At six o'clock in the morning, Song Luan was dug out of the warm quilt by his brother, took a hot shower, washed away his sticky clothes, put on a long off-white turtleneck sweater, skin-toned leggings, and black Martin boots. She looked like the innocent and cute little girl in the eyes of outsiders.
After the rain stopped in the middle of the night last night, the north wind began to blow on Haicheng. Overnight, the air changed from humid to dry and cold.
Even a girl like Song Luan has to put a big lump of cream on her face, otherwise she will be tense and uncomfortable.
However, stopping the rain is a good thing.
On the one hand, there is no need to get wet from the rain. On the other hand, the sky is getting clearer, and the ultraviolet rays in the sunlight have a certain degree of suppression on the activities of zombies. In short, today is a suitable day for getting on the road.
At around half past six, the Haicheng Guards' garrison, which had been quiet all night, gradually became voiceless. People left the dormitory building and gathered in the canteen.
Song Heng and the other two arrived at the cafeteria at 7 o'clock. At this time, the food-making teams in front of each window were already long.
Fu Nantian saw the three extremely eye-catching siblings in the crowd from afar. He carried a large basin of hot steamed noodles that had just been cooked and squeezed through the crowd and led them to the long table in the corner of the canteen where his teammates had taken up their positions in advance.
Fu Nantian put down the steamed noodles and asked Peng Wenjing and the others to serve them.
Song Luan looked at the food in the big basin and found that it was not very suitable for his appetite. So he took out a long-handled snow pan from the space, held the pan and asked his teammates in a low voice if they wanted to eat crocodile eggs.
A thick stack of egg cakes fried by Song Heng were stacked in the pot.
He added a lot of chopped green leaves when he stirred the egg liquid. At first glance, each omelette looked thick, yellow and green in color, with a greasy surface, and a little browning made people feel more appetite.
Song Luan used public chopsticks to hold a large piece of vegetable egg cake in everyone's bowl.
It was a bit dry to eat steamed noodles alone, and Ling Hao offered to make soy milk for everyone.
Song Heng glanced at the soy milk that was drinking on the table next door. The liquid was white and slightly yellow. You could smell a sweet and delicious smell after a few steps. Thinking that his sister liked to drink soy milk, he also got up and followed Ling Hao.
Ling Hao found a tray, put eleven cups on it, held a large spoon and put out soy milk from a half-person-high stainless steel bucket, and then filled each cup one by one.
When she saw Song Heng take out a pink sports water cup of two liters, Ling Hao twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his back to the ground, blocked other people's sight with his tall body, and quickly poured soy milk into the large water cup.
Brother and the others are so slow.Song Luan was at the dining table, looking at the soy milk-making team through the crowded crowd.
There are so many people, girls should eat it first, otherwise it will be cold when the meeting is over.Teammates from the same table persuaded him.
It's Ah, we eat first, and we have to gather after we finish eating.Fu Nantian added a tablespoon of chili sauce to the bowl and mixed noodles with chopsticks.
All right.
Song Luan sat down, watched his second brother pick up some of the noodles in her bowl, and then picked up another chopstick and put it into his elder brother's bowl. When the bowl was left with the amount that suited his usual appetite, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the noodles.
Eat quickly.Song Teng ate by himself, and raised his hand to knock on the top of his sister's head, reminding her to eat seriously.
The superpower has superior physical strength, but it also consumes a lot. He has been struggling all night last night and is now so hungry that he can eat a cow.
If there weren't so many people around, it would be too distressing to divide the things from his home, and it would be unreasonable to tell me if I didn't know what to do, Song Teng would even want to take out the grilled crocodile tail in the space and chew it.
Song Luan was also hungry, but she was a spoiled child and was very picky in terms of diet. The steamed noodles in front of her looked ordinary, regardless of appearance or smell, and they could not arouse her appetite at all.
However, out of good education, Song Luan still moved his chopsticks.
After tasting it, the taste is pretty good.
Baby, drink soy milk.Song Heng put a cup of soy milk at his sister's hand.
Song Luan raised his head and smiled at him, with a little sauce on the corner of his mouth.
Song Heng just remembered that her sister had only eaten the food he had made, and she might not be used to the taste of the canteen big pot rice. When he came back, she actually ate half a bowl of steamed noodles...
I just ate half a bowl.
I'm stuffed.Song Luan pushed the bowl aside.
Song Teng next to him didn't even look at it, and reached out to grab her bowl and scoop her unfinished noodles into her bowl.
Is this enough to eat?Ling Hao frowned when he saw it.
The appetite of psychics is generally greater than that of ordinary people, which is also to keep up with the dual consumption of psychics and physical energy.In short, the superpowers are definitely not like Song Luan, who can eat a full meal by simply slicing a few bites of noodles.
It's okay, in front of so many teammates, Song Teng couldn't just say that his sister was not used to the big pot rice in the cafeteria and would eat something else when she was hungry.
Song Luan held the hot soy milk and sipped in small sips, looking innocent.
If conditions permit, it doesn't matter if it is a little pretentious, and she didn't cause trouble for others.
When she is hungry, she just needs to find something from the space to eat. She also has a bunch of crystal shrimp dumplings, soup dumplings, and coconut milk horseshoe cakes packaged from Cantonese refreshment restaurants.
At around 7:30, everyone had breakfast and began to gather in advance under the command of the logistics soldiers.
The playground of the Haicheng Guards' garrison was full of vehicles.Among them, there are the most dark green military cards, followed by medium-sized trucks, which are mixed with more than a dozen military jeeps.
Compared with ordinary military cards, these jeeps are all modified heavy-duty cars. Their bodies are equipped with solid iron plates, and there is an additional layer of protective iron mesh on the windows. There is even a circle of sharp steel knives installed on the wheels. Once the car starts moving, anything close to the wheels will be twisted by the rotating steel knives. You can tell at a glance that these modifications are aimed at zombies.
Song Luan and his team belonged to the Seventh Team. Because they had to leave the relocation team halfway and head to Yunhai Forest Park for missions, their positions were arranged at the end of the team.
When the sun rises a little further, the migrating team will set off.
Nearly 200 cars of all sizes, loaded with Haicheng refugees and gun-carrying soldiers, waiting for the time to set off.
After the rain stopped in the middle of the night last night, the north wind began to blow on Haicheng. Overnight, the air changed from humid to dry and cold.
Even a girl like Song Luan has to put a big lump of cream on her face, otherwise she will be tense and uncomfortable.
However, stopping the rain is a good thing.
On the one hand, there is no need to get wet from the rain. On the other hand, the sky is getting clearer, and the ultraviolet rays in the sunlight have a certain degree of suppression on the activities of zombies. In short, today is a suitable day for getting on the road.
At around half past six, the Haicheng Guards' garrison, which had been quiet all night, gradually became voiceless. People left the dormitory building and gathered in the canteen.
Song Heng and the other two arrived at the cafeteria at 7 o'clock. At this time, the food-making teams in front of each window were already long.
Fu Nantian saw the three extremely eye-catching siblings in the crowd from afar. He carried a large basin of hot steamed noodles that had just been cooked and squeezed through the crowd and led them to the long table in the corner of the canteen where his teammates had taken up their positions in advance.
Fu Nantian put down the steamed noodles and asked Peng Wenjing and the others to serve them.
Song Luan looked at the food in the big basin and found that it was not very suitable for his appetite. So he took out a long-handled snow pan from the space, held the pan and asked his teammates in a low voice if they wanted to eat crocodile eggs.
A thick stack of egg cakes fried by Song Heng were stacked in the pot.
He added a lot of chopped green leaves when he stirred the egg liquid. At first glance, each omelette looked thick, yellow and green in color, with a greasy surface, and a little browning made people feel more appetite.
Song Luan used public chopsticks to hold a large piece of vegetable egg cake in everyone's bowl.
It was a bit dry to eat steamed noodles alone, and Ling Hao offered to make soy milk for everyone.
Song Heng glanced at the soy milk that was drinking on the table next door. The liquid was white and slightly yellow. You could smell a sweet and delicious smell after a few steps. Thinking that his sister liked to drink soy milk, he also got up and followed Ling Hao.
Ling Hao found a tray, put eleven cups on it, held a large spoon and put out soy milk from a half-person-high stainless steel bucket, and then filled each cup one by one.
When she saw Song Heng take out a pink sports water cup of two liters, Ling Hao twitched the corners of his mouth, turned his back to the ground, blocked other people's sight with his tall body, and quickly poured soy milk into the large water cup.
Brother and the others are so slow.Song Luan was at the dining table, looking at the soy milk-making team through the crowded crowd.
There are so many people, girls should eat it first, otherwise it will be cold when the meeting is over.Teammates from the same table persuaded him.
It's Ah, we eat first, and we have to gather after we finish eating.Fu Nantian added a tablespoon of chili sauce to the bowl and mixed noodles with chopsticks.
All right.
Song Luan sat down, watched his second brother pick up some of the noodles in her bowl, and then picked up another chopstick and put it into his elder brother's bowl. When the bowl was left with the amount that suited his usual appetite, he picked up the chopsticks and picked up the noodles.
Eat quickly.Song Teng ate by himself, and raised his hand to knock on the top of his sister's head, reminding her to eat seriously.
The superpower has superior physical strength, but it also consumes a lot. He has been struggling all night last night and is now so hungry that he can eat a cow.
If there weren't so many people around, it would be too distressing to divide the things from his home, and it would be unreasonable to tell me if I didn't know what to do, Song Teng would even want to take out the grilled crocodile tail in the space and chew it.
Song Luan was also hungry, but she was a spoiled child and was very picky in terms of diet. The steamed noodles in front of her looked ordinary, regardless of appearance or smell, and they could not arouse her appetite at all.
However, out of good education, Song Luan still moved his chopsticks.
After tasting it, the taste is pretty good.
Baby, drink soy milk.Song Heng put a cup of soy milk at his sister's hand.
Song Luan raised his head and smiled at him, with a little sauce on the corner of his mouth.
Song Heng just remembered that her sister had only eaten the food he had made, and she might not be used to the taste of the canteen big pot rice. When he came back, she actually ate half a bowl of steamed noodles...
I just ate half a bowl.
I'm stuffed.Song Luan pushed the bowl aside.
Song Teng next to him didn't even look at it, and reached out to grab her bowl and scoop her unfinished noodles into her bowl.
Is this enough to eat?Ling Hao frowned when he saw it.
The appetite of psychics is generally greater than that of ordinary people, which is also to keep up with the dual consumption of psychics and physical energy.In short, the superpowers are definitely not like Song Luan, who can eat a full meal by simply slicing a few bites of noodles.
It's okay, in front of so many teammates, Song Teng couldn't just say that his sister was not used to the big pot rice in the cafeteria and would eat something else when she was hungry.
Song Luan held the hot soy milk and sipped in small sips, looking innocent.
If conditions permit, it doesn't matter if it is a little pretentious, and she didn't cause trouble for others.
When she is hungry, she just needs to find something from the space to eat. She also has a bunch of crystal shrimp dumplings, soup dumplings, and coconut milk horseshoe cakes packaged from Cantonese refreshment restaurants.
At around 7:30, everyone had breakfast and began to gather in advance under the command of the logistics soldiers.
The playground of the Haicheng Guards' garrison was full of vehicles.Among them, there are the most dark green military cards, followed by medium-sized trucks, which are mixed with more than a dozen military jeeps.
Compared with ordinary military cards, these jeeps are all modified heavy-duty cars. Their bodies are equipped with solid iron plates, and there is an additional layer of protective iron mesh on the windows. There is even a circle of sharp steel knives installed on the wheels. Once the car starts moving, anything close to the wheels will be twisted by the rotating steel knives. You can tell at a glance that these modifications are aimed at zombies.
Song Luan and his team belonged to the Seventh Team. Because they had to leave the relocation team halfway and head to Yunhai Forest Park for missions, their positions were arranged at the end of the team.
When the sun rises a little further, the migrating team will set off.
Nearly 200 cars of all sizes, loaded with Haicheng refugees and gun-carrying soldiers, waiting for the time to set off.
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