The train gradually stopped, and after the helicopter flew over the train, it slowly landed. i. com After Zhang Zhen and the others got off the helicopter, several people from the locomotive ran over. Seeing that two of them were wearing military uniforms, they immediately felt relieved. One of them, about thirty years old, with a broad sword more than one meter long hanging from his waist, and a rather sturdy man asked the man in military uniform, Yang Ming: "Are you rescuers sent by the government? "
"Tell me about your situation." Yang Ming said first, obviously trying to find out the details of others.
"That's the kind of comrade you are." A man wearing a train conductor's uniform replied: "I am the conductor of a fuel-powered train in E City, a neighboring province. Before the crisis suddenly broke out. Shen Yunhong, the thirty-one-year-old comrade who ran Come and tell me what kind of crisis might break out." As he spoke, the train conductor pointed to the thirty-year-old man who spoke earlier.
Those with authority! As Zhang Zhen spoke, he looked at the man named Shen Yunhong and understood immediately. Maybe it's because of him that these people can survive.
"I didn't believe it at first!" the conductor continued, "but then Yunhong actually conjured a pistol and bullets in front of me. Not long after, while we were still arguing, many passengers started to He coughed and eventually became a zombie. We didn¡¯t mutate, so under Yunhong¡¯s organization we started killing and losing people one by one.¡±
"Then where did you originally want to go?" Yang Ming interrupted the train conductor's tedious speech and asked the most important question. Because he looked at the train car and saw a lot of people sticking their heads out of the windows to watch. The large number of people means that it may not be possible to rescue these survivors.
"We want to drive to the capital." The train conductor went on to state: "After cleaning up the zombies and throwing away the bitten infected people, we finally used the on-board communicator to connect to the country's emergency United Front Department. The United Front Department requested We found a wilderness location to wait for rescue, but no rescuers could arrive. Just a few days ago, the food in the car had been consumed. After we reported the matter, the United Front Department replied that there were other important operations to be done. , requiring us to make our own decision based on the situation. After discussion, we prepared to sail to the capital, and picked up a large number of survivors along the way. However, if we pass a large train station along the way, it is likely that the railway will be blocked by an unmanned train. And then besieged by zombies.¡±
"It couldn't be better to meet you now! At least we don't have to take that risk." The train conductor said quickly: "I still have a very important thing to ask you, comrade. The survivors in the train have been unable to survive for three or four days. What are they eating? They don¡¯t have the strength to walk to your station. Can you send some food to them first so that they can replenish their strength?"
"You haven't eaten much in three or four days?" Yang Ming asked, "How many people are there in your car now?"
"Yes, we got some food from the villages along the railway line, but later Yunhong told us that due to zombies and evolution, it was too dangerous to get food again. Therefore, there has been no food replenishment." The conductor continued: "The train There are now more than 1,700 survivors in total."
"Our station, that is, the base is more than a hundred kilometers away from here. It would be too dangerous to walk there. And with so many people, it is easy to attract a large number of zombies." Yang Ming's expression did not change, and after taking a breath, he said: "It's very Sorry, you go to the next location, we are really unable to help. It is best to ask the United Front Department if there are any bases along the railway line."
After hearing this, several people who got out of the car suddenly felt like they had fallen into an ice cellar. It was as if the hope of survival they had just seen had turned into nothing. Their faces turned pale for a moment, and the conductor spoke slowly. "Then, can you help us bring some food? The people in the car have been hungry for several days now, and some of them are about to starve to death. Even if you bring some food, it would be good!"
After Yang Ming hesitated for a moment, he still said: "Our base is also very difficult."
After hearing this, the conductor¡¯s face became anxious and tears flowed from his eyes. He plopped down on his knees, hugged Yang Ming's legs and cried out: "Please, comrade, tell your leaders to bring some food over, please! Even a little will do, if Without food, many people will starve to death.¡±
Zhang Zhen on the side saw the train conductor kneeling on the ground like a child and begging Yang Ming, but Yang Ming remained unmoved. Suddenly I felt something stirring in my heart, and my eyes seemed a little sore.
Zhang Zhen once tried the feeling of being hungry for two meals. The feeling made people panic all over. But if you are hungry for three or four days! So, how does it feel?
Yang Ming helped the train conductor, sighed and said: "If I could help you, I would have helped you a long time ago, but our base really doesn't have much food. To tell you the truth, in addition to soldiers training for combat, our base now needs , other people only eat three and a half taels of rice a day. And, also??Enough to last for five or six days. In five or six days, the people in our base may starve to death just like you! You guys still have to hurry up and find the next corner. "
After hearing this, the train conductor still knelt on the ground holding Yang Ming's legs and wailing, tears streaming down his face.
It¡¯s this feeling of powerlessness again, this feeling of powerlessness again!
Facing more than 1,700 survivors who had not eaten for several days, Zhang Zhen thought over and over again, where could he go to produce so much food? I really wanted to take in the survivors and let them help me build a base, but I didn't expect that there would be so many at once! More than 1,700 people who have not eaten for several days! If you want to have a good meal and resist hunger, you need at least a ton of food. Even after eating one meal, what will happen to the next meal
Zhang Zhen turned around, not wanting to see this scene again. If I can't get food in the future, what will the more survivors in the Yulin Mountain Base eat in the future?
"You wait, I will get you food. Just wait for me, I will definitely get you food!" Cheng Qian finally couldn't help it. She rushed into the helicopter with tears in her eyes and said to Zhang Zhen and Yang Ming: "You stay here with them and wait for me." As he said that, the helicopter's propeller spun quickly and headed towards the Yulin Mountain base.
Yang Ming suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. After a while, he turned to Zhang Zhen and said, "If Cheng Qian really brings food after the meeting, our base will not be able to survive for four days. Zhang Zhen, there are so many people in our base." Train your troops carefully and prepare to help you eliminate the zombies in Yongyang base. In fact, it is all for the 300 tons of food promised by Minister Wang! That food is also the only hope for the survival of tens of thousands of people in our base!"
"You." Zhang Zhen closed his eyes, thought for a moment and said, "You were very sensible just now."
"I am a rational person, and I have something to tell you, in order to avoid future casualties. You'd better persuade Minister Wang to distribute 300 tons of food after breaking into the base, even 200 tons!" Yang Ming Then he said: "If the food is not separated the upper management of the base held a meeting as early as the second night of your arrival and hinted to the officers above the battalion level of our rescue group that if the food is not separated, the troops dispatched at that time can use any means to seize it. food¡¡"
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