"No one is going to spend explosives to block the road for no reason."

"It's not far from the new city."

With the words of the people, things have become clear.

"Maybe there is already a team of survivors who have the right to speak on the new side of the city, and they are collecting supplies."

Zeng Hao summed up somewhat sensibly.

"They are blowing up rocks and blocking roads, probably to give us a warning and to slow down our progress."

"Damn it, those are our supplies!"

With Zeng Hao's words, people began to become enthusiastic.

"Let's go, we're going to take back what belongs to us!"

Under Leng Hao's order, the soldiers of the entire advance team sorted out their weapons and rushed down the hillside with great momentum.

What weeds and shrubs, what difficult roads, now all this is not a problem.

As long as I think of those comrades-in-arms who fought and died bravely in the defensive battle, there seems to be a fire burning in people's chests.

This new city was originally occupied by the Amida protozoa.

It is Leng Hao who has led people through countless blood and sweat to usher in today.

And now there are some survivors who used to hide in the valley of the unknown, doves occupy the magpie's nest to rob the people of the fruits of victory that people have paid for with their blood and sacrifice?

"Attention, all on guard."

"If you encounter someone who raises a gun at me, you don't need to ask, just shoot and kill!"

The rat expedition, which was already a little annoyed because the road was cut off by rocks, has now become even more murderous.

In this world, you are already considered a good person if you don't rob other people's things.

Someone comes to rob their own things, and if they back down, how can they live?

…………

"Brothers, let's not talk about the previous suffering."

Gong Zhichao was also doing pre-war mobilization at this time.

"I don't know if those people are the Wehrmacht, but these things are things that we have with great difficulty. Does anyone want to give up? ”

As Gong Zhichao spoke, he pointed to the pile of debris in the distance, which was divided into several piles and raised high.

"For more than a year, we have been hiding in the mines. In the toughest times, you can only drink some stalactite water, eat centipedes, eat bats, and eat everything you can. ”

"That army didn't help us at all!"

As Gong Zhichao spoke, the eyes of these miners in front of him gradually turned red.

"Anyway, these things are ours, and no one wants to snatch them!"

Someone finally began to respond to Gong Zhichao's speech.

Time passed slowly, and the status of the people's army, which was once hidden in people's hearts, began to gradually collapse, especially where interests were involved.

Of course, there are still many people who are unwilling and afraid to fight with the army.

"With these supplies, we will be able to grow and thrive, and we will be able to live a life where we can eat and drink every day."

Gong Zhichao's voice gradually became very demagogic.

"Li Ming said just now, those soldiers are six or seven people, six or seven guns!"

"There are hundreds of people on our side, let those laborers rush to the front line, we are following behind, how can the first wave kill a few, what is there to worry about the rest!"

"Those soldiers were still able to wear military uniforms and eat and drink spicy food in this era, while those of us who used to pay taxes and feed them had such a hard time?"

"Even if there are still some of them, are we all eating dry food?"

"Or are you willing to watch your hard-earned material being taken away without compensation?"

"In times of war, there are few armies that maintain military discipline!"

"And maybe these soldiers will directly threaten us with guns to work for them, do you want to live like this?"

At Gong Zhichao's shout, the miners also began to clench the rifles in their hands.

They don't give up what they've got.

"Everyone, today, as long as we kill these ruffians who rob us of our things, the women over there, I am in charge, everyone can pick one and play as they please!"

At this time, the somewhat pretty Xiaoyu also spoke.

"They will be your exclusive slaves, as long as you fight as hard as you can in this battle and win!"

Xiao Yu's face revealed a hint of temptation, and she gently stretched out the tip of her tongue and licked her red lips.

"Exclusive slave, only this one chance!"

"It's done!"

At the instigation of Gong Zhichao and the two of them, the miners threw away the food in their hands and began to spontaneously check their firearms and prepare for battle.

"And you, each of you will be given a machete later."

"Anyone who kills a soldier in battle, or shows bravery, will be called up to my team and become my official subordinate, no longer a laborer!"

Gong Zhichao rolled his eyes and looked at the somewhat dazed laborers in the distance.

There were surrenderers from other survivors' teams, as well as women who were oppressed by life and were a little less able to resist.

"Guys, it's hard work on our side, but at least everyone has something to eat, right?"

"I, Gong Zhichao, am not a saint, of course, I have to protect myself, my brother."

"But I'm not bad for you, it's been almost a week now, and none of you have starved to death, have you?"

His words made it impossible for those who survived to refute them.

"You may think those ruffians are better than we are. Frankly, I don't know. ”

Gong Zhichao paused: "However, in this era, I prefer to grasp what I have now, rather than extravagant for some discipline, morality, these illusory things!" ”

"This battle must be a bit dangerous, but as long as you survive and make contributions, you will naturally be my Gong Zhichao's brother!"

Gong Zhichao's words lit a fire of hope in the eyes of many survivors.

They have to admit that this guy is at least pretty good for the miners.

"Kill those ruffians, there is enough supplies for a city here!"

"Even if it is burned by fire, even if there are many Armida protozoa that have been destroyed, the supplies of this city will be enough for us people to use for several years!"

"Whether you will be a laborer for the rest of your life and die silently on the side of the road, or follow me to eat and drink spicy food in the future, it depends on your own choice!"

Gong Zhichaofa felt that he had talent in this area, and he waved his fist and shouted loudly.

In a world where the laws of this world have long since changed, morality, bottom line, and shame are not as important as real satiety.

Even though some workers were a little dissatisfied with Gong Zhichao just now, now they are nodding to Gong Zhichao for a glimmer of hope.

Without him, people want to live.

No matter what, live, live a little better than yesterday!