Chapter 186 Thousands of Displaced People

In addition, there are some groups guarding some large reservoirs or beside major rivers.

Because there are still some water sources that have not been completely exhausted.

So we can still grow some crops and barely survive.

Some of them were kind-hearted and helped these survivors, but this huge flow of survivors completely impacted these groups.

There is no morality or any system among the hungry people. I thanked you for the food you gave me the day before. I am grateful.

A day later, they came again to ask for food, but in the end they didn't get any food. They instantly became enemies and a fierce fight broke out.

The transformation between benefactor and enemy.

But just on a package of bread.

If you cannot continue to benefit him, you are an enemy.

As a habit develops, if you no longer help him, he will become an enemy.

Human nature is despicable, that's what it is.

This allowed the already precarious base to be finally breached under the siege of the surging survivors and refugees.

Among them, there is a force with a population of more than 100 people next to Poyang Lake. Their leader was once a soldier named Zhou Wulu.

After the apocalypse broke out, the army dispersed.

Finally, he brought a few of his brothers here and came here. After nearly a year of recuperation and development, the population continued to increase.

The overall strength has also increased a lot, and some walls have even been built. However, the height of this fence is not high, only two or three meters, and it can only slightly block the zombies.

On that day there was an influx of survivor refugees from the north.

These survivors and refugees are sallow, skinny, and withered, and their whole bodies exude a stench.

Among them, they saw a mother and daughter, pitiful and weak among the crowd.

Because of his former soldier's belief and compassion in his heart, he took action and simply gave him a little food. Later, these survivors and refugees left.

One day later, the survivors and refugees who had left before returned, and brought more survivors with them.

Looking at the dense crowd, his scalp also felt numb.

Looking at the crowd, there must be at least 1,500 people.

He was shocked. After the outbreak of the apocalypse and the raging zombies, many humans were bitten and assimilated by the zombies.

This is the first time he has seen so many people.

In fact, it is understandable, because the country's population base is here. Although there is not even one in ten, the population is still very large. These people are hiding in every corner. With each zombie wave, the number of people continues to decrease.

After the heavy rain, the continuous hot and high temperatures gave humans a chance to breathe, at least there would be no zombie attacks.

So many humans came out, but what followed was a food crisis. In hot weather, food that could have been stored for a longer period of time became stinky and infested with worms, which invisibly increased the pressure for survival.

They were forced to go out in search of food.

More and more people came out, and eventually they formed a stream of people.

There is no leader, just survivors.

There is no hope, only despair.

………

………

at the moment.

These people obviously hope that Zhou Wulu and others can help them.

Want food!

More and more people gathered under the wall, watching eagerly.

Zhou Wulu ordered the team to stand ready to resist the attack of these people.

Here is their hope for survival.

Behind them, some vegetables and crops were planted, which will be mature in a month or two. These are their hopes for continuing to live.

He didn't want to be destroyed by these surviving refugees.

The crowd was huge.

A group of hungry people will not be afraid of zombies. If there is a glimmer of hope of survival, they will go crazy.

One of them shouted to Zhou Wulu: "Captain Zhou, we don't want much, we just want to ask for food, and we are really going to starve to death. Please save us."

Others nearby also echoed:

"Yeah, save us. Please. Good Samaritan."

"Help us. My son hasn't eaten in three days and is starving to death."

"Open the door and let us in."

"Captain Zhou, let us come in."

One after another, the sounds merged into a torrent.

Sound waves vibrate, hum.

Captain Zhou, after hearing this inside, turned pale and extremely ugly.

If the door is opened, these refugee survivors will inevitably break through, and the consequences will be unimaginable.

10 seconds.

20 seconds.

One minute.

The people outside the door did not hear Captain Zhou's reply.

Started talking and became less polite.

"How can you be so selfish? How can you watch a 3-year-old child starve to death? Inhumane!!!!"

"We really don't want much, we just want a bite of food, as long as we can survive."

"Yeah, you guys are too much!"

"You occupy such a good position and are not willing to help others."

"Occupy the latrine and don't shit. Get in!"

"Call in!"

"Call in!"

"Call in!"

Finally, the three words "hit it in" became a unified sound.

The sound was extremely loud, the roar of more than a thousand people.

Shake the sky.

Zhou Wulu felt extremely regretful at this moment. If he had known, he should not have saved him when the first person came. After saving him, there would be a second, third, and fourth person.

Endless.

The intestines of regret are almost green.

Boom!

With a sound, there was a vibration from the door.

Then, on the wall, dozens of people climbed up directly.

Seeing this, Zhou Wulu shouted directly: "Counterattack!"

Inside the wall, more than 100 people, holding spears, resisted the people who jumped off the wall.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

The sound of flesh being pierced by sharp spears kept coming.

However, the people outside the wall are still crazy.

Like a pile of Arhats, they rushed into the wall with all their strength.

Zhou Wulu originally had a gun, but after so long after the outbreak, he ran out of bullets. At this time, he also took a long knife and chopped down a person who just broke in through the gate.

The wall is very long, and without thermal power, it is basically difficult for these thousands of people to resist.

There were ten times their number, and a hungry bunch at that.

This group of people is terrifying.

After a while, as more and more people jumped into the wall, people on Zhou Wulu's side began to suffer casualties.

The door is broken open!

It was like a flood was pouring in, people were squeezing in crazily.

As soon as these people came in, they ran directly indoors to look for food.

Some people saw the corn that had just been plucked and started gnawing directly.

Some people still go directly into their houses and continue to scavenge for food.

On Zhou Wulu's side, some people were holding food and trying to escape, but they were knocked down by this group of refugees.

Among them, among the refugees.

There was a man who was at the front. He was lucky and was not stabbed to death by a spear.

When I entered the house for the first time, I found the place where the food was stored, and there were already many people following me.

He kicked away the woman guarding the food, then ran outside holding a small bag of millet.

Several people behind saw what he was holding in his arms and ran over to snatch it.

He was knocked down, but he still held Xiaomi tightly in his arms.

Several people next to him punched and kicked him. Still didn't grab the food in his arms.

The last big rock hit him hard on the head.

Head tilted, blood flowing.

died.

He was unwilling to give in. His daughter and son were waiting for him to bring food back one kilometer away.

Zhou Wulu's face was covered in blood at this time.

None of the brothers around me can see it. Some other people who had joined him before were also dispersed by the crowd.

For a time, this group of refugees and his people were all mixed together.

Can't tell.