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August 3, 2024 Muqi Town

Muqi is a very small town. Although the railway line runs through the town and there is a small train station in the town, even in civilized times, there were only two stops a week and only 3 stops each time.

The small station that was only a few minutes away seemed particularly lively today.

After intensive construction by workers, more than a dozen railway tracks were added to Muqi Station, which are used for reversing trains. Today, the originally desolate station has 12 trains parked, and groups of soldiers march in neat steps.

After getting off the train, intermittent gunshots were heard from outside the station. This was the sound of clearing away the zombies attracted by the roar of the train.

More than 100 kilometers further from here, we reached the control area of ​​the enemy forces, so the army led by Gunpowder had to stop here. After taking a rest, they took cars and other transportation vehicles to the front line to prevent the railway from being too far forward and being blocked by the enemy.

The army discovered it and destroyed it, cutting off its own supply lines.

The logistics force has begun to build fortifications around the town, firstly to resist zombies, and secondly to prevent possible sneak attacks by the enemy, although this possibility is slim. For a long time in the future, this small station will become the rear

A transit point for supplies and a starting point for frontline refugee migration.

Tanks, armored vehicles, personnel carriers, and trucks towing field artillery were neatly lined up on the almost deserted road in front of the train station. The soldiers looked for the vehicles that their squads were going to ride in based on their numbers, and walked.

The infantry of the division all sit on the shell of the tank, and the armored division has specialized

Armored vehicles and personnel carriers. The motorized infantry division rides on trucks, off-road vehicles, and all-terrain vehicles. As for the artillery, they sit on the shell of a self-propelled artillery, or sit on the cannon, and are pulled forward by the truck of the motorized infantry division. Anyway, modern infantry

When marching, no one walks on two feet unless they enter a combat area.

After seeing that everything was ready, Gunpowder stood on the roof of a command vehicle. With a wave of his hand, military vehicles moved forward slowly. There were more than 100 kilometers ahead. After more than 3 hours in the car, they would start their first battle.

There's room for a shot.

Today is the day to hand over military rations again. All the people in the Grand Duke Village looked at a group of soldiers walking into the village with weapons in their hands. They really had no food. They ate up everything they could eat, and some even ate it.

They even killed their own children and the elderly at home, and even went to the extreme to open graves and eat the incompletely decomposed corpses that had been buried before. What else is there for these soldiers to use as military food now?

These soldiers cursed and searched around the village. After finding nothing, they began to focus on the girls in the village. Of course, they would not take these girls away. They needed food to feed them. They just wanted to sleep in vain.

Just a moment.

This is not the first time that these girls have been raped by these soldiers. Maybe they will resist the first or second time, but after the third, fourth, and countless times, they have no idea of ​​resisting anymore. Because

The black flag, white flag and red flag, except for the blue flag that has gone away, do not have clear territorial divisions, so many villages are faced with the embarrassment of soldiers from more than one warlord coming to collect taxes.

The Dagong Village is one of the most tragic villages, because the three warlords in their village will send people to collect taxes. Therefore, every time a soldier comes to collect taxes, he will sleep with the girls in the village once, many times.

In the end, those girls themselves couldn't count how many men they had slept with. Of course, they were not usually chaste and virtuous women. As long as someone could give her half a nest, they could sleep with her once. This was so cheap that even

Not even a prostitute.

As usual, the soldiers selected the most beautiful women in the village and pulled them into the house. Half an hour later, each of the soldiers walked out of the house with their pants lifted up in satisfaction, followed closely by the women who had been there early in the morning.

The women just dressed up again and acted as if nothing had happened.

The soldiers gathered together, bragging to each other about how brave they had just been, and how energetic the little girl was wiggling her buttocks on the bed, while slowly walking out of the village. However, just when they had just reached the entrance of the village, there was a sudden sound.

The piercing screams became clearer and clearer from a distance. The group of soldiers looked around blankly. The shells made a unique sound of tearing the air across the sky. This group could only shoot at each other with shotguns, but they couldn't kill anyone for a long time.

Naturally, the soldiers had never heard of it.

Just as they were still circling in circles, looking for the source of the sound, there was a loud "boom", and a plume of smoke rose up from where they were standing. The sky was filled with gravel, dust was flying, and the whole earth trembled.

.The villagers looked at it with their mouths wide open in surprise.

What just happened at the entrance of the village, the group of soldiers who were having sex in their village just now disappeared, leaving only a deep pit with a diameter of 3 meters and half your depth. The pit was surrounded by broken limbs and corpses.

People who are farther away can barely save half of their bodies.

The heavy shells fired by the self-propelled artillery will be destroyed even if a tank is hit, let alone a human being. While the villagers were still stunned at the village entrance, the sound of "rumbling" gradually came from the distance.

"Look, south." A villager screamed loudly. It didn't sound like the sound of someone who had been hungry for months without filling his stomach.

All the villagers turned their heads to the south, and saw the hills and mountains in the distance. Behind the green grass, tanks jumped out from behind the hills. On the ground between the tanks, there were densely packed people walking on them.

There were a large number of soldiers. All the soldiers were wearing yellow camouflage and steel helmets. The helmets were covered with windshields and night vision goggles.

Bulletproof vests with magazines and grenades hanging on them. The soldiers not only held rifles in their hands, but also had a pistol in the gun bag on their thighs. They all wore protective gear on their elbows, knees, wrists and other parts, and their feet were covered in cowhide.

Mountain combat boots. All soldiers carry a large backpack on their backs, which contains blankets, quilts, clothes, shovels and other marching necessities.

All of this is clearly telling the villagers in front of them that this is a regular army, not comparable to the three self-proclaimed militiamen in the north who pretend to be the army with a shotgun. However, tanks

They had never seen the red-backed black unicorn flag hanging from the high-standing antenna.

In the anxious eyes of the villagers, the army slowly drove to the front of the village. The villagers were not afraid, everyone was afraid, but they did not dare to run, and they could not run. The two-legged people could not run with them.

Wheels, besides, they really don’t have anything for them to grab. The most they can do is let those beautiful women from Murakami sleep with them again.

If they were unwilling to sleep with someone last time and had no choice but to do so, then if the soldiers in the army in front of them want to sleep with them, they will definitely be very happy and will use all their skills to serve them well. Because

The army in front of us is not the poor guy who hangs around outside with a shotgun on his back every day. Maybe they can get two white-flour buns in exchange for it.

This unfamiliar army quickly surrounded the entire village. All the villagers were gathered in a small square in the village, looking at the expressionless and cold eyes of the surrounding soldiers and the ferocious faces on the tanks.

The villagers were frightened and uneasy, but they didn't even dare to think about resisting.

Just when the villagers were about to collapse due to the fear in their hearts, a tank drove quickly in front of them, the roof opened, and a young officer got out and asked loudly: "Who is in charge of this village?"

people?"

An old man with gray hair walked out tremblingly and whispered: "I am the head of this village, Master Jun. There is really no food in our village."

The officer smiled slightly at him and said softly: "Uncle, you misunderstood. We are not here to collect food. We are from the 2nd Regiment of the 5th Tank Infantry Division of the Chinese People's Freedom Federation Army.
Chapter completed!