"Brother Hu, please keep it in your arms. Some places on the mountain roads are frozen and ice, so it's not easy to walk." Just as I filled the jingle basket, a thin man in his thirties came in outside the house. Looking at the jingle basket full of clothes, his face was full of sorrow...

As the temperature rises, the snow begins to melt, and it freezes into ice after night, making the mountain road more and more difficult to walk. Carrying such heavy goods, you will slide to it if you are not careful. If you are lucky, you will hurt your whole body. If you are a little unlucky, you will slide into the valley without any bones.

These people who were not strong and could only stay in the lake area to fish. The dangerous work was done by Hu Yang and two relatively strong companions, but in the end they received the same wages.

"Not afraid, I'll be a bad life. I'll be able to buy a mule after gritting my teeth and working for another two months. At that time, no matter whether I do this or not, we can easily go anywhere with big animals. Skinny monkey takes time to chop some firewood in the afternoon. It seems that it will snow again. I'll be able to dry my clothes at night and I won't be sick!"

Hu Yang patted his companion on the shoulder, squatted down on his back, and stood up with both legs and walked out indifferently. Although he said lightly, the pressure in his heart was very high.

When he returned to the base the day before yesterday, Iszave said that someone was targeting this job again. If you want to keep your job, you have to increase the output. Hupok believed that Iszave was not interested in deducting him. He was not the only businessman in the residential area and the base. As long as he could get some oil and water, he would definitely attract covetousness.

However, the current output is almost at a bottleneck. If you want to increase it, brothers will have to work more time every day. Especially the number of transportation personnel is increased and the fish is sent back in time.

Apart from being afraid of starvation, do refugees have any qualifications to be afraid of anything else? It doesn’t matter if they don’t have enough staff, they can get a livestock. Hu Yang kept thinking about it and did not regard fishing as a job. This work will probably stop until summer. At that time, people like him still have to be gold hunters. It is also important to have a livestock to carry on.

The tourist reception center on the east bank of the lake has been pulled a circle of wire. Two large wooden towers more than 20 meters high were built near the highway with logs, with two floors in total, equipped with machine guns, and there are judges on duty whether day or night.

This is not to guard them, the fishing refugees, but to prevent anyone from approaching the broken bridge of Guozigou from the north. However, the people responsible for the duty are no longer ordinary soldiers, but all the gray-robed rulings.

"Old Hu, bring some cigarettes for me when I come back!"

One of them is helping to lift the railing and put the poplar out. Although the judges have daily necessities provided by the base, these guys are no less deducted than ordinary soldiers. Almost every time they go to the base to deliver goods, they will ask for help, saying that it is help, but in fact it is exploitation, and they have never given money.

"Okay, it's still a store in Jienan Bapure, right... Come on, try my stock first!" But Hu Yang didn't dare to ask for money once, and he had to find a way to curry favor with these evil spirits.

Without it, in the eyes of the ruling, refugees are not considered human beings. If they are killed, they will be killed, and there is no place to seek justice. As for fishing, don’t use this matter to threaten whoever is there. There are so many refugees in the residential area waiting to be fed. If you just find a few, who will not catch fish.

"I said Lao Hu, you can do it. You've smoked it all in a box!" The sentry took the cigarette handed over by Hu Guang and looked a little surprised. They knew that there must be oil and water behind the fishing job, but they didn't know that the oil and water were so big. In just over two months, refugees who couldn't even eat enough food could smoke snow lotus cigarettes!

"Not as good as you said? I went to deliver fish last time, and happened to meet the Grand Sister's subordinate in charge. He felt sorry for me and gave me half a box. You said that I had just had a few days of full meals, and I wouldn't be able to do this job if I didn't take care of you." Hu Yang took out a lighter to light it for the other party, and kept saying good things.

"Let's go, go, go and go back!" The sentry was very happy, took a deep breath of cigarette, waved his hand and signaled that he could go out, not even checking the fish in the backpack.

"...You Luo has to deal with you dogs fucking... Oh... When will it be the end!" After walking out for a few hundred meters, Hu Yang dared to curse in a low voice.

But when I think of the hero who has been dominating the northern border for many years, he also died in the encirclement of the Redeemer, the heat in my heart was immediately blown away by the cold wind. He was so capable that he could not confront the forces of tens of thousands of people. With his ability, what else could he do besides living a life of silence?

In fact, many refugees with some thoughts chose to continue to endure after they found out that Youluo was killed. The soldiers at the checkpoint became even more aggressive and their attitude towards the refugees became more arrogant, as if killing Youluo could prove how powerful they were.

"Pu" Hu Yang, who was thinking about something, suddenly felt something hit on the hat.

"..." He stopped and looked down and looked for it. In the soil soaked in the snow, there was a yellow orange bullet. Poplar hesitated for several seconds but did not dare to pick it up. He kept looking around and never found a suspicious target.

"God, if you feel pity for me, this tiny life, why not give me more..." A bullet is not too expensive, but it is not cheap in the black market. Huyang quickly wiped it clean and put it in his arms, folded his hands together and started praying in the sky.

He originally did not believe in any gods, but after so many years of hard work, one after another, one after another that happened in front of him forced him to believe in the possibility of the gods' existence.

"Pu..." Before he finished speaking, something hit his face directly.

"I, I..." Hu Yang's hands were fast and his eyes were fast, and he grabbed it without waiting for the thing to slide down. Even if he didn't open his palm, he could tell that it was still a bullet based on his feelings. Now he couldn't believe in God now. In order to express his piety, his legs weakened and he knelt on the ground.

"It is better to kneel down than to me if you kneel down. It can only bring you infinite unknowns. If you want to get help, please look to the left!" Before the prayer could be said, the god actually spoke. He said that the god's hometown should be in the Gansu and Shaanxi area.

"You, who are you... I, I am the one who helped the grand nun deliver goods. There is nothing valuable except fish on it... Otherwise, you can take two of them and try it..." Does the god have an accent when speaking? Hu Guang probably thought about it and immediately came to the conclusion, nonsense!

If you have not met a god, there are only other refugees in the wilderness, or robbers, thieves, and murderers... No matter what you call it, it is all the same. You must get some blood, otherwise people and goods will not want to leave.

"Hehehe, it's really a scheming to give me my fish... Poplar, why are you so compatible? Is it better to be a lackey than a gold digger?" The man seemed to be in a place to move, and his voice was still coming from the left.

"You, do you know me?" Hu Yang didn't plan to turn around and look. If he saw his appearance clearly, he would be even more unable to leave.

But the sound sounds a bit familiar, but I just can't remember it for a while. Could it be that acquaintances want to be bad? It's said that there are not so cruel people among the people I know.

"You'll know if you turn around and look... Don't worry, I don't want to kill you yet. If you want to kill, you can solve the problem with one bullet. There is no need to throw two in vain!"

"Bi...Biges...No, no, brother, it's really not my betrayal you... Yes, I'm afraid of death and told Vakel about knowing you. Yes, but I really don't know where you are..."

Hu Yang pinched the bullet in his palm and felt that the person was right, so he turned his head and looked to the left. This look almost scared his soul out of his body, and most of his head was exposed on the ground less than ten meters away from him.

Although his hair was shorter, his beard was shorter, and his snow-collar work was different, but his smile-like expression and his big white teeth immediately made a name appear in his mind, and then he changed from kneeling to sitting down.

It's so scary. There are ghosts that appear in broad daylight. It must be because of his serious sin. But Hu Yang felt that it was a bit unfair. Whether it was death or life, he had to make it clear first.

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The ghost really didn't have only a head, and he crawled out of the soil while talking, or climbed up. It was not the soil, but a cloak covered with soil.

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