"Are you kidding? Is my old Feng the kind of person who fills his own pocket? "

Feng Shan couldn't help but look at Yang Ze white. He turned his head and said to Wang Yi with a depressed face.

"Brother Yi, as you can see, the consumption of our troops is really large during this period. Just these Xiling gathering places and the more than 1000 soldiers consumed most of our food. Now there are so many people here. I guess the rest of our food may not be enough for a week."

"What

Before Wang Yi spoke, Yang Ze jumped up first.

"Enough food for a week? Are we consuming so fast? "

Yang Ze said with astonishment, because during this period of time he had been taking the extinction hunting group to Daqingshan gathering place, and all the food and drink were delivered once a week, so in Yang Ze's subconscious, he thought that the group had a lot of food.

"What do you think? There are thousands of mouths up and down. If I didn't save a little, I'm afraid the food would be gone." Feng Shanli said.

But think about it. Apart from the last grain exchange at the gathering place in Baoding, the team has not collected any more since they came here. It's normal to have such a large consumption.

"Don't worry, one week is enough. When we win Daqingshan gathering place tomorrow, we can integrate all the armed forces in the gathering place and go to Hohhot to collect food."

Wang Yi's face was calm. For him, who had been struggling for ten years in his last life, I'm afraid the least worried about food was food.

"Well, well." Feng Shan nodded. The habit he had kept for such a long time told him that what Wang Yi said was right.

"I went to help brother Yi." Feng Shan left to do his own business.

"Brother Yi, we are going to fight with Xing Ying and Xu Liqiang tomorrow. These soldiers have only one day to train. Is it too urgent?"

Yang Ze pointed to the survivors holding bowls and eating porridge in the open space.

"No, as long as they can shoot at that time, they will be broken up and organized into a team. Every ten people will be led by a member of the warhead, and there will be no problem." Wang Yi said with some confidence.

First, the composition of the team is complex. There are more than 300 old members who followed Wang Yi all the way to Hohhot. They are powerful. At least they are second-class evolutors. They can completely control these corpse hunting regiments. Second, it is also because of the changes in their lives brought by the team. I'm afraid that this bowl of delicious porridge is enough to subdue them.

In the end, if you want people to follow you, just do two things: safety and food.

As the day goes by, the sun slowly falls below the horizon, and the night covers the whole Daqingshan gathering place. I don't know why, the gate of the gathering place was closed very early this evening, and many survivors who went out to collect materials were locked out of the gathering place.

On the wall, a group of soldiers are patrolling.

"Hey, I said Luo Heng, how do you know how to join the army?"

The leading soldier turned to look at Luo Heng and asked with envy.

"No why, I heard that the leader is good for the survivors, so I came here." Luo Heng shook his head casually, his eyes could not help falling on the long wooden bridge outside the city wall, as if waiting for something.

"Hum, the leader is really good for the survivors in the gathering place. Every time he collects food, the first one is the survivors who are waiting to die, but what about US soldiers? It's the same as the survivors. It's less than half a jin of noodles every day

The soldier couldn't help patting his wizened belly and complained.

"If I had known that, I might as well have mixed up with Xing Laoer ruthlessly at the beginning. Although his character is not so good, the soldiers under his opponent are pretty good. If there are any good things, they are only left to his brothers."

"But he was not good to the survivors in the gathering place. There was so much food, and he didn't give it to the survivors." Luo Heng retorts.

"I said," wake up, brother. What time is it? At the end of the day, there are too many zombies to count. Who has good things to give to others? If you want me to say, old Xing can't be smart. Anyway, he won't die of hunger. " The soldier said enviously.

"You're right." Luo Heng nodded and looked into the distance. On the snowy hillside, a red light suddenly flashed. It was only after three times that it disappeared completely.

"Well, what do you see over there?" Luo Heng suddenly pointed to the position where the red light flashed.

"What

The soldier subconsciously looked back. Before he could see the situation clearly, he suddenly felt a chill in his neck, and then a hot liquid gushed out.

"You... Ho... Ho..."

The soldier turns his head, presses the muzzle of the gun on his neck, and stares at Luo Heng. He doesn't understand why this good brother who has been with him for more than a month suddenly attacks him.