In the early morning, after the breakfast was over, the busy camp became just a strip. The women used their cloth pockets to carry their children out of the camp to start a day of work. These women are no longer as thin as they are, and their footsteps are no longer vain. Walking with the tools in groups, they talked and laughed at each other.

The women are dressed in simple style, and they don’t have too many dresses. From their cleaned faces, they can see a little rosy. The work of the day makes their bodies tough, some labor women in the 70s and 80s, they are on their backs. The children are sensible, and hunger teaches them to obey.

Most of these children don't cry or make trouble. When they go to work, they stay on their mother's back. When they work, they sit on the ridge and play on their own. When they eat, they will find their mother and walk towards them. Holy land, canteen.

Those children who studied with Huang Tingwei were divided into two groups. Some children recognized by Ding Wei followed him to exercise outside the camp to learn various basic skills. The remaining part began to learn every day, and new notebooks and ballpoint pens were sent to In their hands, everyone is very cherished, and every word written is meticulous.

At the time of the delivery of these stationery, each notebook was written with 11 names, which briefly stated that these people were sacrificed to get the stationery.

Those who wrote these words were militiamen who got up in the sky and took up the pen to record the names of their compatriots in the notebook. The behavior of the camp was recognized by them. They also felt respect for the first time. Those companions yesterday. Being executed, they can also vaguely guess.

They know that it is a last resort, knowing that it is one thing, and thinking about it is one thing, and that there is a certainty in the heart. By writing the name to the notebook in the morning, they know that the camp did not forget those who died in the camp. Letting their next generation of successors keep these names in mind, this is enough, and the monuments printed in the heart are the most moving.

The militiamen stood neatly in the center of the camp. More than two hundred militiamen were automatically divided into two groups. One was to fight the zombies yesterday, and the other was to dig the pits with the iron shovel.

Yesterday morning, all the militia were almost the same, whether it was a speech or a behavior. Today, it’s totally different. People are still those people, some are still civilians, others are warriors who have passed the test of life and death.

The militiamen stood on the open space and stood on the ground. They were all straight and straight. They didn’t have an ankle like they used to, and they whispered their heads. They stood up against their chins and were silent.

The militia who did not play could not imagine what their former companions had experienced. They just felt that those companions had changed, no longer gregarious, and became like the official players. This change made them feel guilty and thought it was B.

Soon, the Lord came, Zhang Huai'an took the lead, hung two dark circles and walked to the center's podium, sitting in a chair, Huang Quan, Lu Xiaobu, and other combat captains including several heavy firepower The team leader arrived, and almost all the players were present except the players on duty.

After a group of people arrived, they were seated and did not announce anything, what they were waiting for.

When Zhang Xiaoqiang, who was late, arrived on the rostrum, Huang Quan stood up and walked to the front of the stage, looking at the militia under the high;

"All of them, stand up! Slightly...·····"

"After consideration, a part of the militia will be assigned a gun.········

Zhang Huai'an said on the stage the decision made at yesterday's meeting, which led to the following big shackles. Those who went to the militia could not keep their disciplines. They confided and talked about each other. Almost all the militiamen were elated and had guns. It means different identities.

"However, the gun can not be sent casually, it is conditional...·······

Zhang Huai'an said that the following buzz is clear, everyone closed their mouths and raised their ears.

"Warriors who played yesterday, all out of the list..."

Huang Quan was drinking high on the stage. He did not call them militia, but directly called soldiers.

A rifle, which was only attached to the army thorn, was sent to the militia in the hands of the militia. The militiamen took over the guns and put it down for a while. They went back to the body in the eyes of others, and waited calmly below.

109 of the 119 people received the rifle, and the remaining 10 people looked at the stage with uneasiness. The ten people included Liu Wei and Chi Yong. Liu Wei was still thinking about whether he played a big knife and played too well. If people don't shoot him, is he letting him play to his strengths?

"The following people are yesterday's meritorious staff, Liu Wei, Chi Yong, XXX·······"

Ten people were named on the stage. When they said that they were meritorious deeds, they were named. How many times they were excited, with some expectations, silently calculating whether this is a bonus, or something else.

"Our team has always followed the rewards and punishments, the useful people are still there, there are punishments, the escapers kill! These ten players are the first batch of meritorious militia, I hope not the last batch······"

Zhang Huai'an talked about the temper, standing in front of the stage and starting the ideological work. The following militia did not dare to move, honestly counting the seconds, the ten people on the stage were somewhat desperate, and they gave up the reward. Looking forward to it, I hope that Zhang Huai'an will send a good heart and let them go. Zhang Xiaoqiang and several captains on the stage are also annoyed. Is there so much nonsense in Huai'an?

"Cough, cough, ·········"

Zhang Xiaoqiang couldn't stand it. He coughed up. Zhang Xiaoqiang's soft cough fell into Zhang Huai'an's ear and became a thunder. Zhang Huai'an's cold sweat on his forehead came down, forgetting the shape, and his brother was still waiting.

"Today, I said so much. Below, I announced that the following personnel were promoted to the militia team leader to assist the militia captains in managing their daily affairs. Now they are given guns.

Ten oily Bayi rifles were sent to the front of the stage, and each of the ten people who made meritorious deeds was one of the trophies that the team annihilated the black market. The number was small, about thirty or fifty, and it was impossible to average. The distribution, combined with not many ammunition, can not be combative, it will be shelved.

Ten people went down to the stage and just entered the team. Liu Wei couldn't help but excite. He whispered to Chi Yong: "What have I said? Killing him is a first step."

Chi Yong did not answer, feeling the rifle's gaze.

Zhang Huai'an announced the meeting, the militiamen disbanded, Zhang Xiaoqiang also shook the wheelchair to go to the happy, Zhang Huai'an remembered to find Lu Xiaobu to drink ~lightnovelpub.net~ turned and found Lu Xiaobu has long disappeared.

Lv Xiaobu’s heart hangs a thing. I got a batch of gold yesterday, and my heart remembered his gold dog card. The meeting went to Wang Le’s processing factory.

Wang Le was making the final commissioning for the second paratrooper. When Lu Bubu came in, he shouted.

"Captain Lu, thank you for your wine. Nothing to say, if you want to do something in the future, if you still have such a good thing, you must think about me. It is best to secretly give it to me. Don't let Zhang··· don't let That old thing to see."

Wang Le almost said that he missed his mouth. Zhang Huai'an's nominal status is the captain of the team. It is not now that he can call his name.

"No problem, but this is not easy to find, it is luck, the place where the wine is dumped, we just found it, I remembered your business, no matter what is good, it is not accurate to you. wrong."

Lv Xiaobu said beautiful words, Wang Lexiao opened his words.

"Wang factory manager, the batch of gold that I took yesterday, you see?"

Lv Xiaobu said his purpose by hot iron.

"It's not easy to do. It's not a good thing to make a dog card with pure gold. The sweat stain will corrode the gold and cause fading. You have to name the person on it. It is impossible to cut a few hundred words. You can only use numbers and English letters instead. In this way, the outside is covered with thin steel sheets in the middle, how about the three brands connected together?"

Lv Xiaobu hesitated for a long time, biting his teeth and nodding his head. It is a meaning to make a dog tag. The meaning of commemoration is greater than the actual meaning.

“How much?”

For this kind of thing, how much does Wang Le want to do, naturally does not care about the quantity.

"The oath will be broken and there must be!"

Lu Xiaobu replied that the abnormal decision was that he had to use Li Zhijie as his brother, and the other players had broken the oath together. This story will always be remembered by him.