Chapter 42 Li Zhu

At night, Fang Xingtian may not have the patience to wait and left at night. After all, his nest is still the most important.

This is also good news for He Wen. Fang Xingtian's departure proves that he has died for these machine guns, but it may also cause a crack between the two forces.

However, everything was still calm. After about a week, He Wen, who originally sent Scarface out, also returned. Of course, he must have been exploited by Chen Pi for more than 50 catties.

According to the report of Scarface, seven reserve members died during this period, that is, those prisoners, Qiu Hu's subordinates at the beginning.

On the way, they met a group of zombies, which led to deaths that should not have appeared, and seven deaths. He Wen has no opinion on this. As long as you have fear, it will follow you. The best choice is to face him, even if you have fear, you have to face it. He Wen also came here like this. If those people don't die, He Wen will feel strange.

Now, the reserve members brought by Qiao Guoxing have been turned into official players and entered the Tutian team one by one. These people have experienced death with He Wen and have extremely trusted He Wen. Even if they give their lives to He Wen, they will not make a little wave in their hearts, because He Wen is him. God, he has the ability to make everyone live, and his strength can make them full of food and clothing. As soon as they see the envious eyes of people in other camps, they have an inexplicable sense of pride.

As for the death squad, or those people, the training they have experienced is harder and more cruel, that is, to take some food out of the city every day, kill ten zombies alone, and bring back the zombies' heads, and the weapons are only cold weapons, and they can't fire guns. If they can't bring them back, they don't have to come back. Therefore, there are two more people who don't know whether they are dead or lost. In short, they didn't find it after that, but they ate the same food as He Wen, which was the best.

Although He Wen had nothing to do in the camp, he was busy with Qiao Guoxing and others, such as inting about the three major forces, such as surveying the route of the city, drawing maps, and preparing for Why Wen's departure.

It can be said that all the newcomers know Qiao Guoxing's scarface, but no one knows He Wen. They only know that He Wen is the head of the butcher camp and knows that he is more powerful than Scarface, the man who killed Qiu Hu.

It has been almost a month since He Wen and others came to the gathering place of the original city. At the end of September, early autumn has come, as if everything is the same. Death is staged every day, and the struggle of new and old forces has not been interrupted.

He Wen's camp has changed. Compared with other camps, the people in He Wen's camp are all strong men. In addition to training every day, they also eat much better than other camps. Although they do not completely train according to the situation of special forces, at least they are like training new recruits. It happens that this scar face is the result of the special forces. He is still relatively clear about the briefness of these trainings.

Tomorrow is the day when He Wen set out for the military base. He Wenzheng is comforting her with Ding Ding in his arms.

"Uncle, can you take Dingding with you? Dingding is very good." Ding Ding pouted and burst into tears.

He Wen kissed the corners of Dingding's eyes: "Ding, uncle is going out to find Dingding's mother. If Dingding is here, uncle will be distracted, and uncle can't find Dingding's mother if he is distracted."

"No, I'm going to find my mother with my uncle." Dingding, who has always been very good, is the first time he has not listened to He Wen.

"Dingding, my uncle is for everyone. He went out for Dingding, so Ding has to listen to his uncle." Cheng Li took Dingding's little hand and persuaded him.

"But... But Dingding wants to be with his uncle. Dingding said, and the tears that had just stopped gushed out again.

"Don't you want to be with your aunt?" Cheng Li said with a smile.

"I want to, but Dingding prefers to be with my uncle." Dingding bit his little finger and said.

"But it's dangerous for uncle to go out this time, so if Dingding goes, it will make uncle more dangerous." Cheng Li said.

Dingding fell into meditation, and He Wen continued: "If Dingding wants to go with his uncle, he doesn't like Dingding." He Wen said seriously.

"Wow... Dingding won't go. Uncle wants to like Dingding. Ding Ding hugged He Wen's neck and cried.

"Okay, good boy, uncle likes Dingding, and uncle has always liked Dingding." He Wen wiped away the tears on Dingding's face and said with a smile.

"Hmm." Dingding nodded heavily and kissed He Wen: "Then Dingding won't let his uncle get hurt, otherwise Dingding will be worried."

"Well, uncle promised Dingding. Well, Dingding will go to play with Aunt Cheng first. Uncle has something else to do." He Wen rubbed Ding Ding's head.

"Hmm." Ding Ding nodded reluctantly. Thinking that his uncle was leaving tomorrow, his eyes began to turn red, and he bit his lips and was hugged by Cheng Li.

He Wen sighed. It's not that he doesn't want to leave Dingding. He is used to the existence of Dingding around him. As soon as he leaves Dingding, there will always be a feeling of emptiness in his heart, and Dingding is his best decompression medicine. As long as she is there, He Wen feels that he has no anxiety and heart in any difficulties. Feelings of sadness.

"How's the preparation going?" He Wen asked the official team members and the back members who were moving supplies.

These reserve players always have an inexplicable fear of He Wen. As soon as He Wen comes, they will always feel a little breathless, but the official players do not have this feeling, and their eyes will only flash with fanatical reverence.

"Report Brother Wen, it's almost ready." An official team member saluted.

"Well, okay." He Wen nodded: "Speed up, get ready to eat when you're done, have a good rest, and set off tomorrow."

"Yes!" Twenty people replied loudly. They stood up and looked excitedly at the enviable light of the other official team members. They were appointed by He Wen to follow He Wen to find the 20 people at the military base. Of course, there were also six death squads. They could not speak. They have not said anything since they entered the death squad. They were lonely, indifferent and bloodthirsty, which were their symbols.

"Uncle, go out tomorrow to put on more clothes. It's going to be cold." In the evening, Ding Ding lay on He Wen's body and looked reluctant.

"I know, Ding Ding should also listen to Aunt Cheng Li at home." He Wen rubbed Dingding's hair and smiled.

Feeling the warmth of the night before departure, He Wen felt very quiet in his heart. He knew that the end of the world would never be as stable as it is now. At least this moment of tranquility can be enjoyed. He Wen no longer wants to see the sea of zombies in his dream, and no longer wants the bloody massacres that often appears in his dream.

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The moment of parting always comes quickly. In Dingding's tearful eyes, after watching 27 people including him, ten large off-road jeeps and a medium-sized truck leave, he finally cried.

Cheng Li comforted Dingding while watching He Wen leave.

In the eyes of both the official and the reserve team members, Cheng Li is He Wen's woman, that is, the hostess of their camp. Although they did not see the process, it can be seen from their closeness with Dingding.

Although the little princess is amiable, she will not be easily hugged by others, except for the strong-skinned scar captain.

Cheng Li sighed. Naturally, she also wanted these team members to think, but He Wen didn't like her at all. Except for a few simple greetings related to Dingding, she hardly said a few words.

In front of He Wen, her beauty and beauty have no effect at all. Sometimes she even guesses whether He Wen likes men or young women? Because she wants to have appearance, breasts, buttocks, slender waist and limbs, golden figure and golden appearance, which is undoubtedly the best thing that makes countless men crazy, but He Wen hasn't looked at it a few times.

Naturally, He Wen didn't know what Cheng Li thought. Although he didn't say he was a good man, he was also a man with his own principles.

The most important thing is that he is passive... Moreover, he also had an attractive woman in his heart, that is, Ling Yumeng, who was shy and eventually became a cold woman, with guilt. Moreover, the reason why he let Cheng Li stay with Dingding was that Cheng Li was once a host, eloquence, and could tell Dingding's favorite stories, so he gave Cheng Li preferential treatment.

However, He Wen's actions were not like that in the eyes of others, so she once regarded Cheng Li as the heroine, and even Cheng Li had this idea at the beginning, but later He Wen once indifferently overturned the idea in her heart.

"Call the leader, call the leader." A small batch of zombies were found ahead.

This is the walkie-talkie collected by He Wen from Qiuhu Camp. Four of them can be called within 500 meters. The weapons they brought are also the best in the camp, and they also brought a machine gun.

What puzzled everyone most was that He Wen also took out the big black dog and stupid cat and put them in the truck. Fortunately, they only needed to report the number of people out of the city, and they would not check very seriously. They just walked through the scene.

"Received, if you feel threatened, continue to call. If you can ignore it, try to ignore it and waste time." He Wen held the inter-talking call.

"Yes."

He Wen frowned and listened to the report of the death squad. Recently, the number of zombies near the original city has increased. He always felt that this was a great danger signal. Although he did not feel any danger, there was always a kind of uneasiness entangled him. This uneasiness forced him to find a weapon as soon as possible. Something that can make them feel safe.

The convoy accelerated, ignored this small group of 30 or 40 zombies, and chose to continue to move towards the goal.

Along the way, it seemed to be more desolate than at the beginning of the end of the world, like a place where no one passed, and even there was barren grass growing beside the road, and the motorcade galloped a piece of dust, covering the grass leaves swaying with the autumn wind.

"Call the leader and find a team of about ten people in front of you." Two hours later, the leading death squad shouted the intercom again.

"Don't worry, continue on the road." He Wen replied to the sermon.

"They have stopped our vehicle and said they want to see our leader." It is still the indifferent tone of Zou Yuqi, the captain of the death squad. Even in the face of He Wen, it is still this indifferent tone. They are not desireless, they are just slaughterers addicted to killing.

He Wen put down the intercom and got out of the car. He wanted to see what these people want to do. If he joined, he didn't mind taking it. After all, there was a shortage of manpower in the end of the world.

"What can I do for you?" He Wen's eyes glanced at the eleven men and women who looked like beggars. One of them gave him a sense of familiarity, but their current appearance was so miserable that he couldn't see what their faces looked like at all.

"Brother Wen!" The familiar voice echoed in He Wen's ears, and his eyes stared at the leading strong man, and could see the excitement in the eyes of the strong man, and even a trace of trembling.

He Wen didn't say anything. He stared at the strong man for fear of identifying the wrong person.

"Brother Wen, I'm Zhuzhu, Li Zhu." The strong man in front of him rushed up excitedly, but was stopped by the indifferent death squad.