This attack could only be considered a small episode. The corpse was not too late to deal with. There was a steady stream of people coming from behind. Lin Meng and his party began to continue moving forward and walk along the road.

Within a day, the crowd where Lin Meng was located was attacked three times, and all of them appeared were bugs. The second batch of Zergs would also attack the first batch of Zergs that came to the ground, which may be related to the innate aggressiveness of the bugs.

This group of people lost more than 50 more, but the people behind them will quickly replenish them, so the number of people in the team not only seems to be quite small, but also expanded due to the combat power protection of Lin Meng, Ye Ying, Old Man Hu and the three "Awakening Ones".

The night finally arrived...

"So many people died on the first day, how should we go on this trip!"

Old man Hu wrapped himself in a torn leather jacket, his old face was covered with a dark look, and his gray hair fluttered in the wind.

"If no one dies, Nanjing City cannot tolerate everyone. Only by eliminating the vast majority of people can the rest survive with limited resources..." Lin Meng looked at the distance of the road, and it was still dark and the crowds were surging.

"I see."

The overuse ability of four consecutive battles caused great damage to Old Man Hu's body. He covered his mouth, coughed violently for a while, wiped off the spit from the corner of his mouth, and said choked: "But I feel uncomfortable when I see so many people killed by insects..."

Lin Meng didn't know how to persuade him, so she could only sigh.

Now to night, walking in the dark is dangerous, and the end of the world has come for a lot of time. Most people are in poor health due to long-term hunger and have little strength. They have to stop and rest after walking for a day.

There are houses everywhere on the road. Some people go in and wrap their clothes, bow and go to bed, while some people snuggle under the eaves, and a few people squeeze together to keep warm. Seeing an abandoned clothing store next to it, although there are a lot of people inside, entering the room on a dark night is better than sleeping outside.

Lin Meng, Ye Ying, Zhao Xin, Lin Xiaoxue, and Timo are seen by many people in the daytime battle against monsters.

Seeing these people entering, a big man immediately stood up with a smirk and gave up a large area in the center of the house he had occupied. The big man's face was covered with flesh and a scar. He looked not a good person from his appearance - in fact, he was indeed not a good person.

The end of the world is coming, without restraint, many people become evil, he is one of them, robbery, killing, bullying the weak...

However, after silently speculating on Lin Meng, the man did not rob the people in the house of the people who were curled up together, and he occupied the place occupied by a female teacher and a few junior high school students. He did not look at Ye Ying and Lin Xiaoxue with outstanding appearances, but instead hurried to the corner of the house with great caution.

Zhao Xin took off the bag on his back and took out a bag from it, filled with white powder.

This is 10 kilogram fried noodles. Of course, it is not the fried noodles mixed with vegetables and shredded pork in restaurants. It is literally meaningful. The fried noodles are fried and edible flour. The fried noodles attracted everyone's direct gaze. The heat can even Lin Meng clearly feel it.

There is nothing we can do about this, after all, there are people everywhere and I can’t avoid it if I want to eat.

"Lin Meng, you are here!"

The door of the clothing store suddenly opened, and a stout young man carrying two large sacks entered the room under the protection of two submachine gun soldiers next to him.

"Zhao Meng? Aren't you in the convoy?" Lin Meng was slightly stunned.

"I heard from Old Man Hu say you are in the house. Sure enough... I gave the quota of rides to the Taoist priest who had broken legs, and also won a quota of rides for Xu Qian, who was weak. At the cost, I will act as a coolie and distribute food."

"Distribute food?"

"It's something to eat!"

"The army said that one meal will be given a day!"

...

The people in the house began to be noisy, and even an old woman with weak and crutches leaned in the corner, supported her tired body and stood up. But when Zhao Meng put down the sack and took out the food, her original expectation turned into a strong disappointment, and some even began to be angry.

"One person, one, a hard dough that is worse than steamed buns?"

The scar on the man's face was twitching. He had a bad temper, but he knew how to judge the situation very well. He took a few deep breaths to cover his anger and began to bite the black, rough, and frozen in winter nights, dry and hard, and hard-toothed, and fist-sized hard dough.

A middle-aged man in his 40s, who had a pale face due to hunger, had not yet cut his beer belly, rosacea and round face, indicating his identity before the end of the world, had a chewy mouthful of dough and his throat swelled. He quickly drank a sip of water, but was choked.

Amid the violent cough, the middle-aged man's tears remained on his dusty face, and a line of deep ravines rushed out...

The man suddenly became furious and threw the hard dough on the ground and cursed: "Mom, I said we would go to Nanjing. There is no car. OK, let's go! We will be ready to send food, just let's forget it once a day, at least we can eat something, right? It's something that this dog doesn't eat!"

Zhao Meng stared at the roaring man coldly. A soldier with a gun had pointed his gun at the middle-aged man's forehead. The cold metal touch made his body stiff.

"You can vent your food, you can also vent your anger, express your resentment, but you are not allowed to waste food. Now is a special period, and those who waste food can be shot!"

A cold voice came from Zhao Meng's mouth. The explosion fist was actually the energy in his body condensed on his fist and punched him. With the energy in his body, the quality of his body will continue to improve. His slap knocked the middle-aged fat man aside.

The man's hard dough was rolled next to the old woman in the corner of the wall, and it was stained with a lot of dust. The old woman quickly grabbed it and stuffed it into her clothes.

Seeing the middle-aged man's mouth bleeding, his eyes as if burning flames, and his old woman's actions, Zhao Meng sighed, took out two small bags of fried noodles from his arms and threw them to them. The old woman caught them and still put them in her clothes. The man grabbed the fried noodles in his hand, tore open the bag and poured them into his mouth.

The blood flowing out of the corners of the mouth was stained, and the fried noodles quickly turned into a creeping bright red.

"Living in this mentality is a waste of water and food. It is impossible to go to Nanjing." Shaking his head, Zhao Meng said to Lin Meng: "I'll send two sacks of food, and then I'll send more than 10 trips to the area I'll be in charge. I'll come back to find you after I'm done."

Under the escort of soldiers, this awakened man who carried "no dogs" on his back and threw them into the trash can before the end of the world and no one looked at the food. He left. Almost everyone in the house was biting hard dough, and at the same time he looked at the middle-aged fat man who swallowed fried noodles in water.

Lin Xiaoxue and Ye Ying all showed unbearable expressions in their eyes, especially in the room, there were three young junior high school students and an old woman in her 70s.

"Die 10 kilograms of fried noodles for these people." Lin Meng told Zhao Xin.

Lin Meng certainly couldn't bear the misery of ordinary people, but for him, his companions around him were the most important. Fortunately, because of Timo's package, the awakened people received a lot of food, which should be able to support Nanjing.

There are not much 10 kilograms of fried noodles, and there are also many people in the house, and only one person can get one kilogram, but the people who get the food hurriedly thanked them. After all, the end of the world has been around for more than a month, and these people have a clear understanding of the preciousness of food in their hearts.

Banknotes are precious? Gold is precious? But can it be eaten?

Beauty? The most valuable thing in the end of the world is women.

Three hours later, Zhao Meng came again. He called Lin Meng outside the house and saw no one around whispering to him: "I have some information here, I want to tell you... the military has news about the reincarnation."

"The number of awakened abilities is increasing, not very rare, but there are still few reincarnations. The military issued an order if anyone is a reincarnation person, he can take the initiative to contact them. The treatment is good and his family can be properly placed."

Lin Meng thought about it, frowned and said, "Did you tell the news that Ye Ying and I are reincarnators?"

"How could it be!"

Zhao Meng waved his hand in a hurry: "I don't know what you think, I'm just here to tell you this news..."

"It's good if you didn't say it. The military... is a big force, and has the benefits of relying on it, intelligence, food, and even companions... but... the situation is still unclear. What is the military's attitude towards the reincarnationists? Is there any special purpose... cooperation? Or use and exploitation of tools, or as experimental mice."

Lin Meng pondered for a while: "For the time being, I will definitely contact the military on the way of transfer. Then I will judge the other party's attitude... By the way, you and Liu Qian, Taoist priests are in a state of turmoil. No matter whether my identity as a reincarnation person is exposed or not, you must not say Ye Ying's identity."

"We both cooperate with the military and are only ready to expose one person's identity."

"clear."

Zhao Meng nodded, actually a little disappointed, because anyone who knew that the people around him were reincarnators and did a good job of introducing ideological work can also get rewards for food and weapons.

With his bold and meticulous personality, Zhao Meng is very familiar with many people and understands the military's goals.

The awakened person has great potential, and the reincarnation person is undoubtedly greater than the awakened person. Now the military is equivalent to investing - the most important point is that the reincarnation person can bring back items and equipment from the plot world. Think about it, if someone enters the "Red Alert" world and brings out a base car, how valuable will it be?

Unfortunately, Lin Meng is unwilling to reveal her identity.

"The bugs we encountered in our city's migration team were very ordinary, with the most wolf insects, and there were other bugs named green beetles and green caterpillars."

Zhao Meng took out a cigarette and signaled it. Seeing Lin Meng waved his hand, he held the cigarette in his mouth and lit it and spit out a smoke: "At this time the army entered, he even encountered flying bugs, and the big guy you saw, called fortress beetles, and even cannonballs could not be killed. There are many types of bugs, not only those with lower levels, you should be careful on the road."

After giving out the information, Zhao Meng left and Lin Meng returned to the house. Lin Xiaoxue was held in Ye Ying's arms. Both of them fell asleep with their mountaineering bags. Zhao Xin and his clothes were lying, and Timo's body shrank into a ball and made a uniform breathing sound.
Chapter completed!