In the apocalypse of natural disaster, I am reborn to stock up and win

Cheng Qianhuai didn't say much, patted her shoulder comfortingly, and then handed her a plate of cut fruit.

"Eat some fruit, how about Thai hot and sour shrimp for lunch? I see lemons and various sauces in the refrigerator.

The weather is too hot now, so eating something sour can also whet your appetite. "

Of course, Song Jinhe would not refuse. He was happily watching TV dramas on his tablet when he heard a fierce knock on the door, as if something was urgent.

Cheng Qianhuai was busy in the kitchen. She vaguely felt that her posture was wrong, so she got up and came to the safety door.

After opening the door, he saw Gao Youyou standing in front of the door anxiously, his hands full of blood.

"Brother Wang...they...go and have a look!"

Seeing her panicked look, Song Jinhe didn't have time to ask more, and quickly went downstairs with his slippers on.

It's 2pm now, the hottest time of the day.

Logically speaking, people who go out to clean the streets during the day should not be able to complete their tasks until after sunset. Why did Wang Xingsheng return to the building so suddenly?

Why did he come back injured?

Judging from the blood on Gao Youyou's hand, I'm afraid the situation is not good.

Arriving in front of the 1602 door, a winding trail of blood extended all the way into the building. This amount of bleeding might have injured more than just Wang Xingsheng.

Song Jinhe frowned imperceptibly and walked into the house avoiding the blood stains. He saw that Wang Xingsheng and four other people were seriously injured. They were lying on the ground with pale faces and were on the verge of fainting.

Zhou Shuhua had already brought gauze and bandages to stop the bleeding. The cotton wool thrown aside was stained with black and red blood, and small pieces accumulated one by one.

"what's the situation?"

Song Jinhe stepped forward and looked at the open flesh on Wang Xingsheng's abdomen. It looked like it had been chopped with some kind of sharp weapon, and there were many scattered scratches and cuts on his limbs.

It looked like someone had deliberately tortured her into this state, but the other party didn't kill her.

Zhang Shimin was also standing aside covered in blood, but there were no wounds on his body. He probably got them because he was trying to send these people home.

His eyes were full of anger, and he gritted his teeth and said, "It was Building 1 that did it."

Song Jinhe moved his eyes away from the wounds of Wang Xingsheng and others, picked up the tattered wooden bench beside him and sat down on it.

"Building 1? Where did they attack Brother Wang and the others? When they were cleaning the city center?"

Zhang Shimin nodded: "They followed us when we went to the city center to register. After all, we are from the same community, so it was normal to drop by, so we didn't pay attention.

After signing up, we started cleaning. Because the weather was too hot, we randomly picked a house to hide in.

But who would have thought that they also followed in, and there were more people than us. They all had weapons on them, and they started stabbing Brother Wang when they saw him. "

His voice began to choke: "Brother Wang was stabbed several times before he could react. A few of us rushed to save him, but there were too many people on the other side and we couldn't deal with them. In the end, it ended up like this. "

Song Jinhe looked at the wounds that were bleeding continuously: "Building 1? What is their purpose?

If it's for supplies, then attacking Building 3 is obviously the right choice.

If it was to kill you, why didn't I kill you and instead gave you a chance to escape? "

Zhang Shimin shook his head with a sad face: "I don't know, they just left after injuring these brothers without leaving any words."

Song Jinhe rubbed his forehead irritably, feeling like he was holding a breath in his heart.

Now that the scorching heat has just arrived, all the facilities and defenses in Building 3 are not ready yet, so it is not a good time to make a name for yourself.

But seeing that the survivors in Building 1 were already torn apart, she had no idea of ​​maintaining superficial peace.

She originally thought about waiting for another group of people to come to her door and then slaying the chickens to scare the monkeys, but if her bad breath doesn't come out, she might not be able to sleep well tonight.

"Are you sure he's from Building 1?"

Zhang Shimin nodded heavily: "I'm sure, their boss is a dark and rough man, with a big mole on his mouth that is very conspicuous and easy to recognize!"

"How many were there when they attacked you today?"

"There must be about 20 of them. I guess there must be people stationed in their lair. It seems that we can't defeat them at the moment."

Zhang Shimin thought of the ferocious looks of those people, and his anger surged in his heart, but there was nothing he could do about it.

There is a huge gap in numbers and strength between the two sides. I am afraid that Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai will not be able to escape from the hands of Building 1, right?

Most of their team is composed of strong young men. Although there are many people in Building 3, a large proportion of them are old, weak, women and children. There is really no chance of winning against them.

"We have to fight back even if we can't beat them. It really makes them think that we are easy to control. Sooner or later, Building 3 will be attacked by them together."

Song Jinhe was in a bad mood. He paused for a moment and then spoke again: "The plan to go out to search for supplies tonight is suspended. Everyone in the building is cheering up and keeping vigil. They are doing it during the day and they will definitely not stop at night.

Take good care of the injured, there may be a fierce battle tonight. "

After hearing her words, the survivors were obviously a little nervous, and their eyes were full of uneasiness and fear.

They are not cowards and are willing to stand up and defend their homeland.

However, there is a huge disparity in strength between Building 1 and Building 3. From the number of people to the force value, no one can compare with them. Can Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai alone really replace the missing combat power?

Now that there are four more injured people in Building 3, the ability to resist is greatly reduced. It is extremely difficult to win this battle.

Song Jinhe can naturally understand their worries, but this is the normal state after the apocalypse.

The weak preyed on the strong. Four people in Building 1 were stabbed in Building 3. They also singled out a leader like Wang Xingsheng, which was obviously a sign of challenge.

There are only two options in Building 3: fight, or give the supplies in your hands to him.

Song Jinhe accepted these survivors in order to join forces with them to resist foreign enemies. She was fed up with being bullied and crushed by others, and she would never endure the feeling of being stepped on by others again in her new life.

"If some of you are unwilling to fight and want to be a coward, you can tell me.

As long as you say it, I will never force you to step forward, let alone let you die. "

Song Jinhe's eyes were cold and his whole body was like frost, which stung the survivors around him and subconsciously took half a step back.

"But if you don't tell me and instead run away at the critical moment, don't blame me for killing you myself."

Her features were picturesque, but they aroused the fear deep in the hearts of the survivors in Building 3.

Yes, this is the real Song Jinhe. From the beginning, she has been a ruthless person who uses iron and blood to fight her way out.

She used to be someone no one dared to mess with in Building 3, and she had a lot of blood on her hands.

They had only been friendly with her for a while, but they had forgotten that her methods and abilities were far beyond their ability to underestimate.

"Understood, I will defend Building 3 to the death and never let anyone take away everyone's hard work!"

Zhang Shimin stood up and shouted, and then some people spoke in agreement.