Apocalyptic natural disaster, stock up with billions of supplies to survive

Han Ying's dagger was always ready, while Lu Yuan helped the middle-aged man reattach his chin.

"It hurts me so much. If you want to ask anything, just ask. I have been waiting for this day for a long time, and I will tell you everything!"

The middle-aged man's tears rolled down as he spoke. Then he raised his hand and wiped his eyes. As a result, the more he wiped his eyes, the more tears he shed.

Both of them were dumbfounded when they saw this scene. How could they ask?

Don't know if it's true or not, but as long as he doesn't shout, they can always ask something.

"How many soldiers are left in the mall?"

Without putting away the dagger, Han Ying put it on the man's neck before starting to ask him.

"I don't know the details, but I took a quick look when I was delivering the food. There should be about 20 of them. In addition to the soldiers, there are also some people who used to buy things in the mall in another room. There are probably dozens of them. "

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Han Ying and Lu Yuan were obviously relieved.

There are still about 20, which shows that the entire army has not been wiped out.

"Do you know which room they are held in?"

Although I don’t know why this person is so cooperative, I should ask if I can. As for whether the answer is true or false, I will judge later.

"It was originally on the third floor, but now it has been moved to the fifth floor. The soldiers came up the stairs to the room on the far left, and the others were in the room on the far right. The guards upstairs were sitting in the living room, about a dozen of them .”

This person made it very clear. Either he had deliberately observed it a long time ago, or was he just making up the skill points?

"Is there a leader among your group? Who is the leader? Where is it?"

Lu Yuan also asked a few questions.

"The leaders are a pair of brothers, but they usually hide in the crowd. Only a few people really know about their existence. The two brothers look very similar, and they both have a mole on the same position on their foreheads. For the time being, On the second floor."

After hearing his words, the two of them felt that the newly compiled words should not be so true, right?

"Why are you so cooperative with us?"

Although 80% believed what he said, Han Ying still asked.

"Because I want them all to die. They ate my wife and children, raped and killed my sister. They kept me because I am good at cooking and can help them make more delicious meat. I can't die. I will definitely You have to watch them all die before you can die!"

The middle-aged man wiped away his tears violently, and then fell to his knees directly.

"Please kill them. They eat human flesh and eat all the disobedient people. The pieces of meat in the pot now are because their families were held hostage by them, so they were treated as cannon fodder and died in batches. We were shot by soldiers, and now we are cooked and eaten by them.”

"I was always paying attention to those people, so I noticed that several people went out to relieve themselves but did not go back. I thought that maybe someone was coming to rescue the hostages upstairs."

"You just found an excuse to run out. Call your accomplices and kill them all. Kill them all!"

The middle-aged man became excited as he spoke, and his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed.

Lu Yuan was afraid that his voice would attract others, so he raised his hand to cover his mouth, and then he became quiet.

The two of them were thinking about what this man just said.

He said that many people never went back after coming out.

This meant that not only the two of them, but another group of people were also nearby.

I think it must be someone from the government, coming out to rescue the hostages in the mall?

It seems that so many people were arrested because they didn't get any useful answers.

Fortunately for them, the second person they caught would be able to find out something.

"Calm down first. Do those refugees eat human flesh? Or?"

All ogres deserve to die.

"Not all, maybe a third of the people eat it, and the rest has a bottom line."

When we set out from Feng Province, there were actually nearly 10 people. Some died of illness, some starved to death, and some were eaten along the way. Now there are only about to people left.

"Do those people have weapons?"

Lu Yuan asked.

"They have some core personnel, who have guns and knives in their hands, but they don't take action easily. They use ordinary people as cannon fodder, and those ordinary refugees are used as bricks."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Han Ying and Lu Yuan also realized that the so-called core personnel were not refugees at all.

If they were just ordinary refugees, where would they have the guns?

Will you become a refugee if you have a gun?

"I, I have to go back. Why haven't your people come yet? Do you have any Ecstasy like the one in the movie? I can get into their broth."

The middle-aged man looked at Han Ying and Lu Yuan with hope in his eyes.

Don't tell me, Han Ying really has this thing.

When she went to Ali to buy medicine and weapons, he gave it to her. It wasn't a lot, just one box.

Han Ying thought it would be useless at the time, so she didn't pay much attention.

It is said to be a new type of powerful anesthetic. Once one melts, it can stun an elephant.

Han Ying took off her backpack and took out a small packet of pills.

I counted 6 from the inside, each one was about the size of a mung bean.

They had just seen it. There were 5 iron pots outside the mall.

The pills were too small and she was afraid of losing them, so Han Ying gave her an extra pill.

"In about half an hour, you can find a way to make some noise in the mall."

Han Ying had already thought of how to save people, and gave the middle-aged man a few words.

The middle-aged man nodded in agreement and left.

As he walked, he turned back, "We must kill them. Don't feel any psychological burden. They are no longer human!"

After speaking, he rubbed his face with both hands, used his fingers to squeeze a smile out of the corner of his mouth, and then ran towards the shopping mall.

The middle-aged man returned to the small square in front of the shopping mall. A young man standing next to a large iron pot was stirring the soup inside with a large spoon.

When he saw the people coming, he immediately complained:

"Old Zheng, where did you die? Everyone inside is hungry. If you don't come here, we won't be able to save you!"

Lao Zheng put his hands next to his trouser legs and rubbed them.

She looked at him with the wry smile she had just squeezed out, "Recently, there is no oil and water, and I can't pull it out. It makes my stomach hurt. I have been there for a long time, and my legs can't stand straight."

"Okay, okay, here is something good. You don't want to eat it yourself. You deserve to be choked. The meat is overcooked. Hurry up and season it. We are waiting to eat it!"

The man said and threw the big spoon directly into the pot, splashing all the soup on the back of Lao Zheng's hand.

The back of Lao Zheng's hand was burned, but he didn't care.

He picked up the salt bag next to him, reached in and grabbed a handful, and then threw the small pills in his palm into the big iron pot along with the salt.

I added some other seasonings and then moved to the next large iron pot.

After the same action, it was the turn of the last big iron pot, with two pills left in the palm of the hand.

Lao Zheng threw the two pills in together with the salt.