Bao Ma restored hundreds of millions of supplies in the apocalypse

Some of the survivors who gathered outside the gate of the duplex community followed the instructions on their mobile phone text messages and went to find tents.

But there are also some people, such as Chang Yuhong and others, who are determined to win this duplex community.

Of course they hope that the more people who can help storm the gate of the community, the better.

After all, there are still a lot of wounded people stationed in this community. If these wounded people are gathered together, they will be a considerable fighting force.

In addition, Chang Yuhong also heard that Wang Zexuan got a lot of guns from somewhere.

Chang Yuhong thought that the people in his team should not charge first. He would stir up the atmosphere first and let the survivors charge first.

By the time those survivors were beaten with bloody heads and bleeding, the gate of the duplex community was crumbling.

Chang Yuhong then led his people and directly occupied this duplex community as king.

So when he heard that the secretary office of the Xiangcheng management was still sending text messages, Chang Yuhong ordered his subordinates to start making noises.

"What's the use of giving us a few broken tents? There are countless people who will freeze to death and starve to death in this icy and snowy environment. It's better to let us into this community and give us a safe place to live."

"Yes, that's right. Don't you know? Are there zombies all around Xiangcheng?"

"Let us live in those shabby tents. If the zombies come over, wouldn't we all be dead?"

Chang Yuhong's words made most of the people at the gate of the community stop in their tracks.

But a very small number of people ran to the back door of the community.

Zhu Liangxiang held his tight stomach with both hands and looked at the survivors who had not been diverted much.

Ma Tieqiang beside her frowned and asked Zhu Liangxiang,

"What should we do now? Why is that San Yuhong so annoying? What on earth does he want to do?"

Zhu Liangxiang had a sullen face and frowned tightly.

"For his own selfish gain, he is hindering our organization of Xiangcheng administrators."

"He wants to use the power of the Xiangcheng survivors to rush into this community."

At this time, Zhu Liangxiang's cell phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Suizhu calling her.

The signal on the other end of Suizhu was not very good, and the voice was intermittent, but it did not prevent Zhu Liangxiang from understanding the meaning of her words.

The group text message just sent to the secretarial office of the Xiangcheng management was sent by Suizhu.

She knew that not many people would be diverted, so she arranged a bunch of cakes elsewhere.

Zhu Liangxiang listened to the noisy sound on his mobile phone and asked in disbelief:

"What? What cake?"

Did she hear it right? Suizhu piled a bunch of cakes on the south side of the community?

"Where did the cake come from?"

Suizhu's voice sounded intermittently,

"Don't worry about it... just shout through the loudspeaker and let them go get the cake if they want to believe it..."

Zhu Liangxiang didn't care so much anymore. If he let these survivors of Xiangcheng block the door, the weather would get colder and colder.

More and more people may freeze to death and starve to death.

So she picked up the big speaker in her hand and pointed in the south direction of the community.

"Our Xiangcheng Management System has provided some cakes for everyone. If there are people who are too hungry, they can go there to find cakes to eat."

She shouted several times, but she was a little weak. The strong contractions made Zhu Liangxiang feel a little bad.

Ma Tieqiang immediately took the loudspeaker from Zhu Liangxiang's hand and shouted to the people below:

"Did you hear that? You go south, there is a pile of cakes there."

Few people believed what Zhu Liangxiang and Ma Tieqiang said.

But there are so many survivors outside the gate, it's hard to guarantee that a few will truly believe it.

Some people were diverted away in twos and threes.

At this time, the first group of survivors who came to the back door to get tents saw a pile of tents in place.

There were so many tents that they took up half the street.

"This is not an ordinary tent, this is actually a yurt?!"

The survivors who came to the back door to take a look were all excited. They just wanted to give it a try.

Oh my god, yurt!

What is the concept of yurt? No matter how heavy the snow is, the survivors can hide in yurts, which is enough to keep out the cold.

Next to the yurt, stood an administrator from Xiangcheng.

He held a big speaker in his hand and pointed at a spot on the snow with a laser pen.

"Follow my arrangements. The survivors who have obtained the yurts will set up the yurts in this open space. You must move faster, otherwise the snow will fall even more when it gets dark."

"Also, I would like to remind you that we don't know if there will be an earthquake in the future. It is safer to stay in a yurt than in a cement house."

The survivors who had the yurts in their hands kept nodding.

This is indeed true. If you stay in a concrete house and the house is destroyed by an earthquake, and the steel and concrete fall on you, you don't know whether you will survive.

But if the yurt collapses, they will not be smashed into pieces.

Thinking of this, the survivors who got the yurt became very motivated.

Obediently, under the guidance of the Xiangcheng administrator, we began to build the yurt at the designated location.

Someone came close to the person who was building a yurt and lowered his voice and said,

"I heard there are cakes you can get in the south of Xiangcheng."

"Really?"

Upon hearing the news, all the survivors gathered around, all very excited.

After spending half a day in the yurt, they were all very hungry and were hesitating whether to eat the little food they had left.

Now comes the good news.

So the survivor family, which had several members in the family, ordered other people in the family,

"You guys put up the yurt, and I'll go to the south gate and take a look."

After saying that, they were about to leave when a beam of laser pen blocked their way.

Behind me came the administrator's voice shouting through a loudspeaker.

"Hurry up and set up the yurt. People who have finished setting up the yurt can come and get an apple and a piece of bread."

Everyone looked back and saw that a large basket had been placed at the feet of the administrator.

The basket was filled with apples and bread.

Everyone's eyes were glowing green. According to the past routine, they had already swarmed up and snatched up all the food.

But everyone also saw that right behind the administrator, there were two old men holding two guns in their hands, guarding the basket of apples and bread.

You can't grab it hard.

"Please note that these yurts are not for your personal use. If you finish building one yurt, you can continue to build the second yurt."

"Every time you build a yurt, you will receive a piece of bread and an apple."

"Those who have built ten yurts can receive a large bucket of mineral water."

I hired a normal school student to teach little Bieme two hours of math every day. He really had to start from the first grade of elementary school. I’m so drunk!