Chapter 136 I think these are all mine
"Great, what do you want to eat?"
After listening to the gray pigeon's report, Qiao Lan reached out and patted its head, stroked its feathers a few times, and expressed his satisfaction.
Strictly speaking, this pigeon cannot be considered his own. He had only captured it for two days, so Qiao Lan didn't have much hope for it.
This time, he brought it with him when he went out to rescue someone, and it was also for testing. Qiao Lan wouldn't be surprised if this guy took advantage of the opportunity to escape during the investigation.
Who would have thought that it not only came back obediently, but also completed the mission seriously, and even the reconnaissance process was quite clever.
According to its own report, after being released to track the enemy, it knew that the enemy had flying knives, so it never got close, followed from a distance, and flew very high to ensure its own safety.
"You can only complete the investigation if you save your life. If you die, everything is over." When it expressed this, it tilted its head proudly.
After running for a while, the seriously injured knife-throwing man found a pigeon and threw knives into the sky several times to try to shoot it down, but probably because of his injury, his accuracy and height were not good, and the pigeon was unharmed.
He continued running, and suddenly disappeared, disappearing in the ruins of a house.
The pigeon hovered in the air for a while, and wisely did not land to search, but turned around and flew away.
Then he quietly changed direction and went around, approaching silently in the darkness. Sure enough, he saw the man stealthily peeking out of the ruins, obviously looking for traces of pigeons.
The pigeon continued to be smart and did not show up, waiting quietly in the night, competing with the man in patience.
The knife-throwing man couldn't bear it anymore and crawled out from the ruins. He didn't see the pigeon anymore. Maybe he thought the pigeon had run away, so he continued on his way.
The pigeons were now hanging far behind him, following him all the way to the edge of the city.
The man settled in an open area, near a few undamaged buildings and a large expanse of unrecognizable green space. Someone else was meeting him, but the pigeon didn't dare approach. It observed him from a distance for a while before returning to report.
In general, the entire tracking process reflects the wisdom of the pigeon. At least it is not a silly little fool and knows how to act according to the situation.
Qiao Lan let the pigeon order whatever it wanted and rewarded it with a big meal.
"Cuckoo!"
The pigeon, having been praised, puffed out its chest and head and actually ordered food.
Xiao Li was confused: "...It wants to eat braised pork."
Aren’t pigeons fast food? They eat rice, beans, and peanuts, but I’ve never heard of them eating meat.
As a result, the pigeon confirmed again and again that it just wanted to eat meat, the kind that everyone ate yesterday.
"That's braised pork rice."
I have been busy cleaning the house these days and haven't cooked properly. I just took out the rice bowls in the space to heat up. I didn't expect that the pigeon would notice the braised pork.
Qiao Lan ran next door, took out a rice bowl fast food, picked out two pieces of meat and brought them back.
The pigeon ate it up piece by piece in the blink of an eye.
"Gugu!"
Xiao Li: “It said it was delicious.”
The pigeon said that since it mutated not long ago, it felt that human food was very sweet and millet was not very appetizing to it. It wanted to eat meat, eggs, and drink alcohol.
But in the original gang, only the boss could eat meat and drink wine. Others had no share, let alone the bird. Moreover, its original owner could not understand what it said and had no idea what it wanted to eat. He fed it rice and beans every day, which made its mouth taste stale.
It wasn't until it came to Qiao Lan that it saw new hope. There are so many delicious foods here!
I'm going to give my all tonight just to get the reward!
As a prisoner, you must also work hard to earn yourself the treatment of a regular soldier!
"If you work hard in the future, I can get you any delicious meat, but forget about drinking." Qiao Lan grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and let Pigeon go aside to eat them.
There was a rumbling sound in the sky.
The helicopter followed the signal light given by Xiao Tang and landed on the wasteland in front of the small building.
A team of soldiers armed with live ammunition ran off the plane, followed by Doctor Ouyang Mo with instruments and assistants.
Qiao Lan walked out of the building and looked behind everyone.
Ouyang Mo walked over and looked at Qiao Lan nervously, checking her from head to toe. "Are you okay? Did you encounter any dangerous battle?"
"I'm fine. Uncle Geng was injured. Please go in and take a look." Qiao Lan glanced towards the helicopter again.
The leading soldier stepped forward and said, "Miss Qiao, Captain Ye isn't here yet. A group of mutant insects are infesting the neighboring block near our base, and Captain Ye is leading an emergency extermination effort. After hearing Dr. Ouyang's request for a business trip, he sent a pilot and us to help. Miss Qiao, please give us any instructions you may have. We are at your disposal!"
It turns out that the person flying the plane was not Ye Qi.
Qiao Lan put aside the fleeting disappointment in her heart and asked, "What mutant insect? Is it serious?"
"It shouldn't be too dangerous, but we need to be careful. Captain Ye and Doctor Zhao Hui are on the front line controlling the situation." The soldier replied.
Zhao Hui...the screaming guy with fire in his armpits?
Qiao Lan's brow twitched.
With him around, bugs shouldn't be a problem. I just wonder if everyone else's ears can take it.
As he was speaking, Ouyang Mo had already entered the room with his assistant and began to prepare to suture the old chef.
"There's no toxin spreading near the incision, and no toxin was found in the body. It's judged to be a simple knife wound. Just bandage it and wait for recovery." Ouyang Mo has developed skilled injury treatment skills through day-to-day apocalyptic first aid.
"Thank you for your help. Are your injuries healed?" Qiao Lan saw that Ouyang Mo looked fine, but the movements of his injured arm were not smooth yet.
He was injured during the invasion of the golden rat, and he was still bedridden when we parted more than ten days ago.
Ouyang Mo said as he prepared the surgical instruments: "It's okay, I've been back to work since the day before yesterday."
In the end times, no one has time to rest for too long.
Geng Duofu said from the side: "Doctor Ouyang, you guys are busy, I'll go make you something delicious. I can't help with the operation, you guys treat my dad's injuries, I'll cook for you."
Qiao Lan asked the armed soldiers to stay on guard near the small building, and Xiao Tang also stayed behind to defend. She packed up her guns and weapons, grabbed a pigeon that was still eating melon seeds, and went out at night.
"The sooner the better. The longer the night, the more dreams there are. I'll go explore the way while the enemy has just returned."
She wanted to find out the other party's background and strength as soon as possible.
"I...I'll go too! I'll give you more attacks!"
Fu Xingyuan caught up with a flushed face.
Qiao Lan looked at her and said, "Well, your courage is commendable, but it's not necessary."
"I want to avenge Uncle Geng." Fu Xingyuan clenched his fists.
"But it's more convenient for me to move around on my own. I'll take you with me when I have the chance." Qiao Lan patted her shoulder and dived into the night.
Fu Xingyuan stood there blankly.
Xiao Tang came over and said, "Don't blame yourself. Just use whatever you can."
"Brother Tang?"
"Yeah." Xiao Tang nodded at her and continued to go out on guard.
He seldom speaks, but at this moment, a few words of comfort gave Fu Xingyuan great encouragement.
"Okay, I'll listen to you!" Fu Xingyuan nodded vigorously, followed Xiao Tang, and patrolled around the small building with him.
At this time, Qiao Lan had already run a long way away.
She used a long-distance running method, developed in a previous life. Her pace wasn't particularly fast, but she kept it steady, her heart rate around 80% of her limit. After running for a while, she would switch to a brisk walk, regulate her breathing and heart rate, and then resume her run.
Alternating between running and walking increases her endurance compared to running all the time. She once set a record of running for five consecutive days and five nights.
A mutant lone wolf chasing her was so exhausted that she almost died. She then killed the wolf and ate its meat.
The pigeon led the way in front, and she alternated between running and walking. Soon, several miles had passed, and after a while, she arrived at the place the pigeon mentioned.
It was indeed an open area. Before the disaster, it must have been a green scenic area. There were not many buildings, and most of them were destroyed. Going deeper, there were a few buildings that were still well preserved. Pigeon said that the knife thrower had entered one of the buildings.
"Go ahead and scout."
Qiao Lan made a few gestures to the pigeon.
After the pigeons flew around the area for a long time and confirmed that there was no one patrolling, Qiao Lan dug a large piece of damaged grass on the ground, covered himself with it, bent down, and scurried across the open area to the front of the building.
"What is this place?" she wondered.
The small building is well preserved and there are no signs or logos around it. It looks like some kind of factory, but it doesn't.
Qiao Lan did not feel any energy fluctuations nearby, and initially judged that there was no one with special abilities nearby, so he quietly climbed over the wall and entered the corridor.
The windows on the outside of the corridor are gone, probably blown away somewhere during the storm. The windows on the other side are not glass windows, but very small ventilation holes, one foot square, with iron fences placed high on the wall. There are a row of these ventilation holes in the long corridor.
Qiao Lan quietly walked along the corridor and only found a heavy steel door.
The lock was very advanced, but it was nothing to Qiao Lan, who knew how to pick locks. She opened it after fiddling with it for a while.
“Squeak—”
There was a noise when the door was opened, and Qiao Lan quickly closed the door and went in.
It was completely dark inside, but there was a green emergency light on the wall, emitting a faint glow. There was also a corridor and a door inside.
So, what exactly is this place? Qiao Lan thought the layout was too weird.
She pried open the inner door again.
Then I was shocked to find that there were not individual rooms inside, but a large space as a whole, and the entire floor was connected!
In the tall and vast space were stacks and bags of things piled high.
“?!”
Qiao Lan's heart was shocked.
This taste...
She rushed forward in disbelief and cut open one of the bags with a knife.
With a rustling sound, small white particles slanted down, emitting a lustrous luster in the dim light of the emergency light.
rice!
This building with a strange layout is actually a granary!
Qiao Lan was super excited.
What good luck!
Those who came out to pursue the enemy actually encountered a large granary!
After running quickly around the entire space and confirming that all the bags were filled with grain, she placed her hand on the rice bag without hesitation and moved her mind.
“I feel like all of this is mine.”
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