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169. The tragedy of the last days

Gu Fan watched this scene.

He laughed as if laughing at himself.

I have to say that sometimes people like Wang Dafu are better able to get along and do well in the apocalypse.

If it had been Gu Fan... maybe there would have been blood all over the ground and corpses scattered all over the place.

base!!

The team led by the Iron Chariot slowly drove into the base.

Wherever everyone's eyes touched, there were human beings everywhere, but they looked gloomy and gloomy.

Disgraced.

Ragged clothes.

After this month of disaster, those handsome men and beautiful women no longer have their former charm.

In the past, the trendy handsome boys in the city were all dressed in tatters and their faces were gray and black.

Those once exquisite and beautiful girls became stinky after not taking a bath for a month. They lost the meticulous decoration of cosmetics and various skin care products, and now they all turned into sloppy village girls...

"These ordinary people have a hard time."

“My nutrition is not up to par, my face is sallow and my muscles are thin, and I can barely survive on the disaster relief food distributed by the army.”

Wang Dafu looked at this group of people and shook his head: "Some people don't even have the strength to work. They can't even move bricks in the military base."

Look carefully.

Among the crowd, many people became skinny and skinny.

They haven't had a full meal for a long, long time, and their stomachs have long been starved.

After consuming the fat energy in the body, it is very difficult to walk, let alone work.

Everyone looked further into the distance.

In the huge square where the military base originally practiced, one broken tent after another was erected.

Waves of smoke rose from the vicinity of the tent. People used simple wood to set up a barbecue grill. Families of three or five gathered together to cook rice soup in a dark iron pot and eat a big pot of rice.

"Those people have settled in this tent?"

Le Zhiqi asked curiously.

She saw that many men and women in the tents had re-established their families, and some women still held babies in their arms who were waiting to be fed.

"After the end of the world, most people will be displaced, and their wives and husbands will die."

Wang Dafu sighed: "But people have to continue to live. They need comfort and a husband and wife to support each other. It is normal to start a family again."

It makes sense.

How cruel and terrible is the end of the world?

Countless people have been displaced, their families have been destroyed, and their wives and children have been separated.

People must have a goal to live on. Many men and women have become each other's support, hugging each other to comfort the injured and desperate souls, and at the same time, they can also help each other.

"Those people are quite happy."

"They have re-established a family. At least they have a companion and a place to live."

"There are too many refugees in the base, and many of them live in the open, living on the streets and enduring the rain and sun."

Xu Haihai also sighed, those people cooking a light pot of rice in the tents could actually be called happy.

There are also a large number of refugees living in the open.

They had no shelter, so they simply lay down on the dusty ground to sleep. When night fell, they shivered and huddled together, or even hugged each other in groups to keep each other warm.

Too miserable.

After the end of the world, even in this safest military base, ordinary people's lives will still be difficult.

At this time... there was a commotion in the distance.

"Who wants to work!!"

A strong man in a vest walked up to the crowd and shouted: "Come over if you have the strength to work, we need 100 places."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

The surrounding survivors quickly got up from the ground and began to compete for these 100 precious places.

"I do!!"

"I have strength, and my whole body is full of strength!"

"Brother, my wife and children are still waiting for dinner, please let me go!!"

This strong man in a vest was quickly surrounded by a crowd of people, vying to get to work.

"We are from the Black Tiger Society."

"These one hundred quotas must be obedient. Anyone who makes trouble will be killed. Do you understand?"

The strong man showed a ruthless expression, and the people around him nodded, indicating that they knew the rules.

Military bases need to be built.

Casting the city walls, transporting materials, cutting down the surrounding forests, and a series of other things required a lot of hard work.

However, it is impossible for the base to allow all the more than 400,000 refugees to work!!

There are only about 10,000 to 20,000 jobs per day, and even then it is difficult to manage. Sometimes the coolie refugees will cause trouble, and it will end up being very troublesome.

Some people formed social groups to temporarily solve this problem.

No one dared to resist.

Anyone who resists will be beaten.

Anyone who dares to cause trouble will be beaten severely, sometimes even to a point of being maimed, or even worse, someone else will be killed.

"If you want to work, you must be obedient."

"In addition, our Black Tiger Gang did not give this opportunity in vain. We must pay for the protection, and we will give 50% of the food after the work is done!!"

The strong man's words immediately caused an uproar among the people.

50% protection fee.

After a hard day's work, in the end I had to give the Black Tiger Gang half of the reward.

They don't have to do anything, they just sit and collect food. Every grain of food is the hard-earned money of the refugees.

"That's not fair!!"

“We have worked hard all day, why should we give you half of it??”

"No, it's exhausting work, but you can just sit back and enjoy the results. I'm not going to do it anymore!!"

Many people are agitated. Although the Black Tiger Gang has provided opportunities, isn't the 50% commission too excessive?

This is the overlord clause.

This is a squeezing of the naked fruit, leaving no way for people to survive??

Every grain of food is the result of the hard work and sweat of the refugees!

But in the end, it became the steaming white flour steamed buns in the hands of the gang members, and it could even be said to be flesh and blood steamed buns...

Too much??

"If you don't do this, get out of here!!"

The member of the Black Tiger Gang snorted coldly and continued to shout: "There are plenty of people to do this job. Anyone who accepts 50% of the protection fee will come to me."

Although the refugee survivors are angry, unwilling, painful and desperate.

But when faced with the overlord’s terms, what qualifications do the weak have to resist?

Those men, their wives are starving to death, and their children are still crying for food. The only way to earn more food is to work hard!!

"I'll do it!"

"I'll give you half of your salary and food, can't you do that?!"

Many people gritted their teeth because they could not find these job opportunities. They could only endure being exploited and oppressed and agreed to the gangs' overbearing terms.

Scenes after scenes are shocking.

The conversations are heart-breaking.

The darkness of human nature makes people tremble, even more filthy than the rotten monsters.

Le Zhiqi, Wu Ze, Lin Yuxin... everyone felt deeply angry. These gang members were far more hateful than those carrion monsters.

"Is there no one to take care of them?"

"The survivors and refugees were exploited like this. They are worse than pigs and dogs."

Le Zhiqi was so indignant that she wished she could kill that gangster with a knife.

Wang Dafu shook his head helplessly: "Everything is in chaos in the last days. Order is more important than anything else. As long as these people don't make trouble or rebel, the higher ups will turn a blind eye."

cruel.

This is the cruelty of the last days.

Everyone remembered what Gu Fan said back then.

Those survivors at the lowest level, refugees with no skills, are trash wherever they go, cannon fodder that can be discarded at any time.

This is true.

This is the end of the world.


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