This base, which had existed for more than half a year, was completely wiped out.
There were not even some food residues on the ground.
Many survivors do not hide food at all, but eat it immediately after getting it.
I ate until I couldn't eat anymore and stuffed it into my stomach.
There were one or two people who choked to death.
Most people don't dare to hide food, because if they hide it, it will be discovered sooner or later. Only when it is eaten is it theirs.
In the process of snatching food, the big fish eats the small fish, and the small fish eats the shrimp.
There were originally some children, but it was often difficult for children to survive. Finally, most of this refugee group is now adults.
Zhou Wulu successively found 6 more people who had joined the base before.
Now, in addition to the second and fourth children, there are 12 people. Including Zhou Wu Lu, there are a total of 15 people on their side.
They did not leave the group.
Because Zhou Wulu wanted to take revenge, and among these thousands of people, the person who killed Liuzi was hidden.
After burying the sixth son and the third child, Zhou Wulu summoned the remaining people.
"We have no food now, and it is difficult to obtain food. We have searched the surrounding area, and there is basically no new food. In other words, if we don't look for food, we will starve to death." Zhou Wulu said.
"Squad leader, what do you think we should do?" said the second child.
"Squad leader, we still listen to you." said the fourth child.
"Brother Zhou, what are you saying? We still believe you. Even if we didn't give food to the mother and daughter, other survivors would have come. You don't have to take the responsibility on yourself."
"Yes, Brother Zhou, we believe you!"
Zhou Wulu's eyes became hot and he almost shed tears. However, he still didn't shed tears.
Hatred burst out in his eyes, and he said with ferocity: "Since they are robbing us, we will join them. We follow this group of people, and they have no heads anyway. If we unite, we can rob them."
"I must find the person who killed Xiao Si. I want revenge. I want to follow them and keep killing them." Zhou Wulu had hatred in his eyes.
The few people who joined the base nearby also had hatred in their eyes. This raid also killed some of their family members, relatives and friends. There were too many people, and they didn't know who did it until the end.
Perhaps, they all took action.
The law does not punish the public. It is a choice.
but.
You can also kill everyone!
This is also an option.
Follow them, join them, kill them.
Kill slowly!
No one raised any objection.
No one thinks this is a bad thing.
No one thought it was immoral.
Morality, in this apocalypse, will only make a person die faster.
Morality can influence one person, or it may also influence a group of people.
But it can't change a group of people who are about to starve to death.
Because the desire to survive is human nature.
Most people cannot escape from their nature.
In other words, it is a luxury for a hungry person to have morality.
After everyone agreed, they began to search the nearly 2,000 people to see who still had food.
The nearly 2,000 refugees were disorganized and disorganized.
No one believes anyone.
These are not the victims of disasters in ancient times. Most of the victims of disasters in ancient times were tenant farmers. They were either people who did not have farmland at home, or they were landlords who had lost their wealth to farmers, but there were relatively few of them.
Most of these refugees have received nine years of compulsory education, and many have received university education, which has opened their minds.
They have their own ideas, and they will not trust anyone easily, coupled with the background of the end of the world.
They only believe in one thing, food.
Wherever there is food, they run. This is the only motivation that drives them to action.
In this atmosphere, human nature is reduced to the lowest level.
From time to time, among these refugees, there is a scene where a piece of biscuit is exchanged for a sex session.
These women have no expression on their faces and no trace of flesh on their bodies.
Dirty, no matter what the man on the body does.
Until a few minutes later, I felt a tremor.
He lifted it up skillfully and then stretched out his hand: "Cookies."
The man refused and smiled: "I lied to you."
Pick up your pants, put on your shoes and walk somewhere else.
Phew!
The man turned his back to the woman and saw a knife stabbed through the abdomen.
He seemed to be trying to struggle, but was stabbed twice by the woman very quickly.
During the whole process, the woman showed no expression, was numb and stiff.
He took out the half pack of biscuits from the man's trouser pocket, shook his trouser pocket, and licked the crumbs of biscuits inside.
The woman wiped the dagger in her hand on the man's pants, thought about it, and took off the man's shirt.
This was the woman's first time killing someone. She had killed zombies before, but never killed anyone.
However, she killed very neatly, without trembling or fear.
Calmly, as if he had been killed countless times.
Since her parents died, her husband protected her and her son died.
My son was bitten to death by a zombie.
She lost her purpose in living.
But, the obsession of living in the heart of people made her feel that she should not die easily.
So in various complicated situations, he still survived.
After the drought, she also exchanged her body for food, sometimes with success and sometimes with failure.
She wanted to kill those people who prostituted themselves for free more than once!
Deep in her heart, she had planned it countless times.
What kind of knife to use, when to kill, from which angle to kill, how will you feel after killing?
She had imagined it countless times in her mind.
She even fantasized about whether she would be nervous and trembling after killing someone.
Will you be afraid?
She also imagined that after killing someone, she would feel calm, her hands would not shake, and she would even have a smile on her lips.
Until, this time, he actually killed someone.
It seems that killing someone is no big deal.
Because after killing someone, the reason for trembling is fear, fear of being punished.
It comes from external punishment from others, inner moral condemnation, and also worries about whether the ghost of the person who was killed will find him.
However, if she is not afraid of death, it doesn’t matter about morality, it doesn’t matter about ghosts - even if there are ghosts, then wait until she is dead before killing ghosts!
Then, what else is there to be afraid of?
There are many scenes similar to this woman's, but it's not just because of sex. It may also be for other reasons.
Father and son kill each other. Brothers kill each other. Sisters kill each other.
All.
Etiquette has collapsed, and morals have completely deteriorated.
A person without morals can live, but he does not live like a human being.
A moral person cannot live, but he dies like a human being.
As we get further back, there are more and more immoral people.
In this apocalyptic world, it is full of murderous intent and hostility.
Full of malice.
Zhou Wulu and others followed the large army all the way south.
On several nights, they also robbed several smaller groups, killed them, and then robbed them of the food they had hidden deeply.
After grabbing the food, they killed them again. Zhou Wulu and others no longer felt any guilt after killing people.
Because this is their counterattack, sometimes they will suffer inner torture and fall into confusion.
However, they are good at convincing themselves not to feel guilty.