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These nuns will be divided into three grades, white, black and red.White clothes are the lowest level, black clothes are in the middle, and red clothes are the highest.It is logical that the number of nuns in white clothes is also the largest, the number of nuns in black clothes is in the middle, and the number of nuns in red clothes is the least.

When they are pregnant, they will be taken care of by the Penance Order, and the children born will be raised and educated by the Penance Order.That is to say, the children born in the base don't know who their parents are, they only know that they believe in gods and bishops.

The only advantage of doing this is to increase the fertility rate and allow the population to grow and grow at the fastest speed.The standard is correct, but the method is too extreme, and people are not treated as human beings, but as ants and bees.

In addition, Hong Tao also seriously doubted the original intention of the Redeemer executives to do so.And I am 100% sure that there are still dirty activities hidden in the Penance Order that are not known to outsiders.

If it is just to increase the fertility rate, there is no need to classify nuns. The goal of doing so is self-evident. The high-level people must enjoy young and beautiful red-clothed nuns. This is not a bit of a return to the slave era.

And they also put on the cloak of religion, using the zombie disease as an excuse to brainwash them with very low and cruel methods.Anyone who raises objections will be expelled from the base and become refugees, or will be charged with blasphemy and burned to death at the stake, as if returning to the European Middle Ages when witches were hunted everywhere.

The so-called Ascetic Order is a freak similar to the Inquisition created by the upper echelon of the Redeemer.In addition to managing nuns, it also has some male ascetic monks, which are divided into white clothes and black clothes.

According to a few words from Iszhawei while drinking, the ascetic monks have great rights. They not only serve as religious police, secret agents and royal guards, but also serve as tax collectors and judges.

Therefore, on the site of the Redeemer, it is not the most troublesome thing to offend the soldiers. If it is really reasonable and involves major matters, you can still file a complaint with the ascetic, and the chance of winning is not low.If you get into trouble with the Ascetic Society, it will really be called every day, and the world will not work.

These ascetic monks who hold the power of life and death and the power of judgment can call you a blasphemous devil with just one sentence, and then tie them to the electric poles at the bridge and light up the sky lanterns.Everyone still has to spurn you, despise you, say you deserve it, and give high fives.

For this kind of management method, Hong Tao is against it from the bottom of his heart.He himself has used religious bewitching, but the purpose is completely different.At that time, I just wanted to save the step-by-step education process and force the people to enter modernization, and the methods were not so dirty and cruel.

"How can people become so thorough!" In my memory, the managers here have also contacted on the radio.

They are a trio, two Han Chinese and one Uighur.It sounds reasonable, and there have been in-depth discussions on how to improve efficiency and how to develop more balancedly.But I haven't seen them for a few years, and it's incredible that they have become like this in order to consolidate power.

But for this situation, Hong Tao could do nothing but be dissatisfied in his heart, and he couldn't even show it.Zhang Pinggui told him in private more than once, don't talk casually here.

In order to prevent rebels from infiltrating, the Penance Society often disguised themselves as refugees and mingled in the settlements to inquire about news. Maybe they were drinking bootleg liquor and bragging about it just now, and they would be arrested because of a certain sentence just now. Unjust dead ghost.

But not everyone is willing to give in. It is said that there are a group of people active in southern Xinjiang, who call themselves the Rebel Army, and they are specifically against the Redeemer.

They are called rebels in the settlement area. If anyone can catch or expose a real rebel, he will be rewarded by the Ascetic Order, and he may be given an official resident status.

Hong Tao had never met anyone from the rebel army, but he knew who might be, such as Zhang Pinggui and Iszawi.But he didn't want to expose it, but wanted to help the rebels grow as much as possible.

It's not that I expect them to fight against the Redeemer, but after there is a strong competitor, the method of enslaving civilians by the Redeemer may be milder, and maybe there will be a change.

Thinking about it, the pack horse had already descended the mountain along the path he often walked, and entered the plain south of the settlement.Another three or four kilometers is the last checkpoint.Hong Tao got off his horse and sat on the side of the road, took a sip of water, rolled up a cannon and smoked it slowly.

"My mother, I really think I'm a humanoid truck!" But the other hand reached behind the stone, scraped the loose soil, touched it, and started cursing.

Opposite this big rock is a small collapsed pump room, which is where he and Iszawi agreed to pick up the goods.The goods are there, but they are a bit big, about the size of a small cantaloupe.

Usually, what I carry with me are small-sized goods such as pills and batteries, and I can just put them in my arms.Such a big thing must not be carried on the body, it is a bit troublesome.

Although sentries generally don't check themselves, there is still a chance.And this time the package is heavy as soon as you get it, and if you squeeze it hard to feel the shape inside, the danger will be even greater.

What is that heavy, hard, round thing with a little bump on it?The only thing Hong Tao could think of was the grenade.I also brought that thing with me, and hid it together with the long gun, night vision goggles, bulletproof vest, and spare ammunition at two fixed points on the mountain road, so familiar.

Iszawi's fox tail finally showed. He actually let himself bring a grenade into the residential area. Is he preparing to fight with the gangsters who collect protection fees? You can't believe it if you kill him!

How to do it?Hong Tao thought for a while, and opened the package first, revealing two grenades with mottled paint, which should be made in Russia.After checking the insurance, they were tied to the belt of the sheepskin pants, and one on each side was stuffed into the crotch.

"This time it's really Bomberman, Iron Egg Prince!" Kerim's hand-stitched sheepskin pants are good at keeping warm and waterproof, but the crotch is fat and fat, which is similar to Burmese pants, and the appearance is old and dirty. , Stuffed in two grenades, there is nothing unusual outside, it is really a smuggling weapon!

After getting on the horse and walking for less than a kilometer, several figures running and screaming appeared in front of the left.Hong Tao casually glanced at seven or eight children, so he ignored them.

These refugee children are either sneaking around in the settlement all day long or running out to look for food or things that can be exchanged for food. They are very wild and not easy to approach.

"Grab him, grab him..." But the child at the head seemed to run towards him on purpose, so Hong Tao couldn't help becoming alert.Who said that children can't hurt people, and they are hungry for a long time, so they are no longer children in the ordinary sense, but a group of little hungry wolves.

"Ajia, run..." But a sharper shout made Hong Tao stop his horse.It sounds familiar, very similar to the children I met in the ruins of the town halfway when I first came, and that's what the little girl yelled.

After a few seconds, it became clear that a seven or eight-year-old boy was running ahead, holding something in his hand.Five boys chased after her, and at the end was the little girl who was running, shouting, and crying.

"Stop...get out!" That's right, it was the two of them, Hong Tao had always wanted to find these two children and ask them if they threw away the cans that night.It's a pity that the inhabited area is too large, and I haven't encountered it after going around a few times.It seems that the fate has arrived, and they actually met here.Nothing to say, let's be righteous once.

Two of the children chasing after me were older, at least 10 years old.It is indeed fierce, seeing that he still does not intend to give up when he is an adult, and even picks up a stone from the ground.

However, they were also very flexible. When they saw the black muzzle of the gun in Hong Tao's hand, they turned and ran away without daring to say a word.The little boy in front stood on the side of the road, panting with his hands on his knees, and was unable to speak for a long time.

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"He, they wanted to snatch my mouse...yes, I caught it..." the little boy said while lifting up the object in his hand. It was a prairie rat, very fat, almost as big as half a hare .

"...The mouse is good, I like it, for a change...a bag of dried fish and a mouse, you earned!" Hong Tao said nothing, took out a bag of dried fish from the saddle bag behind his buttocks and threw it on the ground.

"...It, it is still alive, let me kill it for you!" Needless to say, the little boy also knew that he had earned money.But he didn't want to appear too urgent, he took out a palm-length knife sharpened with a saw blade from his coat pocket, and prepared to process the mouse to make it more valuable.

"No, I'm a hard worker... I'll ask you two questions, and we'll exchange if you answer correctly!" Hong Tao grinned and stopped the little boy's actions, just as the little girl also ran over.

"..." The two children nodded together. They couldn't recognize Hong Tao anymore. In other words, the refugees who often went out basically dressed in the same way. They were all dressed in hoods and cloaks, snow goggles or sunglasses, and they couldn't tell the difference without looking at their faces.

"You, you are the uncle who shot and killed the zombies..." However, the little girl seemed to have a supernatural power, and after taking a breath, she actually revealed the secret.

"You know me?" Hong Tao's heart skipped a beat, could it be that his disguise was such that even a little girl couldn't hide it.

It shouldn't be!Or is there any special mark on these two horses?It shouldn't be either!Although the refugees were poor, some gold diggers still had horses or donkeys. Otherwise, it would be a test of vitality to travel between abandoned cities on two legs.

"Your gun is different from theirs. It has a long barrel and it has no sound..." The little girl raised her finger and pointed. There was no trace of fear in her eyes, but she was a little proud.

"Very good!" It turned out to be so revealing. Although Hong Tao didn't think it was revealing, and most of the people who had the opportunity to see him draw a gun died, he still praised him sincerely and gave him a thumbs up.It is said that the children of the poor are headed home early, and these two children, especially girls, have strong observation skills.

"Thkanks...do you also speak English?" What surprised Hong Tao even more was that the little girl also expressed her thanks in English, and her pronunciation was quite standard.

"Who taught you English?" Hong Tao couldn't pretend to be stuttering anymore due to continuous surprise.

He really wanted to know the situation of the little girl. According to the age of both of them, they should have been born after the outbreak of the zombie disease, and they were children of refugees. It would be very good if they could read and write. Where did they learn English? What's the use.

"Father taught me, I will too!" The little boy felt left out, and immediately answered the girl's question.

"Well, children who study well in the old world should be rewarded...one piece for each!"

This answer was similar to what Hong Tao had expected. The father of the two children should have a relatively high level of education but relatively low hands-on ability. That's why he was not selected by the base and could only become a refugee. This situation is very common.But children's enthusiasm for learning should be encouraged, such as cheese.

"...We can help you with work, exchange it!" The little boy was about to reach out, but the girl stopped him with her eyes.

"Well, that's right, but this is a reward, not wages. I also have work to do here, you eat before you work, and you get paid."

Hong Tao could only nod secretly in his heart. This tutor was not bad in the old world, but it is top notch now.Then think about the biggest failure in my life, which may be educating children. No one is completely satisfied, failure!

"The dried fish is exchanged for the mouse, it's clear. You two help me carry it, don't let it fall on the ground, it's very expensive. How about another bag of dried fish when we get to the bridge?"

Seeing the two children licking the cheese with great reluctance, Hong Tao got off his horse and untied a pack of cheese from the pack horse, which weighed about five or six catties, and found a tree branch from the side of the road as a pole for the two children to carry. with.

"You have a horse, so you don't need ours..." The little boy was completely attracted by the salty and fragrant cheese at this time, and couldn't think of anything, what to do.But the little girl's eyes were still very agile, and she asked a rather sharp question.

"It sprained its feet when it went down the mountain, so it can't carry so many things. Without your help, I have to carry it by hand, and I can't shoot when I encounter bad guys." This nonsense has no rationale at all, so Hong Tao still He made a circle, and took another bag of cheese in his hand.

"Ajia, walk slowly, don't jump!" The little girl felt that this was the case, and she no longer doubted it. While telling the little boy to walk steadily, she pulled the sheepskin bag in the middle of the stick towards her.

"I also want to ask a question. Did you throw an empty can across the street one night?" Hong Tao rode a horse, and the two children walked slowly towards the residential area.

"...They are going to steal your things, Ajia threw them away!" With the conversation just now and the power of the cheese, the little girl told the truth despite hesitation, but put the credit on the little boy.

"Well, it's very good, and very smart. Do you know what it's called? It's called being brave, and it should be rewarded when I was young. Come, take it... you must take it, this is a reward, not wages!" The doubts were finally resolved, and Hong Tao was very happy.

After thinking about it, he took out a light brown plastic bag from his saddle bag and handed it to the little girl.Seeing that she hesitated, she simply dismounted and stuffed it into the cloth bag she was leaning over.By the way, I looked inside, and it seemed to be wild vegetables.

It seems that the two children came out to dig wild vegetables, and happened to catch a prairie mouse with no eyes, and it was the other children who saw it that caused the chase.Rats are also meat. For growing children, no amount of food is enough.

The little girl felt the weight and saw the texture of the bag. Knowing that it was not an ordinary thing, she hurriedly stuffed the cheese into her mouth, then sucked the residue on her fingers, and then went to get the contents of the cloth bag.

"Menu 18...?" It took a lot of effort to hold it with one hand, and it was all in English. After reading it for a long time, I only recognized one.

"Take it back and show it to your father, he will know. Remember, keep it well hidden, so that no outsiders can see it." Hong Tao smiled without explaining in detail.

This bag contains individual rations for the US military. There are a total of 24 combinations, and this bag is the 18th set.There are beef sauce and spaghetti gnocchi, which are called dumplings, but there is no filling, so it is gnocchi.

There is also a packet of coffee and coffee mate, a packet of sweet drinks similar to sports drinks, a packet of salty corn kernels, a packet of raisins, a packet of unleavened buns, a packet of cheese bacon sauce, a packet of gnocchi with tomato beef sauce, A pack of paper towels, a pack of wet wipes, a plastic spoon, two pieces of chewing gum, a small packet of salt, and a self-heating bag.

The total weight is about one and a half catties. Adults can't finish a meal, and one bag can guarantee a day's calories.It came from the US embassy and was put together with the found weapons. There are more than 40 boxes, all of which were produced in 19.

At the beginning, everyone was very novel, and they ate a bag if they had nothing to do, and the taste was still good.But after a long time, it is still not as delicious as fresh meals.The taste of foreigners is also quite different from that of Chinese people, so there are not many people patronizing it.

In the period of the Revival Alliance, the weapons and other materials found in the American embassy were hidden by myself several times, for the purpose of emergency one day.I didn't expect it to be used. There were more than 20 boxes left when I was suspended animation, and they were all carried on the plane.

Every time I go out for a long distance in these years, I will bring two emergency bags. Its shelf life is ten years, and it will be longer if it is placed in a place with a relatively constant temperature and low temperature.Behind the hut in Sailimu Lake, a vegetable cellar more than two meters deep was dug by myself, which should meet the conditions for low-temperature preservation.

In fact, even if it has expired, as long as it does not deteriorate, it is a good thing.The taste is different, but the heat is enough.In the deep mountains and old forests, even with magnesium rods and gasoline lighters, it is often impossible to ignite the fire. It is too humid, and it is not easy to have a hot meal.

Although the little girl didn't know what was in the bag, she took Hong Tao's reminder very seriously.Her method was relatively naive, she just turned up the wild vegetables under the cloth bag to cover it, but she didn't realize that the weight of the bag had exposed the stuffing of the cloth bag.

So Hong Tao had to help him put the cloth bag in the saddle bag and pass through the checkpoint so that the sentries would not bully the children to take him by the hand. Although he had a pass, he did not have the right to order the sentries.

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"We can lift more and let its feet rest for a while!" After covering it up, she felt that the reward was a bit too much, and she wanted to use more labor in exchange for balance in her heart.

"Didn't I just say that it's a reward, not a job, and you have to be honest if you say what you say. If you two can promise not to tell anyone, anyone, including your father, then every time I I will work for you when I come, how about it?"

Hong Tao has not had the addiction of educating people for a long time. Crimea is a rotten wood that cannot be taught, so these two children have become tools for him to enjoy the addiction.

"Okay...then what's your name?" The little girl couldn't bear the bombardment, she raised her hand and surrendered without hesitation.

"Remember, I will call you by address when I talk to older people in the future, don't use you, it's impolite. My name is... hey, what's my name..." Look, the lecture has begun, and the first lesson is about Polite.But when the two children interrupted, Hong Tao actually forgot his new name.

"Yilbiresi... Just call me Biresi, how about you?" Taking a deep breath, sinking into the dantian, he finally remembered.The same goes for Kerim, it’s okay to give his son such a long name, the virus is annoying, so he turned into a zombie.If it was called Avanti, it would probably be able to survive.

"My name is Camilla, I'm my older sister, and his name is Yu Jia, I'm your younger brother!"

The little girl smiled sincerely when she saw this uncle who could even forget her name but was covered in treasures, and her guard was much lowered.It is mainly due to the piece of cheese, even though it has been eaten into the stomach, the mouth is still full of milky fragrance.

"...Where do you live?" Hong Tao originally wanted to ask if the two of you were siblings, why did one use a Han name and the other a minority name.

I was afraid that the two children would not be able to tell clearly, so I might as well ask Iszawi.As a businessman who has been operating here for several years, he should know the situation of many refugees.Even if you don't know, you can still ask other merchants.

"To the east of No. [-] Tower, the one with the red gate!" The little boy finally finished eating the cheese, no, he licked it, not only the cheese, but also his black fingers, Hong Tao's stomach was full of pain. sobbing.This father is not qualified. He only educated the children on knowledge and principles of life, but forgot about hygiene.

"I live here..." Hong Tao wanted to say Iszawi's name, but he was afraid that the children would not know, so he had to count the order of the wooden towers.

"I know, you...you live in front of Uncle Iszawe's shop!" The little girl was the first to solve the problem for Hong Tao. It turned out that they knew Iszawe, at least.

"God bless, brother!" Chatting and soon arrived at the checkpoint, Hong Tao didn't get off his horse, just hung his previous pass on his chest and bowed to the sentry and nodded, saying something in the way of a redeemer's greeting, and then got out of the saddle He took out two bags of dried fish from his bag and handed them over.

"Bigesi, where did you catch these fish, it must not be the Yili River!"

The sentinels don't need to look at the pass or the mutton on the pack horse, as long as they see the dried fish, they know who is coming.The herdsman who sends mutton to the base every once in a while will give two bags of dried fish every time he comes. It is delicious and the meat is very tender.

"To the south...the big lake...there are a lot of fish!" Hong Tao waved his hand and pointed in the direction of the sun.

"Is it Turks? There is a big river there!" The Uighur sentinel on the side seemed to be familiar with the south, and immediately pointed out a specific location.

"Another 70 kilometers to the south, below the mountain!" Hong Tao shook his head and pointed south again vigorously.

"Oh, there is a Kirgiz village over there. Are you a Kirgiz shepherd?" The Uighur sentinel suddenly realized that he was really familiar with that place, and Hong Tao was really right.In fact, in the vicinity of Yili, there are many large and small mountain lakes, both in the southeast and the northwest. Just point it out, you are right.

"Hey, Kirgiz... mutton, horse meat... are delicious!" Hong Tao grinned and boasted desperately with his thumbs out.

"Go in, you are late today, Sister Zhuma has already come to ask. You two are not allowed to steal his things, let the nun catch him and hang him and burn him to death!" The Uighur sentry waved his hand, signaling Hong Tao to hurry up and hand over the mutton. , by the way scaring the two children.

There is definitely no inspection. It is best not to touch the things that the Penance Order wants. If there is something missing or wrong, the herdsmen will be unlucky first, and then anyone who has touched it will have to be questioned one by one. A bad answer is trouble.

The sentry was not talking nonsense. Just after Hong Tao passed the checkpoint and entered the main street of the residential area, he saw a figure standing at the door of Iszawi's shop. The man and woman could not be distinguished from a distance, but the big red cloak fluttered with the wind, which already showed that identity.

"God bless..." Hong Tao took the cheese carried by the two children and told them to go home first, then urged the horse to go quickly, and got off the horse to greet the nun.

"You are late!" Sister Jumabayi asked in a cold tone without moving a muscle.

"There is water on the road, so it's hard to walk..." Hong Tao put his hand into his crotch as he said, pretending to scratch.In fact, it is separating the two grenades so that they do not collide with each other as soon as they walk.It's all the fault of Iszawi!

"...Lead the horse over!" The nun moved, turning her head slightly to avoid this unsightly movement, and waved at the wooden tower diagonally behind.Soon a sentry ran over and led the two horses away.

"You know how to fish?" Hong Tao was more than happy to let the sentry deliver the mutton, but it was inconvenient for him to walk around with two grenades hanging in his crotch.But the nun didn't leave, she moved closer and asked in a low voice.

"Cast net, no... fishhook, yes! I made it... put salt, it's delicious!"

Hong Tao was a little puzzled, some of the refugees also fished and dried fish, why did even the sentries and nuns ask this question at the same time today?But now I don't have the time to think about it, so I can't hesitate, so I have to take out a small bag of dried fish from my bosom and hand it over, this is for myself to eat and play as a snack.

"Can you bring live fish? The bishop wants to treat guests. He ate your dried fish and asked for live fish." The nun finally explained what she wanted to do. She needed Hong Tao to provide live fish for the bishop of the redeemer. .

"There are... no fishhooks in the river!" Hong Tao evaded casually, what a shitty bishop, if he dares to let himself see it outside the base, even if he hides in an armored vehicle, as long as there are not many guards, he will still be killed by Ya Ting, and then put it up A Yoro brand.

"The fish here are not tasty, but the fish you caught are delicious! Iszawi... You tell him that I have a fishing net and a hook, and go catch together. Set off after lunch, and come back before noon the day after tomorrow."

The nun was already taking a deep breath, talking to Hong Tao was too strenuous, she had to make gestures.But she was very reluctant to stretch out her hand, as if she was allergic to the sun.He simply called Iszawei out and asked him to explain to Hong Tao, then turned around and left.

"My horse..." Hong Tao thought the nun wasn't walking fast enough, so he yelled again from behind.

"Come, come, come in... Why are you so late today? I thought you were caught by the checkpoint!" Iszawei grabbed Hong Tao's sleeve and pulled him into the shop, closing the door behind him with the glass After looking out, he asked anxiously.

"It's raining on the mountain, and the road is difficult! You have to double, it's very dangerous!" Hong Tao also began to take a deep breath, and stretched out his hand to pull the grenade from his crotch.I'll talk about the nun later, but let's talk about your two iron lumps first.

"Hehe... Danger is valuable, double is double. What do you want so much money for? To marry a wife!"