Manhattan, New York, is an island in the river. It relies on a large number of bridges and tunnels to communicate with the outside world. Now these channels are blocked by various damaged vehicles. The advantage of this situation is that it is very troublesome for outsiders to come in, but the disadvantage is that the people inside have to
Getting out is also difficult.
Various illegal immigrants and gangsters in Brooklyn are trying their best to break through various obstacles to come to Manhattan to make a fortune. However, people in Manhattan often do not have the firm belief to grit their teeth and escape.
Zhou Qingfeng followed Uncle Zheng and met several leaders in this Chinese barricade area. After a few chats, he found that these guys were still hoping for a savior to descend from the sky and save them from the sea of suffering.
And ask them why they don't find a way to escape on their own? This problem is complicated!
How to escape? Where to escape? How to organize? How to survive? Do you need to bring the pots and pans with you? How to solve the problem of eating, drinking and eating along the way? Just for such trivial matters, a group of scattered people discussed it for seven days without any result.
What frightened the Chinese people in the entire barricade area the most was - "More than 200 of us have died, more than 200 people! All those who tried to escape died miserably on the streets, and everyone was scared."
These words came from the optimistic Uncle Zheng. It can be seen that the people in the barricade area were confused by the predicament before them, and the huge casualties made them don't know what to do!
Faced with this situation, Zhou Qingfeng also sighed. If he hadn't seen the movie, if he hadn't known that the following days would become more and more sad day by day, if he hadn't made up his mind to fight to the death from the beginning, I'm afraid he would have fallen into this kind of situation.
In difficult situations, he will go with the crowd and sit down and watch. Wait and take a look. If no one else dares to run away, he will definitely not dare to run away either.
As a result, everyone was paralyzed by the false sense of security behind the barricade, and each one exhausted all their living supplies in panic, and in the end they could only wait to die.
"You can't do this. More than 200 people have died now, which scares you. But do you know how many people have died on the streets of Manhattan? At least 20,000!
Just four days ago, I rescued more than 600 people from the Manhattan subway. But do you know how many people died in the subway? More than 2,000 people died under the City Hall subway station alone. Among the survivors,
Many of them survive by eating dead human flesh. How many of you are so cruel?
Do you smell the strong stench in the air? This is the smell of corpses. A large number of corpses are stinking on the streets of Manhattan! If you want to survive, you must be mentally prepared to sacrifice half of your people and fight to the death at all costs.
Only by fleeing can you survive the other half."
Zhou Qingfeng's words made everyone in the restaurant turn pale. Even Marco, who had served as a soldier and had ridiculed him, also had a look of horror on his face. He hoped that his heartfelt words would wake up the compatriots in front of him and make them laugh.
They took action, organized themselves, and rushed out without sacrificing their courage.
But..., after Zhou Qingfeng finished yelling, he looked around and found that the people in front of him had no reaction at all except fear.
No one said anything, no one took a stand, no one was moved to stand up and say that he was willing to sacrifice and seek a way for others to survive.
A plate of loose sand!
Looking at the numb faces, Zhou Qingfeng felt sad in his heart. He found that he could do nothing at all in the face of this situation. He finally whispered: "In a catastrophe, ordinary people will die in droves. Dead people.
People like you are so used to living in the city that they have lost the ability to venture out. You are really pitiful and hateful."
"Uncle Zheng, I want to borrow a road from you to go to Bloem Street. I hope you can allow it." Zhou Qingfeng could only retreat to the next best thing and return to his original request.
Uncle Zheng, who was middle-aged, obviously thought more about it. He took Zhou Qingfeng's hand and said earnestly: "Xiao Zhou, everyone understands what you said. What can you do if you understand? There is still nothing we can do!
The people here are all big families with children, and they are all the pillars of the family. If you ask them to sacrifice, what will happen after the sacrifice is over? Will the rest of the family all die? How about you come and help us?
Can you think of other ways?"
Uncle Zheng dragged Zhou Qingfeng tightly, sweating all over his head with anxiety. As long as his brain was not damaged, everyone knew that the current situation was getting worse day by day. Everyone started to get together and thought that they would soon have a unified opinion, but
Who knew that this quarrel would last for seven days.
Everyone wakes up every day regretting why they didn't reach an agreement yesterday and hurriedly escape from the hell of Manhattan. But when they meet to discuss, everyone has different opinions, each with their own opinions and difficulties, and then another day passes.
Already.
On the other hand, after Zhou Qingfeng, who was full of murderous intent, wild and fierce, appeared, Uncle Zheng seemed to see hope - this is the temperament that a backbone in troubled times should have! No matter what he does,
It's better than doing nothing.
"I have no other choice." Zhou Qingfeng broke free from Uncle Zheng's hand without hesitation. We are all compatriots, but he did not have the noble sentiments to plunge his life into this muddy water. "The most I can do is
I remind you again, if you want to survive, you must be prepared to kill and injure half of your people."
After saying this, Zhou Qingfeng turned and left. He contacted Catalina by radio, then contacted the sentry at the barricade, brought the fierce girl over, and together they went to another territorial power behind the barricade area.
"You seem to have an ugly face." Catalina asked as she walked side by side with Zhou Qingfeng.
"I think I am lucky to have companions like you." Zhou Qingfeng said.
"Really?" Catalina asked with a smile: "Why?"
"Ruthless enough, rogue enough, shameless enough. I have killed people, seen blood, and can face death directly, whether it is my own death or the death of others, I am very calm." Zhou Qingfeng felt that compared with this group of hesitant compatriots
, butchers with bad personalities are all cute. At least the butcher can understand what he says. But now these compatriots have no reaction at all except being frightened even more stupidly by him.
"Hahaha...!" Catalina laughed heartily, "I can probably guess who you are facing? Don't blame them. These people have not experienced cruel wars, and they are not like you.
They are cold-blooded animals by nature."
"Please, am I cold-blooded? I took great risks and spent four days to save more than 600 people, including you. This is considered cold-blooded."
"Ah..., yes! A hot-blooded hero, a hot-blooded hero who hides oranges secretly while avoiding the sight of his companions."
"Hey, I'm just collecting some supplies. And you all took most of my oranges."
"Hahaha..., I just want to steal it! I even want to steal the rest of you."
After joking around with Catalina, Zhou Qingfeng felt a little better. He was glad that he still had such fast-working companions and didn't have to worry about trivial things.
But after Catalina Ruiwen finished laughing, she asked Zhou Qingfeng in a deep voice: "Aren't you willing to help your compatriots?"
"I can't help them, my abilities are too limited."
"It's not that you can't help, you just find it troublesome. If there were a group of British people here, I would definitely find a way to help them."
"Why?"
"Because I firmly believe that the disaster will pass and social order will be restored one day."
"Miss Ruiwen, you are so naive!"
"Victor Hugo, are you mocking me?"
"Ah..., Katarina, you are not allowed to kick people with your legs. This is a foul."