"The rules here are almost the same as ours. As long as they eat people, they will be tied up and thrown to the shore to feed the fish. I guess they are afraid of causing panic."
Zhang Huai An, don't make things too difficult for them in the future. We'll have to leave eventually. We can set up an office here. Forget it, don't think so far ahead. Captain Huang, continue … "Zhang Huai An said.
Seeing that Zhang Xiaoqiang did not interrupt him, Huang Tingwei continued, but the speed of his speech began to increase, causing Zhang Xiaoqiang to interrupt from time to time. It seemed like he was going to talk until the sky turned dark.
The people who were abandoned were miserable. There were people starving to death every day. Some children were also thrown away and left to starve to death. It was not because they were cruel, but because their parents were also waiting to starve to death. Some of the more beautiful women started to sell their bodies. The people who patronized them were the armed forces who temporarily did not starve.
Speaking of this, Huang Tingwei's expression was a little strange.
It seemed that the women who sold their bodies did not live very well, because the sheltered women also started to sell their bodies. This had something to do with the food relief being cut again.
In the past, the food relief of the gathering place was 150 grams per person per day, and the abandoned people were 50 grams per day. Now it was 100 grams per person per day, and the abandoned people could only get 50 grams in three or two days.
From time to time, the gathering place would build some defensive structures, and some men would get the opportunity to work. Their daily food harvest was at least 250 grams, and at most 400 grams. Therefore, the men in the gathering place lived better than the women. Of course, only the men could get the opportunity to work, and the men who were sheltered by the powerful forces.
This caused some women to go to the lake with the abandoned people to look for food. The lake was very dangerous, and the gathering place did not have the power to deal with the big fish. This caused the death rate of the women in the gathering place to be very high.
There was food in the big lake.
The leaders of the gathering place were very clear about this. They also tried to clean up the big fish, but unfortunately, they used the most barbaric method. The rocket launcher killed more than ten of them, and they could not do anything else. In the end, not to mention their own heavy casualties, they did not even get the body of the big fish. The big fish did not have the habit of wasting food.
The gathering place used to be a peninsula, but now it had become an island. The place connected to the land was dug with a ten-meter wide river, and it was connected to other waterways, isolating the gathering place. They were afraid that the people in the gathering place would go out to look for food and attract the stronger zombies, so they simply blew up the two bridges that led to Wuhan City.
After the bridge was blown up, they built a six-meter-high, four-meter-wide wall to encircle the entire gathering place. The appearance of the big fish also sealed off the side near the lake. More than a hundred thousand people were like ostriches, burying their heads in the sand that they thought was safe until the arrival of the convoy.
Huang Tingwei finished, Zhang Xiaoqiang was both sad and happy at the same time. Huang Huang as Zhang was. as he was. it. as Huang Huang Long as he finished. He was as he could. He was. he were lucky, he was. He Feng, and as he he were he well he could.
He was happy because he had accidentally become a leader. His luck was good, and he had found two arsenals and a hidden missile base. He now had the capital to settle down. At the very least, he did not have to suffer that torment anymore.
"Zhang Huai'an, you go and organize those who came to us into the logistics group. Their food supply will be halved. Tell them not to call other people over. We do not have much food. If there is one more person, they will eat less."
Hearing Zhang Xiaoqiang's decision, Zhang Huai'an was surprised. He was the one who knew the supply of the convoy the best. They had found and collected enough supplies for two hundred people to use for two years. Not to mention the four hundred people, they could even call for another four hundred people. Why did Zhang Xiaoqiang want to halve the supplies? Why did he refuse to let other people join him?
"Zhang Xiaoqiang, our supplies are still sufficient.
We still have tens of thousands of rifles in the base. Do you think we should … "
"No …" Zhang Xiao Qiang waved his right hand to interrupt Zhang Huai An's question. His eyes were complicated as he leaned weakly on the wheelchair and stared at the top of the tent. After a while, Zhang Xiao Qiang said gloomily, "We have enough food for ourselves, but do you know how many survivors are waiting to die of hunger?"
Zhang Xiaoqiang grabbed the armrest of the wheelchair and sat up straight. He stared at Zhang Huai'an's wrinkled face and said word by word, "At least ten thousand. At least ten thousand. It could be twenty thousand. It could be thirty thousand. Do you think they will give up so easily when they know there is hope?
When they find out that their last hope is gone, will they be angry?
Can we bear the anger of tens of thousands of people?
Will the leaders of those forces help us deal with the trouble caused by our stupidity?
No!
They won't, they'll just ruthlessly stomp on our chests! "
Zhang Huai'an leaned on the back of the chair with a pale face. His clothes were soaked in cold sweat. He had almost lost the convoy because of his good intentions.
Huang Tingwei did not make a sound. There were still some things that he did not say. He knew that the people who suffered the most in the colony were the children. Every day, there would be children dying from hunger or some other reason. There were thousands of such children, and Huang Tingwei had casually described them as minors.
Huang Tingwei's heart was tormented many times more than Zhang Huai'an's. He swore loyalty to Zhang Xiaoqiang because Zhang Xiaoqiang would treat every child with kindness. He was a teacher and he loved those children. Didn't he throw away the rest of his life for those pitiful children?
Now, there were thousands of children struggling on the line between life and death. The youngest was four or five years old, while the oldest was twelve or thirteen. Their eyes were numb and they were as thin as sticks. They made Huang Tingwei's heart ache when he saw them. He had wanted to call them back to the camp countless times. He wanted to give them clean water, clean clothes, and the food they needed the most.
But he couldn't do that. The convoy had just arrived, and everything was unfamiliar. He believed that once these thousands of children were taken in, countless survivors would come to the convoy and ask to be taken in. With them at the front, the survivors who couldn't be taken in would be filled with despair and anger. The only ones who could provoke their anger would be the other forces. They could use these starving people to uproot the convoy.
He didn't stop Zhang Huai'an from saying those words. He wanted to see if Zhang Xiaoqiang had the courage and confidence to accept tens of thousands of people. Although Zhang Xiaoqiang had rejected him, it didn't mean that he didn't feel disappointed.
Zhang Xiaoqiang didn't see the disappointment in Huang Tingwei's eyes. He looked at Zhang Huai'an and said seriously:
"I escaped from home. I only had a water pipe gun, a hammer, and a sniper crossbow. I didn't even have enough food to last me for a week. A D2 made me climb from the outer wall to the eighth floor, and jump from the fifth floor to the first floor. What do you think of me now?
Am I still using a hammer as a weapon?
Do I still need to be afraid of a D2?
Why do people live?
Isn't it because there is hope? We can't help you today, and we won't be able to help you in the future. Let's take it one step at a time … "
Zhang Xiaoqiang sighed, and his words of encouragement ignited Zhang Huai'an and Huang Tingwei's hope. Their fighting spirit was reignited, and they would work hard for the goal in their hearts.