Chapter Ninety-Three, The First Night on the Island
As Shen Xiaoyan said, this Wen Ziyin is simply useless, and he has relied on his father's blessing all his life to eat, drink, prostitute and gamble, and live a drunken life.
As for how his father succeeded in ascending to the throne in the past ten days, he himself didn't know much more than the people in the Chihai Camp who had just arrived.
"You ...... Don't kill me......" he pleaded pitifully.
"Okay, okay, I'm too lazy to kill you, find a room and lock yourself in." Li Yan waved his hand, Wen Zi faintly seemed to be amnesty, nodded at Li Yan and Zhao Jianjun and walked into the room.
The more fierce some people are, the more cowardly they become when they meet someone more ruthless than themselves.
"Battalion Commander Zhao, what should we do now?" Li Yan saw Zhao Jianjun squatting on the ground, rubbing a ball of dirt.
"When I was young, I went to the countryside to join the queue, and after so many years, I have never forgotten the work of farming. The mud here is so strange, there are no microorganisms in it, and there is no smell of earth, but it is a little rancid. Zhao Jianjun's observation is also not weak, and he has also noticed what Li Yan has discovered, and there are deeper discoveries.
"Battalion Commander Zhao, I'm afraid there are still a lot of mysteries on this island. That Wen Yumin's attitude towards us was very ambiguous, and I didn't know what he wanted to do. Li Yan and Zhao Jianjun squatted down together, followed his example, dug out the soil, and rubbed it between their fingers.
"What do you think?" Faced with these things that he had never seen before, Zhao Jianjun was used to consulting Li Yan's opinion.
"Hehe, in this apocalyptic world, all the inexplicable things are pushed on those monsters. The anomalies of this small island are obvious, and neither the withering of plants nor the deterioration of the soil can be explained by previous science. I don't know exactly what the reason is, but I guess at least 70% of it is caused by some kind of monster. ”
"Some kind of monster?" Zhao Jianjun's brows furrowed even deeper.
"Thirteen days ago, half a million people were stranded on this island, but how many are there now? According to the approximate estimate of the population density we saw before, there are now 70,000 left. ”
Li Yan assumes that the refugees are evenly distributed on the islands, and first estimates the number of people per unit area, multiplied by the habitable area of the islands, and then adds the middle area where the population is concentrated. The numbers are not accurate, but they are not far off.
"Battalion Commander Zhao, I want to ask, has the goal of our Chihai Battalion changed?" Li Yan's eyes burned.
"Of course it hasn't changed!" Zhao Jianjun's expression was solemn, "Save the Chihai New Area!" Save the people here! No matter how many are still alive, none of these who are alive can be left behind! ”
"Then let's continue to fight, I'm afraid that our 'salvation' is far from the end."
Once, Zhao Jianjun naively thought that transporting food to the Chihai area would be considered a rescue, but that was far from enough.
At this moment, this Chihai area is still shrouded in a strange shadow, and if this shadow is not torn apart, the rescue operation of the Chihai Camp will never end!
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Wen Ziyin confessed everything he knew, although it did not involve the most core secrets, but he finally explained what happened in the thirteen days in this Chihai area.
In the first three days, the troops of the Red Naval Region held the Chihai Bridge and held it with great difficulty. The 500,000 refugees survived on the food they originally had on the island, the seafood they fished from the sea, and even the bark and grass roots.
But after three days, all the food was gone, and hundreds of thousands of people were plunged into a terrible hell. As Li Yan guessed, people attacked each other, and even cannibalism happened. The total population was rapidly decreasing, with only 70,000 people left in just five days.
But eight days later, Wen Yumin found a group of loyal soldiers out of nowhere, established the so-called Red Sea Guard, and began distributing those protein bars.
In a world of famine, if you have food, you have everything. In just a few days, Wen Yumin grasped the power of life and death for everyone in the Chihai District.
In fact, Wen Ziyin had no idea why his father suddenly became so powerful, and the two were separated when the disaster broke out, and it was not until the Red Sea Guardian was established that his father found him back.
There is nothing more dangerous in the world than to be in a land that you don't know at all, and without intelligence, there is no possibility of analyzing countermeasures. This is someone else's territory, and the so-called strong dragon is difficult to suppress the ground snake, not to mention that the strength of the Chihai Battalion is not a "strong dragon".
Li Yan knew that everyone's situation was very dangerous now, but he couldn't find any way to break the situation. If Manjoo were still conscious, she might be able to discover some secrets with her probing powers, but unfortunately she's still a marionette.
It was not Li Yan's temper to be beaten passively, he looked at the gradually darkening sky and decided to go into battle in person.
"I'll go over there tonight and investigate." Li Yan pointed to the huge circular building not far away, where was the convention and exhibition center of the Chihai District, which was also the headquarters of the Chihai Guardians.
"That's all I have to do, and I have to take your risk." Zhao Jianjun knew that this was the only way now, and the escort force had thousands of people, and the Chihai Battalion, which had only a hundred people, did not dare to clash head-on. Besides, it's hard to say what kind of attitude that Wen Yumin has.
Li Yan turned his head to look at Shen Xiaoyan again, "This island is very weird, I can't tell what will happen, you can only be careful yourself." ”
Shen Xiaoyan nodded, "You need to pay more attention to safety, don't be reckless." ”
Li Yan nodded, but he couldn't laugh.
The reason why "Li Madman" can always count the last resort is because he is always able to control all kinds of information and intelligence, and he always has various ways to find the enemy's weaknesses.
But this time it was different, the enemy was a shadow, but the Chihai battalion was in the open, the enemy's strength was not clear at all, and his own strength was completely exposed.
Since he is in a dangerous situation, then Li Yan has to make more dangerous moves, and he will not enter the tiger's den to get the tiger?
When the bright moon rose and the night shrouded everything, Li Yan put on three layers of body armor, and then covered it with black clothes, just like a night suit in a martial arts novel. He crept out of the windowsill of the small building where everyone lived.
His senses were much sharper than those of the average person, and he cowered on the edge of the windowsill, quietly observing the buildings around the small building.
"Sure enough, someone is watching."
Sure enough, Wen Yumin sent people to set up a lot of secret posts nearby, as long as the people of the Chihai Battalion had any action, they could not escape his eyes.
It's a pity that these secret sentinels are enough to deal with ordinary people, but they are still a bit unqualified for Li Yan.