Chapter 54: Purging the Shelter
With enough food to replenish their body's energy, the Red Guard soldiers were able to work tirelessly.
But Wang Tu can't, he is a living person, and his cells need metabolism, so he can't hold on until two o'clock in the morning.
Yawning, drawing longer lines with white lime powder, then setting aside small piles of quick food and commanding them.
"Dig slowly, and get something to eat yourself when you're hungry."
Then, he went to the cab of the No. 1 armed mining vehicle and lay down and fell asleep.
As the night deepened, the snoring began to rise.
When morning came, a flock of unknown birds flew through the sky.
They chirp and don't seem to be affected by the great turmoil of the whole world.
The shelter was boiling.
People woke up from their sleep, got out of the warm bed, put on cold clothes, shivered, and went out into the courtyard.
As soon as the north wind washed his face, the qi dissipated immediately when he got up, and he was instantly refreshed.
Zhang Qiang was carrying a pot lid and was still knocking it up with a wooden stick.
"Boom Boom ......"
"Everyone, get up!"
Seeing this scene, some people were immediately dissatisfied.
"Who are you, a haunter early in the morning!"
This is a survivor who came yesterday.
Zhang Qiang ignored it and continued to knock.
There are also those who want to sleep again, but they are really irritable, so they can only get up.
Soon, more people poured into the courtyard.
Confused, angry, and disdainful eyes were thrown over and cast on Zhang Qiang.
Zhang Qiang stopped his movements, put the lid aside, and walked to the middle of the courtyard.
He cleared his throat and began to speak.
"Some of them came yesterday. There are also people who came the day before yesterday. ”
"It's only been a day or two, and I feel comfortable and forget about the terrible zombies outside."
"Still sleeping lazily and feeling like you don't have to go to work? Still don't feel like you need to go to school? Coming on vacation? ”
Zhang Qiang said so fiercely that he almost blushed.
Someone suddenly woke up, hung his head, and was ashamed.
But some people still stumbled their heads and mocked loudly in the crowd: "Educate others with your own ideas, who do you think you are." ”
"If you get close to the army, you will bully us in turn."
"Managing people is addictive, who doesn't like the feeling of holding power."
As fellow survivors, they believe that everyone is equal, and of course they will be unscrupulous.
Unfortunately, from some point on, there has been a distance between people.
Zhang Qiang laughed angrily and asked softly, "Then how many of you think it's right to sleep lazy?" ”
"Is it right to eat and wait for death?"
"Is it right to sneer at others when you make yourself happy?"
Although he asked questions again and again, his tone was not crazy, but slightly low and hoarse.
There was silence all around, and for some reason, no one dared to look directly into his calm eyes.
After being silent for a while, Zhang Qiang suddenly muttered to himself, "Why do you say me...... Why. ”
Quite an idiot's word.
The mouth grows on the face, what others say, how they speak, how you interfere.
Who do you think you are?
So, someone couldn't hold back and laughed.
This is naked ridicule.
Zhang Qiang raised his head and squinted at the past, and a relatively neatly dressed young man came into sight.
He came yesterday, Zhang Qiang went to chat with him, and when he counted his personal information, the other party had an extremely bad attitude after knowing that Zhang Qiang was the temporary person in charge.
According to the understanding, the other party's father is a well-known real estate developer in Chengnan District, Jiangdong City, and the family has four sisters, but he is the only son.
Compared to other survivors, the specialties reported are cooks, sewing, repairmen......
He said a lot of things proudly, drag racing, rap, basketball, golf, and shaking his head.
Zhang Qiang wrote down his name, place of origin and age on the roster, and did not write anything else.
Forbearance was the most basic, and Zhang Qiang did not have a seizure at that time.
When arranging accommodation, he also made a fuss and had to live in a single room.
A few men couldn't stand it, and rolled up their sleeves to beat him, so he compromised.
Today, it's coming out again.
"It's okay to come out, although I'm used to being quiet."
Zhang Qiang muttered in his mouth and walked over.
"There are things that can not be solved by talking well."
"Otherwise, some people will ride on the head and bully you."
"And then they scolded you for being incompetent."
"Hehe, I'm not your parents, why am I used to you."
He laughed as he spoke, and he was angry again, his expression twisted strangely.
With each step, the angrier I became, and the image of the past came to my mind.
The people he hates, the men and women, the bullshit love, the ...... Everything that is unforgettable.
It's all in my head, and my emotions are hard to control.
Zhang Qiang, before the end of the world, beheaded his own woman and the adulterer with his own hands.
He is a murderer.
The crowd dispersed, looking at him in fear.
It turns out that people's eyes will really shine, and they will be red, as if they are going to devour people.
The young man remained motionless, because, he was frightened and stupid.
The legs are as weak as noodles, and they can't move, and they can't run.
Zhang Qiang came to the young man, who was not as tall as him, and looked up at him.
"How...... of you...... You, you... Want to fight! ”
The young man was incoherent and broke out in a cold sweat, still not wanting to lose face in front of everyone.
Zhang Qiang snorted rough air in his nostrils, and said hoarsely: "Why do you say me." ”
"I ...... Why...... No, you can't... Say you. The young man swallowed and winced, "The remarks ...... Freely. ”
"Be careful, buddy...... Catch you. ”
Zhang Qiang shook his head and said regretfully: "No, this is a matter between us, and they won't care." ”
"In addition, if you want to talk about me, then I can't suffer."
After speaking, Zhang Qiang reached into his arms under the gaze of dozens of pairs of eyes.
Immediately after, he pulled out a black pistol.
"Click......
The crisp sound of a bullet being loaded.
The next moment, the muzzle of the black hole was compared to the young man's jaw.
"I'll have to kill you to be fair."
In many cases, the role of a gun is better than any quarrel and justification.
Although it exudes coldness, it is very effective in persuading people to do good.
Soon, the atmosphere went from noisy to calm.
When people looked at Zhang Qiang again, the awe in their expressions was infinitely magnified and overshadowed everything.
The young man was almost crying, every part of his body was trembling, and his lips were white from extreme fear.
"Don't ...... Don't kill me...... I'm afraid... Die. ”
Zhang Qiang looked at him, nodded and said, "Oh." ”
"Bang-"
Sharp gunshots rang out in the courtyard.
There was a woman screaming, covering her face and turning her head, not wanting to see such a bloody scene.
He really dared to shoot, he was so daring.
This guy is crazy, right?
The men were also panicking.
There was no blood, no corpses, the young man was still alive.
A red-hot bullet swept across his cheek and into the brick floor.
But he is afraid that he will leave an indelible shadow on his psyche and will never forget it.
"Hey, I actually went crazy."
Zhang Qiang seemed dissatisfied with his marksmanship, shook his head, and began to use the gun in both hands, re-facing the young man.
Life and death are only between each other's thoughts.
The young man could no longer hold back and fell to his knees with a thud.
"Brother...... Please...... You spare me, and in the future, you can let me do anything. ”
"Really?" Zhang Qiang asked.
"You can rest assured...... I, if I dare not listen...... You're going to shoot me. ”
"That's right." Zhang Qiang said, patted his head, as if he was touching a puppy, and said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, my bullets, there are many more." ”