Tang Miao and Tang Sihuang didn't put away their things just in case someone in the car was secretly watching them with binoculars. Tang Miao continued to do his own thing. Tang Sihuang raised the binoculars and saw two people in the front car.
Two simply modified cars and a van arrived in front of them in a short while and stopped about ten meters away.
The people in the car got down one after another, and their eyes drifted unconsciously to the small world under the tent. A simple stove, a small square dining table, two wicker chairs and a rechargeable fan, especially the tumbling meat in the pot, make others envious.
There are a total of seven people in this team, all of whom are foreigners. From the facial features, it can be seen that five of them are from M country, and two of them are dark-skinned; the other two can't tell which country they are from, and they must not be Oriental. Among the seven people, there was only one woman, with short hair, beautiful features, and a relatively strong figure.
"Huh?" Tang Miao's eyes swept over everyone one by one, and when they fell on the dark-skinned boy among them, his expression was very surprised.
"Know?" Tang Sihuang didn't miss his expression.
Tang Miao didn't know how to answer, so she didn't make a sound, her face returned to normal, the surprise in her heart didn't dissipate, and she secretly lamented this coincidence. If he did not admit his mistake, this young man was Tom White, his classmate in college in country M in his previous life, and one of his best buddies at that time. Most American children are rebellious, but this Tom is not like that. He is bold and cheerful, mature and stable, and quite reliable. Although he is black, he is not inferior, but positive. When he first went to college, he was taken care of by Tom. Of course, Tom was only eighteen or nineteen years old at this time, and he might not have matured to the level of college, but this did not prevent Tang Miao from having a good impression of him.
Tom noticed his gaze, smiled, and waved his hand generously in greeting.
The person who came forward to chat was the dark-skinned man wearing a black vest and tight gray pants. He was in his early thirties. Although his skin was very dark, his facial features were very correct, and his sharp eyes would only make people think that he was very resolute. Reliable and not offensive at all. Everyone else stayed where they were.
Tiger King has a very strong sense of territory, squinting his eyes and standing up, Tang Miao pressed its head, and it fell back to the ground again.
"Hello, we are the Atsugi Survival Team from the Kyoto base. I know you are the Fruit Corps. Nice to meet you."
This person should have stayed in country Z for a long time, and he speaks Chinese very fluently.
"Same, Tang Sihuang from Fruit Corps." Tang Sihuang reached out and shook his hand.
Jim was silent for a few seconds, as if he was thinking about how to pronounce Tang Sihuang properly.
Tang Miao also shook hands with him, and said in English: "I am Tang Miao. My father's English name is Samuel Tang, and my English name is Meer Tang."
It was much easier to read this way, and Jim immediately thanked him: "Thank you. The people in our survival team are all foreigners, this is Tom White, this is Kate Brown, and this is..."
"Nice to meet you!"
The rest of the team said hello in English, and it seems that they are not very proficient in Z language. Tang Miao guessed that they might be staying in country Z because they came to country Z for tourism or business trip.
"Nice to meet you, too!"
Only then did he know that there was such a survival team composed of foreigners in the base. Also, with such a big base, this team should not be very big, so he has never heard of it before. Speaking of which, these foreigners are also very sympathetic. In the face of such a big disaster, not only can they not get together with their relatives, they can't even contact them. They need very strong nerves to survive in a strange country.
"Mr. Tang, this is a good place to rest. I wonder if we can stay here too?" Jim asked.
"Please." Tang Sihuang's attention was on Tang Miao. Tang Miao was talking happily with that dark-skinned boy.
"I guess your 'Atsugi Survival Team' should actually be the Home Survival Team, right?" Tang Miao scooped up the sliced pork belly with a smile on her face.
"Your English is very good!" Tom was very curious about the food he was about to make, standing in front of the stove and staring intently, spreading his hands helplessly, "Yes, you don't know, a lot of people call us Team'. Oh man, is everyone on our team someone else's stepmother?"
Tang Miao was overjoyed, and simply explained that he grew up in country M and didn't return until he was 12 years old. This Tom was as interesting as the Tom he knew. However, this Tom doesn't know him in this life, and after all, he has been rolling in the apocalypse for so long, Tang Miao still has some precautions against him.
Tang Sihuang came over and said to Tang Miao, "I'll help you."
People from the Atsugi Survival Team were also preparing lunch. Jim greeted Tang Sihuang and Tang Miao and went to help. Tang Miao noticed that there was also a spatial ability over there, another M countryman, but he didn't know how big his space was.
"You have a good impression of him." Tang Sihuang took out a clean plate and handed it to Tang Miao.
"Hehe—cough cough! When I was bullied in Country M, he helped me once by chance. He didn't know me. I just wanted to find a chance to repay the favor." Tang Miao was a little amused, and then said He told a lie, which he came up with after thinking for a long time. He didn't want to tell Tang Sihuang about his rebirth, why was there an extra person to bear that kind of pressure.
Tang Sihuang didn't doubt it, he knew Tang Miao's previous personality, and it was possible for him to be bullied. He lowered his head and kissed his lover's forehead, which was also comforting. No matter how they were before, they are together now. He won't let anyone have a chance to bully him.
The members of the Atsugi Survival Team were a little surprised when they saw this scene. We all know that the people of country Z express their feelings very reservedly, but the father and son are very close. Tom explained to several others that Tang Miao grew up in the United States, and everyone felt no surprise.
There is also meat sold in the base, but the price is high, and the Fruit Corps already raised some pigs, and they have the financial resources to eat meat. Tang Miao did not hesitate because of the arrival of the Atsugi Survival Team. After making a double-cooked pork, he fried it again A green vegetable. The rice on the other burner is also hot.
Tang Miao served the rice, while Tang Sihuang sent Hei Wei, Charles and Tiger King to forage for food by themselves.
Tang Sihuang took out a bottle of pickles bottled with mineral water from the space and shook it over there, and Jim walked over quickly. On the one hand, it is because he is the captain, and on the other hand, it is also because his Chinese is the best among all of them.
"Captain Jim, meeting is fate, and this bottle of pickles is our hospitality to you. It's a small thing, not a respect."
"Thank you Captain Tang."
After Jim walked away, Tang Miao said: "The seven of them are all supernatural beings, and they probably took on some big mission."
"If we go the same way, we can go together." Tang Sihuang said. He had been paying attention just now, and he didn't find a trace of greed or jealousy in those people's eyes, so he didn't reject this team. Of course, it would be more perfect if Tang Xiaomiao consciously kept a distance from that Tom. He just didn't like Tang Xiaomiao getting too close to other people.
He brought a slice of fried golden meat to Tang Miao's mouth. Tang Miao stuttered and looked at him suspiciously.
Tang Sihuang smiled and said, "It's nothing. Eat quickly."
Tang Miao smiled at him, picked up a chopstick and put it in his bowl.
After dinner, as soon as Tang Miao packed up, Jim came over.
"Samuel, Mir, you're ready to eat too. We're going to the Heijiang base, I don't know where you plan to go?"
"What a coincidence, we are going to the Heijiang base too." Tang Sihuang said.
Jim smiled, showing two rows of white teeth: "If you don't mind, we can go together, with multiple people taking care of us."
"Of course I don't mind." Tang Sihuang said.
Tang Miao secretly sighed: Jim's teeth are really white.
Tang Sihuang put away the dining table, seeing that the other side was almost cleaned up, and then put the chairs and tent into the space. After the convoy set off, Jim watched as the car caught up with the Land Rover.
"Aren't you waiting for the tiger?"
Tang Miao said: "They will catch up by themselves."
Sure enough, within five minutes of departure, Tiger King, Heiwei and Charles rushed all the way, looking vigorous and flexible as they jumped forward.
Tang Miao let Charles get into the car, and Heiwei and Tiger King ran beside the car, not lagging behind at all, and without any effort. The members of the Atsugi Survival Team whistled enviously. It's just a sound, it's not good if it attracts zombies.
Encountered a lot of zombies on the road, Tang Sihuang deliberately took a look at the strength of his temporary teammates, and instead of letting Tiger King, Heiwei, and Charles show up, he used his own abilities to deal with them. Seeing that he made a move, the people in the three cars behind all used their abilities to deal with the zombies. The two teams cooperated fairly well.
It is said that the temperature in the north is very low, and Tang Miao didn't feel anything for the time being. It was not until night that he fully realized why the people in the Heijiang base lacked winter clothes. The night here is like late autumn, and people are shivering with cold. Such weather is indeed abnormal.
Fortunately, they found a hut next to a fish pond, which should be for people who watch the fish pond. The hut was not big, Jim sent two people to watch the night in the car outside, while Tang Sihuang asked Tiger King to stay outside, the hut could just accommodate the rest of the people, Charles and Heiwei.
Tang Miao cooked a large pot of soup, and Jim exchanged a pack of vermicelli and a handful of bitter melon for seven bowls. Everyone drank warmly.
Or hot soup can also be intoxicating? Jim suddenly sang a song in a low voice, the rhythm was a bit sluggish and sad, the other six people were silent, and two of them leaned against the wall with their eyes closed. The atmosphere is much lower than before.
Jim sang in the dialect of country M, and Tang Sihuang couldn't understand it very well.
Tang Miao leaned into his ear and whispered, "This is a song about missing my hometown."