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

Song Jinhe nodded hurriedly and walked quickly up the stairs to the door of the unit. When he opened the door, he saw five tall and sturdy men.

"This is what our boss asked us to give you."

The leading man moved the heavy wooden box into the unit door, and then left with the brothers without saying a word.

Song Jinhe was happy. She didn't expect Jiang Xu to be so generous and directly gave her so many firearms.

However, nowadays there are so many people and it is hard for Song Jinhe to open it for them to see. He just asked someone to help carry the box to the 18th floor. Then he took it into the space and began to experience the joy of opening the blind box.

Submachine guns, pistols, bombs...

Various types of anti-personnel weapons were filled directly into the entire box, and the surrounding area was protected with dry haystacks.

Song Jinhe touched these firearms again and again with satisfaction, and finally left the space with satisfaction.

Cheng Qianhuai was breastfeeding Lingdang, so he wasn't surprised to see her suddenly appear on the sofa.

"How about it?"

“Very impressive.”

The two looked at each other and smiled. Although it was a chaotic day, the final result was indeed very good.

Thinking of the inexhaustible supplies in his space, Song Jinhe felt full of security.

"By the way, do you plan to equip the survivors in the building with guns?"

Cheng Qianhuai thought of the market under Jiang Xu. Everyone on duty had firearms in their hands, which greatly improved both deterrence and safety.

Song Jinhe shook his head when he heard this.

She had indeed considered this matter, but there were a lot of people in the building. If it was given to this person but not to that person, resentment would eventually arise over time.

Furthermore, no one in the building knows how to use a gun. If you really want to train someone, you will have to spend a lot of bullets.

Although she was not lacking, she didn't want to pay such a high price to feed a person with unknown abilities.

It was hard for her to explain the source of the bullet, and she didn't want to figure it out because of the fickle nature of people's hearts afterwards, so she simply gave up on the idea.

Cheng Qianhuai saw that she had no such intention but did not refute. He also knew in his heart that some things have two sides.

Song Jinhe handed the gun into the hands of others, and no one knew whether the muzzle of the gun would be pressed against her head in the end.

Building 3 is now attached to the 18th floor, but it does not mean that they will follow Song Jinhe for the rest of their lives.

The 18th floor understands this truth and does not dare to test the already fragile and changeable human heart.

*

Life in the scorching heat is boring and boring. The survivors have become accustomed to living day and night, but the water shortage has become increasingly serious.

The groundwater has dried up, the ground has cracked and collapsed in many places, and more and more corpses are lying on the street. Even the skin has red marks and many blisters from the sun.

Song Jinhe has not been out for a long time, and the survivors in the building have once again reduced their use of water sources. They do not exercise much except for patrols, trying to reduce the consumption of water in their bodies.

But despite this, Building 3 is still happy.

When they are short of food, they can use their remaining water sources to exchange for supplies. A bottle of water can even be exchanged for enough food for 32 people for one day.

Everyone in Building 3 thanked Song Jinhe from the bottom of their hearts for reminding them to store water.

Since they learned that Building 3 had a reserve of water, more and more survivors gathered around and wanted to exchange food for water, but in the end they could only return in despair.

After all, Building 3 is not a porridge shop, and you won't exchange precious water for something you don't need.

Some people also thought about rushing into the building to snatch the water source, but in the end they used their bodies and lives to make a name for Song Jinhe.

But despite this, there are still many people who come to die. In order to survive, they can even use their own lives as a bet.

If you win the bet, you will have a chance to live. If you lose the bet, the worst possible outcome is death. It is actually no different from being thirsty to death.

In recent days, Jiang Xu has also stopped trading in the market. Due to lack of water, many survivors have been close to going crazy, and riots occur in the market almost every night.

Although they could be suppressed with firearms, the corpses were lying around the iron fence of the market, and the blood was twisting and staining the ground red. The pungent smell of blood was simply unbearable.

Yuncheng is becoming more and more chaotic, and even the central building where they live is always being targeted, and they can't get rid of it at all.

Natural disasters have wiped out human nature. Everyone is trying to survive, but in different ways.

Wen Qiao has grown rapidly in a month, and now even his eyes are much calmer.

She stood in front of the glass window, looking at the cowering figures in the darkness, and retreated to Jiang Xu helplessly.

"People are almost driven crazy by the apocalypse. They obviously don't care about life or death anymore. What if they really unite to attack us?"

Those who don't want their lives can't be made to flinch and fear no matter what means they use. For those peepers hiding in the darkness, no matter what they choose, they will die.

Therefore, these people can completely abandon their lives and rush into the central building just because of their desire for water.

Although Jiang Xu gained a lot of benefits during the time he opened the market, it was only enough for him and his brothers, and he could not go out to save these strangers he had never met before.

Jiang Xu knew Wen Qiao's worries, but he also knew that they had no other solution except head-on confrontation.

In fact, both of them knew that they just wanted to find a better way.

"Don't be afraid. We have enough firearms to last for more than half a month. When it is really unavoidable, at worst, we will rush out and fight them to the death."

Jiang Xu comforted Wen Qiao beside him softly. He knew that his girl had grown up and could be independent, but he still did not want her to face the horror of human nature.

He didn't dare to think about what Wen Qiao would go through if he lost.

He couldn't bear to let her get hurt in any way, so he could only do his best to protect her and give her a chance to live peacefully.

After hearing this, Wen Qiao nestled in his arms a little tiredly. After a while, she said, "More than half a month? Is it enough for the heat to pass?"

Jiang Xu remained silent. They all knew that they were just trapped in this building waiting to die.

When they run out of bullets and grenades, they will probably be eaten alive by the survivors who are watching eagerly outside.

"Jiang Xu, please divide the things evenly. Our hearts have been scattered."

Wen Qiao could clearly sense that his brothers were very impetuous, and everyone's face was filled with fear and anxiety, as if they were being forced into a desperate situation.

Some people have already set their sights on her, and there will probably be internal fighting in the building before the guns are used up.

Now they just sit there and watch the god of death approach step by step. Wen Qiao doesn't want to sit and wait for death. She always wants to fight her way out.

Jiang Xu hesitated after listening to her words.

It's not that he can't detect impetuous people, but it's just that there is strength in numbers. If he really disbands his brothers, he and Wen Qiao may encounter mishaps faster.