after falling asleep

Chapter 349

The luminous vine on the table was already dim and invisible. Ivan wanted to pick a new one yesterday, but was warned by the soldiers that no poor people were allowed to pick the luminous vine.

Glowing vines will stop growing in winter, and they must give priority to supplying those civilians.

As for the nobles, they have electricity and light, and they don't need that weak light source.

After a while, there was a knock on the door.Ivan stood up and opened the door, allowing the figure whose outline could not be seen clearly in the darkness to enter.

In the past few minutes, people have stepped in one after another.Unspoken, they sat on the ground, silently waiting for everyone to arrive.

The silence lasted for several minutes before being broken by a dry voice.

"Let's go, Ivan."

Ivan walked to the door and looked around the street.

"Paul hasn't come yet."

"He won't be coming."

"...Understood." Paul understood the meaning of this very well.He sighed softly and came to the bed, took out an iron box from under the straw mat, and slowly shook the handle.

Then it shook slowly, and a faint sound came from the iron box.This is a crank radio.

This is their little secret and their only entertainment facility.

[Let’s establish a new order in the wasteland together. ——Government forces are now issuing to all states on the west coast——]

The radio station gradually became clear. As usual, Ivan planned to tune to Hale City Radio Station to listen to music, but there was something more in today's broadcast.

[This is the radio station of Chenxi Idol Camp.We now extend an invitation to all surviving humans...]

An unfamiliar voice came faintly from the radio.

Ivan was stunned. They escaped and established a new stronghold?
Of course he knew about the Chenxi support group that became famous a few days ago.If it weren't for a batch of pre-disaster munitions hidden in Hale City, Hale City would have changed hands now.

"Hurry up Ivan."

Someone urged.

Ivan came back to his senses, and reluctantly adjusted the frequency to Hale City.The soothing piano music flowed in the shed, and his originally agitated mood gradually calmed down.

Only at this time, listening to these old songs, Ivan has the feeling of being a human being.Sit at the dining table, enjoy the breakfast prepared by my wife, and drive to work in the company on a sunny morning.Colleagues greet each other warmly and friendlyly.

Like a bubble, all of a sudden, all the peace and beauty disappeared.

Since the failure of Chen Xi's support group, their life has become more and more difficult.Civilians seldom employed them, and every hut was searched by soldiers, who found valuables and dragged them away.

These soldiers took the idol's rebellion upon them in vengeance.

After a few 10 minutes, the guests who had listened enough began to disperse.Ivan tuned back to Chenxi Radio Station.After listening to the radio a few times, I went out and walked along the winding street.

There is nothing to do on the street, and there are more and more figures leaning on the door of the house.

Another 3000 to [-] people will die this winter, possibly more.Ivan thought.

Not freezing to death.Even in winter, it won't be too cold here, but starve to death.The streams are frozen, commoners and nobles no longer need to work hard, and the poor who have no food source will sleep to death at home in hunger, and then be dragged out by the ghouls who smell the meat.

squeak-

Ivan pushed open the door, and the three poor people in the shed looked up at him.

"Your idol has moved." Ivan took out the radio and shook it.

The pupils of these three people are different from most poor people.There is no lifelessness and indifference in their eyes, but closer to pre-disaster humans.

A group of poor wretches who still have hope... But Ivan has no right to laugh at others.After all, three years after the disaster, he still maintained a ridiculous kindness.

"Want to join us?" An old man raised his head.There were only three of the eleven original fans left.

"No, I'm just here to inform you." Ivan put away the radio and turned to leave.

"Are you confident to survive this winter?" Someone behind him said.

Ivan paused.

"We're going to follow idols before winter comes."

"You will die before me." Ivan said without turning his head.

"How do you know if you don't try? We are human beings who climbed to the top of the earth by ourselves, not pigs waiting to die."

Ivan eventually joined them.He doesn't believe in the idea of ​​going back to the past.

He just wants to live.

Out of 300 fans, there are now less than [-] left.What they have to do is reconvene them.

Ivan's little noise made a great contribution. Everywhere he went, he would use the little noise to play the morning radio station again - the little noise was the name Ivan gave to the radio.

There are too many poor people who cannot survive this winter, but only a small number choose to go with them.Most people would rather rot in decay than take a new path.

As time went by, more and more people agreed to leave.They don't have detailed and well-thought-out plans.It was just agreed that two days later when the bell rang and the arrival of winter, they would meet in front of entrance 3, and then break through the checkpoint and escape from Hale City.

It was night, though the city of Hale was no different from night to day.

In the slums, countless people got up from the huts covered with hay.They brought the only things they had, put on cloaks made of hay with almost zero warmth, and waited for the bell to ring.

"Mom, I want to pee..."

In a dim and lightless hut, a little girl with a thin body and yellow hair raised her head and said to her mother.

"Be patient...we can leave here soon."

"Why are we leaving here?" A childish voice sounded. "Is there no need to drink dirty water in other places?"

The mother hugged her daughter: "Yes... there are lights, warm goose feather bedding and delicious cakes..."

Similar scenes happened all over the shed.

They have nowhere to go.

thump—

The faint bell rang slowly.

Coincidentally, countless figures opened the door of the shed.

They glanced at each other, left the home where they had lived for three years, and walked in the same direction.

Some people agreed and did not come, while others refused but came.But no one cares about that now.

A few minutes later, thousands of people gathered in the open space not far from the No. 3 entrance.even more.

They huddled together, forming a black outline, and the silence was terrifying.

They waited 10 minutes until no one came.

They were already leaving, but it was still too late.A dazzling light suddenly lit up behind him.Footsteps of military boots on the ground sounded.

The soldiers surrounded the city guards and appeared in front of them.

"Hello, traitors," he said.

Beside him was a poor man in rags.The poor man lowered his head and said in a vague voice: "Sorry, I just want to live..."

"You did a good job." The city guard patted his head, like treating a dog.

The cries and shouts of the crowd suddenly became a mess, and despair appeared in their lifeless eyes.

At this moment, an old man suddenly rushed out from the crowd, hugged the soldiers who were caught off guard, and shouted loudly.

"Run children! Run!!!"

(End of this chapter)