Lost Lovers

Chapter 127: Meet the Flying Tigers

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A group of spectators standing far away were also taken aback and looked at Tang Miao in amazement.

"Are you convinced?" Tang Miao shouted. When he first arrived at the base, he shouldn't have made such a big commotion. Today he was a little angry, the impact of falling in love with Tang Sihuang was too great, the pressure had been accumulating in his heart, it was already very difficult to pretend that nothing had happened, he had no patience to deal with these scoundrels who were looking for trouble. It was also because these people were unlucky that they insisted on hitting the gun. He didn't show mercy when he twisted his wrist just now.

"I accept it, I accept it! Little brother, we are the ones who are sorry today." The man's face turned pale from the pain.

Tang Miao didn't let go, and looked to the side.

Heiwei and Charles jumped around nimbly, exhausting the three men after a while. The two were originally strong, but after drinking the well water, they became even more powerful, and they were like teasing mice against the three men. Hei Wei rushed at the tall man from the front, and the tall man rushed to punch it in the stomach, but he saw Hei Wei jumped up, using his right shoulder as a springboard, leaped over, and quickly fell to the ground. Angrily, he turned around and rushed towards Heiwei, slashing at Heiwei's neck, but Heiwei rushed forward again, hitting his left leg with his head, knocking him to the ground. Charles was more flexible, jumping in front of the man for a while, and flying close behind another man for a while, just playing with those two men. In less than a moment, the clothes on the two men became pieces.

Tang Miao felt that it was almost time before she let go of the man, patted the dust off her hands, and called back the two dogs: "Charles, Heiwei, come back."

"Woof..." The two dogs rushed back immediately, squatting on the left and right beside Tang Miao, with their ears hanging down and their tails wagging, looking very docile at this time.

"roll."

With mournful faces, the four men squeezed into the crowd and slipped away.

Tang Miao turned her head, met Tang Sihuang's eyes full of smiles, walked over quickly, and grinned brightly like the sun.

"Daddy."

"Yeah. Let's go."

After the two walked away, they heard someone talking behind them.

"I heard that a group of tough people came by train yesterday, and they brought two dogs with them. Could it be them?"

"I've heard that too, most of them are them. Pang San's bum is nothing, he deserves it!"

"Be careful in the future, and you must not mess with those people. Their dogs live better than ours, and those people must be very strong, otherwise, how can they afford pets?"

"That's right, that's right."

Back to the place where the collars were sold, the woman was surprised.

The little boy took it for granted and handed all the collars to Tang Miao.

"Brother, you can pick whatever you want."

"I want four." Tang Miao took off his backpack and filled him with some rice in a plastic bag. The woman borrowed a scale from the stall owner next to her and wanted to return the extra handful to Tang Miao, who shook her head.

The woman looked at her thin son, and saw that the man next to the boy had no intention of stopping him, she bit her lips and thanked him softly, wrapped the rice bag in a black plastic bag and hugged her in her arms, and secretly glanced to both sides, her expression A little more careful and vigilant than before.

The little boy narrowed his eyes with a smile, and said sweetly: "Brother, we still have a lot of dog food at home. If you want it, come and buy it next time."

In the last days, it is too eye-catching to buy dog food to feed dogs. Tang Miao didn't intend to attract attention. She smiled and didn't answer. holding a black object.

"Daddy, this is?"

"The rubber band I just changed." Tang Sihuang put the things into the small pocket on the side of his backpack.

"Get out of town now."

"Stop shopping?"

"I don't want anything else."

The two got into the car, left the Exchange Square, and headed towards the gate of the base. The usable distance of the walkie-talkie is 5 kilometers. Contact the family and tell Tang Qi that the two may not come back for lunch.

There are two gates in the base, the exit on the left and the entrance on the right. Everyone came in and out in order. The city walls are heavily guarded, and the serious-looking soldiers hold machine guns in their arms. No one dares to make trouble here. The ID card is also an all-in-one card in the base, and you need to register when you leave the city, just swipe the ID card on the card reader. This is also for the convenience of base management population.

The manager of the WH base is very economical. It takes 20 points to buy a map of the surrounding areas of WH at the exit; A booklet with the latest instructions.

The two bought maps and brochures, and after the card was scanned by the machine, they left the city smoothly. As soon as they came out of the gate, both Tang Miao and Tang Sihuang had a look of surprise on their faces. I saw that there were many survivors living outside the base. The base stipulated that only people from other places whose contribution value exceeded 800 points were eligible to live in the base. Because they couldn't afford it, they had to live outside the city. The colorful tents are like mushrooms clustered together. There is only a ten-meter-wide road facing the gate of the base, which is separated from the residential area by iron railings. The mushroom group is separated from the outside world by a power grid, which is barely safe. Some people shuttled back and forth among the tents, most of them had tattered and dirty clothes; only a few people were still clean and tidy, but their faces were emaciated. The old man with a haggard face sat motionless outside the tent and basked in the sun, like a quiet statue; the children who should have been lively and active did not run around, but squatted silently on the ground, playing with dark stones, His white and tender face was covered with dust. All of this, from a distance, is like a silent black and white movie.

Tang Sihuang speeded up, and the car quickly left the base.

"Daddy, the zombies are getting more and more powerful now, can those people live outside the city?" Tang Sen was very skeptical.

Tang Sihuang said in a low voice: "Survival of the fittest. No matter what time, this sentence is applicable. Before the end of the world, those who adapt to the competition become the masters; now, those who adapt to the competition live, and those who do not adapt die. "It's cruel, but it makes sense.

"These people really don't have the ability to enter the base? Even if they don't have supplies, they can kill zombies and get points. But they don't, they would rather be crowded here."

Tang Miao agreed with his words. People can depend on others, but they cannot depend on others forever. Especially in today's world, if those people can't strengthen themselves, maybe one day they will pay the price in blood.

Tang Miao stopped thinking: "Daddy, have you had breakfast yet?"

Tang Sihuang raised the corner of his mouth: "No."

"There are egg pancakes, let me feed you?" Tang Miao tried her best to ignore the heat on her face, and tried to keep her tone normal, but she was spurning herself in her heart: Tang Miao, Tang Miao, if you drive, daddy will be able to eat by himself

"Um."

After feeding or something, Tang Miao's heart beat faster again. He took out a plate containing two egg cakes from the space, rolled up the egg cakes with chopsticks, and brought them to Tang Sihuang's mouth.

"Didn't you mean boiled eggs? How did you make the omelette?" Tang Sihuang took a bite, and as soon as he took a bite, he was sure that it was an egg laid by a chicken in the space. magic.

Seeing the flash of joy in his eyes, Tang Miao also felt happy, picked up another omelette and took a bite, smiling like a treasure: "I like to eat boiled eggs, I also like to eat omelettes, and I also like to eat fried eggs. , scrambled eggs, poached eggs, salted eggs, tea eggs, egg custard... "

"I like boiled eggs the most." Tang Sihuang laughed.

Tang Miao thought he was asking, and nodded, "Well, boiled eggs are my favorite. By the way, Daddy, what's your favorite food?"

"You are doing well."

Tang Miao had a good time, and after feeding the omelette, she took out a box of milk, inserted a straw and brought it to Tang Sihuang's mouth.

milk? He hadn't had milk since he was eighteen. Looking at the boy's bright smiling eyes, Tang Sihuang still opened his mouth.

After Tang Sihuang finished drinking the milk, he saw the oil stains on the corners of his mouth, and thought that he had been fed for a long time anyway, so it would be okay to wipe his mouth again. Tang Miao took out a napkin and wiped his lips.

Tang Sihuang curled his lips and said nothing. Tang Miao was embarrassed instead, and always felt that she was taking the opportunity to tease her.

The farther away from the base, the more zombies on the road. It looks sparse, but the number is actually amazing. The first zombies had stiff limbs and slow speed, so they were actually not difficult to deal with. But now, 30% of the zombies have evolved, and their running speed can almost catch up with humans. At this point, humans have hardly any advantage. Another great advantage they have over humans is that they don't feel pain. As long as you don't lose your head, even if you lose an arm, a leg, or even half your body, you can still continue to attack.

On the main road, from time to time, a few dusty cars can be seen, running quickly towards the direction of the base, or driving out from the direction of the base. The vehicle sped past, kicking up a cloud of dust.

A gray off-road vehicle left the base a few minutes later than Tang Miao and Tang Sihuang. At this time, it was seven or eight meters behind them, and suddenly caught up quickly. Six middle-aged men poked their heads out of the car window, took a few glances at the Land Rover, and said boldly to Tang Sihuang, "Brother, we belong to the Flying Tigers. Just the two of you going out of town? Do you want to form a team with us?" ?”

Tang Sihuang turned his head and looked. The man who spoke was about forty years old, with a strong figure, and his skin was tanned, but he couldn't hide the light in his eyes.

"Today I took the little guy out to practice. We will cooperate again when we have a chance." Tang Sihuang declined. In the same base, the relationship must be handled well.

"It's easy to say. My name is Zhuang Hu. I don't know what to call my brother?" The man glanced into the car, saw the slender young man in the passenger seat, smiled heartily, and stretched out his big palm.