Apocalypse Cockroach: Four hundred and twelve choices of Huang Quan
It was just half past five in the afternoon when the three-two warrior army car drove back to the temporary camp. The busy people in the camp had already prepared dinner, and the smell of rice was filled with a strong and fresh scent. The nose of the search team members who had been exhausted for a day gave them a shock. It was the taste of fresh meat products. The fragrance · · was really fragrant. At this moment, all their fatigue was gone, and one by one looked at the trembling A big cauldron was blowing in the distance.
Dinner is very rich, the river clam meat stewed wild vegetables, with some pickles Laoganma miso beans, the taste is really nothing, no matter whether it is a combat team member, or a member of the logistics team, everyone opens up to eat, today Dinner is enough.
Chen Ye sits on a smooth boulder covered with blankets and slowly drinks the river clam soup in the bowl. The taste of the soup is really delicious. The delicious taste slowly melts on the tongue and rolls hot The soup is so refreshing that it falls into the stomach, giving Chen Ye a feeling of eating spicy hot before returning to Doomsday.
Chen Ye squinted her eyes and slowly savoured the delicious broth. She wasn’t old at all, and it was the most lively age. In college, the sisters in the dormitory talked about where there are new snacks every day. Shop, how about the things there, Chen Ye is one of the best, and the most greedy little girl.
In Doomsday, it is always the first to survive. Others are behind. Chen Ye has not eaten such a delicious thing for a long time. Revisiting this delicious taste makes her feel better and can’t help but look away from her. Huang Quan, to see if he likes to eat river clam wild vegetable soup.
Huang Quan was holding a bowl. The chopsticks in his hand slowly stirred in the soup. The soup had already cooled down, but he never took a sip. He held the bowl in his hand and stared at the three full cars with a stunned eye. It was a dusty warrior military vehicle, and he seemed to hesitate as all his thoughts flashed.
"Why not drink it? Doesn't it taste good?"
The inquiry from Chen Ye came from behind. Today’s Chen Ye’s crisp voice is not as cold as usual, but it has a lazy nasal sound. It sounds tickling. Huang Quan did not hear the difference in the sound. He picked up The bowl will be filled with a bowl of soup. At the end of the drink, he turned his head and made a reluctant smile on Chen Ye: "Well, it’s delicious, do you still want to drink it? I’ll give you another one Here comes the bowl."
"No need · · · what are you thinking?" Chen Ye gently touched the bandage on the leg with his left hand, but for the first time he took the initiative to care about Huang Quan.
"I am · · · I am thinking about whether to apply for · · · to join the search team, start from scratch · · · · · · · · · ·"
Huang Quan was very hesitant, especially when he saw Chen Ye's calf with a splint, he became more hesitant.
"Very good, why not go, are you afraid that Chief Zhang disagrees? I told him that there should be no problem."
When Huang Quan heard it, he was flushed with anxiety. He shook his head and said, "No · · · without your help, I can do it with · ·, I am afraid that I am gone, no one takes care of you · · · · ·"
When Chen Ye heard it, his brows frowned, and there seemed to be a little bit of anger in his eyes. Chen Ye had a black cloth on his face, and she couldn’t see her expression clearly. You can tell from the fluctuations in those eyes, Chen Ye Very upset and angry.
"I ask you · · are you a man or a woman?"
Chen Ye took Huang Quanlei's lightness in one sentence, and the soldier's identity was taken away by someone else, which is that's all. If he is suspected of **** again, then he really has no face to live in front of Chen Ye.
"Of course it is a man, it used to be, it is now, it will be · · · · · · · · · · · in the future"
Huang Quan put his face on the Chen Ye board for the first time, and the words in the mouth also smelled of ignition medicine.
"Then why do you big men always want to do things that only women do? There are so many women in the camp, they can't do it without you?"
The words of Chen Ye pierced into Huang Quan’s heart like a sword. Huang Quan was silent. After a long time, he looked up and looked at Chen Ye seriously: "I understand, I know how to do · · · · · · · ·"
Chen Ye gave Huang Quan a contemptuous look. She turned her head away and did not look at Huang Quan. When she turned her head, the black cloth she covered her face slightly twitched near the corner of her mouth.
"So, they will be hiding by our side when they come? Ha ha · · · paradise? Interesting, very interesting, I thought it would be safe to hide in the middle of the lake? Really a group of short-sighted guys, if they let them know that they can fly in the sky. Mutated beasts, will they dig a hole and bury themselves?"
The small meeting room was full of people. In addition to Zhang Xiaoqiang, Zhang Huai'an, Wang Le, and Lu Xiaobu were all present. Three other team leaders and eight other team leaders also joined.
A dozen big men packed this small tent, not to mention, a dozen smoky cigarette butts filled a small choking smoke in this small space. If it was daytime, outsiders Thick smoke escaping through the small exit of the tent would think it was already on fire.
There are so many people participating in the meeting this time, naturally for tomorrow’s combat meeting. Surface combat is not the specialty of the Zhang Xiaoqiang, nor is it the specialty of the team members. How to find them and what strategies should be adopted after finding them~ ~ It's hard to come up as soon as you go up, or to give a gift first, this is a problem.
Zhang Xiaoqiang is evaluating the survivors of Lake Heart Island, and the people around him are silent, although they also disagree with the survivors, but they can’t say this.
"Zhang Huai'an, what do you think, you are an old policeman, if you meet these people, would you generally do this?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang flung lightly to Zhang Huai'an, Zhang Huai'an frowned for a long time, and then whispered:
"We only take action, even if someone has caused trouble before, we have to listen to the above, otherwise, Elder Brother Cockroach you give an idea, we will do it?"
The word Zhang Huai'an means that other people’s hearts are gone. They just take the name and execute the order, and the others can’t get their turn.
But for Zhang Xiaoqiang, what he said was equivalent to not said. If he knew what to do, he would ask Zhang Huai'an?
"Don't be stunned, if you can think of a way, if you can make an idea, I don't believe that so many brains can't think of a good way?"
The crowd was silent again, and Zhang Xiaoqiang was not in a hurry. He waited slowly while smoking a cigarette. Even the President of the United States had a think tank, he did not believe that there could not be a staff member among so many people.
Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes slowly crossed the face of one by one’s meditation, and all he wanted was this effect. If he really decided on everything, he would not have enough heads.
Finally, Zhang Xiaoqiang’s eyes fell on the face of a group leader, who was about twenty-eight years old, with a pair of resin glasses, angry on his face, and sitting in a pile full of books. Among the guys with sloppy faces, there is a taste of standing tall. At the moment, he seems a little uneasy. He wants to talk, but he is not good at speaking.
"What is your name? No one else is you."