Chapter 562: Doomsday (XIII)

After coming out of the Marsling family, Locke went to Zhang Ling, and there were not many people in this plane who could remind him.

Zhang Ling has had a lot of haggardness in the past two months, and her hair is a little yellow. The camp is short of water and food. The distribution is based on demand. Every time you draw water, you must send a battalion force to **** the water team to the river. Drinking water is difficult. How can there be extra water for people to wash.

That is, the privileged class of the Ma Ling family will have additional food and water supply.

Zhang Ling has a lot of light on Locke. If she wants to wash or eat better, she will definitely meet her requirements, but this is a bit decadent.

After the doomsday broke out, Zhang Cun also suffered. Mutant living and dead people were left alone. In Zhang Cun, every family has a tradition of raising animals. Monsters such as mutant chickens, mutant cows, and mutant sheep, from grazing animals overnight , Turned into a bloodthirsty beast, slaughtered Zhang inside and outside.

Just a few days after Zhang Cun's good life, he was in such a difficult situation.

With Zhang Ling's begging, Locke flew to Zhang Cun two months ago. The ending was almost what he expected. The entire Zhang Cun was turned into a ruin, and the mutant beasts laid back on Zhang Cun's ruins.

But it wasn't completely unrewarding. Locke went very timely, and found some survivors under the cellars of every village in the village.

Among them is Zhang Ling's youngest sister.

The little girl was only seven years old this year, just at the age of the primary school in the village. When Locke rescued her, this poor child had been hungry in the cellar for two days. If Locke could not give her a low-level energy potion, Zhang Ling might To lose her last loved one.

"You cheer up, your sister still needs you to feed! Go and cook for me." Locke's voice contains some mental concussion skills.

This sentence made Zhang Ling's eyes lost, and he recovered a little.

The only thing that can motivate her now is this younger sister. If Zhang Ling's five younger sisters are still alive, this woman may not find short-sighted.

This is not only the case with Zhang Ling, but more than 2,000 ordinary people who have been rescued by the army have this kind of pessimism, affection, and love. This is a problem that no sensuous creature can escape.

Losing loved ones and loved ones on earth, the repressed pain and resentment of human beings, Locke sees and feels in his heart.

Locke couldn't help but think of the will of the creator who broke out in the end.

With the passage of time, the feelings in the mind calling for itself are getting stronger and stronger, what will the plane will do to him to go to the navel of the world.

A week ago, Locke’s negative energy fusion bead had a little reaction, and its direction was in the South Pole, so Locke couldn’t wait to leave Wuxiang and go out.

After all, he was just a passerby. The battle between the indigenous people of this plane and the will of the plane has lasted tens of thousands of years, and they will continue to fight.

Whether the plane will win, wipe out all humanity in the end, or whether humanity rises again in the wasteland and stands on the top of the world, it doesn’t matter to Locke. Going home is what he desires most.

Locke's appetite is still very large, his space ring seems to be endless, he pulled out the same ingredients and cooking utensils, and even a small diesel generator.

The rumbling of the generator began to sound in Zhang Ling's camp. Zhang Ling turned on the induction cooker and made Locke his favorite hot pot.

"Little girl, come, come and eat hot pot together." Locke Xiang lay on the table at one corner

Wu Ling, who is studying, beckoned.

Locke, who is in his forties, has no heirs so far. He has a special care for Zhang Ling's five sisters.

Adults are pulled out to work, and children are no exception. They do what they can, and Commander Ma uses the available labor in the camp to the extreme.

Of course, Zhang Ling’s five sisters don’t have to take the risk to go out to work. She is too young. Zhang Ling wants her to learn and ask her to recognize words. Zhang Ling has not forgotten why she went out to work at the age of 14.

Even if the end of the world comes, it’s good to learn a little more.

"Let her finish her homework first, don't worry." Zhang Ling's hair was soaked in the hot pot of fragrant hot pot, she said, pulling her hair aside.

Ma Xiaoxiao left his homework, and the girl is doing nothing now, because she has a deep affection for sister Zhang Ling and is responsible for teaching the little girl.

There is nothing in the textbook. Ma Xiaoxiao teaches the little girl to recognize words now.

The rice was cooked quickly, and the three sat together like a family.

Locke picked a piece of fat and put it on the little girl's plate, "eat more meat, look at your lean."

Zhang Ling's fifth sister is Zhang Ni. Like Zhang Ling, she is now very thin.

"Thank you brother-in-law." The little girl said obediently.

Locke and Zhang Ling pretended to be male and female friends and returned to Zhang Village. The Zhang family regarded Locke as their own son-in-law. This little girl was also under the influence of her parents and brothers and sisters.

However, Zhang Ling knew that Ma Xiaoxiao was interested in Locke, and the number one person in the entire barracks was Ma Xiaoxiao’s father, so Zhang Ling usually strictly asked the little girl not to call Locke the brother-in-law in front of outsiders, especially in front of her temporary teacher Ma Xiaoxiao. .

This is the only way when they only have three people to eat together, the little girl can not hide.

Swallowing another piece of sausage, Locke said to Zhang Ling, "You can send your sister to Zhang Xun to study, I think your sister seems to have a little qualification to practice."

Zhang Ling's eyes lit up and excitedly "really?"

"Well, but the qualification can only be counted down." Locke nodded.

This plane's system of monasticism attaches great importance to the qualifications of the moral trainer, and the severity of it is close to the selection of the wizard of the wizarding world.

"Let her learn some Taoist skills, and also be able to survive two more points in this world." Zhang Ling whispered.

This matter was settled. Without Locke coming out, Zhang Ling's own face was enough for Zhang Yi to accept the apprentice.

It is a pity that this plane of human aborigine is not the same kind of creature as the human in the wizarding world. Strictly speaking, everyone is a humanoid creature, but only looks like it, but has a big difference inside.

For example, ordinary humans in the wizarding world, their spine is composed of thirty-two vertebrae, while the human spine of the earth plane is composed of thirty-three vertebrae.

Humans in the wizarding world have large and solid bones, and humans on the plane of the earth have fine and tight bones.

This is just one difference. More differences are reflected in meridians, blood composition, internal organs, etc.

This is what Locke discovered when he came to this plane.

If not, Locke would like to teach the eagle fighting spirit directly to Zhang Ling and others to save their lives. The knights' fighting skills are much lower, and most people have the qualifications to learn.

After eating from Zhang Ling, Locke thought about it and put down a lower-level potion to improve his physique.

Just got up and left.

"Don't give it to your sister. She hasn't completed her body and can't bear much medicine. This is mainly for you." Before leaving, Locke, who is very familiar with Zhang Ling's personality, reminded.

Zhang Ling's physique is not suitable for cultivation, and there is no way to cultivate grudge. Locke can only use this method to improve her physique and give her more self-preservation ability.

In the last week, Locke could not settle down. Ma Siling seemed to want to squeeze out his final value. He had to lead a regiment today to grab food from a grain station 30 kilometers away from Wuxiang.

The year has passed, and it is now mid-February. Jin province is in northern China. It is still quite cold here. The population of Wuxiang is increasing, and the corresponding food consumption is also increasing. You must win the food station. Dare to guarantee that there will be no starvation in the next three months.

The mass of the accompanying regiment also fell significantly compared to two months ago, with only two bullets per bullet, three tanks and five armored vehicles.

It's not just food that needs to be considered. The exhaustion of weapons and ammunition requires the commander Ma and his think tank.

In fact, what is even more lacking is oil. Whether the tank or the armored vehicle are all oil tigers, Commander Ma has indicated Locke more than once, asking him to help get some oil.

Locke is not a saint. How could he do his best for this group of indigenous people? He is only willing to help Commander Ma every few days.

In return, Commander Ma almost marked the military bases in Jin province with Locke, and he even marked several military bases in Hebei province with him.

Locke now has seven intercontinental missiles and three atoms in the space ring. He wants hydrogen bombs more, but the military bases in Jin province are not there. Ma Lingling vaguely told him to let him go to the northwest of China. Take a look at a major province.

Purely obscene, rational book reviews, brothers, don't let me eat the blade.

Commander Ma is so interesting, Locke also has to pay back a little, every time the commander Ma is given to his task, and it is done beautifully.

Locke, wearing crimson volcanic newt leather armor, stood on the tank car. "How far is that grain station?"

Surrounded by fragments of stumps of living dead.

Looking at the habit in front of this shot, the head of the shot swallowed and swallowed the map. He glanced at the map and said, "There are five kilometers away, and the grain stands on a national road outside a county."

According to the commander of the horse, Locke cooperated with heavy weapons such as tanks and armored vehicles to stop the attack of living dead and mutant beasts, and gave the remaining soldiers half an hour to carry food.

After the grain is transported, leave immediately. Don't provoke the living dead in this county.

"Come on, let's go!" Locke jumped off the tank, taking the lead.

The Hellfire Giant was strongly requested by Commander Ma to stay in the Wuxiang military barracks in case of unpreparedness. This task required Locke to independently undertake it.

In Dongyuan City, on the third floor of a residential house in a demolition area, Dong Qing, who had just been hunted down by three dead people and escaped, took a heavy step and fled back to his den.

"Boom Boom! Boom!" A moment after the rhythmic knock on the door, the door finally opened, revealing the two girls like little dirty cats inside.

Dong Qing, who wanted to say something, just opened his mouth, and his eyes were black, completely fainted.

Xiaoya and the little girl Zhao Zhenzhen who had reacted immediately pulled Dong Qing back into the room.

"Boom!" This is the huge closing sound of the security door.