Doomsday 8
yes!
When Lu Feng and Chen Shaoze said this, it seemed as if they had opened a new door for them! Even Fang Xuan, who had always been silent, had his eyes shiny - Zhou Shuangshuang's tender skin and tender flesh, which was not eaten by the fireworks of the end of the world, without good food, she could not raise such a meticulous appearance!
God bless you!
The news at the base was too tight. They guessed during the day that there was not much food, so they went on two missions. When they came back, they got news that the food at the base was completely gone.
Too sudden.
In order not to make a mistake during the mission, they ate the food they had. Not only them, but other teams were the same. After all, dealing with zombies is not a joke. If they don’t eat enough, no one can guarantee that they can come back alive for a meal. Almost everyone has considered reducing the number of tasks when there is not much food and slowly save enough rations for them to migrate...
To be honest, this idea is fine.
Who knows that the base message card is so tight!
"I guess what our captain said before is probably true."
Chen Shaoze suddenly said.
"ah?"
When he suddenly said this, Lu Feng was stunned: "What?"
"Squad 01 and 03 have formed a high-end line and swallowed food privately."
"I have probably counted the food collected by the base before. According to the number of existing survivors, it should be possible to last another four to five months. Even if there are various reasons for the loss, the error will not exceed one month."
When everyone said this, they were a little silent.
"Fuck it!"
Ye Bo suddenly cursed: "In this world, there is not necessarily a tomorrow when you are full, a group of people are so disgusting... The news of food must have been deliberately concealed by them! Otherwise, why would we get the news without us?"
"Okay."
Zhou Qiang interrupted his complaint: "What's the use of saying this now? Even if we knew it a long time ago, we might not be able to store food... The weapons in their hands are from the army's arsenal."
Everyone was silent.
There are 50 teams in Hui City that are ranked in the name of the name. Every three months, you can see that they are 027, which is not lost. With such strength, even if you know the plans of 01 and 03 at the beginning, you can still do nothing.
After all, the top three teams have at least 60 players.
At this moment, Ye Ying and Zhou Shuangshuang came back.
Everyone's eyes lit up - they were not without any hope. So, Zhou Shuangshuang might have another way!
As soon as Zhou Shuangshuang entered the door, she was startled by the five pairs of eyes that were particularly shining with the flames, but in a flash, she was replaced by a good mood again.
For the first time, she took the initiative to get to the fire, secretly took out two things from her pocket in her military training uniform, and lowered her voice: "Look! What is this?"
The six people sitting around suddenly widened their eyes!
——This white one was soft and soft after being pinched by Zhou Shuangshuang’s white fingers…
"Steamed bun!"
OMG!
Now, everyone's eyes looked at Zhou Shuangshuang differently.
I thought it was a drag, but now it seems that he is a pig and eating a tiger!
The environment in the end of the world suddenly changed. Not only did the grass not grow, but even the stored grain deteriorated one after another. The white rice and white flour became something that had a scent of rotten smell. Only some special storage rooms could produce such good white flour! Their team 027 ate standard grain allocated by the base for a whole year, which was the steamed bun that tasted like stone.
Zhou Shuangshuang's appearance is obviously used to eating this kind of white steamed bun.
This alone is enough to arouse hatred from everyone.
However, none of these matters nowadays.
Everyone kept swallowing, staring at the two white steamed buns the size of fists, their throats buzzing. It was obvious that they had had supper, but now they were hungry again.
Zhou Shuangshuang saw it and felt a soreness in her heart again.
In fact, this steamed bun is just not wasted in the army. When she was in high school, her classmates sometimes bought milk steamed buns, and they couldn't eat them or didn't want to eat them, so they threw them around...
But in this world, it is a good thing that no one dares to dream of.
She didn't know whether her decision was right or wrong today. Lu Feng and the others said so tragic, but no one could do anything until the last moment. But for the unknown possibility, she would not make any efforts, and let these kind-hearted people who were willing to save her unknown identity in this terrible world, and wait for the real end of the world slowly...
She can't do it.
Her father worked so hard to pull her up and she tried so hard to get into college, not to be a scumbag who is cold-hearted and cold-hearted.
No matter what the future holds, she always has to try hard.
As for now...
"Let's share the steamed buns!"
She laughed, her white little face shining under the fire.
After hearing her words, several people looked up and looked like they wanted to speak but didn't dare to say it, and their faces turned red.
Fang Xuan couldn't help asking, "Are you serious? Give us some food?"
Zhou Shuangshuang nodded: "Yes, you saved me. Of course, we will eat this steamed bun together!"
"That……"
Fang Xuan felt a little embarrassed: "Can I touch it?"
Zhou Shuangshuang was stunned, and then immediately handed over the two steamed buns in her hand: "Hold it."
And at this moment, one after another, sounds sounded: "I have to touch it too..."
"So soft! How could there be such a good side? It must be very sweet..."
"As if you dream..."
At this time, it doesn’t matter if it’s dirty.
After everyone had pinched it, even Lu Feng, who had always been the most calm, smiled and looked satisfied. Zhou Shuangshuang took the steamed buns back. In everyone's reluctance to give up, she made up her mind to break them in half, and then carefully and carefully, and then gave them one by one to everyone.
The two steamed buns were divided into twelve portions, with six people in the team, and two portions per person, which was considered an average.
As for Zhou Shuangshuang...
"Shuangshuang, don't you eat it?"
Zhou Shuangshuang smiled mysteriously: "No need, you can eat it. I've eaten it before."
Everyone did not trust what she said, but then he thought: Since that person could get such a good steamed bun, Zhou Shuangshuang would definitely not be hungry. She said that she had eaten it, she must have eaten it...
The night was dark outside the window, and there was a faint light of fire coming from the broken walls.
The night was like a monster, devouring the crying and laughing of men and women, and the breathing and moaning moans. Those numb faces isolated all the unpredictable human hearts one by one.
Chapter completed!