Chapter 35 vigil
Because of old Bic's temporary order, the whole batwing team searched Area D again, which delayed the whole battalion's return to the English colony.
The light passing through the thunder clouds is getting less and less, and the earth is getting darker and there is no more light. The night of the dark era is coming again.
It is not appropriate to move to camp at this time, so camping in the wild tonight has become the only choice for English people.
The captains went to old Bic to recover their lives, and the rest of the fighters were free to move in the camp.
The hierarchy in England is suddenly clear.
Those fission fighters undoubtedly occupy more resources, and two or three people get together, drink and chat, as if they are in their own homes, while those ordinary English warriors do not have this kind of welfare. Even their camp is all on the periphery of the camp, and only the stronger people, he The closer the account is to the center, the larger the area of the account.
The basic work of England, including patrol duty, is carried out by these ordinary soldiers.
It's not time to go to bed. After returning, those ordinary members just felt that "Rowens" was a little more stupid than before, and no one doubted his identity.
In order not to show his flaws by taking off his helmet while sleeping, Xiao Quinn even took the initiative to stand up when dispatching night shift workers.
Those early first-order genetic fission fighters who assigned tasks obviously prefer to complete the work they have to do earlier. Naturally, there is no objection to "Rowens" taking the initiative to stand up.
"Rowens" was gloriously assigned to the gate of the camp and was responsible for the night duty of the camp tonight.
Xiao Quinn never dared to take off his helmet or get the food source that belonged to him. Fortunately, he had replenished enough water, so he walked alone to the door of the camp on duty.
The most dangerous place is often the safe place. The more loose Xiao Quinn behaves, the more no one finds that "Rowens" has been stiffened by Li Daitao.
Except for those ordinary English soldiers and a small number of genetically fission fighters who need to be on duty, the rest have returned to their tents to rest.
Outside the wilderness, rest means replenishing physical strength, so rest is a very important thing.
In this place where natural creatures and mutants are rampant, you can't know what kind of trouble you will encounter - maybe the next moment you will encounter a half-meter-high rotten mouse, and maybe in a moment you will become the food of a natural creature or under the claws of those mutant creatures. Dead soul.
If it's just zombies, zombies or beasts with no combat effectiveness, it's nothing, but once you encounter a mutant monster with the same genetic fission, this is the real trouble.
In this era, there are always some strong people of mutant species who are enough to survive in the cracks of natural creatures.
Old Bic destroyed all the places suitable for escape in the forest, so this night, the camp is naturally very dangerous. The vigil is naturally to defend the sudden attack of the camp by the mutant creatures whose dogs jump over the wall.
At this time, the number of soldiers deployed around the camp is also twice as much as usual, ten steps and one post, and they are heavily guarded.
The burning torches exposed the whole camp to the wilderness, but there is nothing we can do, because the temperature difference here is dozens of times higher than during the day.
And the English combat suit does not have much warmth function considering the needs of combat, so the necessary fire becomes the best position for these night guards.
Xiao Kui has long adapted to this environment with a huge temperature difference between day and night, and after he turned on the gene lock to become a genetic fission fighter, no matter how cold or hot it is, it becomes not important to him. He can completely adjust his body temperature to adapt to the surrounding temperature.
Because of the obvious increase in the number of vigils tonight, it is more difficult to get close to the fire.
Even among ordinary English warriors, they are respected by the strong and weak!
It was very unlucky. There was a fire next to Xiao Quinn's post, which immediately attracted the attention of English soldiers on the left and right sides nearby.
Just because the night vigil soldiers come from various batwing teams and don't know each other very well, no one dares to move for a moment and is guessing what Xiao Kuiyin's strength is.
Is it possible to hope that these soldiers will abide by the rules and stay in their posts quietly?
Regulations? As long as you can live more comfortably, let all the so-called rules die!
As long as you have the strength, there is nothing you can't trample on.
"Hey, brother, which team are you from?" In a very conventional way of talking, the brother on Xiao Quinn's right seems to be unable to stand the cold climate. He first opened his mouth to greet Xiao Kuiyin and said, "I don't think you are too cold. What should I do? Change the position with your brother!"
Xiao Quinn frowned. This question is really difficult to answer.
The man looked 1.5 meters tall, relatively half a head tall than Xiao Quinn. Seeing that Xiao Quinn did not answer, he seemed to be a little dissatisfied, and his tone suddenly became much colder. "My name is Krone, and I belong to the 'Selock' batwing team. You are a newcomer egg who has just joined the batwing team. Zi?"
"Don't you hear me asking you? Uh-huh!!
Serock, a completely strange name... But the names of the batwing team turned out to be named after the captain!
Xiao Quinn narrowed his eyes. Originally, he didn't want to make more trouble and was ready to give up his seat, but this guy's bad tone made Xiao Kuiyin suddenly have no intention of giving up his seat.
Cold? Then freeze it!
"Damn it, son of a bitch!"
A sudden punch hit Xiao Quinn's face fiercely!
With the shouting and scolding, I don't know when this tall man named Kron has come to Xiao Quinn's side!
The strength is so weak!
This is Xiao Quinn's first reaction.
However, Xiao Quinn's second reaction was to fall to the ground following the fist and make himself look embarrassed.
Xiao Quinn has not forgotten that he is just an ordinary English warrior "Rovens". In front of the obviously stronger crown, he can't do anything that doesn't match his identity!
"Fuck you, son of a bitch, I'll ask you, what the hell are you pretending to be deaf!"
Another big foot, stepping on the helmet of "Rowens"!
was arranged for a vigil, which had already annoyed the hot-tempered crown, but at night, this looked like a recruit egg. The son dares to ignore himself and live a long life!
Nearby the two, the ten-step night watchman surrounded them.
It's just night, and there are such interesting scenes. It seems that there will be a lot of fun tonight!
Many soldiers have determined their pastime tonight - hey, haven't you seen the fool who was trampled under his feet? He was beaten like that, but he didn't dare to say a word!
Cowardice is the least survival character of this era, but forbearance is definitely the most survival character of this era, and Xiao Quinn scoffs at both.
He is not the master who can endure anything!