Volume 1 Chapter 394 The Soldier Who Lost His Military Rank

Chapter 394 The Soldier Who Lost His Military Rank

For camping in the wild, Zhang Xiaoqiang can be regarded as abhorrent. It seems that he has never spent a night safely in camping in the wild. I remember that the first time he camped, he was woken up by a big dog. The second time, he rode on a mutant beast. Working as a cowboy, he met the perverted Xie Yuanshan for the third time.

At that time, he and Yang Ke'er were still two people, and then it was even worse. First, he was raided in the dark, and then he was frightened by dogs in the middle of the night in the middle of the night. Camping outside is generally not a good thing.

With a decision in his heart, Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't want to camp in the wild, he would rather spend more time to deal with the zombies hiding in the buildings, at least so far, the unexpected incidents in the wild will not be reduced because of his increase in manpower.

Finally, before dark, they found a small factory far away from the road and densely populated areas. Small factories in rural areas have a characteristic. No matter how large they are, they must have walls. The same is true for this garment factory. The factory is not big, and the walls are not small. There are still a lot of gaps left after a dozen large cars drive in.

This garment factory is very simple, there are no buildings, all are one-story houses, and there is no automation in the workshop. Apart from countless messy fabrics, there are sewing machines that are opened one by one, and these sewing machines are all pedals.

Dozens of zombie corpses were dragged out of the factory. There were no traces of survivors in the small factory. Even if there were, they would have starved to death. With the fence, Zhang Xiaoqiang breathed a sigh of relief, and his team members also breathed a sigh of relief. , Ever since they camped in the wild with Zhang Xiaoqiang, they have rarely been able to sleep peacefully. Now that there is a fence, they also feel a sense of security in their hearts.

A relatively large factory building was quickly emptied, and the sewing machines in the factory building were taken outside and thrown away. Zhang Xiaoqiang still felt a little pity when throwing away these things. If these things were brought back to the base, those women would at least save money. Eighty percent of the manpower was lost to do other things. Unfortunately, they didn't have time to transport these things back.

Piles of bonfires were lit outside the factory building. It was a bonfire for cooking. After Chen Ye was lifted from the car, he lay on the edge of the bonfire and looked at the bonfire in a daze. Beside her, Huang Quan found a mouthful. The small pot was ready to cook rice porridge on the campfire, which was prepared for Chen Ye's dinner.

Seeing Huang Quan busy for himself, Chen Ye couldn't tell what it felt like, at least the feeling of being taken care of was not bad. Huang Quan had never done such chores before, he hesitated holding the rice and iron pot, he didn't know whether to boil the water first Open it and then enlarge the rice, or boil the rice and cold water together.

"Haha, look, he is really a young master, he can't even make porridge..."

A team member with a rifle on his back and a water bottle just passed by. Seeing Huang Quan's hesitation, he laughed loudly. Because of Huang Quan's recklessness, all the team members didn't think highly of him, except of course, the team member who was fainted by the big dog.

After a day of boring and boring journey, the other team members were willing to have some fun, so the fun fell on Huang Quan.

In China, there are boring people everywhere, whether it is before or after the apocalypse, the team members who are waiting for dinner don’t mind having some sideshows before dinner. .

Huang Quan didn't fight back, didn't make excuses, just lowered his head and let them make fun of him. He knew that he almost killed them in the morning, so he should take it as an apology to them.

"This young master is usually very good at pretending. When he was at the base, he even got involved with the instructor. It's terrible, the instructor, the material supply ticket is twice as much as ours, and we worked so hard to get half of his. Ugh, what? thing."

A team member with a little bit of anger said this, and spit thick phlegm onto Huang Quan's shoes. Huang Quan looked down at the eye-catching thick phlegm on Jiao's feet, but still didn't make a sound.

"Ha...do you know? In the future, we will all have ranks, just like the army. Now we can only be regarded as big soldiers, and the captains of the divisions can only be the ranks of second-level non-commissioned officers. Second-level, which division leader is not following the cockroach Brother crawled out of the pile of corpses, which team leader hasn’t killed hundreds of zombies? For this credit, they are only a second-level non-commissioned officer, why?”

A team member obviously complained about the base's military rank system. After all, personal ranks were linked to their future special supplies, and Huang Quan's rank of second lieutenant obviously blocked their eyes.

"Look, it's just such a piece of trash, he actually has the title of Second Lieutenant, Second Lieutenant, how many zombies do we have to kill, how many times do we have to die before we can become a Second Lieutenant? Just this piece of trash? Is he worthy?"

"Touch..." Huang Quan was pushed by the team member who became more and more excited. Huang Quan didn't balance his body when he fell to the ground. He just held the iron pot and rice in his arms and let himself fall. Pour onto hard ground.

"Look, don't believe me when I say he's a trash. I pushed him, but he didn't even dare to return his hand. Such a trash with the title of second lieutenant is really blind..."

A team member walked up to Huang Quan and squatted down, a big callused hand on his shoulders, and then the sharp blade of a 95-style rifle stabbed his epaulettes, and then the big hand took him away. Second Lieutenant's epaulettes.

At this moment, Huang Quan's heart was tearing apart, his tight jaw was about to burst open, a trace of salty taste filled his mouth, his hands wanted to let go of the pot and rice to snatch the epaulettes back, but Chen Ye blocked his mind again. The figure that fell in front of him.

At this moment, tears filled his eyes. He is a soldier, he has the pride of a soldier, and his military rank is his identity card. His military rank is taken away, which means that his soldier's identity is also taken away.

At this moment, the scenes of his studies in the military academy flashed through his mind, his youthful frivolity, the approval of his parents, the envy of his neighbors, and the pride at the title ceremony all vanished into thin air.

Huang Quan was holding the pot and rice rolls and remained motionless on the ground. Seeing that Huang Quan did not respond to his military rank being taken away, the team members felt bored for a while and dispersed.

After the team members dispersed, Huang Quan slowly got up from the ground. He wiped away his tears with his sleeves, and angrily poured water and rice into the pot and put them on the simple stove to cook porridge.

Chen Ye saw what happened to Huang Quan. She didn't stop the team members from provoking Huang Quan. She could help him for a while, but she couldn't help him forever. Some things still depend on themselves.

Huang Quan made the porridge by mistake, he poured the white porridge into a bowl, and carefully brought it to Chen Ye. Chen Ye took the bowl and put it aside, then looked at Huang Quan burningly.