poor road [end times]

Yang Yiqin's eyes and ears were clear, and he heard Dr. Liang's words.

He looked sideways at Feng Lin.

Feng Lin didn't say a word, and the two looked at each other calmly, they didn't seem to understand what Dr. Liang was talking about.

The only thing that is certain is that Dr. Liang's tone just now was unprecedentedly serious, which was quite different from when he casually asked them if they could be experimental subjects. It was obviously not a joke or a malicious reminder.

However, Yang Yiqin had already mentioned to Academician Chen about Dr. Liang's eagerness to experiment, and Academician Chen also took the initiative to say that he would never be led astray.Later, what happened to Sun Tongming made Academician Chen more determined to take care of Dr. Liang, and he often gave him advice.

According to common sense, Dr. Liang should have given up on finding someone to be the experimental subject.Now suddenly the old things are happening again, and what they are talking about is "win-win cooperation", and I don't know what calculations they have in mind.

Despite the tone of his words, it seems that this matter will not harm Feng Lin, but will benefit him.

But who knows.

Yang Yiqin said in a low voice: "If you plan to agree, I hope you can consider telling me first."

Although he didn't think that Dr. Liang really had the bargaining chip to impress Feng Lin, since the other party said that on purpose, it showed that he always had some confidence.If Feng Lin is really shaken by this, he doesn't want to be kept in the dark.

Feng Lin's eyes darkened: "I won't do anything to worry you."

Yang Yiqin chuckled: "Aren't you doing little?"

It's not that Feng Lin hasn't done anything out of the ordinary. From the time when Grandpa Feng passed away, he quietly lost contact with him for many days; to later in college, in order to vent his anger on him, he secretly beat up idlers in society... When he was young, he had a withdrawn personality. Irritability, do things more freely.

Qian Guowei came over and asked curiously, "What are you talking about?"

Yang Yiqin shook his head: "I didn't say anything, just chatting casually."

"Li Jiang has asked Lao Yuan to memorize the task points for the two of you. Go back and rest early." Qian Guowei said, "If the snow is still so heavy tomorrow morning, Li Jiang will continue to bring you breakfast. After you finish eating Come back here for breakfast."

"Okay." Yang Yiqin responded, "I see."

Feng Lin also nodded slightly.

Li Jiang said with a smile: "I just glanced at the list, there are not many people left, we should not be so busy tomorrow."

"What about the army dormitories?" Yang Yiqin asked, "After all the survivors' residences have installed stoves and smoke guides, it's time to install stoves in your dormitories."

Li Jiang scratched his head: "Ah... I forgot."

"Don't worry about us." Qian Guowei didn't care too much, "In the past two days, everyone will sleep in a thermal survival blanket, and then install the stove one after another when you have time."

"That's right." Li Jiang chuckled twice, "We are all experienced people, so staying up for two days is not a problem."

Yang Yiqin sighed: "Then pay attention to safety."

Qian Guowei nodded: "Don't worry, the base has a sense of proportion."

Afterwards, everyone waved goodbye.

Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin wrapped up their thick coats tightly, put on the scarves stuffed into their bags before going out in the morning, and walked along the passage against the wall in the east district to the direction of the community.The area sprinkled with snow-melting salt is only one meter wide, and the rest of the area is covered with thick snow, with every step on a pit.

When walking along the wall outside the farm, you can still hear the calls of the livestock inside.

Yang Yiqin looked over the wall of the breeding area, looked inside, and found that through the wall, he could clearly see the continuous thatched roof, which should be simple nests for chickens, ducks, cattle, and sheep.It is difficult for human beings to survive the cold winter, and livestock is no exception. Now the weeds on the wasteland are all covered by heavy snow, and the livestock have no natural food, so they must find enough feed.

In his impression, there were some fodder stockpiled in the nearby villages in the early days, and they were all taken away by the base after several rounds of raids.During the corn harvest around Mid-Autumn Festival, according to the tips of experienced farmers, the base crushed and fermented part of the corn stalks to make straw silage as feed for cattle and sheep. Although this feed lacks protein and calcium, it is durable and nutritious Element.

It has to be said that the old farmer's reminder is very beneficial, and the base should not be short of feed for the time being.

But if it continues like this, there will always be a day before the next spring, and the base will most likely speed up the processing and cooking of meat.

Even though it was snowing heavily, there were still soldiers guarding the watchtower. They all wore night vision goggles and kept an eye on the situation outside the base.The simple watchtower has a roof but cannot block the wind. These guards have to take turns every hour to prevent anyone from being exhausted in the severe cold.

Every time Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin passed a watchtower, they would say hello to the people above.

When they reached the last place, the guard smiled and reminded them: "Go back quickly, you have been working until this time, don't catch a cold."

Yang Yiqin waved at the other party, jokingly said: "When the heating issue is resolved, I must make reasonable suggestions to the base, let us build a row of watchtowers to block the wind."

The man laughed and said, "I would like to borrow your good words."

Yang Yiqin asked again: "Are you okay? Is it cold?"

The man pointed in the direction of the community: "If you look there once in a while, you won't feel particularly cold."

They bid farewell to each other and continued on their way.

After stepping into the side door, the two looked up at the buildings in the community.

The stove is mostly installed by the window of the living room, and the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room are a unified pattern of refined decoration in the community. The two of them looked at the residential buildings ahead and found that many of the curtains in the living room were not drawn, and the stove was burning extremely vigorously. There was a little bit of red light, and groups of three could be vaguely seen warming up around the fire.

This is the first time that there are so many light spots in the community at night.

There is indeed a bit of warmth.

Yang Yiqin let out a sigh of relief and continued walking forward.

The moment the two returned home, they felt a burst of warmth—although the heating from the stove was far inferior to that of radiators and geothermal coils, the temperature inside the house was only barely ten degrees above zero, and the heating was extremely uneven, compared to The icy, snowy, cold wind outside is much better.

In the house, Huahua's family is crawling in front of the stove, like piles of fluffy carpets.

Feng Lin walked to the stove, opened the round iron cover, and found that the top coal was still burning quietly.He took out the tongs, pulled out the burnt briquettes underneath, replaced them with new coals, and then simmered the morning porridge on top.

Yang Yiqin opened the door leading to the backyard from the living room, and found that the lower edge of the curtain that had been hung in the morning had frozen as he expected—fortunately, the door was fine.

He gently opened the door curtain and walked towards the backyard.

The snow in the backyard was more than 20 centimeters thick, completely covering the vegetable garden they worked so hard to cultivate.There was also a thick layer of snow on the freezer in the corner, and it must have been colder than the refrigerator.

Feng Lin also came out and asked, "Are you shoveling snow?"

"Let's do it while the snow is young." Yang Yiqin's eyes fell on the white snow in the courtyard, "The snow is too deep, not only the vegetable seedlings will not survive, but the wooden house and freezer will also be crushed."

They found two shovels, hung a lamp high in the yard, and began to shovel snow diligently.

At this time, the snowflakes are like tiny grains of salt, which can be slightly itchy and painful when hit on the face. When they fall on the ground they shoveled, they will soon condense into a thin layer of hoarfrost. will blend into the soil.

The two shoveled the snow from the vegetable garden to the corner of the backyard.

On the spur of the moment, Yang Yiqin rubbed the piles of white snow into four big snowballs, stacked two small ones on top of the big ones, then broke off a few dead branches, and inserted them in at will.

Feng Lin silently helped him shoot the snowball and arrange the shape of the snowball.

After stacking, Yang Yiqin bent his eyes contentedly: "This saves space, it looks good."

Feng Lin leaned over and kissed his reddish cold nose.

"Well, it's beautiful."

The next day, the two woke up early.

They didn't wait for Li Jiang to come to deliver the food, but simply cooked and ate by themselves, and then went directly to the prison's broadcasting room to look for the old man.

When Lao Yuan saw them, he glanced at the time in fright.

"Why are you here so early? Have you eaten?"

"Eat." Yang Yiqin said, "Come here early to help."

The old man smiled: "You are so active, do I have to give you extra points?"

Feng Lin didn't refuse: "Uncle Yuan can figure it out."

"Okay, no problem at all." Old Yuan took out the brochure, "It's only after five o'clock in the morning, and Li Jiang hasn't come yet, and they will deliver meals to the survivors later... Would you like to help the base move some things first? "

"Yes." Yang Yiqin readily agreed, "What are you moving?"

There was originally a warehouse next to the broadcasting room. The door of the warehouse was at the corner of the broadcasting room, and various prison equipment were placed inside.Now the things in the warehouse have been cleared out long ago and used as a temporary warehouse to store some things.

Old Yuan opened the door of the warehouse with a key, and explained: "These were originally the tasks of Li Jiang and the others. There were several sets of small generators, ventilators, manometers, syringes... I want you to send them to the temporary hospital. Go. Only some floors of the temporary hospital have electricity, and now it is overcrowded every day, so more resources must be invested. Qian Guowei found these things from outside yesterday, and I heard that he also dismantled several small generators in RVs. Collected these."

Yang Yiqin asked: "Don't general hospitals have backup generators?"

"Yes, as long as they can be found, they have been moved here, and now they are all backup power supplies for the laboratory."

"I understand."

With the help of other people in the radio room, Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin loaded the things into the car one by one and pulled them downstairs to the office building.At this time, Wang Che had already breathed out and rubbed his hands, waiting quietly downstairs.

Seeing that they were here to deliver things, Wang Che waved excitedly: "Why are you?"

Yang Yiqin smiled: "Get up early and contribute to the base."

Feng Lin: "Well, make a contribution."

"Hahaha!" Wang Che moved things together, "So do we."

The lights were on on the first and second floors of the temporary hospital, and Dr. Wang Yumin was already rounding the ward, sorting things, and waiting to draw blood for the survivors.The three of them moved things here, and helped Dr. Wang tidy up the ward and consulting room.

At around six o'clock in the morning, Dr. Liang and two researchers came to the temporary hospital with a pack of materials on their backs.

Wang Yumin asked: "Are the academicians still here today?"

"Not coming." Dr. Liang replied, "We persuaded him."

It was still snowing intermittently today, and everyone was worried that Academician Chen would accidentally fall.The three of Dr. Liang promised that they would supervise the whole process, so they persuaded each other to come down.

Wang Yumin was relieved: "That's good."

Feng Lin came over: "The third-floor ward is ready, is there anything else?"

"No more." Wang Yumin said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Feng Lin said softly, "It's fine."

Dr. Liang adjusted his glasses habitually, smiled and nodded at him, and then passed him by.

Nothing looks out of the ordinary.

After a while, Yang Yiqin came down from the second floor.

Back in the broadcasting room again, Li Jiang was already confirming today's installation tasks. Seeing them come back, everyone started "working" non-stop.

It was busy until noon, and the snow became heavier again.

They finished installing several households and were about to go back to the prison for lunch when they were suddenly stopped.Those who stopped them were two men and two women. The man was holding two buckets in his left and right hands, steaming from the buckets, while the woman was holding a stack of bowls.

Li Jiang didn't understand, so he asked, "What's wrong?"

"We also want to do something..."

"Yeah, we also want to do something..."

In an instant, Li Jiang was even more puzzled.

The woman took the initiative to explain——

"Since we came to the base, we haven't been able to help us much, and we have to rely on you to do any dangerous things. Now it's snowing heavily, and you're taking the snow to install a stove for us so that we can keep warm and feed ourselves Self-sufficiency... To be honest, we can't help much, but we can always do a little bit of small things. Yesterday everyone knocked on the door of each house, asking who still had ginger and sugar at home, and would you like to donate it to make ginger soup. "

Speaking of this, she opened the lid of the bucket with some embarrassment: "Look, the ginger soup is cooked, and now I'm sending it to you to dispel the cold. It's not a valuable thing, so you must not dislike it."

"I don't dislike it, I don't dislike it." Li Jiang said cheerfully, "You bother."

The woman happily gave them ginger soup.

Even people who are not afraid of the cold, took the bowl she handed over and thanked her with a smile.

After eating a bowl of ginger soup, I warmed up from body to heart.

The woman said eagerly, "Another bowl?"

"No, no!" Li Jiang quickly waved his hands, "We have to go back quickly, there are other tasks in the afternoon."

The woman turned to look at Yang Feng and the two: "Where are Brother Yang and Brother Feng? Don't you want some more? Only some can continue to teach us fighting skills."

Yang Yiqin laughed.

It's the students they train.

Feng Lin declined: "Thank you, no need."

The person who sent the ginger soup was afraid of delaying their business, so they didn't persuade them enthusiastically.

Everyone was able to leave the community.

When they arrived at the prison all the way, they discovered that the survivors were not only delivering ginger soup in the community, but their "business" had expanded to the base.I saw a few groups of survivors carrying insulated buckets and carrying a large bag of disposable paper cups, shuttling around every corner of the base.

Among them, there is one thing that is particularly conspicuous-two small tricycles in front of the broadcasting room.

A small tricycle can pass through the passage after the snow melts. The three-wheelers are two old men in their fifties, and several large stainless steel barrels are stuffed into the rear of the tricycle.Everyone can recognize at a glance that the large thermos bucket is a tableware commonly used in breakfast shops, with large capacity and strong heat preservation performance.

Perhaps it was driven by the upsurge of going out to the base some time ago, and the survivors moved back all the things that could be used in several nearby villages.If there were no basic materials such as food and medicine in the farm before, now all the decorations, furniture, bedding, tools...even decorations, electrical parts and the like have been brought back.

Yang Yiqin has long discovered that many people own bicycles and ride through the passages in the Eastern District every day.

Now the scope of the safe zone outside the base is being expanded step by step.He has no doubt that at this rate, one day someone will sell snacks at the rally.

Thanks to the use of these "heavy weapons", from the survivor's community, guard the watchtower, and all the way to the prison, as long as there are people, there are survivors carrying buckets to deliver soup.

Goose feathers and heavy snow fell one after another.

In the white snow scene, the busy survivors not only sent ginger soup to the troops coming and going in the base, but also did not forget the soldiers in the cafeteria and gatekeepers, and the medical staff in the temporary hospital... If the base didn't allow it, they even wanted to Go over the dwarf mountain and give a taste to the researchers on the other side of the mountain.

After all, the base finally agreed to help them send Jiang Tang there.

Naturally, they did not forget the important people living in the cell.

The watchman went upstairs to report the situation.

When General Zheng found out about this, he quickly put down his official duties and hurried downstairs.

Because of the heavy snowfall, General Zheng has aged a bit, his temples are full of frost and wrinkles.Since the sudden snowfall in the early hours of yesterday, he has been busy making decisions in the base, and at the same time, together with the liaison officers, tried to contact the safety zones in other parts of the country.

With trembling hands, he took the bowl of hot ginger soup.

"You... you have worked hard."

"It's not hard, we'll just cook a soup!"

"This is our base, and we want to contribute."

"Yes! This is our base, we can't take it for granted to stay at home and wait for our army to sacrifice their lives for us in the snowstorm! Wait for our medical staff and the Academy of Sciences to work for us!"

"I think we can fight zombies!"

"Haha, be careful, you have been out of the base for a few days, and you are floating... I think people with bad legs and feet can talk about fighting zombies after scientists research the serum of the zombie virus."

"..."

Everyone chattered, and someone reminded: "You drink it while it's hot."

General Zheng gulped down the ginger soup in one gulp.

Then, looking across the crowd, he said slowly but firmly, "A snowstorm won't break us."

The survivors echoed loudly: "Yes, a blizzard will not kill us!"

Li Jiang's blood boiled, and he also shouted.

Other voices echoed.

For a while, the playground was full of passionate slogans.

Amid the shouts, Yang Yiqin and others walked into the broadcasting room.

Seeing them, the corners of Lao Yuan's eyes were warm, and he sighed with tears in his eyes, "Hey...we can't think of everyone too weak, and treat everyone like a baby and provide three meals a day. The vast majority of people in our base, I haven't discarded the indomitable integrity and tenacity in my bones."

After finishing speaking, he turned around and entered the broadcasting room, and turned on the loudspeaker of the broadcasting.

[Dear survivors, the sudden snowstorm disrupted all plans of the base.As long as everyone endures the cold winter this year, next year we will work hard to restore the power supply stations near the base, so that everyone can use electricity for lighting, and use stoves and electricity for heating in turn. 】

[Although difficulties are coming one after another, I still believe that with our united efforts and concerted efforts, the base will not lose anyone. 】

·

In the afternoon, the survivors also joined the installation team one after another—some helped the army forge iron and make stoves; some followed the team, moving coal and installing smoke pipes; some maintained order in the temporary hospital.

Including the military dormitories, it took less than two days for the base to cover every survivor with stoves and coal.

That night, the farm slaughtered a few pigs in the name of not being able to keep them, and sent them to everyone's belly.

After dinner, Yang Yiqin and Feng Lin returned home.

After two days of non-stop burning by the stove, the temperature in the house was a little higher.

Huahua and Dahei's family are not there, probably because they have gone hunting and have not returned.

After the blizzard, due to the drop in temperature and the burial of the snow layer, it is difficult to find other creatures outside.But the harsher the environment, the more Huahua urges the kittens to go out to enhance their adaptability and adaptability.

Feng Lin walked to the stove and skillfully replaced the burnt briquettes.

After changing it, he skillfully broke open a sweet potato roasted by the stove, and handed half of it to Yang Yiqin.

"Thank you."

Yang Yiqin took it with a smile and took a bite.

The charcoal-grilled sweet potatoes are soft and sweet, with a sweet aftertaste.

Feng Lin's eyes fell on Yang Yiqin's mouth for a long time, touched the corner of his lips, and said, "In the temporary hospital in the morning, Dr. Liang handed me a note."

Suddenly, Yang Yiqin stopped eating roasted sweet potatoes, and looked up at Feng Lin.

Feng Lin looked into his eyes.

"I'm ready to work with him."

"reason."

"He said that Feng Zheng found him on his own initiative."

He also said... Feng Zheng was going to be bad for Yang Yiqin.

Yang Yiqin was puzzled: "What did Feng Zheng ask Dr. Liang for?"

He really couldn't think of any intersection between the two.

"Treating legs." Feng Lin said concisely, "Feng Zheng heard about Sun Tongming's experiment, and bought a little assistant in the laboratory. Knowing that Dr. Liang has always been interested in human experiments, he asked Dr. Lian Liang to help him."

There is a kind of person who can't hinder disgusting people even if he is lame.

Yang Yiqin was thoughtful at first, then shook his head: "Dr. Liang won't do anything."

Feng Zheng's credibility is zero, Dr. Liang would not include the other party in his cooperation scope just for such a little material.Moreover, the experiment of helping Feng Zheng cure his legs must not be what Dr. Liang desires.

This business is not suitable.

"He intends to use his tricks and let my 'son' intervene in it, and together we can completely solve Feng Zheng."

"Get rid of Feng Zheng?" Yang Yiqin asked back, "But what good does this do for Dr. Liang?"

Feng Lin's eyes gradually darkened.

"He can get a human experiment subject to study the serum of zombie virus without violating the agreement with Academician Chen, as long as morality permits."

The next day, the two visited the laboratory in the name of assisting the experiment.

When entertaining them, Dr. Liang narrowed his eyes and said, "Sure enough, you are here."

Yang Yiqin said calmly, "Dr. Liang seems to be in a good mood."

"Of course, it's probably because I just drank a bowl of ginger soup yesterday, and it was because of a very interesting thing." Dr. Liang lowered his glasses, "Feng Zheng wants to cooperate with me, let me dismember the two of you for an experiment , by the way, follow Sun Tongming's method to pick up his leg; I said I want you to help me solve Feng Zheng completely, and you will go to the appointment the next day...you and him are going in both directions, right?"

Yang Yiqin: "..."

Feng Lin: "It's a disgusting statement."