Some of the survivors gathered outside the gate of the duplex community followed the guidance on the mobile phone text message and went to find the tent.

But there are also some people, such as Sanyuhong, who want to win this duplex community.

Of course, they want as many people as possible to help storm the gates of the community.

After all, there are still many wounded and sick people stationed in this community, and if this group of wounded and sick people are stationed and assembled, it will also be a lot of combat effectiveness.

In addition, Chang Yuhong also heard that Wang Zexuan didn't know where to get a lot of guns.

Sanyu Hong pondered, the people in his team didn't rush first, he first hyped up the atmosphere, and let those survivors rush first.

By the time the survivors burst their heads and bleed, the doors of the duplex were crumbling.

Chang Yuhong led his people again and directly made this duplex community king.

So when he heard that the secretary office of the management class in Xiangcheng was still sending text messages, Chang Yuhong ordered the people under him to start coaxing.

"What's the use of getting a few broken tents for us? I don't know how many people are freezing to death and starving to death in this icy and snowy place, so let's let us into this community and let us have a stable place to live. ”

"yes, don't you know? Is Xiangcheng full of zombies all around? ”

"Let's live in those broken tents, and the zombies come here, won't we all be dead?"

Chang Yuhong's words made the vast majority of people at the gate of the community stop their steps.

But there are also a very small number of people who run to the back door of the community.

Zhu Liangxiang held his tight stomach with both hands, and looked at the survivors who had not been shunted much.

Ma Tieqiang, who was beside her, frowned and asked Zhu Liangxiang,

"What do we do now? Why is that Sanyuhong so annoying? TMD: What exactly is he trying to do? ”

Zhu Liangxiang grimaced, frowning tightly,

"For his own selfish interests, he is hindering us from organizing the Xiangcheng administrators."

"He wants to use the power of the survivors of Xiangcheng to rush into this community."

At this time, Zhu Liangxiang's mobile phone rang, and she picked it up to see that it was Suizhu calling her.

The signal on Suizhu's other end was not very good, and the voice was intermittent, but it did not prevent Zhu Liangxiang from understanding the meaning of her words.

The group text message from the secretary office of the management class in Xiangcheng just now was sent with Zhu.

She knew that she couldn't divert many people, so she arranged a bunch of cakes somewhere else.

Zhu Liangxiang listened to the noisy sound on his mobile phone and asked in disbelief:

"What's that? What cake? ”

She heard her right, Suizhu piled up a bunch of cakes on the south side of the community?

"Where's the cake?"

The sound of the beads sounded intermittently,

"You don't care...... You shout through the bullhorn and let them believe it and get the cake......"

Zhu Liangxiang didn't care so much, and let these survivors of Xiangcheng block the door, and the weather was getting colder and colder.

More and more people will be frozen to death and starved to death.

So she picked up the big horn in her hand and pointed in the direction of the south of the community.

"Our Xiangcheng management system has provided some cakes for everyone, and if there are hungry people who can't stand it, they can go over there to find cakes to eat."

She shouted a few times, a little out of strength, and the strong contractions made Zhu Liangxiang feel a little bad.

Ma Tieqiang immediately took over the loudspeaker in Zhu Liangxiang's hand and shouted at the people below:

"Did you hear that? You go south, and there's a bunch of cakes. ”

Few people believed the words of Zhu Liangxiang and Ma Tieqiang.

But there are so many survivors outside the gate, it's hard to guarantee that a few will really believe it.

In twos and threes, some people were diverted away.

At this time, the first batch of survivors who came to the back door to get tents really saw a bunch of tents in the same place.

There were so many tents that they took up half a street.

"This is not an ordinary tent, this is actually a yurt?!"

Originally, I just had the mentality of giving it a try, and the survivors who came to the back door to take a look were all excited.

Oh my god, yurts!

What is the concept of a yurt? No matter how heavy the snow is, the survivors hide in the yurt, which is enough to protect them from the cold.

On the edge of the yurt, there is a caretaker of Xiangcheng.

He held a large horn in his hand and pointed to a place in the snow with a laser pen.

"Listen to my arrangement, the survivors who got the yurt will build the yurt in this open space, you have to move quickly, otherwise the snow will fall more when it gets dark."

"In addition, I would like to remind you that we don't know if there will be an earthquake in the future, and it is safer to stay in a yurt than in a concrete house."

The survivors who got the yurt in their hands nodded one by one.

That's right, stay in a concrete house, if the house is collapsed by an earthquake, and those reinforced concrete fall on your body, you don't know if you will survive.

But if the yurts collapse, they will not be smashed into meat sauce.

When I think about this, the survivors who got the yurt are full of energy.

Obediently, under the guidance of the Xiangcheng administrator, the yurt began to be built at the designated location.

A man approached the man who was building the yurt and lowered his voice and said,

"I heard that there is a cake in the south of Xiangcheng that you can take."

"Really?"

Hearing the news, all the survivors gathered around, and they were very excited.

They had been setting up yurts for half a day, hungry and hesitating to eat what little food they had left.

Now here comes the good news.

So the survivor family, which has a few members of the family, instructed the other members of the family,

"You put up the yurt, and I'll go to the south gate to have a look."

They were about to leave when the light of a laser pen blocked their way.

Behind him came the voice of the administrator shouting through a loudspeaker,

"Hurry up and set up the yurt, and those who finish the yurt can come and get an apple and a piece of bread."

Everyone looked back, and at the feet of the administrator, they didn't know when a big basket had been placed.

The basket was piled with apples and bread.

Everyone's eyes were glowing green, and according to the usual practice, they had already swarmed up and robbed the pile of food.

But they also saw that behind the administrator, two old men with two guns in their hands, were guarding the basket of apples and bread.

Hard grabbing is not going to be grabbed.

"Mind you, these yurts are not for your personal use, and if you finish building one yurt, you can move on to a second yurt."

"For every yurt you build, you get a piece of bread and an apple."

"Whoever finishes 10 yurts will receive a large bucket of mineral water."

I hired a normal student to make up for two hours of math every day for Xiao Baba, and I really have to make up for it from the first grade of primary school, and I was drunk!

(End of chapter)