Five Hundred and Sixtieth Chapters Win Over

As the saying goes, "If you have milk, you are a mother", the easiest way to win people's hearts in the last days is to give them a bite to eat. In the cold and windy nuclear winter, the steaming cauldron is really the focus of attention.

The operation team has a field kitchen converted from a light truck, which can purify water, disinfect, boil water, heat food, and keep warm. It has all kinds of functions. Meals for a hundred people can be prepared in an hour.

Large chunks of instant noodles are cooking in the cauldron of the field kitchen. This is already the second generation of 'Supreme' instant noodles, which have been optimized again in terms of nutrition and calories. What about the taste..., or the same sentence, as long as you can't eat it to death.

And since the cooking soldiers of the action team started cooking instant noodles, a large group of people in the stronghold automatically gathered around smelling the smell of food. These people swallowed their saliva one by one, staring blankly at the bubbling bubbles in the pot. Although they were quite afraid of the various large-caliber machine guns of the action team, they just didn't leave, and instead surrounded more and more people.

The crowd around is getting denser and denser [无^问^小题][www].[quled].[com], maybe one side has the advantage in numbers, and finally someone has the courage to ask the cooking soldiers for us One bite, okay? Just one bite. I see that you have cooked so much, you can't finish it. "

The butcher with a ferocious face sits in person and guards outside the field kitchen. To the thin-faced and beggar-like residents in the stronghold, he laughed and said, "Want to eat?" no problem! But you can exchange it? "

When they heard that they were not directly rejected, the crowd around them became a little commotion. Several people crowded towards the butcher, pushing and shoving, and asked eagerly and flatteringly, sir, what do you want? As long as we have, we will give you. "

"I want your lives." The butcher clapped the machine gun in his hand with a grin. And with his movements, the heavy machine guns mounted on several fire assault vehicles around him also moved their muzzles and took aim.

The restless emotions were contained immediately, and no one dared to act rashly, but still no one left. After a few seconds of silence, someone mustered up courage again, and said to the butcher tremblingly, sir, our lives are worthless, as long as we can change our stutters. "

But the butcher didn't let go easily. He sat on the frame of the field kitchen and asked condescendingly, are you not full in the stronghold? "Wu Cuo Novel Network does not skip words.

Isn't this nonsense? Can you be so full that you are all hungry and skinny? Can you eat so much that you are weak and weak? Can you eat enough so that everyone is full of bitterness and hatred? And this question is simply a tearjerker. When it comes to the matter of 'eating', who doesn't feel sad and tearful these days?

"We only have one meal a day."

"Sometimes even a meal isn't guaranteed."

"And the quality of the food is still very poor. Some people vomited and had diarrhea after eating it. Not to mention that they got dirty and had no dignity, they died inexplicably."

"People die almost every day, and no one can tell how long they can last?"

The residents in the stronghold burst into tears as they talked, all their anger, hope, and dignity disappeared because of the lack of food. In fact, they can't do it now even if they want to grab it, because they don't have the strength just to look at their dismal faces.

The members of the action team in town had originally looked at the people in front of them with playful eyes and expressions, but seeing the hands and feet trembling and tears streaming down their faces, it was inevitable that they felt a little pity.

These are all Americans, but some follow Victor Hugo, and at least they have life security. Some drift with the flow and hang around aimlessly, and if they can't get along, they will die. In the last days when the whole world is unlucky, the fate of one person is too insignificant.

The butcher originally thought about motivating the residents of these strongholds verbally, but now it seems completely unnecessary. These people are really willing to do as long as they stutter. He said in a deep voice that we need some manpower, and those who are willing to join us, we will at least ensure that they have enough food and clothing. "

A recruitment announcement was made, and skinny arms immediately stretched out from underneath,

Everyone squeezed forward with all their might, shouting at me heart-piercingly..., I am willing to join. Sir, accept me. Let me do anything, as long as you stutter. "

The turbulent crowd almost overwhelmed the tall and strong butcher. This time, no one cared about his fierce and ugly face. Instead, they were as excited as seeing an angel. The butcher growled and yelled that enough is enough, those who want to join should line up. We have enough food to feed you. "

The news of the action team's willingness to provide food swept through the settlement like a gust of wind. Almost everyone jumped at it, and no one wanted to let go of such a good thing. As for those who eat the action team, they have to work hard, no one cares about this detail at all.

The long queue stretched tens of meters, and there were crowds of people. The people in the back row looked expectantly at the people in front who got the food, while the people in the front row held their plates and smiled from ear to ear.

It was useless for Hoffman's men to come, beatings, cursing, threats, and tricks were all useless. No one can stop a group of desperate people from living. It was useless even for Hoffman to come out in person, the majesty of this leader is not worth a bowl of batter.

"The entire North American region has been destroyed too badly. It is very difficult to search a building let alone a city with dozens of us. But with the hundreds of people in front of us, the difficulty of our task has been greatly reduced. Some When there are many people, it is easy to do things.”

Zhou Qingfeng stood behind the field kitchen, looking at the residents in the stronghold who were happily eating noodles, and was already thinking about how to organize and use them.

The butcher stood aside and said that now they are given liquid food with about 1,000 calories per meal, and they will recuperate for a day or two to restore their gastrointestinal function, and then take 3,000 calories per meal to restore their physical fitness. These people need four or five days before they can start working, otherwise they will easily die in large numbers due to overwork. "

"I understand that the current situation cannot be rushed, but must be taken slowly. Waiting for about a week is just to better achieve the goal." Zhou Qingfeng was still calm, "If necessary, we can also find a way to contact other nearby humans to settle down Point, increase manpower as much as possible."

"Then I'll contact Havana immediately and ask Lena Fox to continue sending transport planes to transport supplies to us." The butcher understood very well that no matter how precious the fuel is now, any request of the action team will be met, and the cost will not be considered at all.

Zhou Qingfeng's action this time is only allowed to succeed, not to fail. (To be continued.)

Chapter 563 Winning

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