Chapter 169

Sanzi and some people set up today's camp at the top of the hill. Today's harvest is rich. Zhang Xiaoqiang's men found a temporary new tarpaulin in a simple house. These tarpaulins just provided the best materials for the construction of the camp. Sanzi and his people buried the steel pipes in the soil, and fastened the steel pipes tightly with the tongs used to build the scaffold, After several steel pipes are connected, a frame will come out, and then a tarpaulin and a steel wire will be used. This is a standard simple room. On the ground, a layer of dry yellow sand will be laid, a small tarpaulin will be laid, and a quilt will be laid, so that you can sleep comfortably.

An honest man can't spare time. He and a few people are busy bundling the steel bars and steel pipes on the ground. As long as the car comes, they can load the car directly. The two little sisters also came out today, wearing smaller work clothes to help the honest man bundle them together.

In the distance, the fat cook and some women were busy living around a big pot. The big pot was on an empty oil bucket. There was a big mouth under the oil bucket. A piece of wood with thick arms was exposed. The burning light of the wood was faint outside. A red flame three feet high was spraying out against the bottom of the pot. The temperature of the flame made the fat cook sweat, He stood beside the stove, waving a big spoon, and from time to time loudly ordered the women around him to pour the prepared materials into the big iron pot. In a short time, the smell of cooking was dispersed by the wind. No matter he was resting or busy at the moment, after smelling the aroma of rice, he could not help looking to the fat cook.

Yang Ke'er sits on a folding chair on the hillside, listening to music while wearing earphones, and looking at the busy crowd. She is very complacent. She stretches and continues to look at the busy crowd. She is a little pleased. When she is with Zhang Xiaoqiang, she always does hard work. Sometimes she thinks that she is "Yang Ke'er = coolie" in Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes Now I don't have to work with her. It's good to watch others work. Is that the landlady's feeling?

Shangguan Qiaoyun is sitting at the door of the simple room. In front of her, there is an ammunition box embedded with iron sheet. The ammunition box is covered with a layer of white cloth, and on the white cloth are the parts of the M1 garland rifle. She is wiping the trigger parts with a rag, and there is a bottle of lubricant Wang Le Nong used to replace gun oil. Shangguan Qiaoyun's dream is no longer to go to wh, She no longer relies on men to become strong, but her idea has changed again. She wants her unpredictable shooting skills to be able to be used at any time. She doesn't want to be controlled by that strange feeling, and her body must be determined by herself. She puts down the trigger and looks at Zhang Xiaoqiang. Zhang Xiaoqiang is standing on the top of the slope to check the progress of his work. He doesn't know Shangguan Qiaoyun's wait-and-see.

In the middle of the sound, Shangguan Qiaoyun takes back her sight and continues to maintain her gun. Her feelings for Zhang Xiaoqiang are very complicated. She wants to get close to him, but she is afraid of getting too close to him. Zhang Xiaoqiang thinks that she is a casual woman, but if she doesn't get close, Zhang Xiaoqiang turns a blind eye to her. She wants to wait for him to pursue herself, and she doesn't care how many women he has, In the last days, excellent men are too rare, and only with excellent men can their lives and materials be guaranteed. But Zhang Xiaoqiang is too dull for her, and does not show any initiative. Is he not satisfied with her? The most irritating thing is that Zhang Xiaoqiang used to like to play with her, but now Zhang Xiaoqiang sees her like a ghost. Why? Do you feel terrible now?

Looking at the busy crowd, Zhang Xiaoqiang still has a sense of achievement in his heart. Now he's a big and small man, and he has nearly a hundred people working hard for him. Although there are only twenty people who really dare to work hard, what kind of world is this? This is the last time when there are no more than one hundred people in the world. Now that he has so many people under his command, he can see something flying in the air when he is satisfied.

A man-made object fell rapidly from the fracture of the viaduct. The distance of forty or fifty meters was not long. As soon as Zhang Xiaoqiang's head was taken up, the object fell under the Viaduct with a loud crash. After that, except for raising some dust, there was no movement. Zhang Xiaoqiang saw that there were more than a dozen zombies lying under the fracture of the viaduct, Some of them are evolutionary zombies.

Zhang Xiaoqiang understands why there are so few zombies in the camp. It's time for construction at 10 a.m. and it's still early for lunch. All the construction workers are on the construction site. In addition to the cook, the camp is the person who takes care of the materials. What Zhang Xiaoqiang takes people to kill is only a small part of the zombies on the construction site, and the big head is still on the viaduct above him.

Zhang Xiaoqiang pulls out the police dagger hanging on his left leg and cuts it to his palm. He can see the serrated blade. He can't do anything that he can't do. He has fast self-healing ability, but the pain can't be closed! He turned and looked at the men, wondering if he could find someone to carry on his back?

Zhang Huai'an? Not too old, honest man? Looking at the honest man who talks and laughs with his little sister, Zhang Xiaoqiang shakes his head. Forget it, don't bully the honest man. He sweeps his eyes to other people. Wang Chong sees Zhang Xiaoqiang looking around the crowd, thinks that Zhang Xiaoqiang wants to find someone to do something, and runs to Zhang Xiaoqiang's side to ask.

Zhang Xiaoqiang looked at Wang Chong, who had run to him. He was speechless. He hadn't seen anyone send him to donate blood. Now Wang Chong, who is frustrated and trampled, has sent him to the door? Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't say much, but just asked him to offer some blood. Wang Chong heard that his face turned white, and he didn't say anything. He "brushed" his sleeve, stretched his arm to Zhang Xiaoqiang's eyes, and looked at Wang Chong, who had his head tilted to one side, closed his eyes and bit his teeth. Zhang Xiaoqiang gently scratched the back of his arm with a dagger, and a line of red seal slowly appeared, and then blood beads seeped out, Wang Chong was puzzled when he saw the drizzle on his arm.Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't explain. He asked him to stand with him and look at the viaduct. Wang Chong held his arm and looked up at the viaduct 40 or 50 meters above his head. Suddenly, a black spot appeared at the top of the viaduct fracture. Slowly, he could see that it was a zombie who was walking and a new zombie appeared behind it, They all go to the attraction of the bloody smell under the bridge and keep walking to the fracture.

When the first zombie fell under the bridge, one by one zombies fell off the bridge. Some zombies were wearing yellow or red safety helmets. The black bodies of the zombies formed a line in the air and kept falling under the bridge until the line formed a waterfall, Not all zombies are lucky enough to fall on the ground under the bridge