There are no more old and sick people in the town, and there are very few children and women.

Only young and vigorous young people are alive today.

And they know very well in their hearts that in this broken cover, there is only the difference between living one more day and living one day less.

They have begged for help, saved themselves, resisted, and even smashed the police station.

None of this can change the current situation.

If you don't explode in silence, you perish in silence.

Some people choose to die in the way they think is most relaxing.

Some people are beginning to indulge themselves and treat today as their last revelry.

They stopped looking for fuel and began to smash and loot.

Smash the gold shop open, throw the gold inside and play with it, step on it hard, and throw it into the water.

Break into the bank, pile up all the banknotes, and burn them in one fire.

Smash cars on the side of the road.

Crazy xx ......

Others began to vent and retaliate frantically.

Bottles of alcohol from restaurants, light them, and throw them into crowds and houses to set them on fire.

Killing people everywhere with a pistol, occasionally someone pinching a grenade, clinging to the transparent wall at the moment of the explosion.

Flesh and blood splattered on the walls.

The dome was not shaken by this.

The people and the media outside have long been gone.

The guards stood two hundred meters away, not approaching without an order, and could only see a silent splash of blood on the dome.

Fu An'an looked out the window through the gap in the plank.

Smoke was thick all around.

All kinds of guns and explosions were heard one after another.

In just one day, the number of people in the town was probably only 1,000, and the number was reduced by two-thirds!

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The twenty-fifth day of the flower field town.

I suffocated for 5 hours at night and 5 hours during the day.

Those who are incapable are dead, those who are average in ability, and those who are psychologically fragile are all dead.

Perhaps because of the smaller base, the number of deaths in the town is much lower today.

The remaining thousand people began the fiercest competition for survival.

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Fu An'an squatted in the villa, looking stable, but in fact he was particularly nervous every day.

There are also survivors passing by downstairs, and if anyone really has the idea of a villa, they have limited manpower, and all their belongings are here, which is really difficult to handle.

Fu Anan told Fu Yizhi about his worries.

Hearing this, Fu Yizhi pursed his lips slightly, "What are you going to do?" ”

"Otherwise, we'll have to swap jobs." Fu Anan said seriously,

"The first is inflation. Now we can fill the compressed air very fast, and we can get it by one person.

For the last few days, we had to leave someone upstairs to keep watch. ”

Fu Yizhi nodded slightly, "Go on." ”

Fu Anan then said, "The second is the rest time. If one person is asleep, the other must be awake.

One is to prevent death from hypoxia during sleep; The second is to guard and prevent anyone from breaking into the yard. ”

Both of these are too important.

Once, when she was sleeping, she dropped her breathing mask and almost suffocated to death.

Fu Yizhi: "Yes." ”

With the approval of his eldest brother, Fu Anan was motivated for a while.

"Okay, I'll make a schedule now, and divide the work between the two of us."

After speaking, Fu Anan left with a roar.

Half an hour later, Fu Yizhi watched Fu An'an hand him an arrangement sheet, with a quilt dragging behind him.

Fu Yizhi took the paper and paused.

"What do you do?"

"Lay on the floor." Fu Anan pouted his ass and began to spread the quilt,

"Brother Fu, since we have such a fine division of labor, of course we have to live together to communicate.

You can't always book an alarm clock every time you take a break and go back and forth between two rooms for half an hour, right? ”