Text Chapter 68: Survivors in the Small Building

The president used the term of mayor of Houston to exchange for this small building, so Robert has to be worthy of the mayoral position he gets, this small building in the northern suburbs of Houston, not only the president's requirements for security have been exceeded, but every room is extremely luxuriously furnished, Robert has done everything he thinks of and can't think of, except for not storing materials in the small building.

When the disaster broke out, Robert's first thought was this small building, and he took the people of the town hall to collect survivors all the way and occupy the small building. After Xiaolou stabilized, he sent someone to find the Morgan family's base in the city, but in the last days when the ruling order had already collapsed, he was a useless mayor who was not qualified to meet the Morgan family.

Today, the hall was crowded with a group of filthy survivors, who also saw the message left by the city government and came to this small suburban building with a mayor.

The new survivors have changed into clean clothes and are lining up like the other survivors to receive their food.

Robert hated the filthy survivors, but he stood behind a few makeshift tables that served as shelves, scooping steaming broth into everyone's bowls with an iron spoon, and the occasional lucky one might even get a few pieces of meat, which was a great blessing to the new group of survivors. However, they did not notice that the other survivors who had already joined at the front of the group did not have this joy as they did.

Several strong men stood on the periphery of the hall. Armed with loaded automatic rifles, they stared at the crowd more than ten meters away, staring at the women in the group with a lewd smile.

If there is something unusual, they will shoot without hesitation.

According to normal thinking, the rescued person will be more or less grateful, and there is no need to be so guarded. However, Robert does not want to save all of them, he believes that he himself is tasked with preserving the flame of human civilization, and he must ensure the survival of the elite of all walks of life in the small building in the face of a food crisis.

After each defector registered, everything on them that could cause harm to others was confiscated. These people were placed in the corridor on the first floor of the small building, and the rooms were already full.

The corners of the stairs and the corridors of the small building are guarded by heavily armed team members, and there are corresponding guards between the floors, these measures are not superfluous, and Robert must contain these survivors.

The people in the hall were very orderly. There was no confusion and no loud noise. They sat at the table with bowls of porridge and drank and talked in whispers. There are also people who help with things and clean up.

They all knew very well what was going on, and they knew that there were hideous and terrifying zombies everywhere outside. The conversation was nothing more than the horrors that each person experienced, their views on the current situation, and their worries about the future.

A middle-aged man who was a little bald took out his mobile phone from his arms, approached his eyes, and frowned and broadcast several numbers in a row. Soon, the last bit of power in the phone was drained, and he said with a dark screen and a sad face: "There is still no government broadcast, and I can't receive any news." ”

The thin man next to him rolled up the sleeves of his shirt, rubbed his nose with his thumb, and muttered to himself, as if asking everyone: "Those monsters... Where did they come from? ”

No one answered, only the snorting sound of sipping the broth.

"Then why hasn't anyone come to the rescue?"

Tall and lanky men scoffed at this statement. He raised his voice and retorted: "Even the mayor is here, so where do you think the army is?" Where are the police? I can't even get through on the phone, and all of a sudden I cut off contact with the outside world... Do you think this explanation is reasonable? Is it possible? ”

"Anyway, I'll have to go back and see. After a few days of rest here, I'm going back to my family. ”

The aimless discussions of these new survivors are not destined to lead to anything.

The chaotic speculation made the already dull atmosphere even more depressing. Soon, the survivors who had been in the small building left the messy dining table after eating and returned to their respective rooms to rest.

"Mayor, seventeen more people joined, and most of the seventeen people fled from the rocket center at this time, three of them are PhDs in mechanical engineering from MIT, three are PhDs in aerospace from MIT, and six are graduates of Harvard Medical School, and the remaining five people have no special abilities and specialties, they are all small shopkeepers and grassroots employees from all walks of life." Upstairs in the conference room, the mayor's secretary reported to Robert.

Robert took the registration form handed by the secretary, looked at it a few times, and said, "They are all talents, we must protect them!" The other five people mean that we have a few more days of food, and we have to keep the social elite, and as for the rest, let them be used as fertilizer for the seeds of civilization. ”

Just as Robert finished speaking, suddenly the office became very bright, and he and the secretary were surprised for a moment and did not react to the headlights overhead, and then there was a commotion downstairs - there was electricity!

However, the commotion downstairs did not last long before the cheers were replaced by cheers, and a small group of heavily armed soldiers rushed out of the basement passageway, and they used standard tactical maneuvers to occupy the control point in the house in an instant. The survivors didn't care that the team actually came out of the basement, so he didn't know that the team was not a U.S. military, but a robot controlled by Jiang Sen.

"Saved! Long live the great America! The cheers downstairs hit Robert's heart again and again, the army appeared, he was afraid, afraid that he would be punished by the law if the cannibalism was exposed, but he was more happy, the rescue appeared means that order is back, it will be the mayor of Houston, a heroic mayor who has saved many elites who are useful to the country.

He hurriedly got up from behind the desk, hurriedly arranged his tie, and said anxiously and happily to the secretary: "Hurry! Take a look at my tie. ”

But excitedly, as soon as he went downstairs, in the passage where the U.S. military team poured out, several yellow people walked in, and the words of the yellow man at the head completely pierced everyone's excitement, "Everyone! We are not saviors, but invaders, and now I declare that this small building is mine, is there any problem? ”

"Click, click!" As soon as Jiang Sen finished speaking, the robot soldiers who occupied the control point in the hall loaded their bullets and pointed their guns at the dissatisfied survivors in the hall.

"Why! Why are you like this, it is clear that we came first! It was a strong man with a gun standing in the crowd of survivors roaring angrily.

"The continent here was once the territory of the Indians, why did it occupy it, I don't want to say it a second time, I welcome those who are willing to stay, and please leave if you don't want to stay." Jiang Sen looked around without any expression.

"Bang!" The robot soldier standing in a high corner suddenly fired, and the bullet pierced a strong man with a gun, whose muzzle was shot in the head before he could raise it.

"Bang bang!" Immediately after more gunshots, the guards in the hall who raised their guns fell to the ground.

Then the hall was silent, these survivors have already experienced the survival of the end times, they know that survival is always the first, they will not resist, and they dare not resist, although Robert is the nominal mayor of Houston, but it is obvious that this new yellow man is stronger, and stronger strength may mean better survival.

Robert, who was standing on the stairs, didn't rush to speak, he needed to revisit the situation.

The blood oozing from the corpses on the ground began to spread on the floor of the hall, flowing through the soles of the survivors' shoes, but no one dared to move, and the whole hall was filled with a very bloody smell, and it was obvious that Jiang Sen, the new ruler, had left a deep impression on them with his majesty.

"Brother Sen! You see! Luan Yue's shouts from the kitchen broke the tension in the small building's space.

The kitchen of Xiaolou has always been a forbidden area for survivors, they are not allowed to set foot in the kitchen, but every day there are always survivors around them disappearing, and everyone's food is broth every day, so even if they don't see it with their own eyes, these survivors can probably guess that the kitchen is dealing with living people, and the broth they eat daily is made of human flesh, but in order to fill their stomachs, everyone knows that they don't open their mouths, and now the new ruler has unlocked the dirty privacy that everyone knows.

Jiang Sen looked at the suddenly nervous faces of the group of survivors opposite, and had already guessed almost, "Slow!" Wait! My lord, my lord, we accept your rule, we accept your rule! At this time, Robert rushed to Jiang Sen's side, and the two soldiers immediately grabbed him, he tried his best to get close to Jiang Sen, and lowered his voice, "You can't go in like this, we can deal with this matter privately, you must know that it is a harm to other people to expose the kitchen matter publicly, which will directly impact their bottom line as a person, and you will ruin these people, most of these people are social elites, and they will be useful to the entire human civilization!" I'm willing to die! I'm willing to die! I'm leading this matter myself! Kill me! Just kill me."

In fact, there is no right or wrong in this world, everyone is living according to their own beliefs, Robert's belief is to preserve the fire of human civilization, for which he can sacrifice his own life, because in his eyes, in front of human civilization, everyone's life can be sacrificed, including himself.

Jiang Sen stared at his eyes and saw a trace of selfishness in the eyes of the white man here, as long as he had a trace of selfishness, Jiang Sen could kill him with peace of mind, but this resolute white man resolutely responded to Jiang Sen's gaze, he knew that he had to die.