Chapter 1318 Sick

Oil City, on the wall of the trading market.

Zhu Xiao looked at Guifei and Dongfeng and others coming up from the wall with a puzzled look on his face.

Dongfeng, wearing combat uniform, walked to Zhu Xiao and said:

"We received the order from the minister and we came to replace you."

Zhu Xiao's tense body relaxed when he heard this.

"You are finally here. OK, I will leave this to you."

Then.

He called out to the team members around him and asked them to hand over to Dongfeng and others.

Guifei was wearing a black combat uniform, with a curvy figure, which made the guards of Southern Paradise take a few more glances.

"Fuck, who is that? She has a really hot body!"

After Chen Er saw Guifei, he leaned close to Zhu Xiao's ear and asked.

Zhu Xiao saw the direction Chen Er was looking at and found that he was looking at Guifei.

The corner of his mouth twitched.

"I advise you not to mess with this woman. This woman is very cruel."

He still remembered that there was an extra-staff member before, who half-jokingly teased Guifei.

He was slapped twice by Guifei.

The non-staff member was so angry that he cursed all women.

Being beaten by the imperial concubine was not because the non-staff member let her go, but because he really couldn't beat her.

Moreover, when the imperial concubine attacked, she would kick the most vulnerable part of the man. Who could bear this?

Chen Er didn't quite believe that such a beautiful woman could be so powerful.

"Are you kidding me? Does she have a boyfriend? What's his name?"

Zhu Xiao saw that he didn't listen to his advice and insisted on doing it.

I was too lazy to explain to him,

"Wang Guifen, but you should call her the imperial concubine better, and chase her quickly."

"Thank you, brother." Chen Er secretly glanced at the imperial concubine again, and a little wave rose in his heart.

Zhu Xiao ignored him and saw that the team members had handed over. He waved his hand and led everyone down the wall.

He had been guarding the wall for more than ten days and was exhausted physically and mentally.

When he walked down the wall, he happened to meet Guo Peng who was guarding the other side.

Two teams, hundreds of people gathered together.

It attracted the attention of the survivors in the trading market.

"Brother Ye, has the guard team come down the wall? What happened?"

"Change of post, didn't you see a new group of people going up the wall just now?"

"Oh, I didn't notice it just now, I was sleeping."

"Cough cough cough."

A cough came.

Ye Mingshan turned his head to look at a young man next to him and touched his forehead.

Hot!

"Old Feng, Zirun's body temperature is even hotter." Ye Mingshan turned his head to look at a man wearing a straw hat next to him.

Old Feng came over and touched the young man's forehead.

It was a bit hot.

"Alas, it has been windy and rainy recently, his clothes are soaked, and he is not nutritious. He has a fever."

"Cough cough cough, it's okay, Uncle Feng, I can make it." The young man's pale face, beads of sweat flowed down.

He felt that he had no strength in his body and was dizzy.

It seemed that there was a fire burning in his body, burning him thirsty.

He tried to get up, but he had no strength at all, and he leaned against the wall and gasped.

"Don't move, what do you want to do?" Old Feng sighed and looked at the young man with some concern.

"Uncle Feng, I want to drink some water, please help me." The young man's lips turned pale. He was a little stubborn and didn't want to ask others for help, but he was really thirsty.

Old Feng searched behind him and found a steel cup.

Standing up, he raised his feet and carefully avoided the people sitting on the ground.

"Please make way. Thank you."

He walked through the long room and came to the door of the house. It was raining heavily outside.

Rain kept falling from the eaves and hitting the ground.

The rain at the door splashed and wet his already wet trouser legs.

Old Feng held the steel cup in his left hand and put it under the eaves to wash.

He didn't want to run into the rainstorm to get water, which would make him completely wet.

In such humid weather, once you get wet, it's not easy to dry.

Wearing wet clothes for a long time is extremely uncomfortable.

After washing it several times, he held the steel cup tightly with both hands and filled it two-thirds full.

The rain water falling down has an impact force, so it is impossible to fill it up.

Moreover, with so many people on the way back, it is easy to spill if it is full.

Holding the steel cup filled with rain water, he was more careful than when he came out, for fear that it would spill on others.

There were too many people in the room, some standing, some sitting, and some simply lying on the ground.

"Come."

Lao Feng held the steel cup and put the mouth of the cup to Zirun's mouth.

Zirun opened his eyes with difficulty and drank the water in big gulps.

Lao Feng saw him like this and said reluctantly:

"There is no way, the conditions are limited, there is only rain water, boil it"

Huh——

Zirun drank most of the cup and said to Lao Feng: "It's okay, it's okay, thank you."

It was a bit difficult for him to say this, because zombies were burning outside the wall, resulting in insufficient oxygen in the trading market.

Now he has a fever and is weak, and it is still unclear what caused the fever.

"I'll take a nap."

Zirun leaned against the wall and slowly closed his eyes.

Old Feng watched him close his eyes and felt a little itchy on his waist.

He scratched it and it felt more and more itchy.

"Brother Ye, can you help me see what's growing on my lower back?" Old Feng said to Ye Mingshan nervously.

At the same time, he lifted his shirt.

Ye Mingshan looked at the densely packed red rashes on his lower back, with white dots inside, which made his scalp numb.

"Old Feng, you have herpes zoster virus. It may be due to decreased resistance or it may be too humid."

After the itching, there was a sharp pain.

This herpes zoster is not on the surface of the skin, but neuralgia under the skin.

Neuralgia is the most painful!

Old Feng collapsed to the ground, holding his lower back, with a piercing pain and itching.

"Hiss! Damn it!"

"Brother Ye, stay away from me, this thing is contagious."

Old Feng sat on the ground, frowning and said to Ye Mingshan.

Ye Mingshan looked at his arms and calves, which were also covered with eczema.

"Oh, it's okay, this thing won't kill people."

"This place is so small, where else can I go."

Ye Mingshan looked at Zirun who was sleeping and said worriedly:

"Zirun is still running a fever. If he continues to have a fever like this, he may be in danger of his life. We have to think of a way."

Old Feng grimaced in pain. This herpes zoster doesn't feel anything when it's not painful, but it's really painful when it hurts.

"What can we do?"

Ye Mingshan narrowed his eyes and said:

"I heard that the first transaction in the trading market was that a group of people exchanged medicine with people from the oil city. I will go and ask and find out the news later."

Old Feng also heard this rumor, but he didn't have much hope.

He heard that the group paid a great price to get the medicine.

Medicine is more precious than gold in the end times.

At the same time.

In such humid weather, many survivors have discomfort of one kind or another.

Most of them have skin diseases.

Itching is unbearable.

The skin was scratched uncomfortably, and even if it bled, they still scratched.

Zhu Xiao and Guo Peng's teams passed through the trading market and came to the gate of the Oil City.

The searchlight shone down from the wall of the Oil City.

When Li Zhengping saw that it was Zhu Xiao and others, he notified the guards on duty below to open the gate.

Boom!

The gate of the Oil City was opened.

Zhu Xiao was a little excited, took off his helmet, and let the rain fall on his face.

He was a little excited when he thought that he would be able to have a good meal and sleep in a warm and dry room later.

The guards checked and let them in.

The inspection was still necessary, after all, there were too many people in the trading market, and they were afraid that someone would sneak into the Oil City secretly.

"Old Guo, let's go!" Zhu Xiao looked at this old friend who had been with him for many years, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile.

Guo Peng raised his head and walked towards their residence with an automatic rifle.

He was not short, 1.75 meters tall, but next to Zhu Xiao, a two-meter giant, he looked a little cute.

As the outer city personnel of the Dazhangshu base, the team members have four people in the room, and the team leader has a single room.

The inner city personnel of the Dazhangshu base have separate rooms in the Oil City.

For example, Lao Yi, Lao Xie, Ju Tianrui, Dongtai, Xiao Jun, Li Zhengping, Liu Jinglue and others all have a separate bedroom.

The non-staff personnel have eight people in the room, with bunk beds.

The cooperative personnel sleep in a row on a large bunk bed.

Their residence is in the northeast of the Oil City, very close to the helicopter landing pad.

On the second floor of the residential building, the two met Ah Hong from next door on the way.

"You are finally back, I will get you some food." Ah Hong said after seeing the two.

"Brother Hong, we two brothers have suffered a lot." Guo Peng started to play the victim after seeing Ah Hong.

Ah Hong pointed in the direction of the trading market and asked:

"When you went down the wall, did you see Ma Sailong and the others?"

Zhu Xiao asked in surprise:

"Ma Gong? Isn't he the person in charge of oil well mining in Oil City? Why did he go to the trading market wall?"

Guo Peng glanced at the two people and said in confusion:

"I did see them. Captain Xiao Jun led them there personally. I saw that Ma Sailong's expression seemed a little strange. What happened?"

"The manpower here should not be so tight. We need oil workers to go on duty."

Ah Hong knew that the two did not know that Uncle San was angry.

Looking around and finding no one, he approached the two and whispered:

"It is said that Ma Sailong made the minister unhappy, so he and the workers were sent to the wall to work!"

"What? Tell me in detail."

Zhu Xiao originally wanted to go back to the room quickly, take off his combat uniform, go downstairs to take a hot bath, come back to eat something and have a good sleep.

But when he heard Ah Hong say this, he felt something.

Curiosity made him stop.

Ah Hong said with a somewhat unhappy expression: "Isn't the oil array now open?"

"Consume oil so that the oil array can last longer.

The minister found Ma Sailong and asked him to start extracting oil immediately. The oil extraction work was suspended during the storm some time ago. Now that the storm is over, let him continue to extract oil."

"Who would have thought that Ma Sailong said that it would be dangerous to extract oil during heavy rain. The subtext is that he doesn't want to take those workers to take risks."

Hearing this, Zhu Xiao and Guo Peng's faces suddenly turned cold.

Fuck!

These grandsons, are they used to enjoying themselves!

Compared to Guo Peng's silence, Zhu Xiao directly cursed:

"I've been wearing it in the guard tower for more than ten days, and my clothes haven't been dried these days. There are so many zombies. We are taking risks, but they don't want to take any risks?"

A Hong nodded with approval and said:

"yes."

"So the minister was extremely angry and asked them to go on duty at the trading market wall now."

"Get a taste of what it's like to be on duty!"

Guo Peng thought for a while and asked: "What about the oil extraction job? Who took over?"

A Hong said with a smile:

"That shouldn't be the case. Why don't you know the past history of Oil City?"

"Oil City was controlled by Zhong Chuchu before. She used to be the leader of Oil City."

"What was that called later?"

Ah Hong raised his head and looked at the upper right corner to recall.

"Oh, yes, it's that immortal old ghost. He led the motorcycle gang to capture the Oil City and used the people in the Oil City as slaves."

"Later the city lord came with a large army and liberated the oil city."

Upon hearing the word liberation, Guo Peng said, "Brother Hong, you are very good at using words."

"Don't interrupt!"

A Hong rolled his eyes and continued: "After rescuing the people in the oil city, Zhong Chuchu followed the city owner back to the headquarters base and participated in the construction there."

"The Massaelon and some workers stayed, and they are responsible for oil extraction here until now."

Zhu Xiao thought for a while and asked: "If I remember correctly, Zhong Chuchu should have been promoted to a non-staff position now, right?"

A Hong nodded and said:

"Yes, I first stayed at the headquarters base to do construction, and then went to the northern border to support.

After returning from the north, they were promoted to non-staff.

It was not easy for her. She spent a lot of time going back and forth with such a large group. "

"That Marseille Dragon is lucky. He used to be Zhong Chuchu's subordinate, and he became a non-staff member a few months before Zhong Chuchu and the others."

Guo Peng held his helmet under his arm and took off his wet combat uniform while saying:

"Zhong Chuchu and the others are pretty good. They endured hardships and even participated in basic military training at the headquarters base. Compared with Masailong and the others, Zhong Chuchu and the others are more capable in combat."

Zhu Xiao suddenly remembered the King Kong Lolita who always followed Zhong Chuchu.

"Speaking of which, Shen Xiaoxiao left a deep impression on me."

Ahong coughed dryly and said to Zhu Xiao:

"Shen Xiaoxiao's strength has been praised by the city lord, but don't think about it. Shen Xiaoxiao is with Zhou Weiguo in the inner city."

"I know."

"I don't like that one."

Zhu Xiao saw Guo Peng taking off his combat uniform and followed suit.

"I mean, Zhong Chuchu and the others must know about oil mining. After all, they all left here."

"You said what arrangements will be made for Marseille and others in the future?"

They are actually not very optimistic about offending the minister.

What's more, there are substitutes.

A Hong shrugged his shoulders and said, "Whatever, if that Marcellus and those workers come down from the wall and change their attitude, they might have a chance to return to oil well mining."

"If it remains the same as before, we may be the first person to be downgraded from our Zhangshu base."

"Downgrade?"

Zhu Xiao and Guo Peng said in unison.

A Hong nodded and said:

"yes."

"From non-staff personnel to cooperative personnel, they do not enjoy fixed food rations. They can only exchange for food through points accumulated in the past. All other benefits have been reduced."

Zhu Xiao curled his lips and cursed:

"Just surrender. To be honest, none of us here didn't work hard to get promoted."

"They only need to extract oil. It may be tiring, but they don't take risks and the points are high."

"You don't appreciate this, you deserve to be demoted!"

Guo Peng had already taken off his combat uniform jacket and said to A Hong:

"Brother Hong, let's go back to the room and talk later."

A Hong nodded and said: "Okay, I will put food in your room for you later."

"Thank you~"

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