The thousands of people who had fought on the wall last night returned to the camp one after another. After eating breakfast, they each found a good place to sleep. Here, there was no separation of forces. Everyone was mixed together, eating and sleeping together. Only when it was time to fight would they find their respective commanders. Other than the female soldiers who lived alone, in the former fields, thousands of people slept on the ground all day. Most of them were sleeping, but there was a small group of people who did not sleep. They had not broken free from yesterday's fierce battle. Each of them sat on the ground with their rifles. No one knew what they were thinking.
Because of the night's hard battle, there was a surge of tyranny in these people's hearts. They always wanted to find something to vent, and the only thing that could let them vent was women. They did not sleep. They took out the non-staple food that was given to them by the camp and went to the temporary camp of the poor people to find women to vent. There was no shelter in the camp of the poor people. At most, there was a dirty sheet. They were chased out of their homes. They carried their worthless belongings and slept in the field next to the camp by the lake. They were given a bottle of water and two rice balls every day.
They waited by the lake for the rice balls to be distributed every day. It seemed like they were kept in a pen like pigs, but no one complained. Before, they did not starve to death. Every day, they could eat two rice balls mixed with rotten vegetables. Here, they did not have to do anything and could eat two rice balls. It was a kind of luck. If there were no zombies outside, they could continue living like this. It was believed that this was a blessing for them.
In the entire colony, all the combatants had a unified meal provided by the camp. In addition to rice, vegetables and meat soup, every combatant could also get some non-staple food. Most of them were snacks before the apocalypse. Although most of them had passed their expiration date, no one cared. There were also some marinated dried fish. The big black fish brought countless fish meat to the camp. In the apocalypse, fish meat was a luxury. The ordinary members of the camp could eat it once a week. Most of the fish meat was made into military rations, which were only provided to the troops. Except for the official members, everyone could eat it. The ordinary militia only got two taels a day.
This created a polarization. The official soldiers ate fish until they wanted to vomit, while the ordinary soldiers looked forward to having fish for a meal. After the battle to defend the encampment began, the other troops were also able to eat fish. Although it was only dried fish, it was still a rare delicacy to them.
Some of the soldiers took the dried fish that they could not bear to eat and looked for women to vent their anger and fear. Even more of them ate their share. Although they wanted to vent, they did not dare to act recklessly. The colony's stability was the most important. Anyone who acted recklessly would be beheaded. It did not matter if they were commoners or soldiers. They could only look at the female barracks not far away and smell the faint scent of women in the wind. They swallowed their saliva to satisfy their cravings.
Among these people, there was a man wearing a tattered police uniform who was also looking in that direction. He casually threw the Type-95 Rifle at his feet. He hugged his leg and looked coldly at Mu Peipei who was walking out of the female barracks. Mu Peipei had been fighting for the past few days, causing her to look haggard, but it could not hide her beauty. Her tight clothes made her body curves more distinct. Just by looking at Mu Peipei's back, many people felt a burning desire in their hearts. They looked greedily at Mu Peipei. Their hearts were filled with fantasies, but they only dared to look. They all knew that Mu Peipei could kill zombies as easily as chopping cabbages.
The expressions of the men around her varied. Only the policeman did not change from beginning to end. His face had a greenish hue. There was no oily or rosy glow to it. It was more like the skin of a dead person.
Staring at Mu Peipei's charming face, the man's eyes shot out a trace of lust and madness. His eyes were crazed, but his face was like a withered tree. It made him look like he was in a dilemma.
When Mu Peipei entered the women's camp, the gate of the women's camp leaned against two assault vehicles with heavy machine guns. Everything returned to normal. The soldiers who had fantasized lost their interest and fell asleep. The policeman slowly lay on the ground and covered himself with a sheet. Through the gap between the sheets, it could be seen that the policeman was tearing something on his face. Not long after, a piece of human skin was torn off from his face. The moment it was torn off, it was as if the person's face was really torn off. The black and red facial muscles were exposed. The huge eyeballs in the eye sockets were eerie. The madness in the pupil could make everyone who saw it feel cold. He was Wang Rui, who was wanted by the entire gathering place …
Wang Rui had changed his face. He was like a poisonous snake hiding in Qian Kaixi's team. The poor people in the camp were waiting and suffering. They received a piece of news that made all the brave people's hearts beat faster. After the zombies left, they would be able to escape from the gathering place. At least they would not have to stay in the gathering place and wait for death. In the past, they were not willing to escape because the gathering place was safe enough. Now, they were just waiting for death. Since they were going to die, why not fight with all their might?
When the leaders of the gathering place were anxious because of the zombie tide, outside of their sight, the poor people decided to take action for their own lives.
Maybe because of the poor people's weak performance, the gathering place looked down on the 40,000 poor people. They only sent less than a hundred people to maintain order. These hundred people were led by two policemen. They led more than a hundred armed men with cold weapons to patrol the poor camp. During the day, all the poor people were very quiet. At night, pairs of restless eyes stared at the people patrolling the camp.
The bright moonlight shone from the night sky, making the whole lakeside camp into a silver world. In the silver world, there were shadows. In the shadows, pairs of crazy eyes stared at the patrol members who were walking under the moonlight. The whole camp was silent. Even the snoring sound from yesterday had disappeared. Only the patrolling members' footsteps could be heard from time to time. The patrolling members were in teams of ten. They walked in the field where 40,000 people were sleeping. They were like ants scattered on a chessboard. These ants yawned and weakly walked on the ground that was full of sleeping people.
Time passed slowly. When a dark cloud came out of nowhere and blocked the moonlight, darkness fell on the ground again. At this time, a whistle came from the center. The people around the patrolling members exploded. Men with crazy eyes, like wild beasts, let out low growls and pounced on them.
For a moment, the whole camp was filled with the muffled sound of blunt weapons hitting human bodies. Occasionally, there was a muffled groan and the crisp sound of bones breaking. All the poor people in the camp were silent. No one shouted. They covered their ears and lay on the ground, trembling. They hoped that those people would not hit them. Less than two thousand people set off a wave that shocked the whole poor camp. Even if the lakeside camp was less than a kilometer away from them.
Even if those heavily armed soldiers were closer to them than the lakeside camp, they did not want to be the first bird to stand out. They only hoped for temporary safety. They did not want to face the anger of the leaders of the gathering place tomorrow.