The grain unloaded from the Port of Veracruz was loaded onto a train and shipped to Mexico City as soon as possible. This time, even the slow Diego government realized that the city's food shortage had reached the point of affecting the foundation of its rule.
When the first batch of 2,000 tons of grain arrived at the Mexico City train station, the news spread immediately. A large crowd gathered outside the train station early, including hundreds of thousands of people.
And more people are coming after hearing the news. The hungry citizens don't even think about how to distribute this batch of food. Anyway, many of them have reached the point where they are willing to pay anything for a mouthful of food.
Faced with this situation, the Enclave garrison escorting the food had to take it upon themselves to carry out food relief on the spot. Various usable kitchen utensils were found one after another, and the army's field cooking truck was even set up to cook food.
The grains provided by Zhou Qingfeng are all aged grains from the real world, mainly corn and wheat. Since they have not undergone post-processing, this batch of grains does not taste very good and has a very musty smell, but for many people who are about to
People who are starving to death have nothing left to worry about.
Since there was not much food and there were almost endless hungry people, the Enclave garrison responsible for providing relief could only use bayonets to maintain order. Machine guns and barricades were set up at the train station, and only a few hundred people were allowed to enter the station at a time to eat food.
The food that each poor person can get is a small bowl of cooked corn, which can make people gobble it up. After eating, another group of people will be let in, and so on.
The actions of the Enclave garrison left the Diego government with no choice but to try to take over the food. The government officials who arrived tried to make up for the situation. They told every poor person who came for relief that the food was prepared for them by the President.
"Governor Alfonso provided this to us. You will only exploit our last copper and leave us alone." At the exit of the train station, a poor man who had just received relief refuted the government officials unceremoniously.
Propaganda. He was obviously full of resentment.
The complaining poor people were quickly dragged out and beaten by several burly policemen. After three or two blows, they ran out of energy. The government officials in charge of publicity were very satisfied with this, and grabbed an electric horn full of gangster habits and continued to loudly promote this.
Benefits granted by the President.
The body was quickly dragged away, but the blood stains left on the ground were shocking. The poor people who were slowly leaving the train station dared not speak out. Today's Diego government has a bad reputation, and the atrocities committed by government officials cannot be blamed.
No guidance was given. Quiet discussions soon replaced loud protests.
"This is obviously the rescue provided by Governor Alfonso."
"I heard that the city of Merida is well governed and the people there have enough to eat."
"It's a pity we didn't have such a governor."
The whispers spread quickly, and the poor people at the bottom had already suppressed their anger. If they had not faced the wolf-like government armed forces, they would have wanted to resist. It was only then that the Diego regime thought of coming to fight for it.
It is too late for public support.
In order to improve the efficiency of relief, the Enclave garrison quickly expanded food distribution stations and dispersed the flow of people receiving food. After all, everyone crowded into the train station, and there was not enough water at the station.
As more and more outlets distribute food, more and more people are grateful to 'Governor Alfonso'. Nowadays, no one in the city has any good impressions of the current government, but they are very grateful to Governor Alfonso from outside.
Great expectations.
This situation even affects the zombie president who stays in the National Palace. It rarely leaves his large desk and walks to the window to look out. Outside the National Palace is the spacious Constitution Square, which has become an important place for distributing food.
Place.
Seeing thousands of poor people lining up to receive relief, the zombie president said slowly and hoarsely: "These people are not grateful to me."
"Why should the citizens be grateful to you?" a fast-speaking female voice asked from behind the zombie president.
The President turned around and saw that Nova, who was changing its blood every day, walked in from outside the room. It snorted twice and said: "I have the power to rule this country. I spent gold from the treasury to get food for them.
I certainly deserve the gratitude of these people."
"It's ridiculous, it's you who brought this country to such a disaster." Nova mocked disdainfully. She was too lazy to argue with a zombie, but put the medical kit she kept on her desk on her desk to prepare for the blood transfusion today.
instrument.
The zombie president left the window and continued: "The Enclave's garrison refused to hand over the food to me. Their patience seems to have reached its limit. My people will not be allowed to interfere with this relief at all."
"Because your people only know how to be corrupt, you will send the food to the warehouse for storage. Those who really need the food will not be able to get it even if they starve to death." Nova laughed heartily. She has been in a bad temper these past two days.
I always feel like I've had enough of my current life.
"I don't deny what you said, but Mexico belongs to me. The reason why this country is like this is because there are too many constraints and no one can implement my will." The zombie president suddenly clasped his hands and bones and said in a deep voice:
"But I still have a chance, and I will truly gain power."
"I have dissected dozens of zombie heads, and I have never seen you so arrogant." Nova prepared for a blood transfusion with annoyance. She just wanted to finish today's work quickly, even if she went back to prison to take it with her
No matter what.
Half an hour later, the daily blood transfusion to the zombie president was completed. Nova had been listening to the other party's bragging, as if talking in gibberish about the topic 'With Alfonso's support, the balance of power in Mexico City will be broken'.
"That bad boy Alfonso knew that I was short of food, so he forced me to pay the remaining 25 tons in one lump sum. But as long as he can send me the remaining 40,000 tons of food, the money is still worth it.
"
The zombie president was obviously very satisfied with the current situation. After completing the blood transfusion, he leaned on the chair and watched Nova pack the equipment in the medical box. "Miss Nova, when I get through this difficulty, I will definitely build a world-class biochemical hospital for you."
Laboratory."
"Hmph..., I don't expect this at all." Nova was still disdainful. She grabbed the medical kit and walked out. When she left the door of the President's Office, she heard the zombie in the room say "See you tomorrow"
.
"See you, hell! I really want to blow that zombie's head off with one punch." Nova cursed in her heart. She was escorted away again by two soldiers of the Presidential Guard, and she felt very upset.
gas.
"And that damn Alfonso, why didn't he make any movement? Did I make a mistake?" Nova was very irritated. The mechanical arm holding the medical box couldn't help but use a little more force to lift the metal handle of the box.
They're all out of shape.
And just when Nova was walking around in the heavily guarded National Palace, and when she came to a corridor and was about to leave, she suddenly felt a fluctuation in the air a few meters in front of her.
Nova was frightened by this strange scene and stopped, and the soldiers around her also noticed something was wrong. The latter immediately took aim with their guns.
But Nova, who had always kept her composure, reacted extremely quickly. She gave an unexpected shout, slammed the medical box in her hand at the guard on the right, and waved the gloved mechanical fist to the left. The hard fist hit the other guard.
The soldier beat his head so badly that blood flowed, and he screamed and fell to the ground.
These two lightning strikes startled the fluctuating air, and he exclaimed: "I didn't expect, Nova, you can fight so well?!"