Chapter 618

The whole army moved again. The poor and the refugees were unwilling to move their hips, reluctantly got up from the ground and entered the tired rush again.

Trucks start slowly. Behind these trucks, there are several small wooden pullers. The small pullers are very simple. They are usually made up of fast boards nailed together and a few tires. Some injured people, or the old, weak, sick and disabled will be arranged to lie on these small pullers.

People walked swearing, and the soldiers were used to the curse of these refugees. They were equally tired. While on the way, we must guard strictly and be ready to fight back against any monster who rushes here. The only thing better than the people is that these soldiers have the opportunity to enter the vehicles and rest. After performing a 16 hour mission, these soldiers who run fast and break their legs and hands have the right to take turns to rest in trucks, trucks and even armored vehicles.

However, the so-called rest is just to find a place to rest against the wall for a while.

What people eat every day is some stiff dry food. Those refugees who become harder than stones in winter and have uneven nutrition are extremely vulnerable to diseases such as sepsis due to lack of vitamins. Pale people bite on their heads, leaving a row of bloody impressions. Gum bleeding is the most normal and common symptom.

However, in such a hard nest like a stone, people will hide them in their clothes like treasures.

The tragedy of the refugees could not be expressed in words, and rows of people slowly passed by the blood crows. The location of the blood crow team is on the Bank of the Yellow River. The occasional splash will even splash on the clothes of the blood crow team. In such a position, those people dare not approach, because once they approach, strange fish in the water are likely to appear and eat them. They don't have the strength of the blood crow team.

The big pot created by Gong Jing is still boiling, and bursts of fish smell and fresh soup spread, making the refugees in the distance drool.

They cast their envious eyes at the blood crow team and others. The saliva in their mouths flowed from the ragged corners of their mouths, and finally frozen into ice skating. Their biggest wish at this time, I'm afraid, is to come and drink a mouthful of hot soup

"Mom, mom, how fragrant, how fragrant!!" in the crowd, several children looked at their mother with expectant eyes while trying to absorb the fragrance floating in the air. He pulled his mother's hand and gradually came to the edge of the team. Looking at the blood crow team tens of meters away, the child's eyes gradually became very eager.

It seems that he has been hungry for too long, and it seems that the child likes the taste of the fresh fish soup too much. I don't know where his strength came from, he pushed hard and got out of the crowd.

"Xiao Zhi, come back, Xiao Zhi!!!" the young mother was shocked. Xiao Zhi was so ignorant that she rushed out of the crowd.

"Uncle, uncle, aunt!!" the boy named Xiao Zhi looked at Yu Xixue and Li Chao with tears and hot eyes. Needless to say, he has told them what they need with his eyes.

"Can you, can you... Let's have a drink, just a sip, a sip!!"

"My mother can't walk recently. Her body is frozen and cold. If she can drink her favorite fresh fish soup, she will get better!!"

The little boy's voice was young and strong. Gong Jing thought he was greedy, but he didn't think he was trying to warm his mother with a mouthful of hot soup.

Everyone in the blood crow team didn't speak. In the face of such a sensible little boy, who can say no??

Gong Jing stepped forward and filled a bowl of hot soup for the little boy in front of her.

"Drink..." Gong Jing touched the little boy's dry hair and said softly.

Unexpectedly, the hot tempered Gong Jing has such a gentle side.

The little boy shook his head: "this is for his mother."

Without waiting for everyone to respond, the little boy walked towards the crowd in the distance. His mother had shed moving tears and was about to rush out and hold his child. But just then, something unexpected happened.

In the crowd, a strong figure came out. He pushed away his mother's figure and grabbed the bowl of fish soup in the little boy's hand.

"I haven't eaten for three days. I want to eat... I want to eat..." the man gulped all the soup in the little boy's bowl, leaving only the stunned people.

The little boy's eyes were wronged and douda's tears kept falling.

This is for his mother!!!

This uncle, how can I... How can I grab it!!!

However, when the man robbed, everyone reacted.

Grab!! Yes!! They can also rob!!!!

They haven't eaten for too long. They are running around like walking corpses under the jurisdiction of the army these days. They have forgotten that they are human. They only know to drift with the tide.

Even seeing Yang Qun and others' big pot of fresh fish soup can only dry and drool. No one dares to go out and ask for a bowl of soup without the command of the army.

However, the little boy's practice brightened people's eyes. If he can get it, we can get it too.

And the man's practice of robbing the little boy's food also reminds people that even if it's not... You can rob

The end of the world is impersonal. No one cares that the little boy was robbed of food.

They only care that they have access to food.

"Give us a bowl too!!!"

"Please, give us a bowl!"

There was a break in the crowd. Countless people rushed out of the team and began to move in the direction of Yang Qun and others. They prayed and longed to get a bowl of food like a little boy.

However, things tend to go in a bad direction,

"Madder, he can rob, so can we!!"

"Why do you give them instead of us? It's unfair!!!"

A large number of people shouted and began to push forward.

Fairness, what fairness do they want?? Is there any justice in the end?? The so-called fairness, did the blood crow team give the little boy a bowl of soup and have to give it to tens of thousands of people??

Yang Qun's face gradually became cold.

These doomsday people are too selfish and arrogant.

Fair???

We give you that's our freedom.

If we don't give it to you, you can stay where it's cool.

Why should we send each of you a copy?? We don't owe you. We have no obligation to distribute food to you. What's fair???

The faces of the blood crow team gradually darkened. At this time, Yang Qun's hoarse voice came out of the cage.

"Who will make trouble again."

"There is no amnesty for killing!"

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