhang Xiaoqiang's question, he recovered. He bowed his head and said:
“Tomorrow morning it will be almost 9: 00, the key is to get from J City to where we are bad, if the road along the troops will be long overdue. ”
“Troop-built roads?” Zhang Xiaoqiang was somewhat confused. If not all roads are being repaired by the highway bureau, how can the troops repair roads?
“Yeah, it's been repaired for years. The road is generally closed to heavy vehicles. It's a special road. The road doesn't take the national road. The outsiders don't usually know. At some intersections, a lot of locals make money by pointing the way to the drivers in the field, but big trucks don't dare take it up there. There are soldiers on the road. ”
Zhang Xiaoqiang stopped talking, he didn't know anything about these things. Besides, he was already military blind. Now he can only touch the stones to cross the river. The people below have begun to prepare dinner, while Zhang Xiaoqiang's dinner was Yuan's intention. Yuan Yi was learning how to cook when he was injured, and has now left the division.
Mitsuko has some people holding the wire around the perimeter, the wire is attached to a pointed steel bar that is only plugged into the ground, and a metal bell is hung on the wire. This is the alarm device for the evening. As long as something touches the wire, the bell will ring, and the headlight will be on when the bell rings and the truck is facing outside.
Zhang Xiaoqiang walked toward the tent on the dirt bag and saw Yang Qiao sitting in front of the convertible. Today Yang Qiao lost his old spills and had an extra piece of serenity. Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't know what Yang Qiao was up to. He couldn't help but walk up to her and look at her. Yang Qiao had no idea of Zhang Xiaoqiang standing beside him, but looked down at the stone at his feet.
“Little girl, what's wrong?” Zhang Xiaoqiang finally couldn't bear to ask.
“Today is the 14th of July.” Yang Kerr looked up at Zhang Xiaoqiang and said in agony.
“Well? Is today a special day?” Zhang Xiaoqiang had some confusion about what Yang Qiao meant?
“I'm 15 years old today. This time of year, my father cooks for me and my mother prepares me a gift, but now I have nothing. WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO..."
Yang Kel thought that the sad thing began to cry, and looked at Chu Chu poor Yang Kel Zhang Xiaoqiang's heart also began to ache. This little girl followed him through the toughest days without remorse. She followed him in storage like a winter hamster. Together, she faced D2. A scene of the past flashed through Zhang Xiaoqiang's head like a drawing roll.
Zhang Xiaoqiang suddenly felt somewhat sorry for Yang Ke. He basically left her behind for the big things at the base earlier. Yang Ke also behaved very well. He didn't bother Zhang Xiaoqiang, he just played with the little girl.
Thinking of Yang Kel's good, Zhang Xiaoqiang was a little anxious, he didn't know how to do it, just wanted to cook Yang Kel without ingredients? Suddenly Zhang Xiaoqiang thought of where he had taken it from Wang Le.
A pair of black leather gloves appeared in front of Yankee's eyes. Yankee looked at what was in front of her with amazement. Her hands couldn't help but take it from Zhang Xiaoqiang's hand. The gloves were a little loose when Yankee was injured, but when she put a few crystalline little bone buttons on the gloves in the buttonhole of the gloves, she felt just right.
It's already summer 10, and there's always a dry heat in the air, but Yankee can't feel the heat in her hands wearing leather gloves. Instead, there is an icy cold feeling. With the coolness of the gloves, Yankee feels that the heat on her body has disappeared, and none of the pores on her body are uncomfortable.
Seeing Yang Qiao look at his hands with surprise, Zhang Xiaoqiang explained: “This is made from the skin of the rat king. The skin of the rat is difficult to make. These gloves are made from the leather on the two forelimbs on the skin of the rat king. The leather on the two remaining hind legs is not suitable for gloves. Wang Le is also ready to make shoes. ”
Yang Qiao looked up at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Although the sky grew darker, the expression on Yang Qiao's face was not very clear. But those big eyes sparkled and gave Zhang Xiaoqiang a closer look.
“So these gloves are unique? Ha ha, I'm the only one, Yuan Yi and none of them? ”
Zhang Xiaoqiang heard Yang Kel say that when there was some silence, women did not let go of any chance of jealousy, especially Yang Kel. She did not care about the precious points of these gloves, but wondered whether Yuan Yi had them or not.
“Well, let me tell you about the characteristics of these gloves. The biggest thing about these gloves is that they're not afraid of water, they're not afraid of swords, they're not wearing bullets, and the other thing is that if you run into hot gas, it gets cold, and if you run into cold air, it gets hot..."
Zhang Xiaoqiang said half the time, because Yang Qiao didn't listen to him at all, just repeatedly measured the gloves on his hand, his mouth still laughed from time to time, like a little fox who had just stolen the chicken.
Yuan Yi opened the tent and shouted for two people to eat. Zhang Xiaoqiang and Yang Qiao got up and walked into the tent. There was a simple folding square table in the middle of the tent, with four folding benches under the table. The dish on the table was four dishes, one soup, two pots of green vegetables alone, and a plate of grated meat. Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at the green vegetables in front of him with some emotion.
Fat chef has been depressed since the end of his life, the ingredients are getting scarce, even chef can't make new figurines with the simplest food, then he got vegetable seeds and became a little irritated, except for the usual base meal supply, all his heart is on the vegetable shed, now he can not guarantee the daily supply of thousands of people on the base, but also let them eat fresh vegetables once every ten and a half days.
Fat chef's dedication has already paid off. At least Zhang Xiaoqiang has never broken green vegetables. He has begun to let people clean up some of the open spaces outside the base and prepare to expand vegetable cultivation. Funny thing is that fat chef starts to draw the attention of rats again, and every day he will be fine to go see the longer and fatter one in the rat's cave.