Red dust kills beauty

[-]. Female number

The first year of the new calendar.

The world is crazy.I think.

Just last month, the last human without glands in a sanatorium in West Fifth District was declared dead, and mankind has completely entered a new era.This seems to be some kind of booster, adding a spoonful of oil to the already easing situation, and fighting started everywhere again.

You beat me every day, I beat you, places fight against places, warlords fight against warlords, large districts fight against large districts, yellow races fight against white races... Yesterday this street was occupied by a group of refugees, with small banners hanging on it, Tomorrow it will be heavily run over by tanks, and soldiers with machine guns will distribute manuals and oil cakes door to door, telling the residents that they have been saved, and there is still fresh blood on the ground.

——When there is no salvation at all, there will never be. War is a giant beast with its mouth wide open, nourished by people's hearts, and grows into something that its master can't do anything about, engulfing everything good and bad.

I was cooking in my apron when the door knocked.

The apron is another rare thing.It's so dainty, so dainty to the point of being a bit extravagant.I got my clothes dirty the first time I tried cooking and wanted an apron, but I went to several grocery stores and couldn't find one.

All the fabrics have been requisitioned and used for armaments, and ordinary residents can only live on the old clothes they saved in the past, so there is no such thing.

I couldn't help it, so I cut a black one-piece dress as an apron. That skirt was my loot. I was killing people at the time, and then I rummaged through the supplies in the camp until I saw the skirt.It was hidden in the pillow of the soldier I killed, and it was preserved quite well, along with the unsent love letters, and when I shook it, they fell like snowflakes on the floor.It was good that the soldier hadn't died on the bunk, so his blood wouldn't stain that pillow, or the flakes of snow.

I didn't care about those boring things, just focused on looking at the things in my hand.

No flowers, no embroidery, no gold thread and trim.But it was a dress - I like to dress up, so I took it.

When I walked out of the dormitory, I thought about it, turned back, and burned all the letters on the ground.I think it's a decent thing to do.

But I don't like that black dress very much, because it is too plain, without any decoration, just waist, knee length, open back, and a collar.It exposed skin and made my breasts look big, which didn't feel right; I like colorful things.

I don't like my boobs.

I was naked when I suddenly became conscious. I was in a corpse pit full of stinking or stiff bodies. Something is dangling in front—not below, but in front.

I squeezed my breasts suspiciously, they were so big and soft.But I don't know why, but I always feel like... this doesn't seem like something I should have.

They seem to be growing in the wrong place, where they should be right below.I shook them and they were dangling, but it didn't feel right, it was supposed to be shaking, and there shouldn't be two of them, only one.

My body seems weird.I think.The corpse beside me was staring at me with eyes wide open.

The wind was a bit cold, so I took off his clothes and put them on myself. He was showing his body. I looked at him, and then at myself, to make sure that I felt right. The thing that was flung around just grew in the wrong place. , not only one more, but also a lot bigger.

Annoyed, I tugged on one of them, trying to pull it off, and then a sharp pain came, and a thin thread stretched out from my fingertips, cutting it off, and blood gushed out.I held it blankly, feeling so painful.

Then I looked down again and felt that it was ugly when it was flat and bulging at the same time, so I tried to glue it in place, and it actually stuck, and it seemed to be growing back together - now I look the same At first it was no different, it just still hurt a little.

Then of course I realized that I wasn't weird, but that I was a woman, and the first corpse I saw was a man.But I still don't like my boobs, so I cut the bust-protruding dress.

I'm good with my hands, I can sew, I can cook, I can even tell the difference between salt and sugar when I first step into the kitchen.Cooking is a joy, and I love the process, but I'd rather have someone sitting outside the kitchen, waiting to be served.

I think I used to be an elder sister or a mother or something, and then my whole family died, and I was the only one who survived and lost my memory—maybe the first male corpse I saw when I opened my eyes was my husband Or bro, and I'm naked, probably got raped/fucked and they think I'm dead, so they throw me in.

It's not surprising, sometimes when I'm walking on the street, I can see naked female corpses in small alleys, with a foot or hand showing in the half-light, but everyone knows what happened.

If I lost my memory because of this, I hope that the person who treated me at that time did not suffer from any disease. I heard that many diseases have an incubation period, and even many years of incubation.I don't want to get sick.

"Dong dong dong." The door was knocked again, and I opened the door as if I had just woken up from a dream. It was always difficult for me to concentrate because my head hurt all the time. Totally ignore it, but I get weird noises when I get a bad headache and they distract me.

The soldiers standing at the door were wearing dark green uniforms, holding a stack of brochures and a bag of oil cakes in their hands.Seeing me open the door, he froze for a moment, looked back and forth between my apron and my braid on my chest, and then blushed.

"You, hello, miss—uh, ma'am—girl—" He said a lot in confusion, then took out a booklet and a pancake and handed it to me, "We are the Pingwu Army. Home Taiping is our philosophy. We will not charge extra taxes, nor will we force conscription. Each family can receive a catty of white rice per head every two weeks. This is our brochure, you can take a look, and white flour Oil cakes, unfortunately, the amount of pickles is not enough, it has been divided up in front."

He said, feeling a little depressed again.

I took the things he handed over, said thank you, then thought about it, told him to wait, then went into the kitchen, took off the oil paper wrapped in oil cakes, folded it into a small bowl, put the scrambled eggs just now Poured it in and filled a bowl full.

"Take it and eat it." When I walked out with it, the soldier hadn't left yet, standing tall and stiff at the door, looking at a loss, like a goose.I couldn't help laughing.

He blushed again, stunned when he saw what was in the paper bowl, stammered that it was too expensive, and asked me how I got the eggs, which was dangerous.

"Don't worry, you have passed Ming Road, you can eat it." I said, and asked, "Which general of the Pingwu Army are you in?"

These days the warlords have divided the regime, the common people and even many soldiers can't tell what position they and their masters are, and they are all referred to as generals.

He directly took out a piece of cake, poured an egg on it and rolled it up, without washing his hands, he just stood there and ate it like a storm.

"It's General Wu." He burped and said with satisfaction.

It seems to be the direct lineage of the Wu family army.I nod.

The Pingwu Army is considered to be a very important branch of the warlords in the Eighth District, also known as the Jiangsu-Anhui Allied Army. At first, no one took this soft-legged shrimp from the land of fish and rice in their eyes, until they engulfed the surrounding forces and controlled them. most of the South.Now, it fights with the north and the seventh district every day.

However, its problem is also quite big. The reason why it is called Suwan Army is because its founders are the Wu family of Su Wu and the Xu family of southern Anhui.It was okay when the scale was small before, but now the discord between the two families is already on the table.

But these are none of my business.I'm just a mercenary, I know how to fight and kill things, and use them to save my life.

Although I don't quite understand the meaning of my life, I'm not going to die, I'm just very confused.When there is no work to do, I am in a daze, on the side of the road, on the barren hills, and in the snow.I felt empty inside, I thought I was thinking about my family members or my husband who had died, but my mind was empty, there was nothing.

Once I finished the task of my employer and was about to find another place to be in a daze, but the other party stopped me.

He looked me up and down, and suddenly smiled: "You have nowhere to go?"

I nodded, and he smiled again, and asked me, "Do you want to come with me?"

I just went with him.He took me to this house and said that this place will be mine from now on, and he can give me food and drink so that I can live in peace of mind.

There are still such good things in the world.I said to him, "You are so kind."

He smiled again, a strange smile.He came to my place that night, we chatted for a while, and I cooked him a meal—it was really nice to have someone sitting at the dining table waiting for the meal to be served, I was very happy, and he was also very happy.

During the meal, I described my feelings, and he smiled and asked me: "Are you a man/wife?"

I don't understand what it means to be a wife, but I understand his smile, which is a smile with malicious intentions, even weirder than the smile when I praise others during the day.

After eating, I had the novelty of using the faucet to wash the dishes—I hadn’t been in a kitchen before, but I was good at using them, and the man told me that’s what a wife meant.

While speaking, he walked behind my back, pressed against my body, and untied my apron.

I was a little surprised and a little angry, subconsciously used my strength, and threw him against the wall. He was shattered by me, and half of his body turned into a puddle of mud.

I walked over and squatted beside him, touched his face, and whispered: "I'm sorry." After a pause, I continued, "But you shouldn't touch me suddenly. If you said it in advance, I refused you, You won’t accidentally strike hard.”

He wanted to say something, but after a few gasps, he died.

Later, many people came to kill me. The dead person seemed to be the leader of the city. Without him, many people would not be able to live, so they wanted to kill me, as if they could live this way.

At first I hid, but then there were too many people and it was annoying. I thought about it, and suddenly realized that many people who chased and killed me were like ordinary people who only knew "General XX". They didn't know that they were loyal to me. Who and what are you doing.

As long as I kill those who gave the order, they won't come to kill me.

And then I did.

Killing people is not a good thing, I usually choose to do it at night.Halfway through the kill, a man jumped out of the shadows and said that I was hindering their mission.I spotted him at first, but didn't care.

I asked him what's wrong, he just said I can't do this, Che Jilu repeated the words several times, I sensed the Alpha pheromone in him, and suddenly realized: "You were sent to assassinate!"

Alphas are very rare these days, Betas are everywhere, or they are fake Omega injected with transformation agents.They are very precious, and they are high-tech combat forces.

The Alpha admitted in frustration.Why the assassination is involved in complicated factional struggles, but it's not important, their purpose is just to provoke this group of people to fight against the Anhui faction.

"You are from Wu." I blinked.Wu people, that is, the Su family, are from the Wu family.

"Your news is a bit late, so you don't need to waste so much trouble." I wiped the blood on the tip of the knife and said casually, "I took down this place. I have already killed the master, you just take it back Bar."

I live in a small border town in Wuzhou, adjacent to southern Anhui, and I have been controlled by the Xu family in the Pingwu Army before.Although it is a town, the location seems to be quite important.The person I accidentally killed was a leader, but he was a refugee from the south, and he gathered a group of people who couldn't survive and fled around, and it turned out to be a trend.He hired me to break through here two days ago, he seemed to want to drive a wedge, but he was killed by me that night, and now I have transferred this place to the Wu family, which is quite interesting to think about.

So I just laughed.

Then that Alpha seemed to be quite frightened, he ran out in a hurry, and then came back and yelled at me: "Are you crazy! You killed all those people!"

I asked strangely: "They are neither Soviet nor Anhui, why are you so angry?"

Isn't it a pleasure to pick up a cheap one for nothing?

He paced back and forth, glanced at my face again, stepped back as if I were a monster, and said irritably, "I want to ask my superiors for instructions."

I said politely, "Please go ahead."

He left in a hurry, then came back in a hurry, and took me to a place where a man in a dark green military uniform sat with medals on his chest.He asked me a few questions, and I said I killed him because he touched me and was taken aback by the shock, and then I killed him because they kept chasing me, which I found annoying.

He laughed and asked me if I wanted to join the Pingwu Army.I refused, he was not angry, just smiled and asked to send me back to my residence.

The body of that person has been carried away, the blood on the wall and the minced meat on the ground have been cleaned up, and even the furniture has been refurbished.

I am very happy and feel that they are very worry-free.So today when their soldier came over, I gave him a bowl of eggs.

This young man was tall and thin, his hair was shaved very short, leaving only a little blue stubble, but the skin around his chin and lips was very delicate. He was a young man who hadn't grown a beard yet.

There is a shadow in my mind, which keeps shaking and shaking.

I watched him, and went into the kitchen again, and dumped all the eggs into his little paper bowl, stacked as high as a hill.The soup was exposed and stained all over his hands. He was afraid that the juice would stain the brochure, and he looked like a squirrel holding a handful of pine nuts in a panic.

"Eat them all." I took the bag in his hand, pretending not to see his flushed cheeks from embarrassment and embarrassment.

He was embarrassed but honestly ate all the eggs.

I looked at his face and thought to myself, do my children, my brother, my husband, eat the food I cook, do they look like this too?

Thinking this way, my empty heart seemed to be filled.

He burped and seemed to be at a loss as to what to do, so he kept thanking me.I glanced at his short stubble, and wondered if my family members also had this hairstyle.I seem to like longer hair, but short hair is also cool.

I smiled slightly: "You're welcome."

Next chapter: Female number ②

"There is an underground research institute nearby. I heard that it is so important that it has been occupied five times."

?April [-]st

Because Ah Ning is crazy now, the narrative is quite confusing.To summarize the content of this chapter, it is that after he was reborn, he went to his old business and wandered around.A certain refugee force (the one mentioned at the beginning who was run over by a tank) hired him to occupy this place, and the soldier he killed and robbed of the skirt was the Anhui faction that was originally stationed here, that is, the Xu family army.

The boss gave him a place to live.Aning didn't understand the other party's meaning, and killed the other party when the other party came over at night, and then simply killed several leaders of this small force, and then met people from the Wu family army.

The Wu family and the Xu family look very close to each other, and Ah Ning just hit the itching spot of the other party by doing this. It is a tacit understanding that the PY exchange has been completed.