In the crowd, some people saw that after Lao Bi and others left, some people had not grabbed much food because of their slow hand speed. At this time, they were a little angry and said:
"Why, why can't we get food? Isn't this food just for distribution to everyone?"
"Yes, yes, why is it that Captain Fang and the others can take a whole truck's worth of food, but we can only take a little bit, but not even a little bit."
"This is unfair, so unfair."
"Aren't you just serving the people? Why do you dare to shoot us?"
Among them, there were two people who had recently been shot and killed, and they seemed to be their family members. They were holding the bodies and crying bitterly.
"People's hearts are not old. The soldiers are killing people. They don't care about our life or death. Take off their skins!"
"You keep saying it's for us, but now you point your gun at weaklings like us. My son, you died miserably. Even if you are a ghost, don't let them go..."
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Sounds like this were heard constantly, making Lao Luo and others feel extremely uncomfortable after hearing them.
We have just told them that we will distribute it to them, so why are we still robbing it?
Moreover, in the hearts of Xiao Ding and Xiao Liu, they were even more upset.
Why should I give them the food that I, the captain, and the others had worked so hard to get back at the expense of so many teammates?
These people still robbed it so naturally, and after robbing it, they justly said that it was going to be given to them in the first place.
Where is the face?
So, Xiao Liu and Xiao Ding glared at these people, wishing to shoot them straight with the guns in their hands.
At this time, they also understood why Da Zhangshu Base in the far north adopted such rules and why food was not given directly to survivors.
Because getting something without effort will easily fuel the arrogance of these people.
Without strong suppression, there would be no authority.
If you first give people despair and then provide a very small amount of help, it will make these people grateful.
Dou Mien, Sheng Miqiu.
Lao Luo stood in front of the crowd and turned around to see that the back compartment was opened and the food was poured onto the floor.
There is still some food in the car, but just looking at the food, it seems that one-third of it has been moved away by them.
How long has it been?
This is exactly the same scene as before the end of the world, when a large truck transporting things overturned and the things were scattered on the ground, and the villagers on both sides of the road swarmed and snatched them away.
Human nature never changes.
Greed and selfishness will never change.
Perhaps it is a deep-rooted concept for them that the law does not punish everyone.
Lao Luo suddenly closed his eyes and opened them after a few seconds.
With a pair of eyes that seemed to kill someone, he stared directly at the people in front of him.
A strong sense of oppression suppressed the hundreds of people in front of them.
The people in front of them all avoided Captain Luo's eyes, not daring to look at each other.
Some felt guilty, while others held their necks high, but they were quickly defeated by Captain Luo's eyes.
The noise gradually subsided.
The whole scene became quiet.
Captain Luo stood at a higher place and said to everyone: "We will distribute the food to you, but this is not our obligation, but to help you this time.
Those who just took the food should come up now and throw the food back. If we find them, we will kill them on the spot!"
The murderous look of Captain Luo is definitely not a joke.
Behind the crowd, there was a person pushing a small cart. When he heard what Captain Luo said, he sneaked back and wanted to leave.
boom!
A gunshot! The man was killed directly.
Killing decisively, Lao Luo now looks like a god of murder.
The lessons learned from the past have made everyone dare not have extra thoughts, and these people dare not cheat again.
So Lao Luo asked Xiao Ding and Xiao Liu to hold firearms and ask these people to hand over the food they were holding one by one.
Don’t worry about scarcity, but worry about inequality.
Some people complained a little. After all, just now, some people grabbed the food early, pushed the carts and carried away hundreds of kilograms at once.
Now I don’t know how much Lao Luo can give, so when I handed it in, I was somewhat reluctant.
But after all, Lao Luo also said that he would give it to them, so he wanted to wait and see how much each person could receive.
After waiting for a while and spending a lot of effort, the people in front of me finally handed over the food.
The Captain Luo in front of me can really kill people.
The same goes for Lao Bi just now. The few people lying on the ground were all telling everyone about the consequences of disobedience.
However, the family members and friends of those who were shot and killed all stared at Captain Luo and the others with hatred.
It's just one of them who is robbing. There are so many people robbing, so why bother them?
After collecting the food, Captain Luo looked at the dense crowd.
I can't help but feel a little bit of pressure.
There were nearly 700 people, and there were more than 100 people who had just robbed food and fled.
If it is not distributed to these people, it will definitely not work, unless we can make preparations to ignore Mr. Ye's teachings in the past and kill them all.
But there were so many people, and even if I killed them all, I couldn't do it myself.
Too few points will definitely cause riots again.
Dividing more and less has become the biggest problem.
Captain Luo couldn't help but call Li Yu, thinking what would Li Yu do if he were here?
After thinking for a while, he finally smiled bitterly.
Maybe, Li Yu's personality is still the same and he doesn't know how to express himself at all.
When she was in a dilemma, Xiaoshi walked out of the room, saw Captain Luo, walked over and said, "Uncle Luo, grandpa is awake."
Captain Luo thought for a while and was a little reluctant, because based on his understanding of Mr. Ye, he must serve the people wholeheartedly and would definitely give these people the most food.
Captain Luo felt that these people were not worthy.
However, after hearing that Mr. Ye woke up, he still had to go there.
After explaining to Yi Longfei, he followed the security team and walked over.
In the room, Mr. Ye woke up, but he seemed to be dying. He was deeply shocked when he heard about the rebellion of Fang Tong and Xie Weishan.
He was already weak, but now he is like a candle that will be extinguished at any time.
"Mr. Ye." Captain Luo walked over with worry in his eyes.
"What's the situation outside now?" Mr. Ye said word by word. Although the speed was very slow, he could still understand what he meant.
Captain Luo thought about it and didn't want to hide it from him, so he told Mr. Ye one by one the actual situation outside.
Ye Lao stared at the ceiling blankly, the light in his eyes seemed to dim a lot.
"Mr. Ye?" Captain Luo said worriedly when he saw Mr. Ye's appearance.
Mr. Ye has always believed that for the people, the people are the foundation of everything.
If you win people's hearts, you can save the world.
As long as we can continue to unite, we can continue to solve problems.
However, it has been so long since the apocalypse broke out. The raging zombies, heavy rain attacks, flooded land, ice and snow disasters, and extreme drought have all brought great pressure to them.
They also tried planting crops outside the base, but when the zombie wave came, wind and rain also followed.
The raging ice and snow has put even more pressure on planting.
Coupled with the uncertainty of zombies, they need to spend a lot of energy and vigilance when planting.
Extreme drought weather has caused many crops to die.
After planting, there would be no harvest, but the harvest is not proportional to the effort. In order to grow one season of rice, they sacrificed nearly 10 lives.
Unexpectedly, food has become the biggest issue uniting the survivors.
Food problems have also become the biggest obstacle to their survival.
This is not an ordinary apocalypse. There are not only zombies in this apocalypse, but also various natural disasters.
Ye Lao seemed to have lost his energy and energy. He did not expect the betrayal of Fang Tong and Xie Weishan.
Nor did he think of the betrayal of the people. It was not a betrayal, but something close to it.
For a moment, he didn't know what the future direction would be. He didn't know if what he was doing was right.
"Mr. Ye, we only have two-thirds of the grain in the truck now, and we probably won't be able to get back the rest.
By estimation, there should be about 10 tons, or about 20,000 kilograms. These are unhulled rice, and if it is turned into rice, it will probably be even less," said Lao Luo.
Mr. Ye fell into thinking.
If all the 20,000 jins are distributed, everyone outside will only be able to get 28 jins.
However, it is impossible to distribute them all.
After this incident, he also understood an important truth. People are a double-edged sword. More people are more powerful, but only through unity can we be more powerful.
Otherwise, there will be constant conflicts and fights, which will only lead to endless internal friction. On the contrary, it will be able to play a smaller role.
If there are too many people, it will be difficult to manage. It will also be more likely to cause conflicts.
"How much do you think is appropriate?" Mr. Ye suddenly looked at Captain Luo and asked.
