Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

The other team is also a mercenary team, the captain is Wu Hanfei, from Geng Province.The base where they were originally located was breached by the tide of zombies, and they fled here all the way.

There were no more than fifteen people in this mercenary team, seven supernatural beings, two with wounds, eight ordinary people, all of them ragged, yellow and thin, and the car was also in tatters.

This is probably the main reason why they chose to take the risk to join Qi Liang's team.

Then Meng Zezhi saw Qi Liang's child, a very well-behaved child, wearing a black short sleeve with a cartoon pattern printed on his upper body, paired with a pair of jeans underneath, and a pair of white sneakers on his feet, clean and tidy, Coupled with a beautiful face, it gives people a pleasing feeling.

In short, it doesn't look like a child in the last days at all.

Then Qin Yaochen bent down and picked him up. He didn't know what the child said, so Qin Yaochen couldn't help but bend his lips, and reached out to touch the top of his hair. Then, Qi Liang walked over... …

Meng Zezhi took a deep breath, turned his head, and simply couldn't see it.

He gritted his teeth, broken child!

Not long after the car drove out of Wei County, bad news came one after another.

The bridge ahead had collapsed, and the river was full of mutated carp that were five or six meters long. If they made a detour, it would take at least four days of delay.

A group of people were very worried, but they had no choice at all.

At noon, the convoy stopped to bury the pot for cooking.

The old woman was thinking about Meng Zezhi's motion sickness, so she turned on a small stove and cooked him a bowl of longan and red date soup.

Huang Wu, who was in charge of searching for supplies in nearby villages, brought back a family, two men, two women, and a little boy, all skinny.

The middle-aged man in the lead quickly looked around the situation, and the corner of his eye fell on the submachine gun in the hands of Zhou Tie and others. When he was uneasy, he stretched out his hand and pulled Huang Wu's clothes: "Brother, you Didn't you say that your team only has a few dozen people?" And most of them are old people and children, and there are only nine people with supernatural powers.

The use of the word "only" is really subtle.

Huang Wu's heart immediately became vigilant, and he replied calmly: "Well, the people over there are all from other teams. We made an appointment to go to the Chongzhou base together."

"Oh oh oh." The middle-aged man gritted his teeth behind his back. The matter has come to this point, and he can only take one step at a time.

With that said, the group came to Meng Zezhi, and Huang Wu said, "Uncle, these are villagers from the previous village, and they want to join our team. This is Zhao Song, an earth-type supernatural being."

Most of the more than 80 people in the team came this way.

The middle-aged man, that is, Zhao Song, shouted embarrassingly: "Uncle."

"En." Meng Zezhi put down the soup bowl in his hand, and looked the whole family up and down.

Under Meng Zezhi's gaze, Zhao Song's heart suddenly jumped for no reason, and just when he was about to lose his temper, Meng Zezhi said: "Okay, then stay."

Zhao Song's heart relaxed, and he said gratefully: "Thank you uncle, thank you uncle."

"Small things." Meng Zezhi said with a smile, his gaze fell on the little boy in front of Zhao Song, and he greeted, "Child, come here."

As he spoke, he turned sideways and took a white flour steamed bun from the plate on the hood of the car, and handed it out.

The little boy subconsciously looked at Zhao Song.

Zhao Song laughed along with him, and pushed the little boy: "It's okay, let's go."

Only then did the little boy dare to walk over, took the steamed buns, and gnawed them in small mouthfuls.

Meng Zezhi patted his head, his complexion suddenly changed, and he shouted coldly: "Do it—"

The next moment, the dagger in Huang Wu's hand flew out, and Zhao Song, who was caught off guard, was stunned, and followed by the others...

In less than ten seconds, there were four hot corpses on the ground.

Before everyone came back to their senses, the little boy who reacted fell to his knees with a plop, grabbed Meng Zezhi's trouser leg, and begged bitterly, "Brother, please save my sister..."

According to him, there is a group of vicious bandits entrenched in a paper mill not far from here. Most of them are local hooligans from nearby villages. They rely on their own awakened abilities to rob passing survivors for a living.

These four people are the accomplices of that group of robbers. They deliberately dressed themselves up in tatters, and specially brought a thin and small child with them, so as to lower people's defenses the most.When they successfully mixed into the passing survivor team, they would take the opportunity to put medicine in the meals of the supernatural beings in the team, and then cooperate with the gang of bandits inside and out, and they would get it without much effort.

In the past few months, there have been no less than twenty or thirty teams of survivors who fell into their trap. After those survivors fell into their hands, there was only one end. The men and the old were killed on the spot, and the women...

The little boy's family is just like that.

Meng Zezhi frowned, and said in a bad tone, "Huang Wu, take someone to kill these bandits."

Zhou Tie stood up immediately: "We will go too."

The little boy hurriedly said, "I'll show you the way."

Hearing this, Tang Mingyuan, who was beside Qin Yaochen, swallowed the steamed bun with difficulty, looked at the corpses on the ground, then looked at Meng Zezhi who didn't change his face, and said in a dazed voice, "I'm a good boy, I've been mistaken. I thought it was a squeamish rabbit, but I didn't expect it to be a wolf in sheep's clothing... But how did he know there was something wrong with this group of people?"

Qin Yaochen didn't speak, he looked at the young man, his clean and delicate silhouette was coated with a layer of light under the sun, which was particularly eye-catching.

For no reason, there was a different kind of emotion in his heart, which was unpredictable and lingering.

Two hours later, Meng Zezhi's team had several hundred catties of grain, dozens of crystal nuclei, and more than a dozen women. There were no casualties.

In the evening, the team settled in a place called Hezhen.

Meng Zezhi found Tang Mingyuan who was scrubbing the car with the cigarettes he wanted from Huang Wu.

"Master Qi?" Tang Mingyuan stopped what he was doing.

Meng Zezhi raised his hand and threw the cigarette to him.

Tang Mingyuan subconsciously reached out to take it, and looked up: "This is?"

Meng Zezhi asked with great interest: "I heard that Brother Tang used to be a special soldier?"

"Correct."

"Usually the training is very hard!"

"It's okay." Tang Mingyuan was a little confused, and could only follow Meng Zezhi's words: "Sweat more in normal times, and bleed less in wartime. There is no way around it."

"Then which military region do you belong to?"

"Bingshi Military District."

"Bingshi, that's in Province E, but why did you come here?"

"Isn't this going to visit Boss Qin's house with Boss Qin, but the end of the world is coming after half of the vacation?" Tang Mingyuan sighed, speaking as if he was dreaming.

"Boss Qin?"

"Well, it's our Captain Qin, a 29-year-old colonel, he's amazing."

"Excellent." Meng Zezhi and You Rongyan asked, "By the way, are you married?"

"Nope," Tang Mingyuan sighed, "It's been ten years since I joined the army, and I haven't touched a girl's hand."

"Then, where's Brother Qin?" Meng Zezhi asked.

"He, don't talk about it." Tang Mingyuan felt a toothache when he thought of the bad thing between Qin Yaochen and Qi Liang.

"what happened?"

"Hey, isn't it..." Tang Mingyuan realized halfway through the sentence, and withdrew his expression: "Master Qi seems to be particularly interested in our captain's affairs?"

The corners of Meng Zezhi's lips curved slightly: "That's right."

His meaning couldn't be more obvious. Tang Mingyuan opened his mouth, but was speechless for a while.

What is this?I heard that this Young Master Qi is still Qi Liang's cousin.

When the sky completely darkened, Qin Yaochen came back with his people. In order to avoid a zombie tide, their task was to clean up the zombies following the team every day.

Then Qin Yaochen caught sight of Meng Zezhi who was half lying on the sofa, "letting go".

How can there be a little bit of noon look.

Especially when meeting the opponent's pale lips, for no reason, Qin Yaochen's eyes flashed with distress, and when he realized it, his feet had already walked over uncontrollably.

Hearing the movement, Meng Zezhi looked up at him.

Qin Yaochen came to his senses, suppressed the doubts in his heart, and slowed down his voice: "What's wrong with you?"

With a long nasal voice, Meng Zezhi said 'weakly': "Motion sickness."

Qin Yaochen thought and thought, and finally he could only say: "Can I help you?"

"No, thank you for your kindness," Meng Zezhi forced a smile, "I'll just rest for a while."

Qin Yaochen frowned slightly, feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart.

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Meng Zezhi: Weak, pitiful, and helpless!