"And what about them?" Zhao Qiang's eyes flickered a little, joining the special forces is every boy's childhood dream, and today this dream is placed in front of his eyes, within reach, but Zhao Qiang has a trace of hesitation.

"Join us, you can help more people like them, and here, we'll send someone to take over the defense here." Yang Zining turned around and looked at Zhao Qiang seriously.

"The People's Liberation Army?" Zhao Qiang asked, during this time he found that as long as they are real PLA soldiers, no matter what kind of environment they are in, they can be trusted, at least until now, every PLA that Zhao Qiang has met is trustworthy.

"Mercenaries." Yang Zining shook his head helplessly, "You can also call them contractors, as long as you can pay enough fees, they can contract the corresponding combat missions." ”

"There are mercenaries in the country too?" Zhao Qiang was a little unconvinced, he had heard of this profession, but there was no suitable soil for them to survive in China, and the war-torn African continent was their fertile soil.

"Not before, a lot now." Yang Zining's tone was more helpless.

"Don't you care?"

"It's not that I don't care, but I can't manage it." Yang Zining smiled bitterly: "We can eliminate them, but we can't bear the consequences of eliminating them, we don't have enough manpower to take over those bases that are empty." "The mercenaries have far more population resources at their disposal than the government, and their elimination means that countless innocent people have lost their last resort.

"You can persuade them to surrender, but you don't have to destroy them."

"I'm asking you a question." Yang Zining did not answer directly.

"What?"

"If one day you become the emperor, and the next day a stranger comes and tells you that you have no room to play as an emperor, and you are given a change of office director, which changes you, can you agree?" Yang Zining's meaning is obvious, those mercenaries eat and drink spicy food there, and their lives are like the emperor of the soil, and no one is willing to give up the "good" life that has been reached.

"But we don't have any money!" Zhao Qiang said that money, a beautifully printed paper, cannot be eaten or worn, not even the cheapest toilet paper in the supermarket, and boxes of cash in the cash truck are discarded at will, just to be able to hold an extra bag of moldy rice.

"But if you have people, you will have resources, and if you have resources, you can afford to hire mercenaries." Yang Zining's tone was like an electronic synthesis, without the slightest emotion.

"But they'll be slaves!" Zhao Qiang knows very well what kind of life the survivors who have lost their protection will fall into, the original Xiao Ma Ge is the best example, what is the difference between those who rescued him and slaves?

"Natural selection, survival of the fittest, the law of nature is like this."

"Hell! They are people, not animals! Zhao Qiang said angrily: "It's a civilized society now, not a fucking old society!" Zhao Qiang's hand had already touched his waist, and there, there was a Type 92 pistol that was always loaded, ready to fire.

"Sometimes, in order to live, people have to give up something that they think is very important." Yang Zining didn't seem to notice Zhao Qiang's actions, but the index finger of his right hand jumped slightly unconsciously.

"Do you have to give up even dignity?"

"Can dignity be used as food or as bullets?"

"I know some bastards." Zhao Qiang suppressed the anger in his heart, "They all died under my gun, do you know why?" ”

"I know. But if you're like me, you've made the long journey from Beijing to here, and what you've seen and heard along the way is enough to make you as numb as I am. Yang Zining smiled bitterly again, and there was too much helplessness in his tone.

Along the way, Yang Zining's biggest discovery was that mercenaries and slaves, the two ugliest tumors in society, had become the most common phenomenon in almost all survivor camps.

Only those who were the most powerful and had guns and ammunition had more food and water, and they soon became the ruling class in the entire survivor camp - the slave owners, who controlled many men with good fighting skills as mercenaries, and issued different missions for those mercenaries or poor people in exchange for ammunition, food, and other resources.

The old people are seen as a burden, they have no use value but consume valuable resources, and the situation of the underage children is slightly better than that of the old people, because when they grow up, there is a high probability that they will become warriors or another resource, in those camps, women exist as a resource, and the younger and more beautiful the woman, the higher the value. As a man, you can have as many wives as you want, provided that you have enough ability to ensure that no one can covet your young and beautiful wives.

More people have become slaves, especially those who used to be white-collar workers or even gold-collars, and many of them are not even as good as slaves. The kind of high-minded temperament they have cultivated in high-rise offices makes them think that fighting with guns is the work of inferior people and barbarians, and that they are the best class in society no matter what the environment, and as the elite of this country, after the crisis has passed, they are still the mainstay of this society, so their precious energy should not be wasted on fighting zombies.

Soon, they found out that zombies couldn't tell who was a white-collar worker and who was a beggar, and in the same way, once a person was hungry, the reaction of the elite and the beggar was exactly the same. As a result, this group of elites who are industrious and do not distinguish between grains and grains finally became the lowest slaves.

At first, Yang Zining, like Zhao Qiang, hated this ugly system to the core, and he and his lone wolves provoked a war with mercenaries and slavery. The Wolf Fangs had absolute superiority, they won every battle, countless slave owners were suppressed, and from the perspective of war, the Wolf Fangs lost.

When the lone wolves returned to the survivor camps where they had fought, they found that the survivor camps they had liberated had only two paths: one was to be wiped out by the zombies, and the other was that a new dictator had taken the throne, even more than his predecessor had done.

Over time, Yang Zining got used to this phenomenon, no matter who it was, he had no right to decide the life and death of others, no matter what kind of high-sounding reason was given to that decision, it could not be a reason to decide the life and death of others, maybe in the eyes of civilized people, mercenaries and slaves were intolerable, but such a system made most people survive, and it was a little bitter, but after all, they were still alive.

It's like Hamlet's classic monologue: to live or to perish, that's the question. It's just that everyone has the right to choose, and no one can make a choice for them.