Five Hundred and Fifty Is Too Cold

Fatty can produce and sell now, because his side has a large population base, but Anran's side can't do it. The materials they collected along the way have several carriages. When connected together, it is a small train, but it doesn't run on the rails. . ◢Щщш.sUimEnG.lā

So she was absolutely unwilling to ask An Ran to hand over their supplies, and Zhan Lian was also very hard to collect supplies.

But seeing that the weather is getting worse and worse, if she doesn't enter the base, she is also afraid that there will be some disasters, or another group of big troubles that can't be dealt with. Her plants are very lazy now, and they hibernate like other animals when they are frozen in the ground. A large-scale outbreak of mutated animals will be even more troublesome.

"Or, look at it like this." An Ran thought for a while, and said to Luo Feifan: "Let's find a place and put away our supplies first."

Didn't the fat man dig several holes in this tunnel? An Ran put the carriages of those small trains in the cave, and then sealed the cave. Anyway, the base is not far from this tunnel, so if you need anything at that time, just call Zhan Lian to get it.

Luo Feifan nodded, and had no choice but to make a bad decision first. Maybe they stayed in this base for a few days and found that the base was not suitable, so they would come out, and then they would come directly to this tunnel to pick up supplies and leave.

Everyone discussed and decided to enter the base, so taking advantage of the dawn and the wind and snow were a little lighter, they loaded the car and set off. The order of departure of the personnel was arranged by the fat man. Who was in the car that went first? An Ran didn't know either, it was probably sent by Fatty to find out the news.

I just listened to the fat man talking about it one after another. The base was not good. The city wall was indeed built by several earth-type supernatural beings. I didn't expect someone to dig the tunnel and come from the other end of the tunnel.

Still an ordinary cumbersome team.

So they casually opened a small door on the city wall, which could only accommodate two people at a time, lazily sent a few people to register there, and took temperature and so on.

Because the weather is so cold, Fatty intends to fight against this base, so he ordered everyone to get out of the car slowly, and the car stopped under the city wall. The speed is quite slow. When I meet someone with a big belly, I get out of the car and take two steps, and I have to stop to rest.

He was determined to freeze to death those who took their temperatures in the small gate.

So the few people who did the registration and took the body temperature were dragged to the back, full of impatience, and the weather was so cold that the hand holding the pen to register was a little disobedient, so they simply didn't register. I didn't even bother to take the body temperature, so I just took a cursory look, and let the person in if there was nothing unusual.

There are more than 600 people in the team, everyone is grumbling, and they are all finished at night. The people in charge of registration have changed several times, and then there is the registration of supplies. The fat people are poor, really poor, although Each of them is not skinny, but there is really nothing to turn in. One quilt for each person, and a few down jackets wrapped around the body, do you want it or not?

Otherwise, there are some supplies that mothers and children need, such as sanitary napkins, toilet paper, milk powder, baby food supplements, these are meaningless, and the eyes of those who register the supplies are about to hang up and squint. Looking at such a large group of burdens, the contempt is beyond words.