Liu Tianming dreamed of a train all night.

It is the green train of the past, very old model. Every time I pass the intersection on the rails, I will make a dull sound like "clang!clang!"

Liu Tianming has forgotten when he took the train. Of course, the word "train" is not appropriate, it should be "train". However, the concept of habit is deeply rooted. Whether it is more advanced high-speed trains or high-speed trains, many people are used to the name of "train".

Liu Tianming had never taken the high-speed train, nor took the high-speed train, and had never even tried the subway.

This is not his fault———the life circle is so narrow, there is no need to spend extra money specifically to experience the feeling of riding a bus. Moreover, Liu Tianming was only alone at that time, and Zheng Xiaoyue did not appear. Apart from going home to get off work and resting, he really couldn't find a reason to go out on holidays.

It was an invisible circle that could not be touched and could not be seen by the eyes. Even the enviable "painting the land as a prison" in ancient times was probably more realistic than this.

As soon as the sky was bright, the entire temporary camp began to be busy.

Chen Lin joined the ranks of waitresses. Her current identity in the team is a bit awkward, and she can barely be considered half a combatant. Chen Lin is not pretty, but her figure is much better than other women. It is because the male followers are interested in this and are willing to trade with her. So far, Chen Lin has received eight customers.

It was only one night.

Chen Lin didn't feel any physical discomfort———This new environment is much better than before. Especially for the people in the team, Chen Lin couldn't imagine the fair trading rules before. She regretted why she didn't join the team earlier, but wanted to stay in the place where she was forbidden by the mutant biosphere. Actually, it was ridiculous to think about it. It was just a few bastard men who used lies and violence to deceive and force themselves to provide services to them. They were so happy that I could only get one steamed bun at a time, even half.

Breaking the shackles requires courage and opportunity. Chen Lin feels that she needs to get everything she lost in the past. She is crazy, and basically the followers will agree to the transaction needs. It’s not that Chen Lin has a strong desire for things between men and women, but that she always has an indescribable sense of hunger.

She needs food, a large amount of ordinary food. The trading rules in the team are fair, and no one will forcefully buy and sell. Chen Lin is like a crazy and hardworking mouse, racking her brains to increase her food storage in all ways. Instant noodles, biscuits, rice, flour, canned food, and all kinds of snacks that can be preserved for a long time... In short, as long as it is something that can be eaten, it can be used to trade with Chen Lin. She never refuses anyone. Throughout the night, the door of her room was open, and formulaic moans and men's satisfaction growls kept coming from it.

Chen Lin felt that she should be a good "businessman". Since the other party is very sincere in trading, she must give the other party the greatest satisfaction. Although she did too much and her body did not respond in that aspect, Chen Lin forced herself to try her best to make a very pleasant look. She knew very well that a man's physiological satisfaction largely came from the reaction of women. If he showed pleasure or unbearable pain, the man's excitement would rise to the highest point.

Chen Lin soon found out that she had made a mistake.

When it was almost dawn, the last customer got up from her. Chen Lin then realized that she had received too much food. There were no good people in this world, even in the team. The food that male followers took out to exchange with Chen Lin was easy to get, and there was nothing of great value. There was no chocolate, no candy, and no canned food. Basically, rice and flour contained in bags.

Damn it, a bastard even brought two buckets of "Golden Dragon Fish" vegetable oil.

Chen Lin is actually not picky about food. She also likes to make oil cakes with flour or fragrant fried rice with oil. The key is that she has not figured out the situation and did not know that the team would leave the city soon. After Gu Kegang issued an action order in the early morning, the entire team moved. Chen Lin could only cry and look at the heavy and difficult-to-carry food in the room in a daze.

Liao Qiu prepared several trucks in advance, and people moved various supplies into the carriages and began to transfer toward the location of the railway bureau locomotive located on the outskirts of the city according to the scheduled route.

The green-coated internal combustion locomotive was still parked quietly on the track. In addition to the fuel carriage, there were three trucks hanging behind, two hard sleepers, one soft sleeper, and one dining car. From a distance, it looked like a very thick green bug.

Various debugging work of the locomotive has been completed. As Yang Yanhong said when she brought Liu Tianming and the others over last time: these locomotives are only temporarily sealed, and the mechanical condition is very good and can be activated at any time.

The truck loaded with supplies slowly stopped near the connecting belt between the railway tracks and the road. The followers jumped out of the carriage, opened the back door, and carried various neatly placed boxes onto the truck. Xie Kun and Gu Kegang were responsible for maintaining order, and several armed personnel occupied the surrounding commanding heights as soon as possible. Although the crowd order was a little chaotic, they rarely made noises.

Everyone knows that sounds may cause unexpected dangers. Especially now, maybe mutant creatures are hiding somewhere, listening carefully to any little sound that represents the existence of food.

Yang Yanhong was wearing a very sexy pink low-cut shirt, with her chest showing most of the open collar. This was not a platform, and the steps in the motorcycle control room were very high. Luo Kuan supported her long legs wrapped in black leggings and pushed Yang Yanhong up like a toy. When Luo Kuan then climbed in with agile skills, Yang Yanhong seemed to have not maintained her balance. She staggered against him and pressed her soft breasts against Luo Kuan's arm.

She knew very well that she had a position in this team and needed to firmly grasp Luo Kuan's backer. In addition to her ability, Yang Yanhong's greatest survival capital is beauty. She must use these things to gain better living conditions for herself.

Yang Yanhong has been memorizing the materials and books she brought back before. Liao Qiu was surprised by the woman's strong memory. Her thinking consciousness quickly transformed into actual operations: Although it was her first time driving an internal combustion engine, Yang Yanhong mastered basic skills through several days of hard study and study. Even Liao Qiu, who possessed mechanical superpowers, still praised her abilities in this regard. Liu Tianming was also very smart in personnel arrangements——He asked Luo Kuan to follow Yang Yanhong all the time, on the one hand, to reassure the woman, and on the other hand, to make the woman wholehearted.

Cao Xin didn't understand why he had to hang a soft sleeper car. His reason was very good: that thing was actually meaningless, the space utilization rate was not high, and at most it was more comfortable when sleeping at night. Instead of doing this, it would be better to throw away this useless car. Anyway, there are not many followers in the team now, and the two hard sleeper carriages can fully meet the needs.

Liu Fengping has different views on this. She expressed her appreciation for Liu Tianming's arrangement: the level difference is important at any time. Of course, the core of "unity" will not change, but followers must have enough fear and respect for the core members. Only in this way can the team be cohesive to the maximum extent. If everyone has the same identity, everything will appear to be even, and the basic motivation will be lost.

The trucks went back and forth between the campsite and the suburban station until the afternoon when all preparations were finally completed.

Liu Tianming stood in the corridor of the soft sleeper car, silently watching the followers outside who were queuing up to get on the bus in sequence.

Everything went smoothly, no abnormalities occurred, and no pursuers from the new Beijing base.

The effect of the trick seems to be good.

Looking at the cold expression on Liu Tianming's face, Zheng Xiaoyue approached his body and slowly rubbed his soft buttocks against the back of him. The weather was getting hotter. Zheng Xiaoyue changed into leather shorts early, and her slender legs, which were tightly tied by black stockings, were full of charm and special texture.

"What are you thinking?"

Feeling the warmth from behind, Liu Tianming's cold and hard face gradually melted away. He took out a photo from his shirt pocket and handed it over.

Zheng Xiaoyue took it casually and found that it was a photo left by Qi Yuanchang before leaving. She was very familiar and had seen it many times. The family picture of Qi Yuanchang, Zhang Qin and the little girl was very harmonious, just an ordinary photo that could not be more ordinary.

"What exactly is Captain Qi afraid of?"

Liu Tianming asked himself more than once, but he never found the answer.

There is another problem.

What secret does he want to tell me after leaving this photo?

...

Shuifu is a place name.

Qi Yuanchang climbed up the third floor along the stairs. The assault rifle in his hand turned on the insurance and kept it ready to shoot at any time. Although it was quiet here, there was no sound around and there was no familiar fishy smell of mutant creatures. Qi Yuanchang still did not relax his vigilance. He carefully went up the stairs, walked through the corridor, and stood in front of the door of the room with the label "Director's Office".

Every city will have a public security bureau, and Shuifu is no exception.

Qi Yuanchang took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and inserted them into the keyhole in sequence, trying patiently whether they could turn it.

The key was found from a corpse downstairs. The deceased was wearing a police uniform, with only a pile of dry bones left in the body. No weapons were found around, and he died in the office. Looking at the overturned "office director" nameplate on the deceased's table, Qi Yuanchang also took out the keys from the corpse with the idea of ​​trying it casually.
Chapter completed!