The Book of Doomsday: Little Cannon Fodder Trying to Survive

After the training camp ended, the group prepared to go to the cafeteria to get food. Tang Tang saw that there was not a single child among the many ordinary people along the way. Hua Fenghan and Hua Ling'er also quickly noticed this.

"Sister Tang Tang, if it weren't for you, my brother and I would be gone too." Hua Ling'er said pitifully.

"That's not true. You and Xiaofeng have been working so hard. Even without me, I believe you can survive." Tang Tang said while holding Hua Ling'er's hand.

"But we still have to thank Sister Tang Tang. It was you who taught us the skills to survive. That's why we have a chance to survive." Hua Fenghan said calmly. "I want to continue to go on missions with Sister Tang Tang in the future, can I hone my skills?"

"Of course, Song Yi, can you go on the mission today?" Tang Tang asked.

"After dinner, we will gather at the military headquarters, assign tasks, and then we can set off." Song Yi replied.

"Xiaofeng, you will come with me later. Ling'er, can you stay at home for a while?" Tang Tang asked

"Of course. There are still many places in the house that haven't been cleaned up. I have to hurry and clean them up so that it will look like a home. Sister Tang Tang, you don't have to worry about me. I won't run around at home and nothing will be wrong." Hua Ling'er promised.

"Don't worry, sister. The captain and I will go out to do some work in a while, and the rest of us will stay at home to clean up the house. Ling'er will not be left alone at home. Don't worry." Wang Cheng said.

"That's good." Tang Tang felt relieved after getting a satisfactory answer.

A group of people came to the canteen door and lined up consciously. Looking at the food in the hands of the people who had already come out, Tang Tang fully understood how anxious Song Yi and others were to quickly transport the supplies back. A gray-black steamed bun, a few pickles, and half a bowl of porridge were the standard breakfast for an adult.

"How many more meals can the food stock in the barracks last?" Tang Tang looked at Song Yi and asked. Song Yi scratched his head and said, "It will only last until tonight. I heard it when the quartermaster came home and reported to my grandfather in the morning."

"You're like this? What did you do earlier? Why didn't you make preparations in advance?" Tang Tang asked in confusion.

"It's not that we don't want to prepare in advance. The military camp was organized by my grandfather after the apocalypse began to accommodate ordinary people. Before that, it was just an ordinary military camp without too much supply reserves. Now we have just sorted it out, so we can free up manpower and resources to collect supplies." Song Min, who was standing behind, explained.

After hearing the explanation, Tang Tang was speechless for a moment. Indeed, it was mentioned in the book that the five major bases had already begun preparations before the end of the world, whether it was the high and thick walls outside that could defend against enemies, or the residences inside that could accommodate a large number of survivors, or the food and various supplies that could be supplied, they were all prepared in advance. The military camp was built by Mr. Song out of compassion for the people, so he selflessly took in these ordinary people, gave them a stable environment, and took care of their food and drink expenses. In this way, the consumption of supplies was very large, which was indeed not easy for the military camp without material storage.

After knowing the real situation in the military camp, Tang Tang felt a little bit reluctant to swallow the food she received. It was not because she was a saint, but because she felt a little bit reluctant. However, since she had already received the food, Tang Tang ate it all without wasting any.

"Have you finished eating? Let's go after that." Tang Tang looked at Song Yi and asked. Song Yi nodded to indicate that he had finished eating.

The group split into two groups at the entrance of the cafeteria. Tang Tang, Feng Lei, Wang Cheng, Hua Fenghan, and the Song brothers went to the military headquarters. Xiao Miao took the rest back to the villa.

The Song brothers led the way and everyone came to a small conference room. A detailed map of the local area was hung on the wall, with different places represented by different icons.

Mr. Song and Song Zexin had been waiting in the conference room for a long time. Mr. Song paid special attention to getting to know Tang Tang. He liked the little girl in front of him very much.

"You must be Tang Tang, right? On behalf of everyone in the military camp, I would like to thank you. Thank you for helping us and getting us through this difficult time." Old Master Song stood up and solemnly shook Tang Tang's hand to express his gratitude.

"Mr. Song, you are too polite. Now it is the end of the world. It is very difficult for us humans to survive. Shouldn't we help each other?" Tang Tang said politely.

"Thank you, too. You, Lei Lei and Xiao Si are all friends. Don't be so formal. Just call me grandpa." Old Master Song said surprisingly.

Tang Tang didn't know how to respond to Mr. Song's enthusiasm. Song Yi and Feng Lei both noticed that Tang Tang was uncomfortable. Feng Lei was about to speak, but was interrupted by Song Yi.

"Grandpa, how can you be like this? It's so embarrassing for Tang Tang when you say that." Song Yi protested from the side.

"What's there to be embarrassed about? I'm so old now, isn't it normal for you to call me grandpa?" Mr. Song said with a smile.

"Um, Mr. Song..." Tang Tang really didn't know what to say.

"Dad, it's getting late. You should go back to the office quickly. They will set off after I arrange the tasks here." Seeing his father's naughty temper coming out, Song Zexin had to interrupt him and drive the old man away.

"Okay, okay, can't I leave? I won't delay your business." Old Master Song stood up and walked out. "You guys should be careful when you go out. You must protect Tang Tang. Got it?"

"I understand, grandpa." The Song brothers replied.

"Take care, Mr. Song. I will be careful." Tang Tang watched the old man leave.

"Grandpa, let me take you back!" Feng Lei said as he stepped forward to support Mr. Song. Mr. Song happily nodded in agreement.

After Mr. Song left, Song Zexin went straight to the point and pointed out the large grain processing factories in H City on the regional map with a pointer. Tang Tang looked at the map carefully. There were more than 70 of them, but the situation was changing after the end of the world, and it was uncertain how many grain processing factories would have grain. Tang Tang and his team had to look for them one by one.

"So our task is to collect information from the surrounding areas of our city first, and then expand outwards, right?" Tang Tang asked.

"Yes, because of you, we can collect as much supplies as possible." Song Zexin said to Tang Tang.

"I can help transport it back. How much space do you have to store the supplies?" Tang Tang asked.

"Ah..." Song Zexin was suddenly stuck.

"You don't have it, do you?" Tang Tang looked at Song Zexin and asked. Seeing Song Zexin's slightly different expression, Song Yi added directly, "Be more confident. Remove the word 'you don't have it' and it means you don't have it."

"Song Xiaosi, shut up. I will handle this matter. You just need to be responsible for transporting the supplies." Song Zexin said angrily.