The rookie returns and flies in the apocalypse

Being too close to the scene of the incident made people feel uneasy, so after a short rest, the troops arrived at a slightly larger island overnight.

After emptying the freighter of crude oil and other supplies, the freighter was returned to the white turbans, and everyone went their separate ways.

The white turbans were a little confused. China is a country of etiquette, and what they believe in is that one would rather starve than let their friends suffer.

But now, how is acting this way different from what they know?

Shouting:

"No, no, no, we won't leave. We have nothing. How can we survive if you leave us here?"

"Please take us a little further. You can't do this. Back then, we were friendly countries."

"Yes, please, take us with you."

"..."

They were just eating meat and drinking soup together, and the food was so scarce, but the Chinese people generously shared with them. Their kindness seemed a little unreal. How could they turn around and turn their backs on them? The white turbans said they couldn't accept this.

The soldier who could speak Arabic shouted:

"We brought you here precisely because you are our allies. Resources are scarce, and we are unable to take care of ourselves. We do not have the ability to bring you here."

With 200 more people, even with limited supplies, food and drinking water will still be consumed.

If you look more carefully, the weight of 200 more people will result in different fuel consumption.

The days when people would rather starve themselves than save food for the prisoners are gone. The older generation of revolutionaries were willing to do so, which showed their noble sentiments.

Bai Hongwei refused to do so. He thought that he himself could not even get enough to eat, so why should he live frugally and save money for others? He was not a saint and did not have such high moral standards.

It’s already very kind of us to return the freighter to the White Turbans.

The actual situation is that there is not much heavy fuel, and towing it back will increase fuel consumption.

If you encounter a robbery, you will not be able to take care of both ends, which will be dangerous, so you might as well give up.

"You can't do this. There's nothing here. How is this different from asking for our lives?"

"Yeah, what's the difference between this and killing us?"

The warrior's face was covered:

"The difference is, if we didn't care then, you'd be corpses now. Well, no, you don't even have corpses."

The Chinese are famous for their kindness. In the White Turban's impression, as long as he makes a fuss, the Chinese will definitely give in.

A row of bullets hit my feet.

"If you make any more noise, we still have a few bullets."

The cold and ruthless words and the icy face without a trace of emotion revealed that there was no room for maneuver in this matter.

The white turbans were shocked to find that the Chinese were no longer the Chinese they had imagined.

Some people tried hard to fight for it: "Well, well, at least give us some food."

The soldier waved his hand and handed over 20 big rats that had been prepared in advance.

Although rat meat is delicious, it is somewhat disgusting in most people's minds, and it is helpless to eat it.

If you’re giving something as a gift, of course you’ll pick the ones you don’t like to eat.

There were more than 200 people but only 20 mice. No matter how big the mice were, after skinning and bone removal, there would be nothing left.

There are so many of them on the Chinese ship, why can't we give them more?

"This, this is too little, please give me a little more."

"Yes, there are so many of us."

"There are so many of you. This is too stingy."

"..."

The white turbans all looked at you with disdain, as if to say, "You are too petty."

As the soldier raised his hand, dozens of gun barrels were raised.

"Too little? Do you need me to reduce the number of people for you? It should be enough to eat."

This, this, what kind of words are these!!

The white turbans left reluctantly. Some of them were indignant and spat after they walked away to show their dissatisfaction.

The Zuo Ling siblings looked at the scene below with cold eyes.

"I shouldn't have saved them, you ungrateful bastards." Xiao Hao cursed angrily.

"What's so strange about this? This is how things are in this world."

Thinking of Tangren Village, Zuo Ling's eyes dimmed.

Pei Nansheng patted her on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Xiaohao and I won't do that. We will always remember your kindness."

Zuo Ling smiled and said, who can say for sure about this kind of thing? The most unpredictable thing is the human heart.

You did ten good things, but if one of them did not meet the other party's wishes, the previous ten would immediately become nothing.

After sending off the white turban, the soldiers held a simple farewell ceremony for their fallen comrades.

Eulogy, fire, the sound of waves.

There were blasts of gunfire and solemn military salutes, and everyone's heart was heavy with anxiety.

The return journey was still quite a distance and the wild animals also needed to be dealt with, so the troops rested on the island for two days.

In the past two days, there have been three meals a day, with no limit on the amount, and every meal was greasy.

After eating and drinking, the low morale gradually improved.

Lin Wang was not happy, so he asked someone to take him to see Zuo Ling.

"Sister Zuo, Lao Bai never came to see me once. When I went to see him, he always said he was busy. Does he think I'm blind?"

Such a good person suddenly disappeared. It was just when he needed comfort, but when he went to look for Bai Hongwei several times, Bai Hongwei avoided him.

Lao Bai didn't see him. Li Mingli woke up briefly several times, but didn't say anything and fell asleep again.

Lin Wang is very lonely, firstly because of his inferiority complex and secondly because of his loss.

Zuo Ling understood Bai Hongwei. If it weren't for Lin Wang and Li Mingli, Bai Hongwei would not have made such a big effort to save people.

I didn't expect to pay such a heavy price.

On the one hand, I feel sorry for the dead, but on the other hand, I am also asking myself, is it worth sacrificing so many lives for just two people?

He could not accept the current result, and could not face his two good friends directly.

"Has anyone told you about the casualties?"

Lin Wang was stunned. No one had told him these things, but he was an eyewitness and knew something about it.

"46 people died, 27 were seriously injured, and 41 were slightly injured. Among them, 8 people suffered visual impairment and 4 people suffered brain nerve damage..."

"Stop talking, stop talking, I know, I know."

Lin Wang fled in panic. He was a smart man. As soon as Zuo Ling mentioned the number, Lin Wang knew why Bai Hongwei didn't want to see him.

Those people died because of them. Not to mention Bai Hongwei, even Lin Wang himself felt guilty.

Since ancient times, it has been difficult to have the best of everything. From Zuo Ling's perspective, it is worth spending a little more to destroy such an evil island.

Otherwise, more people would die.

Zuo Ling couldn't care less about the tangle between the two, she was busy.

The military doctor was too busy, so she would go to help from time to time, secretly sending some space water and transferring some supernatural powers to the unconscious soldiers.

I don't seek thanks from others, as long as I have a clear conscience.

There was a sudden cheer on the boat.

So many people died, the atmosphere was depressing, and there were few people making loud noises. The cheers aroused Zuo Ling's curiosity in an unusual way.

The gloom of the past two days was swept away and the soldiers were all in high spirits.

Xiao Hao squeezed out of the crowd and said, "Sister, Brother Bai promised to give everyone a piece of leather."

No wonder!

Everything is in short supply in the last days, and furs and the like have not been seen for many years.

The climate is changeable and many people suffer from diseases such as arthritis. The soldiers would naturally be happy if they could get some better fur to make a moisture-proof mattress.

Wiping the stains off Xiao Hao's face, Zuo Ling smiled and said, "Pick carefully and pick a good one for each of us."

Xiao Hao widened his eyes and lowered his voice and asked, "Do we want some too?"

There are a lot of furs in my sister's space, and they have no shortage of them. Compared with the soldiers, their family is too rich. Xiao Hao can't bear to compete with the poor soldiers.

"I earned it with my own ability, so why not?"

Everyone wants it but you don’t. Don’t you think it’s weird?

Zuo Ling didn't want to explain it too clearly, and it was time for Xiao Hao to think carefully about it.

"Then I'll pick carefully."

The meaning of what you earn yourself and what your sister gives you are very different. Xiao Hao's joy is no different from that of the soldiers. He jumps high to pick up the leather.

After all, he was just a child and couldn't tell the good from the bad. The deputy battalion commander was very perceptive and guided him to pick two wolf skins and one wild goat skin.

There were a lot of good leathers, and everyone got the leather they liked, and no unpleasant things happened.

For several days, Zuo Ling didn't see Bai Hongwei.

Until one night, she felt stuffy and went to the deck to get some fresh air.

The sea was calm and I felt extremely peaceful listening to the roar of the motor.

Looking at the half-hidden moonlight, somehow, I suddenly felt a little excited and wanted to get drunk and sing with the immortal poet.

He took out a palm-sized bottle of Erguotou, unscrewed the cap, and took a sip.

She usually doesn't drink white wine. The spicy taste in her throat choked her and made her cough repeatedly.

"Erguotou? Give me some."

A voice came from the shadows, startling Zuo Ling and he squinted his eyes to look.

"Why are you here?"

Bai Hongwei had an untidy beard, dark circles under his eyes, had lost a lot of weight, and his clothes were not as neat as before.

Bai Hongwei grinned and said nothing, but reached out to Zuo Ling.

Zuo Ling handed him the Erguotou bottle. Bai Hongwei held the bottle and looked at it again and again:

"Not bad, even at this time, you are still hiding Xiao Erguotou."

He tilted his head back and gulped it down.

"That's enough. Leave some for me."

Bai Hongwei was obviously in a bad mood, and Zuo Ling didn't want to see him acting crazy while drunk.

Bai Hongwei ignored her, drank the whole bottle in one gulp, and threw the bottle aside.

Picking up the bottle, Zuo Ling kicked him:

"What are you doing here? A literary youth, feeling sad about the passing of time?"

Bai Hongwei closed his eyes and leaned against the wall of the boat without saying a word.

Just ignore it. Zuo Ling is not the kind of person who would make himself look bad, so he turned around and left.

"How come you have no patience at all? You see me in pain and you don't even bother to comfort me."

Bai Hongwei said with tears in his eyes.

Zuo Ling sensed a hint of coquettishness and rolled her eyes: "How old are you? You haven't been weaned yet and you still need someone to coax you."

She remembered that Bai Hongwei had fired the first shot in advance. She was very magnanimous by not pushing him into the group of enemies. He still wanted her to coax him. What a good thing he was thinking.

"Sister, do you blame me?"