Natural Disaster Simulator: I won by laying hundreds of billions of materials

Chapter 117
There was another gunshot, and he sank into the snow with his eyes wide open.

The blood instantly dyed the surrounding snow red.

"cool."

Liang Yingsheng whistled, raised his knife and settled the remaining two.

Accompanied by the sound of messy footsteps, Liang Zhimo led the crowd to appear, and was taken aback when he saw the corpses all over the ground.

"Sister Sheng, this, you killed all of these?"

Xue Kai pointed at the ground, his fingers trembling.

Liang Yingsheng shrugged, "Uncle, you won."

uncle?
Several people were startled, Yi Songping had already jumped down from a nearby tree.

"You're good too."

Just after paying the accommodation fee for two months, I heard Zheng Zhiwei's words.

It is said that Xiao Yan was summoned back by the leaders of the strategic base. For some reason, she always felt that something big was about to happen in the near future.

A loud sound came from overhead, Cao Lei, Marshal Lu and other military police in charge of Jiangnan Middle School raised their guns one after another.

Liang Yingsheng smiled, there are a lot of supplies in the cave, Cao Lei, please. "

Presumably, the warehouse is running out of money now.

Zheng Zhiwei strikes while the iron is hot, "Everyone, we are now facing a severe test of extreme cold weather, but this kind of weather has greatly reduced the mobility of the zombies. You can form a team and go out to find supplies by yourself. You only need to hand in half of the supplies you find, and the rest You distribute freely."

Only they themselves know that Jiangnan Middle School's supplies are almost empty, and vegetables cannot be grown in the extreme cold. During this time, they are all food for food.

After the extreme cold came, the food in the cafeteria was greatly reduced. Seeing a few people carrying the supplies back, the passers-by showed envious eyes.

Ha ha--

Even if Liang Yingsheng took away a lot, as long as the supplies in the cave were saved, it would be enough for the people in the shelter to eat for a few days. Most importantly, there was a lot of firewood at the door.

The purpose of their visit this time is to chop wood.

It is impossible for the country to support them all the time. Sooner or later, they have to support themselves on their own.

Cao Lei nodded, "It should."

It's freezing cold outside, but these people are making noise like they've been spat with chicken blood.

She has a big prejudice against Captain Xiao!
Originally just went out to find firewood, but brought back a surprise. Zheng Zhiwei from Jiangnan Middle School gave Liang Yingsheng and others ten packs of instant noodles and half a catty of rice, or polished rice.

After searching for a long time, Liang Zhimo finally found some povidone iodine. The bandages were made by Liang Yingsheng, and they were always in his backpack.

Taking back the telescope, Liang Yingsheng unfolded the city map to study the locations of several large warehouse supermarkets in Jiangcheng.

There are too many people in the teaching building, according to Yi Songping's temperament, he probably will have to leave soon after staying there for a long time.

Xu Shi had expected this scene a long time ago, and Zheng Zhiwei fired a shot into the sky.

Even though supplies are scarce now, those who have made contributions should still be rewarded, so as to inspire more survivors.

Liang Zhimo followed behind her, looking at the growing crowd on the playground, said in a low voice.

Liang Yingsheng stretched out his hand to Yi Songping.

The snowflakes were very large, and in a short while the corpses were covered with a thin layer.

Staring at that white and tender hand, Yi Songping hesitated for a while, thinking that if his daughter hadn't died of illness, she should be about the same age as this little girl, right?
Liang Yingsheng knew Yi Songping's withdrawn character, but she had firmly grasped the handles of this former master.

Visually, it is not much faster than the tortoise.

Upon hearing the word 'wine', Yi Songping's eyes lit up a lot.

"Although the extreme cold is sad, the absolute cold can slow down the movement speed of zombies. Taking advantage of this opportunity, you should go out more to find supplies."

More than 1000 survivors, they couldn't support them anymore.

After going back and forth three times, several people worked together to remove all the supplies, and the snow began to fall again.

Although the dormitory building is also shared, it is better for four people to share a room than a dozen people to share a room.

Cao Lei was happy, "The captain can't come to support, please come to me a few more times, today I have gained so much and wiped out a gang of evil gangs, I will report to reward you."

No matter when, if this person wants to live, he has to rely on himself, blindly relying on others. When the person who supports you is gone, don’t you starve to death?
"Why, even the extreme cold is dangerous, and those zombies still exist. We are all ordinary people who can't stand up to our shoulders. How can we have the ability to fight against zombies?"

"There will definitely be trouble. I used to manage two meals and now I manage one meal. However, this is the right way. No one is a big grievance. Why do you have to support others all the time?"

There are a lot of medicines in the caves of this group of gangsters, but it is a pity that they are all laymen who don't understand medicines, and most of them are useless.

"My father is a heavy drinker, to be honest, we have a caravan with a lot of good wine in it."

On the way back, I encountered a group of small zombies. Dozens of zombies were wandering in the ice and snow. The cold weather greatly slowed down their movement speed.

"That's right, we also have labor in the shelter. Is it because of the weather that we can't grow crops? You are soldiers serving the people. Isn't it natural to protect us?"

'boom--'

Liang Yingsheng asked the two ladies to stay and wait. Since Yi Songping was injured, Liang Zhimo stayed to help him treat the wound.

Cao Lei was controlling the steering wheel. Hearing this, he looked at Liang Yingsheng in surprise, "Miss Liang, your idea coincides with our captain's!"

"Sister, if the policy is suddenly changed, these survivors may cause trouble."

It's just that, after all, people are more cared for, and the military provides most of the supplies.

He stretched out his callused hand and shook Liang Yingsheng, "Yi Songping."

The management of Jiangnan Middle School was pretty good before, at least compared to the places she stayed in the simulator.

"My name is Liang Yingsheng. This is my younger brother Liang Zhimo. Uncle, how about going back to the shelter with us?"

Zheng Zhiwei held the loudspeaker, "From now on, our strategic base will continue to guard this hard-won home for everyone. The cafeteria has changed from two meals a day to one meal. If you don't want to starve to death or freeze to death, you need to pay the fruits of your labor. "

Liang Yingsheng is helping Yi Songping find out if there is anyone in the dormitory who needs to make beds.

Zheng Zhiwei continued: "I think you haven't recognized the reality. It's the end of the world. We have provided a safe place to live. If you don't want to, you can move out. We will never keep you. Except for the elderly and children, you will go out every day. A team looking for supplies."

After speaking, he paused, and his eyes swept over the people present one by one, "Of course, I still don't force it. I have a meal at noon every day. If you want to live well in this last days, everyone, you still need to rely on yourself."

On the contrary, many men in their prime expressed their support.

This decision is not a disadvantage to them, they only need to hand in half of the found materials, and they can keep more food.

(End of this chapter)