Global Famine: Starting from Inheriting a Thousand-Acre Farm

"Nini, don't be afraid, Daddy will take care of everything. Don't worry, Daddy will never let you get hurt.

Her father was leaning against the door.

He was holding a long stick in his hand, and his face was covered with sweat.

His legs were so weak from fear that he could hardly stand.

But his daughter was in the house, so he had to be strong.

Just a while ago, his wife was torn into pieces by rats when she went out to inquire about the situation.

He saw it with his own eyes.

At this moment, he gritted his teeth tightly.

He couldn't help but curse: "It's all bullshit! You were robbing food and medicine everywhere before, but now you don't show any reaction. Damn, those ghost forces are completely useless!"

There are many forces in the town, and the civilians are bullied by them on weekdays.

Now it's good, they are really on the battlefield, but I don't see them being arrogant.

"They are all bullies who only bully the weak and fear the strong! "

In the factory that stopped working, the church members hid upstairs.

There were at least hundreds of big rats downstairs in the office building, climbing upstairs.

At the staircase, they piled up a lot of tables, chairs, cabinets and other things to prevent the rats from coming up.

But what are rats?

Their teeth are very powerful.

In addition to the squeaking sounds of rats, there were also the sounds of them gnawing on wood in the air.

It was extremely harsh.

The people upstairs were almost going crazy.

"What should we do? What should we do? Find a solution quickly!"

Someone banged his head against the wall.

Desperate.

The missionary's hands were shaking, and he suddenly said loudly: "Everyone...don't be afraid...we will definitely not die here."

"Kill them all! Kill one to get the money back, kill two and you'll make a profit!" Suddenly a big man stood up, holding a kitchen knife in his hand.

Human life is worthless.

"Is your life only worth a rat? "Someone asked.

"If you are afraid of death, you may not even be worth a mouse! I'll go first, you guys can do whatever you want!"

The man held the kitchen knife tightly and came to the entrance of the corridor.

He took a deep breath.

The air was full of the stench of mice.

This made him spit.

Although his eyelids kept twitching and his hands and feet were shaking.

But he gritted his teeth so hard that his lower lip was bleeding. He said loudly: "They are coming up soon. If you want to hide, go upstairs!"

"But...are you really not afraid of death?"

The man spit and cursed loudly: "Of course I am afraid of death! Stop talking, I am almost scared to death. You guys hurry up, I will fight them later! ”

No one stood up to kill the rats with him.

The rest of the people all ran to the upper floor, and then a lot of tables, chairs, cabinets, etc. were thrown to the entrance of the corridor on the upper floor.

This can at least delay the speed of the rats.

"Come on, bastards!"

The man took out a cigarette, and finally lit it with trembling hands. He took a deep breath and stared at the entrance of the corridor.

He held the kitchen knife tightly in his right hand.

The blood vessels on his hand were bulging.

Almost everyone in the town was divided by the sudden tide of rats.

They fought on their own, and most of them guarded a certain building.

The cries and screams were connected.

Someone looked down from the upper floor and saw that the black mass of rats below was full of rats.

They were eating everything frantically.

Whether it was humans, human food, or houses.

They didn't let go of anything.

"How can we live like this! Those damn rats not only eat people, but also rushed into our homes and ate up all our food! Even if we kill the rats, what will we eat in the future? "

Someone cried in despair.

"Do you have bombs? Throw down some bomb sheets and kill them!"

"Do you have bomb sheets? Who has bomb sheets now? Forget bomb sheets, there are no firecrackers!"

Someone suddenly suggested: "Do you have oil? We pour the oil from here, and then throw the fire down, and they will not be burned to death?"

"The oil is at home..."

Where can they get the oil from the top of this tall building?

They were almost about to collapse.

This is not how the end of the world works!

Someone had already called for help.

But it takes time.

The person on the other end of the phone just asked them to protect themselves first, saying that rescue would arrive soon.

But now it has been more than half an hour, and there is still no sign of rescue.

"It seems that this time we humans are really finished."

"No, it's just us ordinary people who are finished. As long as the army is still there, humans will not be finished."

"Army? Where is the army now?"

There was no sign of the army.

But suddenly someone exclaimed: "Look, what is that?"

"Army? ! "

People saw the fire.

It was the fire from the muzzle!

People were excited.

Looking at the gunfire outside the window getting closer and closer, they couldn't help but cheer.

The savior has arrived!

The army has arrived!

"But... why are there only a few people?"

The gunfire was very conspicuous in the dark night, and they could see that there were not many people coming, only about ten.

"Only ten people? Isn't that too few?"

"Is it because this has happened in other places? Where did these damn rats come from? I have never heard of there being so many mutated rats here."

"Now I don't care where the rats came from, I just want to know when we will be saved."

"There's a man coming here!"

Sure enough, the blazing gun came downstairs, and the rat began to rush towards the man crazily.

The man was calm and composed, and the muzzle of his gun kept spraying out bullets that harvested the lives of rats.

Soon the bullets were all gone in one clip, and then he quickly and skillfully changed the bullets, and the flames erupted again.

The people upstairs couldn't see clearly who the person below was.

But suddenly, the man threw several weapons.

The hand fell into the group of rats and immediately exploded with a lot of flesh and blood.

Rats are not afraid of death at all. No matter how many they die, they still rush towards the gunfire without any hesitation.

Suddenly, the man shouted: "Is there anyone up there? If there is no one, I will leave. If there is someone, just shout a few words!"

Then he cursed softly: "No one has made a sound for a long time. Is there no one hiding here? If I had known, I wouldn't have come here."

When the people above heard what the man said, someone quickly shouted: "Yes! Someone! Help! Hero!"

The man below shouted loudly: "I should have said something a long time ago! Okay, I understand, wait until I kill all these rats first!"

"Chen Fei?" Someone upstairs was suddenly startled. He finally heard it. Isn't that exactly Chen Fei's voice?

Why does he have a gun?

And come to save them?

It was so unexpected.