Chapter 113 Under the Sky 38
There are no longer any old, weak, sick or disabled in the small town, and there are very few children and women.
Only young and strong youths are alive today.
And they are very clear in their hearts that in this broken cover, there is only the difference between living one more day and living one less day.
They have called for help, saved themselves, resisted, and even smashed the police station.
None of this can change the current situation.
If you don't break out in silence, you will perish in silence.
Some people choose to die in the way they think is easiest.
Some people began to indulge themselves, treating today as their last carnival.
They stopped looking for fuel and started smashing and looting.
Break open the gold store, throw the gold inside for fun, step on it hard, and throw it into the water.
Break into the bank, pile up all the banknotes, and burn them on fire.
Smash cars on the side of the road.
Crazy xx…
Some people began to vent and revenge crazily.
Put the alcohol in the hotel into a bottle and ignite it, throw it into the crowd and set fire to the house.
People go around killing people with pistols. Occasionally someone holds a grenade and clings to the transparent wall at the moment of explosion.
Flesh and blood splattered on the wall.
The dome did not shake a bit.
The people outside and the media have long since disappeared.
The guarding army stood two hundred meters away, not to approach without an order, and could only see a silent flower of blood splashing from the dome.
Fu Anan looked out of the window through the gap in the wooden boards.
Thick smoke all around.
All kinds of guns and explosions came and went.
In just one day, the number of people in the town is only about a thousand, which is two-thirds less!
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The twenty-fifth day of Flower Field Town.
The incompetent died, the average capable died, and the psychologically weak all died.
Perhaps the reason for the smaller base number is that the number of deaths in small towns today has decreased a lot.
The remaining thousand people began the fiercest competition for survival.
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Fu Anan squatted in the villa, looking stable, but in fact he was very nervous every day.
There are many survivors passing by downstairs. If someone really came up with the idea of a villa, they have limited manpower, and all their belongings are here. This matter is really difficult to deal with.
Fu An'an told Fu Yizhi his worries.
Hearing this, Fu Yizhi pursed his lips slightly, "What are you going to do?"
"Otherwise the two of us will switch jobs." Fu Anan said seriously,
"The first is to inflate. Now we can inflate compressed air very quickly, and one person can do it alone.
In the last few days, we have to leave a person upstairs to watch. "
Fu Yizhi nodded slightly, "Continue."
Fu Anan continued, "The second is the rest time. If one person falls asleep, the other person must be awake.
One is to prevent death from lack of oxygen during sleep; the other is to be a guard to prevent someone from breaking into the yard. "
These two items are too important.
One time before, she took off her breathing mask while sleeping, and she was almost suffocated to death.
Fu Yizhi: "Yes."
With the approval of her eldest brother, Fu Anan became motivated for a while.
"Okay, I'll make a schedule now and divide our work into one."
After Fu Anan finished speaking, he hurried away.
Half an hour later, Fu Yizhi watched as Fu Anan handed him an arrangement form, dragging the quilt behind him.
Fu Yizhi paused when he took the paper.
"what you do?"
"Lay on the floor." Fu Anan pouted her **** and began to spread the quilt.
"Brother Fu, since we have such a fine division of labor, of course we have to live together to communicate.
You can’t set the alarm clock every time you take a break, and go back and forth between the two rooms in half an hour, right? "
(end of this chapter)