Chapter 1407: Start

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The food unloaded from the port of Veracruz was immediately loaded onto the train and transported to Mexico City. This time, even the slow-witted Diego government realized that the lack of food in the city had affected the foundation of the 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 surrounded the train station early on, and there were hundreds of thousands of people.

Moreover, more people are rushing to hear 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 give everything for a bite of food.

Faced with this situation, the Enclave garrison who escorted the food had to make their own decisions and provide food relief on the spot. All kinds of kitchen utensils that can be used have been found out one after another, and the army's field cooking vehicles are directly set up to cook food.

The food provided by Zhou Qingfeng is all aged food from the real world, mainly corn and wheat. Because there was no food processing in the later stage, the taste of this batch of grain was not very good, and the musty smell was very serious, but for many people who were about to starve to death, they could no longer care about anything.

Due to the lack of food and the almost endless number of hungry people, the Enclave garrison in charge of 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 to eat food at a time.

The food that each poor person gets is a small bowl of boiled corn, which can make people gobble it up. After eating, let a group of people come in, and so on.

The actions of the Enclave garrison made it impossible for the government of Diego, who was trying to take over the food, and the government officials who came tried to make up for it. They told every poor person who came to eat the food that the President had prepared for them.

"Governor Alfonso provided this for us. You will only take our last copper and leave us alone." At the exit of the train station, a poor man who had just received relief unceremoniously refuted the government official's words. publicity. He was obviously full of resentment.

The poor who complained were quickly dragged out and beaten by a few big-armed policemen, and they lost their breath after three or two blows. The government officials in charge of propaganda were very satisfied with this, and they continued to loudly proclaim that this was a benefit given by the president, holding an electric horn full of gangster habits.

The corpse was quickly dragged away, but the bloodstains left on the ground were shocking. The poor who were slowly leaving the train station dared not speak out. Today's Diego government has a bad reputation, and the atrocities of government officials can't play any guiding role. Loud protests were soon replaced by whispers.

"This is obviously the rescue given by Governor Alfonso."

"I heard that the city of Merida is well managed, and the people there can eat well."

"It's a pity we didn't have such a governor."

The whispered discussions quickly spread, and the poor at the bottom had already suffocated their anger. If they hadn't faced the wolf-like government armed forces, they would have wanted to resist a long time ago. At this time, the Diego regime realized that it was too late to win the hearts of the people.

In order to improve the efficiency of relief, the Enclave garrison quickly expanded the food distribution stations and dispersed the flow of people receiving food. After all, everyone is crowded to the train station, and there is not enough water at the station.

And 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 opinion of the current government, but they have great expectations for the foreign Governor Alfonso.

This situation even affected the zombie president who stayed in the National Palace. He rarely left his large desk and went to the window to look out at the spacious Constitution Square outside the National Palace, which became an important place for food distribution.

Seeing tens of thousands of poor people lined up to receive relief, the zombie president said slowly in a hoarse voice: "These people don't even appreciate me."

"Why should the citizens be grateful to you?" A fast-talking female voice asked behind the zombie president.

Your Excellency the President turned around, and it was Nova who changed the blood every day, just walked in from the outside of the room.

It snorted twice and said: "I have the power to rule this country. I spent the gold from the treasury to get food for them. Naturally, I should be grateful to these people."

"It's ridiculous, it's you who made this country look like this." Nova mocked contemptuously. She was too lazy to argue with a zombie, but put the medical kit she always had on the desk, preparing the medical equipment for blood transfusion today.

The Zombie President left the window and continued: "The Enclave garrison refused to give me food. Their patience seems to have reached its limit. This relief will not let my people interfere at all."

"Because your people are only corrupt, and the food is sent to the warehouse for storage as soon as it is in your hands. People who really need food will not die even if they starve to death." Nova laughed heartily. She has been in a bad temper for the past two days, always feeling that she has had enough of her current life.

"I don't deny what you said, but Mexico belongs to me. The reason why this country has become what it is now is that there are too many constraints, and no one has carried out my will." The zombie president suddenly clasped hands and said in a deep voice: "But I still have a chance, and I will really hold power."

"I have dissected dozens of zombie heads. I have never seen you so arrogant." Nova prepared for blood transfusion with resentment. I don't hesitate.

Half an hour later, the daily blood transfusion for the zombie president was complete. Nova has been listening to the other party's bragging, talking about something like 'with Alfonso's support, the balance of power in Mexico City will be broken'.

"That bad boy Alfonso knew I was short of food, and 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 is obviously very satisfied with the current situation. After the blood transfusion, he leaned on the chair and watched Nova pack up the equipment in the medical box, "Miss Nova, when I get through this difficulty, I will definitely build you a world-class biochemical Laboratory."

"Huh..., I don't expect that at all." Nova still dismissed it. She grabbed the medical kit and headed out, and when she left the gate of the President's Office, she heard the zombie in the room say "see you tomorrow".

"See you, hell! I really want to punch that zombie's head off." Nova cursed secretly in her heart, and she was escorted away by two presidential guard soldiers again, with a full stomach gas.

"And that damned Alfonso, why didn't he move at all? Did I judge wrong?" Nova was very agitated in her heart, and the mechanical arm grabbing the medical box couldn't help but use a little more force to lift the metal handle of the box. All deformed.

And just when Nova wandered around the heavily guarded National Palace, and was about to leave when she came to a corridor, she suddenly felt a wave of air fluctuation a few meters in front of her.

Nova was frightened by this weird scene, and the soldiers around her also noticed something was wrong. The latter immediately took aim with his gun.

But Nova, who has always kept her own law, reacted extremely quickly. She let out a coquettish cry unexpectedly, smashed the medical kit in her hand at the guard on the right, and swung her gloved mechanical fist to the left. The hard fist beat another soldier until his head was bleeding, and he fell to the ground screaming.

The two lightning strikes startled the turbulent air, and exclaimed: "I didn't expect that, Nova, you can fight so well?!"