The rescue station where the captain came, he saw a large group of children in groups of three or five. The seats in the canteen hall of the rescue station were placed in several rows, and there were traces of being dragged underground, which was obviously inside.

The staff did this on purpose so that these children could have dinner at the same time.

The Guanwei Group composed of women at the scene was chatting with every child, as if they wanted to help them relieve their mood.

Some children sat in a circle, and the caring staff in the middle talked about interesting things about their childhood in language they could understand. At this time, when they talked about some of the things they did when they were young, other staff members

Haha, some people laughed really, some people wanted to drive the atmosphere.

But strangely, these adults were laughing happily, but the children looked at them with expressionless faces, as if the joke was not funny at all.

After laughing for a while, the staff discovered the problem, and the laughter gradually became awkward, and the atmosphere seemed a bit strange.

"You..." A young girl poked the child in front of her, but the other party looked at her and ignored her, turning to deal with the food in front of her.

All children are the same, constantly digging the food in the bowl into their mouths, as if they had eaten in eight lifetimes.

Their food is very simple. A bowl of porridge plus two hundred grams of pickled pickles. Peace will become the dominant force of the Union Region. Because Peace will have a way to avoid being attacked by zombies, the residents of the Union Region will be in peace.

At the call of the association, we began to reclaim land and plant some easy-to-fed vegetables to keep the food in the entire Union District running so as not to cause serious famine.

The Peace Society even opened the granary of the seven members who had been stored for a long time. Now the survivors inside will basically not be affected by the evil beast of hunger. Although they did not eat well, compared to the darkness that people had passed in the early days of the end of the world.

This really doesn't feel too comfortable.

Everyone present could see that these children seemed to be really hungry. They didn’t need any psychological counseling. Now they only have food in their eyes!

I don’t know how many people think this way, but most people do! But who knows what these children have experienced?

The captain who came in just now saw this scene. He frowned and looked around. He found that the children were carrying schoolbags and cloth bags on their backs, and they were so bulging that they didn't know what they contained.

There was a military backpack that was even older than him. During the meal, the staff was concerned about letting him put down the heavy objects and continued, but the other party did not appreciate it and held his shoulder straps tightly and did not let go.

The captain looked away from him and looked at other places. It seemed that except for the children who were a little cold in their personalities, there seemed to be nothing unusual.

But just as he left, his attention was attracted by another child.

The child was eating the porridge in the bowl at the table against the wall in the cafeteria lobby. He was wearing an orange coat. His zipper seemed to be broken and could not be connected. He could only pull the link in the middle.

The collar and corners of the clothes were open, and he could see that he was not wearing any clothes inside, just a coat wrapped around his body.

But these are not the point. What is important is that the captain could vaguely see the purple-red pattern on his right chest skin exposed outside.

"Tattoo? A child has a tattoo?"

The captain saw at a glance that the pattern with only one corner was a tattoo, but there were too few that could be seen, so he could not see all the tattoos on the child.

The captain turned his head and walked to the right. As the angle changed, the tattoo pattern could be seen more and more, but under the obstruction of the coat, the number of things that could be seen was limited.

The purple-red paint of the tattoo pattern crawled from his chest to his shoulders. This tattoo is not small!

Captain Wang's heart thumped hard when he found this point, and his mood became more and more difficult to calm down. This was a whim. With this strange feeling, he became more and more uneasy.

"There is definitely something wrong, it should be them!"

The captain swept across all the children again, and the more he looked, the stranger he became. These children had no innocence, only indifference. They were not like the children in the Union District, who would happily play and make fun when they were bored, and they were eating their own food.

Then he sat there quietly.

It's a bit like being overwhelmed when you come to a strange environment, but it's more like waiting for something!

The captain tried his best to suppress his chaotic mood, and walked to a child with a very kind look on his face, raised his hand and touched his head. He turned to look at Captain Wang, his eyes as silent as a puppet.

, His heart trembled violently.

"No! It's definitely not. A child cannot have such an expression!"

He shouted in his heart, but the surface was gentle.

"Are you full?"

The other party couldn't understand what he was saying, so he shook his head and nodded. After seeing it, the staff next to him hurried over and translated the captain's meaning with the child in foreign language. Then, the child nodded.

"What happened to you? Why are so many people coming here?" asked the captain, and the staff next to him quickly translated.

“%@&%——##!”

"Captain, he said that they had fought and many people died. They all came here to avoid danger."

"Oh, there are so many of you, aren't there any adults to take you?" the captain asked again, and the child was chattering for a while, and the staff immediately translated: "He said there was, but he was killed on the road."

The captain raised his eyebrows, and another strange thing was, how could Jiuge send a person to dig a pit in the 709 mine to have so many children? But he also rarely asked, he is now clear whether these children were instructed by someone.

, or is it really just coming to escape?

"Oh, you guys are so pitiful, by the way, do you look like drinking a drink?"

The staff translated the captain's words over. After understanding the meaning, the child's eyes lit up and he no longer became cold. Finally, there was a little more color. He nodded quickly.

"Okay, Caishu, you took all the drinks in the stock and distributed them to these children."

When the woman who was doing comforting work heard this, she was stunned and hesitantly said, "If you really want to do this, there are not many drinks, so there is not enough share."

The captain smiled and waved his hand and said, "It's okay, you have to bring it all."

The woman named Caishu nodded helplessly. Soon, a soldier came in with boxes of drinks. The captain couldn't wait to pick up a bottle and came to the previous child.

"It's okay, come on, uncle, feed you."

As he said that, he twisted the bottle cap hard and fed it to the child.

I didn't know what he was talking about, but this did not affect his desire for the milky white drink.
Chapter completed!