Recalling the scene of that day, the major general's eyes were unusually wet.
There seemed to be a certain smell in the apple, which could remind him of the past and his lost conscience.
Since the man died, his body has been divided up by everyone, even the bone marrow in the bone has not been let go.
For ten days, relying on the man's body, they survived for ten days, waiting for the wind and snow to expel the zombie from the capital.
And that man fed himself and others with his flesh and blood. That man is his own brother and his brother like father and mother.
It was also the major general who led them at that time.
The young general thought of his brother, and his slender fingers could not help shaking into a fist.
Since his brother died, he seems to have inexplicably fallen in love with this man eating taste, which can almost be said that hunger forced them to do so.
In the heavy snow, they couldn't find any food. Some were just corpses all over the ground.
Later, a soldier in the team was out of strength. When he was about to starve to death, he took his hand and said, "make me into food. Comrades and comrades in arms need food."
At this time, no one will refuse with affectation, and no one will think that eating people is a very disgusting time.
Because everyone wants to live and find their relatives.
He can't let his comrades in arms down, he can't let his brothers down.
He dismembered his brother, just as he dismembered his brother, more and more comfortable.
Head, neck, hands, thighs, open belly and take internal organs. When you get there, you almost think you're going to become a physician.
He ate the flesh and drank the blood of his comrades in arms. At that moment, he felt incomparable heartache.
Until the second man, the third man and the fourth man fell down, he was numb.
Cannibalism has become a tool for him to live.
Until now, he has only one concept of cannibalism, that is to live, live.
"General, the apple has a taste that people don't know how to describe. It feels like it returns to the very nostalgic taste in the past."
A soldier who followed the young man looked at the people and ate the apple. Then he picked up the apple in his arms and took a bite.
"The taste is really a little bit back to the previous feeling, but it's too hateful." the young man smelled the smell of apple and couldn't stop tears in his eyes.
Brother, brother.
"General, there are too many apples on the apple tree. We may need a truck to load them."
The soldier held a big and red apple. Although he also had regret in his heart, he knew very well that now the snow and ice had buried the earth, and there were countless corpses and invisible zombies under the earth.
"Truck? It's impossible to find a truck at this time. See if the space power can make more space."
The young general looked at the soldiers coming down from the tree one by one with a lot of apples, and his heart was slightly touched.
"You, distribute these apples. From today on, we won't eat human flesh. Let's see if we can find some food and collect as much as we can."
The most primitive taste of Apple calls back the conscience of the young general. Human flesh, even if it can fill his stomach, will make people go to hell.
Although the world has become hell.
Song Fengfu looked at the young general and suddenly had a lot of feelings.
"Do you want to help them?" Lu Jingxuan looked at Song Fengfu with a moist look in her eyes. It was impossible if she didn't touch.
"I think there are still a lot of vegetables in my space. Anyway, we can't eat them all at once..."
"Do you want to give it to them?" Lu Jingxuan listened to her words and suddenly had such an idea.
"No, I want to make a deal with them."
Song Fengfu knew that there were only more than 70 teleportation symbols left on her. It looked like a lot, but in fact there were not many.
"Transaction?"
Lu Jingxuan doesn't understand what kind of transaction she wants to make. After all, these people should have nothing to trade, right?
"Yes, deal. You wait here. I'll go out and ask him if he has zombie beads."
Song Fengfu walked out of the space, and the young general and others in front of him were suddenly frightened.
"Who are you?"
Looking at the heavily wrapped woman in front of him, the young general thought of the man and woman mentioned by Chen Lu. Is it possible that the woman in front of him is the woman among the men and women?
"You don't care who I am. I will appear in front of you just to make a deal with you."
Song Fengfu stared at the young man in front of him. He was as handsome as Lu Jingxuan, but his body smelled of blood and murderous.
"Deal? What deal?" the young man looked at Song Fengfu in front of him and suddenly felt a little funny. What kind of deal would make the woman risk it?
"I can provide you with food, but I need 100000 zombie beads."
Song Fengfu deliberately hid her voice, which sounded dull.
"100000 zombie beads? You mean the beads in the Zombie's head?"
The young man remembered that someone had dug out the beads in the head of a zombie before, but didn't the beads turn people into powers?
What does she want so many beads for?
"Yes, two zombie beads can be exchanged for a cabbage, twenty beads can be exchanged for a kilogram of rice, and fifteen beads can be exchanged for a liter of water. If you have zombie beads on hand, you can change them now."
Song Fengfu deliberately pinched her voice a lot. Hearing this, the young general could not help but frown.
"Your price is too high. You know it's hard to kill a zombie now."
"So without materials, don't you also go deep into the location of the zombie? If you can live a good life with my materials, don't you think about it?"
Song Fengfu doesn't believe that no one doesn't want to eat white rice, and no one doesn't want to drink water and eat meat.
"General, haven't we collected a lot of zombie beads as booty? In that case, we might as well exchange them for some food. As long as these food support us to the south, maybe we will be saved."
Facing the general who looked very hesitant in front of him, the soldier couldn't help but hurry.
"Support us to the south? Now the situation in the south is no better than us." the general sneered, and the zombies have gone to the south. Now the South should be suffering from zombies.
"But anyway, we can't stay in this ice and snow world all the time. Russian people have moved to our border, and even many people have gone south to survive. General, do you really have to wait until the capital has become an ice cellar..."