GT Virus Evolutionary

  The whole army moved again, the poor people, those indifferent people were unwilling to move their buttocks, barely climbed up from the ground and once again entered the exhausted running around.

  Slowly moving trucks, several small wooden carts will be pulled behind these trucks. The small carts are very simple, often made up of fast planks nailed together with a few tires. Some wounded and sick, or the elderly, weak, sick and disabled will be arranged to lie on these small carts.

  People walked cursingly, and the soldiers were also used to the curse of these refugees. They were equally tired. While on the way, he must be guarded and prepared to fight back any monsters that rushed here. The only thing that is better than the people is that these soldiers have the opportunity to enter the vehicle to rest. After performing the mission for 16 hours, these fast-running soldiers with severed legs and tired hands have the right to take turns to enter trucks, vans, and even armored vehicles for rest.

  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 wowotou become harder than rocks in winter, and refugees with uneven nutrition are extremely easy to get symptoms such as sepsis due to lack of vitamins. People with pale complexions bite on the heads of Wowo hard, leaving a row of **** impressions. Bleeding gums are already the most normal and common symptom.

  However, with such a hard stone-like nest, 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 Blood Raven team is located on the bank of the Yellow River, and the occasional splashes will even splash on the clothing of everyone in the Blood Raven team. The people in such a location are afraid to approach, because once they get close, strange fish in the water are likely to appear and eat them. They don't have the strength of the Blood Crow team.

The cauldron created by Gong Jing was still boiling, the scent of fish and the taste of fresh soup spread, causing the refugees in the distance to drool continuously.

  They cast their eyes on the blood crow team and the others with extremely enviable desire, and the saliva in their mouths flowed from the tattered corners of their mouths, and finally froze into ice skewers. Their biggest wish at this time is probably to be able to come over and drink a sip of hot soup...

  "Mom, mom, it smells good, it smells so sweet!!" Amid the surging crowd, several children tried their best to breathe the fragrance wafting in the air, while looking at their mother with expectant eyes. He pulled his mother's hand and gradually came to the very edge of the team. Looking at everyone in the Blood Crow team tens of meters away, the child's eyes gradually became extremely 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, and I don’t know where his strength came from to push it hard and get out of the crowd.

  "Xiaozhi, come back, Xiaozhi!!!" The young mother was shocked. How could Xiaozhi rush out of the crowd because she was so ignorant.

  "Uncle, uncle, aunt!!" The boy named Xiaozhi looked at the Yu Xixue and Li Chao in front of them with crying and scorching eyes. Needless to say, he had already told them what he needed with his eyes.

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

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

  The little boy’s voice was immature and strong. Originally, Gong Jing thought he came here because of his gluttony, but he didn’t expect that he was trying to warm up his mother with a mouthful of hot soup.

  The blood crow team did not speak, facing such a sensible little boy, who can say a word of rejection??

  Gong Jing took a step forward and put a bowl of hot soup for the little boy in front of him.

  "Drink..." Gong Jing said softly, touching the little boy's dry hair.

  Unexpectedly, Gong Jing, who has a fiery temper, has such a gentle side.

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

   Before everyone reacted, the little boy walked towards the crowd in the distance. His mother had already shed moving tears and was about to rush out to hug her child. However, at this moment, something unexpected happened.

  Amidst the crowd, a stronger figure came out. He pushed away his mother's figure and snatched the bowl of fish soup from the little boy's hand.

  "I have not eaten for 3 days, I want to eat...I want to eat..." The man groaned and drank all the soup in the little boy's bowl, leaving only the stunned people.

  The little boy's eyes were aggrieved, and Dou Da's tears kept falling.

  This is for his mother! ! !

  This uncle, how can you...how can you grab it! ! !

   However, this man grabbed it, and everyone responded.

grab! ! Yes! ! They can still grab it! ! ! !

  They haven’t eaten for too long. These days, they are running around like walking corpses under the jurisdiction of the army. They have forgotten that they are a human being. They only know to go with the crowd.

  Even seeing the big pot of fresh fish soup by Yang Qun and others can only drool while looking at it. Without the order of the army, no one would dare to go out and ask for a bowl of soup.

  However, the little boy’s approach made people’s eyes light up. If he can ask for it, so can we ask for it.

  And the way that the man snatched the little boy’s food also reminded me that even if you don’t have to...you can still grab...

  The end of the world is impersonal, no one cares about the little boy being robbed of food.

  They only care, they have the opportunity to get food.

  "Give us a bowl too!!!"

   "Please, give us a bowl too!!"

  There was a cessation in the crowd, and countless people rushed out of the team and began to move in the direction of Yang Qun and others. They prayed, eagerly, and hoped that they could get a bowl of food like a little boy.

  However, things tend to go bad,

   "Made, he can grab, so can we!!"

  "Why do you give it to them and not us, it's not fair!!!"

  A large number of people yelled, and they started to push forward in a hustle and bustle.

  Fairness, what fairness do they require? ? Is there fairness in the last days? ? The so-called fairness, did the Blood Crow team give this little boy a bowl of soup, and it would have to give each of these tens of thousands of people a bowl? ?

  Yang Qun's face gradually became cold.

  These doomsday people are too selfish and too arrogant.

fair? ? ?

  We give it to you, that is our freedom.

  If we don’t give it to you, just stay cool.

  Why should we send a copy to each of you? ? We do not owe you, and we are not obligated to distribute food to you. What is fair? ? ?

  The faces of the people in the Blood Crow team gradually darkened. At this time, Yang Qun's hoarse voice came out of the cage.

   "Who will make trouble again."

   "Kill without mercy!!"

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