Thousands of people who fought on the wall last night went back to the camp to have breakfast, and they each found a good place to sleep, and here, regardless of the power, all the people mixed together to eat, unified sleep, only in When they were fighting, they found their own command. Apart from the female soldiers’ camp alone, thousands of people slept on the ground all day, most people were sleeping, and a small number of people did not sleep. Did not break free from yesterday's fierce battle, each sitting on the ground with a rifle, do not know what is thinking.

These people have been violent in their hearts because of a night of hard work. They always want to find something to vent. Only women who can let them vent, they don’t sleep, take out the non-staple food sent to them by their camp, to the temporary camp of the poor. A woman looking for a vent, there is nothing to cover the poor private land, at most is a dirty sheet, they are driven out of the house, carrying a worthless family, sleeping in the field next to the lakeside camp Every day, a bottle of water, two rice balls.

They are waiting for the daily meal group at the lakeside. They seem to be kept in captivity like pigs, but no one complains. Before they were hungry, what they could eat every day was a couple of rice **** mixed with rotten dumplings. Here, they can eat two pure rice **** without doing anything. It is a lucky one. If there is no zombie outside, they can continue this way. I believe that this is happy for them.

In the entire gathering place, all the combatants have a uniform supply of food in the camp. In addition to the rice and rice, the combatants can also get some non-staple food, most of them are some small snacks before the end of the world, although most of them After the shelf life, but no one cares, there are some marinated dried fish, **** fish bring countless fish to the camp, in the last days, fish is a luxury, ordinary members of the camp can eat once a week, most do It became a military grain and only served troops. Except for the official members, the ordinary militia had two or two.

This caused a polarization. The official team members ate fish and ate it. The ordinary militia was looking forward to the meal with fish. After the battle in the gathering place, other troops could also eat the fish, although it was marinated. Dried fish is also a rare treat for them.

Some warriors hold the fish that they can't bear to find women to vent their tyranny and fear. More people eat their own ones. Although they also want to vent, they don't dare to mess up. The gathering place is now stable. Everyone who has come to chaos has cut his head, regardless of whether he is a poor or a soldier. They can only look at the female barracks not far away, sniffing the smell of women who are blowing in the wind, swallowing their mouths. Dry addiction.

Among these people, one of the men in the tattered police uniform was also thinking about looking over there. The nine-fifth rifle was thrown at his feet, and his legs were coldly watching the curtains that were coming out of the female barracks. Curtain Pepe made a fierce battle for several days, which made her a little more embarrassed, but it was difficult to conceal her stunning style. The tights made her curvaceous, only watching the back of Pepe Pei, many people felt that the heart was hot and difficult. They greedily looked at the curtain Pepe, and they thought about it, but they only dared to look at it. They all knew that it was easier to kill the zombies than to cut the cabbage.

The men around him looked mixed, and only the policeman remained the same from beginning to end. His face was a cyan, not shiny and rosy, but like a dead man's face.

Staring at the fascinating face of the curtain, the man's eyes shot a glimmer of desire and madness, his eyes were mad, his face was like a dead wood, making him seem contradictory.

When the curtain Pepe entered the female soldier battalion, the female battalion’s battalion gate relied on two assault vehicles with heavy machine guns. Everything recovered flat. The soldiers who had YY had no interest. They slept at the end and the policeman lay slowly. On the ground, cover it with sheets, pass through the gap between the sheets, and see what the police are tearing on his face. After a while, a person’s face is pulled off his face, and the moment of tearing it down is like that person. The cheeks are really pulled off, the black and red facial muscles are exposed to the outside, the huge eyeballs in the eyelids are gloomy, and the madness in the pupils makes the hearts of everyone who sees them cool. He is the whole gathering place. ......

Wang Rui changed his face, like a poisonous snake hidden in the team of Qian Kaixi, and the poor people in the camp went to wait for the news and get a message, a message that made all the daring people feel at ease, after the zombies left. The remaining neutrals allowed them to escape from the gathering place, at least not to stay in the gathering place and wait for death. They used to be unable to escape because the gathering place was safe enough. Now they are waiting to die. Don't fight hard?

In the high-rises of the gathering place, because of the resurgence of the corpse tide, outside the line of sight, the poor decided to act for their own life.

Perhaps because of the inability of the poor, the gathering place is very contemptuous to the 40,000 poor people, but only sent less than 100 people to maintain order in it~lightnovelpub.net~The hundred people are responsible for the two policemen, holding with more than 100 The armed men of the cold weapons patrol the poor private areas. During the day, all the poor are very quiet. At night, a pair of restless eyes are on the people who patrol the camp.

The bright moonlight sprinkles from the night sky, making the entire lakeside camp a silvery world. There is also a shadow in the silver world. In the shadows, a pair of mad eyes stare at the patrols walking in the moonlight. The entire camp is quiet. Even the snoring of yesterday was extinct. Only the footsteps of the patrol players sounded from time to time. The patrol team of ten people and one team walked in the ground where the 40,000 people fell asleep. It was like a few ants on the board. These ants were playing. Yawning, powerless and walking on the ground full of sleeping people.

Time passed slowly, when a cloud of darkness came to hide the moonlight, and the darkness came to the earth. At this time, a whistle sounded from the center, and the crowds around all the patrols exploded, and the men with crazy eyes were like beasts. Usually they send a low slap to pounce them.

For a time, the whole camp heard a blunt instrument hitting the muffled sound of the human body, and occasionally a crackling sound of suffocation and cracking of the bones. All the poor people in the camp took the sound for a while, no one shouted, they groaned. The ears, lying on the ground, trembling, expecting those people not to drop the sticks on themselves, the arrogance of less than 2,000 people will live the entire poor private earthquake, even if the lakeside camp is less than one kilometer away from them. Even if the heavily armed fighters are closer to them than the lakeside camps, they don't want to be the first birds, they only hope for temporary security, but they don't want the anger of the high-rises gathered tomorrow.

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