After receiving Hayes's reply, Xiao Fatton rushed over immediately. In the fearful eyes of the children who were regarded as slaves, he comforted them with words while opening up their shackles, and then took out all his ration sticks and gave them all. If not enough, he would let his comrades take them out.
These food bars produced in their hometown are not only high in calories, but also very nutritious, and have great taste. Perhaps it is a bit sweet for those who are used to being frugal, but for those who usually eat simple food, it is a kind of high-end sweet food.
For these children, this may be the most delicious food they have eaten in their lives. Hayes looked from afar and felt a little disappointed.
He suddenly missed his child too.
However, Xiao Feiton's kindness was also seen by others and soon caused new trouble.
"Mr. Jun, I have been merciful. My child has not eaten for several days. Our whole family has been here by eating leaves and grass roots. The child is so hungry that he has no strength to walk. Please show mercifulness and I will be a slave for you for the rest of your life."
When a man knelt on the ground and begged him, Hays seemed a little embarrassed, but after touching his pocket, he only took out half of the ration stick.
"I...this is the only thing I have."
The man took half of the ration stick and was as if he had a treasure. After kowtowed ten times at Hayes, he turned around and ran towards his thin wife. The woman was sitting on the ground, hugging two boys with slender limbs, shriveled chest but slightly swollen abdomen.
Afterwards, he divided the half-part ration bar into three parts, one for his wife and two for his children.
"Mr. Jun, okay."
As a result, not long after, more refugees surrounded him, and even Xiao Feiton was a little at a loss.
Hayes knew that this would go on and on, and immediately took the people back to the car. It was not that he had no sympathy, but that everyone had basically brought no food to attend the event, so he brought some emergency ration sticks.
But looking at the pitiful refugees, he finally couldn't bear it. After asking the soldiers for their opinions, he asked everyone to take out all the ration sticks on their bodies and throw them all out of the car.
In the chaos, the convoy finally arrived at the checkpoint. There were soldiers from a company stationed here, including two scanners in the form of arches, and more than a dozen technical priests who used genetic detectors. Every person who passed, whether soldiers or civilians, needed to scan and detect. At the same time, their vehicles also needed to scan to confirm that nothing was hiding under the chassis, which was also the reason why the roads were silted.
Gene priests analyzed their genetic characteristics through gene thieves captured early, so they only need to stab the skin with a probe of the detector to know whether the person was infected. But even so, a personal test is still very inefficient. However, considering the infection characteristics of the gene thieves, insurance is the most important and a task that the superiors must strictly carry out.
After passing the testing station, the convoy finally entered the safe zone, which is now strictly divided, with civilian zones on one side and military zones on the other side. Everyone sleeps in tents, and limited buildings are requisitioned, either as command centers, as warehouses, or other functional purposes.
"O devout believers, the holy war is coming, the real test time has come, the God Emperor is watching everyone!"
As soon as he entered the safe area, Hayes heard a shout. He looked up and saw a podium made of wood. On it was a bishop standing, surrounding the torch, shouting loudly. Behind him was a wooden shrine. In the shrine was a golden statue of the emperor, and twenty shackled slaves were struggling to hold the shrine with their shoulders. Their shoulders were bleeding due to the oppression of the thick wooden poles.
In front of the podium, more than a dozen priests each held a wooden box with a line of words written on it—
Holy War donation.
The well-dressed landlords and ladies kept coming over and threw some valuables such as gold, silver and jewelry into the box. But at the same time, many poor people also put the last bit of their property in them. But unlike the rich, they had to kneel down and take out their dedication. After that, they had to lie on the ground, with their palms forward, and give the most solemn gift to the emperor's statue. Many people's hands and feet were worn out and indifferent.
Hayes couldn't understand this behavior. Perhaps the people here are really simple and pious...
After the convoy stopped, Hays asked the company to return to the base first and go to the regiment headquarters to report the situation. After learning that the rescued person had been killed, the regiment commander was also helpless, but did not blame Hays. Instead, he praised him for his profits in handling the situation and responded quickly. When the gene stealer set a trap, he not only successfully defeated the enemy but also gave the enemy great damage.
After reporting on his work and handing over the large items brought out from the mansion, Hays went to the Order Management Office of the Order Headquarters to explain the situation to the Order Pastor, and the other party agreed to shelter the children.
After dealing with these things, it was getting late, and all kinds of searchlights were lit, and the number of people waiting to enter outside the safety zone was gradually scarce.
Those who could not reach the end of this time basically had no hope. After Hayes returned to the company's base, he saw that the soldiers had already started to have dinner.
“What to eat tonight?”
Hayes rubbed his hands, came to the simple temporary dining table, and sat next to Title Fatton, who used a spoon to stir the brown soup in the open can. After biting the dry bread on his hands, rolling his eyes and saying:
"What else can it be... canned, canned, or canned, what black onions were stewed with canned beasts the day before yesterday, what penka fruit was stewed with canned beasts yesterday, today, okay, canned beasts the canned beasts the canned beasts, I feel like a dragon."
"You will complain, don't there be local vegetables here? Do you think these things are easy to work with. Now many people are gnawing grass. You still have meat, vegetables and bread. What are you complaining about?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content later! The cooks in the company muttered, while placing a metal lunch box in front of Hayes. Hayes ignored their conversation and picked up a spoon, scooped up a piece of meat and soup and put it into his mouth.
"Well, it's not bad, it tastes like vegetables. Well, it's very fresh and delicious."
Hayes picked up the bread and dipped it in the soup, bit it down, and nodded in satisfaction.
After a moment, he sighed:
"This planet is actually very rich in properties, with a wide variety of vegetables and fruits. It would be great if it was not trashed by aliens."
But the cooks are paying attention to another thing.
"Company Commander, the company's fruit and vegetable quota has been cut again. Now it is only one-third of the original, and the quota of grain is only half of the original, and it is estimated that it will not be supplied soon."
Hayes was not surprised when he heard this, but looked up at the sky, and a transformed transport specialized Valkyrie was slowly descending from the sky.
"Not surprising, it proves that we can't stay in this world for long."
Xiao Feiton, who was beside him, put down the spoon and asked curiously:
"Company Commander, those gene stealers are not very powerful. I think it only takes hundreds of thousands of troops to completely wipe them out. Why choose to shrink into this safe zone? Isn't our goal to save the world?"
Hayes shook his head after hearing this.
"What we are going to deal with is the Tyran Zerg. If the knowledge I learned is correct, they should be coming soon."
"Isn't there still a fleet? Why are you afraid of... those bugs?"
"Ha, if you see them with your own eyes, you will definitely not think they are bugs. Forget it, it's useless to say so much. Come and have a meal soon. Maybe there will be a task later."
As a result, after taking a few bites, Xiao Feitun put down the spoon and bread, and took a fruit.
Hayes looked at him.
"What's wrong?"
"I don't have the appetite, I don't eat it anymore, I can't eat it, I just need to eat another fruit."
Xiao Feidun pulled apart the soft peel, took out the granular flesh inside, and threw it into his mouth.
“It’s so sweet, so good.”
Hayes looked at the others again and found that many soldiers had not finished their food, and then recruited cooks.
"You collect the leftovers later, don't hand them over to the garbage recycling station, put them in a bucket and take them to the civilian area... Forget it, let me go with you."
"Okay, I guess I'll throw it away if I don't eat them anyway."
After a simple night of rest, before the first ray of sunshine in the morning rose, as Hayes expected, the superiors soon received a message that after thirty hours, all troops were about to evacuate the planet, and they had to speed up assisting uninfected people on board the transport ship.
So everyone was busy immediately, and more transport planes began to descend from the sky. What they didn't know was that the real battle had begun in space very close to them...
Chapter completed!