"Everyone who comes here is a guest. We also believe that you are good people. Come in and have a seat. It's getting late. Why don't you just make do with it tonight? Qingdai, don't go back tonight. You won't be able to catch the last bus."
"It's too dangerous to walk back." The dean walked in with a child in his arms.
"Okay, Dean!" Lin Qingdai originally wanted to refuse, but when she looked at the time, it was already past four in the afternoon. If they wanted to walk back, they would definitely not be able to catch the last bus. They just
It takes nearly two hours to walk from the orphanage to the bus station, and the last bus will stop running exactly one hour later.
As for why they don't increase the number and frequency of buses? It's not that they don't want to, but they have absolutely no choice. Often the number of people coming from the direction of the orphanage is constantly declining, and there aren't many people coming there at all. So a bus route is reserved for a small number of people.
It is already impossible, and the other is that the risk has increased.
As the entire area continues to evacuate people, no one wants to survive in a high-radiation environment. Even if they know that it is within the safety data, everyone still doesn't want to and is willing to move closer to the low-radiation area, even if the cost of living is higher. For everyone
Generally speaking, it is acceptable, and it is better than living two to thirty years shorter.
The danger is naturally all kinds of social scum. No matter in that time or area, there will be such social scum. They are a group of people in society who do not want to make progress. They voluntarily degenerate. They have no way to survive in areas with good public security conditions.
, they went to such a place where they didn’t care about anything.
Of course, it's not that the police don't care, but that they have no way to control it. A large number of people are regrouping in a new area, which also requires a lot of security forces. The number of police officers is limited. Even maintaining daily security work is already quite difficult. Adding one more area,
Without increasing manpower, how many people can guarantee this?
A large number of police forces were rearranged and divided. The original old areas could only be slowly abandoned. The permanent police force was basically cancelled, and only the patrol police force was retained. The patrol police force cannot patrol the entire area 24 hours a day. It can only be said to exist.
In a sexual sense, the actual patrol intervals are too long, which leads to a living space for these scumbags. At the same time, there are also many illegal immigrants and fugitives here.
"Everyone, if you don't recommend it, you can rest here for a night, as long as you don't think that we are too poor here." The dean looked at Jiang Ziling and the others. Judging from their clothes, they must have experienced strong winds and heavy rains.
I don’t know if I can appreciate these people, they are poor.
"Haha, our requirements are very low. We only need a place to sleep, and we are already very satisfied." Jiang Ziling and the others said with a smile. Their basic status is that they are soldiers. Their requirements for living conditions can be said to be extremely low.
It's unbelievable that even a mining truck doesn't even have a place to lie down, so they can sleep like dead pigs, let alone a place to put quilts and sheets.
"Sir, you are joking." The teachers looked at these adventurers laughing and suddenly found that they were not as difficult to get along with as they thought. On the contrary, they were very friendly to the children. For example, they have now become a place for children to play.
Two children played a horse fight game on one person.
"Sister, why is my doll so small? I want a bigger one too!" A little girl was very dissatisfied. She looked at the small doll in her hand, which was a little bigger than the palm of her hand, and looked at the big dolls in the hands of other friends.
Naturally, some were not happy.
"Who told you to take it too slowly, hee hee!" The other children laughed. In the world of children, as long as their things are bigger than their peers, it is enough to make them happy.
"I don't care, I don't care, I want a big one too." The little girl was unhappy and waved her hands everywhere.
"Here, uncle, give this to you!" The conscript took it out from his pocket. He had put away the doll before. It was a larger brown bear. His daughter also particularly liked this kind of brown bear doll, but he didn't know.
Can he see his daughter again? He glanced at the brown bear doll in his hand with nostalgia and handed it to the little girl on his arm.
"Thank you, uncle! Uncle is so kind." The little girl took the brown bear doll in her hand and kissed the conscript on his forehead. The conscript subconsciously stopped and reached out to touch his forehead. If he was not recruited into the army,
, now I can sit on the chair at home, hold my daughter, and enjoy their leisure time, without having to hold weapons and become a killing machine in this damn world.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are we too heavy? We can also get down and walk!" The little girl saw that the mobilization soldiers suddenly stopped moving. She thought she was too heavy and touched the mobilization soldiers' faces with her little hands.
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"It's not heavy, it's not heavy! It's too light. Eat more and grow stronger!" The conscript felt that his eye frames were a little moist. He put his palm gently on the little girl's little hand and felt the other person's body temperature. At this moment
He seemed to have returned home, and he saw his daughter sitting on his arm like this, playing with him.
A peacekeeping infantryman outside saw it and subconsciously touched his chest. Did they go from birth to adulthood just to kill each other on the battlefield? For the so-called national glory of the high-ranking officials in their mouths? He felt a trace of it.
Confused, what is the meaning of their fight?
"Feel the warmth of this moment, he will become the feeling and goal that we will work hard for all our lives." Jiang Ziling looked at the child in her arms, patted the mobilization soldiers next to her, and walked over with a smile. At this time, he felt
Here we go, what do these warriors believe in so desperately?
The confusion in the eyes of the peacekeeping infantry and conscripts gradually turned into determination. The world they lived in was constantly war-torn, making them think that they were already war machines. They could not find a reason to work hard. They just simply followed the officers on the battlefield.
Orders were given to kill each other on the battlefield. Two gangs of people who had never known each other tried their best to tear each other apart on the battlefield in order to survive together.
"Perhaps at this moment, we are finding a reason to hold this gun again." A peacekeeper infantry turned back to look at his comrades. When he looked at the children on his shoulders in his hands, they realized a problem. They are humans, not machines.
Not a war machine, nor a killing machine.
"Maybe!" The mobilization soldier patted the peacekeeping infantryman next to him. The two sides smiled at each other and walked firmly towards the orphanage.