In a house, eight or nine people gathered, sitting around a round table.
"I object. The people in Oil City reminded us when we left the northern border that we cannot enter the inner city. What if we are discovered by them after a natural disaster passes?" Shan Zheng, the leader of the Storm Party, patted the table several times.
Yingying frowned and said leisurely: "But you also know the current situation, how long we can resist, and there may not be a few left in the end!"
"Brothers are all tired, aren't you?"
He spoke out what many people felt.
Of course I’m tired!
Even taking turns climbing up the outer city wall is still very tiring! Moreover, the tide of zombies is stacking up, and anyone will die if they are not careful. Everyone is afraid of death.
Now that there is an escape route into the inner city, everyone is naturally a little excited.
only....
Before the people from Oil City left, they repeatedly emphasized that they could not enter the inner city.
This is the biggest reason preventing them from entering.
As for how to get in, there are always more solutions than difficulties.
The wall that is more than fifty meters long can be entered if you think of a way. All you need to do is enter one person and then open the inner city gate. It is not too difficult.
"I think what the Eagle said is right. We have reached such a critical moment anyway. There is no way the people in Oil City will let us die!" A man with a mustache stood up and said.
Seeing that someone was supporting him, Eagle was overjoyed and struck while the iron was hot and said impassionedly:
"Their lives are lives, but our lives are not? Everyone has only one life. In order to survive, we must enter the inner city!"
"that's right!"
"I support entering the inner city!"
"Yes! Everyone on the left and right is dead, do it!"
Three more people expressed their attitudes and agreed with the Eagle's proposal to enter the inner city from the outer city.
"Let me say something."
The horses in the caravan also suddenly spoke, and everyone became quiet.
The strength of this caravan is among the best among the many members of the affiliated forces in the north.
His attitude is quite important.
"First point, when they left, Captain Xie told us that anyone who enters the inner city will be killed without mercy! Even if we enter, when the natural disaster is over, they will probably arrive before we leave the northern border.
Everyone, are you confident that you can defeat them?"
Everyone's expressions suddenly changed.
The fear of being dominated by Third Uncle and the others suddenly hit my heart.
Can they survive the fight? Of course not! They know that several forces were dissatisfied before, but were directly suppressed by the people in Oil City, and no one was spared.
"Moreover, we all know their behavior. Do you think we can survive if we go in regardless of their warnings?"
Two consecutive questions made the faces of all the leaders of the affiliated forces present become extremely gloomy.
Ma Ma also told the truth, but the truth was hard to hear.
"Second, what will happen if you enter the inner city? Do you think you will be safe if you enter the inner city? If everyone enters the inner city, who will guard the outer city wall?"
"you?"
"It's still you, Eagle! Eagle, if you can help us hold up the outer city wall alone, I will definitely support entering the inner city with both hands."
When asked by Ma Ma, Eagle simply turned away and did not answer.
How can such a good thing happen? This is treating him as a gunman...
"It seems that no one is willing to do it."
Ma Ma also continued:
"Since we have to enter the inner city and there is no one on the outer city wall, according to the current speed of these zombies stacking up, it is estimated that after we enter the inner city, it will take less than a day for the zombies to enter the outer city, and then pass through the outer city and pile up on the inner city wall
,
By then, the same problems will be faced outside the inner city walls."
"In that case, we will also have to fight against the zombies on the inner city wall. It is not much different from now. At most, we will only gain one day."
"In one sentence, entering the inner city will not solve the fundamental problem, but will block the way back!
Instead of doing this, it is better to think about what we can do now to reduce the combat mortality problem!"
Mamaya's words made all the members present quiet down.
Shan Zheng from the Storm Party took a long breath, picked up the cup and took a sip of water.
"We've almost finished talking, let's show our hands to make the final decision."
"Raise your hands if you disapprove of entering the inner city."
As he spoke, he raised his hand, and Ma Ma did the same without hesitation.
Several leaders of forces who had been silent just now also raised their voices.
Five!
Two more and it will be basically stable.
There are a total of thirteen forces, and it can be decided as long as they get seven votes.
Swish!
The leaders of the Villain Gang and the Lion Army also raised their hands.
Then, another person raised his hand.
Eight votes!
The remaining factions such as the Eagles and the Mighty Gang still did not raise their hands.
Shan Zheng saw that they didn't raise their hands and didn't care, because the situation was now decided.
"Okay, 8:5, the minority obeys the majority."
"Eagle, your proposal to enter the inner city wall has not been passed."
The eagle lowered his head, and a trace of unwillingness and aggrievedness flashed across his face that no one could see.
.....
Oil City.
There was a heavy rain, and Ahong walked out of the oil city with two combatants.
Walk straight towards the Big Mac on the edge of Oil City.
The Big Mac's tires were two meters long, so A Hong and the others didn't even have to bend down or lower their heads when they walked in.
Arriving at the middle of the Big Mac, Ah Hong took out the walkie-talkie from her arms.
"Sun Ji, put the steps down and I'll come up to replace you."
Sun Ji in the Big Mac had his feet on the driving table. After hearing the voice on the intercom, he stood up quickly and said, "Okay, wait until I get off."
He walked downstairs.
Open the armor plate and lower the electric ladder.
"Sun Ji, it's really comfortable in here." A Hong said with a smile after coming up.
Sun Ji was one of the members of the armed police who followed Lao Lu and Lao Xie.
They are considered to be the old people in the Da Zhangshu Base, and they are among the first batch of people to join the Da Zhangshu Base.
After Lao Xie was sent abroad, he brought two of his old subordinates with him, and one of them was Sun Ji.
Most of the armed police members stayed at the headquarters base to garrison.
Sun Ji scratched his head and said, "Since you are here, I will take them down."
"Um."
There are people watching inside this ultimate apocalyptic driving machine 24 hours a day.
Trading bazaar.
In a building, a man wearing a mask and a hat stood by the window with a telescope and looked at the Big Mac in the distance.
"What is this?"
The other survivors in the same room stayed far away from him.
This man once took off his mask. He had no eyebrows and seemed to have been burned by fire. His whole face looked like a demon, and he didn't look easy to mess with.
At this moment, an alarm bell rang from a building nearby.
Didi didi~
In the oil city, the alarm bell rang simultaneously.
Lao Yi, who was in the conference room, stood up, picked up his rifle and hurriedly walked outside.
He rushed into the rain, called a dozen combatants, and ran towards the trading market.
The alarm bell has not sounded for a long time.
The last time was before the thunderstorm started to break out.
Seeing that there was no trouble in the trading market, the third uncle withdrew all the patrol personnel. Unexpectedly, there was a sound today.
"Open the city gate quickly!" Lao Yi shouted towards the guards on the wall of Oil City.
The guards quickly controlled the mechanism and opened the city gate.
Two off-road vehicles sped out.
"West District, Building 6." Lao Yi sat in the passenger seat and said to the driver.
"Okay, Captain."
In less than two minutes, the vehicle arrived outside Building 6 in the West District.
Many people gathered at the entrances of Buildings 5 and 7 on both sides of Building 6, and they all looked this way.
And at the door of Building 6, there was also a group of people standing.
"Come on, come on! How do you think they will handle this matter?"
"How do I know, but...they can't slap themselves in the face, after all, they made those regulations themselves."
"I think that man is quite pitiful..."
"Poor people must have something hateful about them. They told me not to rob other people's property, but this bastard even knocked people unconscious."
....
Crunch——
The SUV stopped at the door of Building 6.
boom!
Lao Yi stepped out of the car and closed the door.
"Cunfa, you two stay here and watch, the others follow me!"
After saying that, he walked towards Building No. 6 with seven or eight people in the rain.
The crowd originally surrounding the door immediately dispersed on both sides, leaving a passage in a small space.
"Who rang the alarm bell?" Lao Yi frowned and asked in the first sentence.
"Me me me." A middle-aged man walked out of the crowd.
With an angry look on his face, he shouted towards the back: "Pull that bastard out of here."
A few people escorted a slovenly man out from behind.
"Boss, we were staying in the room well, and suddenly this bastard ran in from next door and stole our food."
"When our people discovered it, he robbed them and even beat them. Look at my brothers, they were all beaten with stones and bled."
Lao Yi looked in the direction of his finger. There was a man with a cloth wrapped around his head, and blood was still oozing from the cloth.
"Did you all see it? Is what he said true?" Lao Yi did not believe his words and turned to look at the onlookers beside him.
"It's true. I live next door and watched him run over."
"I saw it too."
Hearing that several people had witnessed the testimony, Lao Yi looked at the sloppy man who was being controlled and asked: "What's your name? Do you admit this?"
The slovenly man has a sallow face and thin muscles, with sunken cheeks. He is dressed in ribs, his clothes are baggy, and he is very thin. His hair is like withered grass.
It was obvious at a glance that this man must be hungry.
The sloppy man said nonchalantly:
"My grandpa's name is Xiao Zuliang. If you want to kill or behead him, please do as you please."
"I'm going to starve to death anyway. No matter how I die, I will die. I don't want to be a starving ghost!"
He obviously knew that the consequences of stealing other people's food would be death!
But he still did it because he didn't want to starve to death as he said.
How can a person have any morality when he is extremely hungry?
After seeing his admission, Lao Yi frowned and wondered whether this was a microcosm of the trading market.
After all, the natural disaster has lasted for more than twenty days.
Even if all survivors in the apocalypse have the awareness to store food, after all, some people do not have so much food and cannot survive for long, and there are actually many such people.
"Leader, this person violated the regulations. He should be punished according to the regulations..." The man whose head was shot saw that Lao Yi was silent and worried about letting Xiao Zuliang go, so he said quickly.
Lao Yi sighed, if this was done before the end of the world, stealing food would be nothing more than a small punishment.
But now, food is more valuable than gold.
Although this sloppy man decided to do this because he was extremely hungry.
But after all, it violates the regulations. If we don't strictly implement the regulations in the city entry regulations, how can we convince the public?
If you don't kill, others will do the same, and by then, the trading market that has been immersed in it for a long time will definitely become chaotic again.
He waved his hand and signaled to the combatants behind him to take Xiao Zuliang away and deal with it.
The two combatants saw Lao Yi's gesture, so they walked over and took Xiao Zuliang away from the group.
"Come on, be decisive. I'm full anyway, hahaha." Xiao Zuliang's eyes showed a crazy look, and he didn't seem to have any regrets.
When those survivors saw his appearance, some were astonished to death.
No one knows how long the natural disaster will last, and they don't have much food left.
When there is no food, they will starve to death.
Or...maybe he will follow in the footsteps of Xiao Zuliang,
No one laughed at him.
Everyone watching this scene felt like a dark cloud was covering their hearts, a dark cloud that could not be blown away no matter how hard it was blown away.
"Captain, are you going to handle it here?"
Lao Yi nodded, these survivors must see this scene, otherwise it will not have a shocking effect.
Two combatants dragged Xiao Zuliang into the rain.
Pull out the dagger.
Xiao Zuliang seemed to realize that he was about to be killed.
He said to the combatant next to him: "Brother, please do it more neatly!"
"Thank you!"
The combatant holding the dagger pursed his lips and gritted his teeth.
Phew!
The dagger directly cut off the artery in Xiao Zuliang's neck, and blood gurgled out.
thump!
Xiao Zuliang fell to the ground, and the blood flowing out was quickly washed away by the rain.
The stagnant water was dyed red, but the heavy rainstorm diluted the blood in a short time.
There was silence.
Many survivors watched this scene helplessly, without any joy at all.
On the contrary, they are a little scared and worried.
"Is this...killing?" Someone in the crowd looked at the corpse in horror and whispered.
"Sigh...if you were going to starve to death, would you do this?"
"I don't know. I feel like death is everywhere. It's not scary at all, but I'm afraid of the pain."
"...."
....
"Thank you, leader, thank you, leader." The bleeding man whose head was shot hurriedly thanked Lao Yi and the others.
He was sleeping so well, and suddenly he came out and snatched your food, and even hit you on the head with a rock. Anyone would be angry.
Lao Yi didn't speak, but felt a little tight in his chest.
More importantly, through this incident, he perceived an invisible crisis.
Some survivors in the trading market may face the risk of running out of food, or even have already run out of food.
A very hungry person can do anything.
Although killing this person can deter him for a while, I'm afraid someone will do it again before long.
Just like what Xiao Zuliang said just now, I would rather be a hungry ghost than a starved ghost! Death is everywhere!
But it is impossible for Oil City to give them food.
The purpose of opening a trading market is to increase influence and obtain resource profits.
How can you do anything good!
But, there has to be a solution.
He didn't have a good idea at the moment.
"Is there anything else?" Lao Yi asked, looking at the person who rang the alarm bell.
"No, no, it's just that the grandson ate a lot of food. The grandson ate while running around, wasting a lot of our food, it's so hateful!" the man said with a distressed look on his face.
With twinkling eyes, he looked at Lao Yi and asked:
"I wonder if you can replenish us with the food that he ate? You also know that it's not easy for our small team..."
"roll!"
Upon hearing this unreasonable request, Lao Yi cursed directly.
Then let his men carry the body away.
He did not return to Oil City immediately,
I randomly selected and went to a house in the South District.
As soon as I entered, I saw four or five survivors in the corridor. They were all so hungry that they no longer looked like humans or ghosts.
He was sallow and thin, lying motionless on the ground.
If he hadn't seen the rise and fall of his chest, Lao Yi would have thought that this man was dead.