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

Nowadays, the temperature is too high, and the body will easily rot and stink if it is left in front of the building.

There was a lot of commotion in Building 3 tonight, and other survivors in the community also knew their strength. Even without these corpses as a threat, they would not dare to attack Building 3 again.

After settling everything, they entered the building one after another, locked the security door of the unit from the inside, and stood happily in the corridor talking and laughing.

Song Jinhe and Cheng Qianhuai did not participate, but went to look at the damaged and reinforced doors and windows on the first and second floors.

"Fortunately, all the windows on the 1st to 4th floors were sealed in time, otherwise Building 3 would have allowed anyone to come in and out."

Cheng Qianhuai looked at the rusty iron sheets with satisfaction and secretly felt happy in his heart.

Song Jinhe also agreed very much. After all, these iron sheets and wooden boards gave them time to breathe and fight back. Otherwise, according to the strength of Building 3, they would have been beaten by the people in Building 1 as early as the beginning.

"Would you like to go to Building 1? There are definitely some housekeepers inside. Get rid of them and grab supplies to improve your life."

Song Jinhe's eyes were full of malice: "They covet Building 3, and we in Building 3 don't just swallow their anger.

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit. Since they lost, we must get more benefits. "

Cheng Qianhuai naturally would not refuse such a good opportunity: "No problem, let's go directly while everyone's morale is high.

It would be bad if you arrive late and someone else picks it up. "

The two looked at each other and immediately made a decision in their hearts.

Song Jinhe turned around and walked towards those who were excitedly distributing supplies, and clapped his hands to attract their attention.

"The 15 people guarding the gate will follow me to Building 1 to clear out supplies. The remaining people will continue to guard the building. We will go upstairs to rest together after we come back."

Now that they have tasted the benefits from that group of people, everyone is still a little bit unsatisfied. Now that Song Jinhe has given him an opportunity, they will naturally not give up.

"it is good!"

"Kill them by surprise!"

"That's right. If you dare to attack us, you are so tired of living!"

They all followed Song Jinhe very excitedly, and under the light of flashlights, they all came to the door of the unit in Building 1.

The place is dilapidated. Although the mud and corpses have been disposed of, the doors and windows are broken and there are no protective measures at all.

When they walked to the door, they happened to encounter a group of people holding supplies and trying to escape. As soon as the two sides met, the survivors put down their supplies and raised their hands in surrender.

"We know we were wrong, we know we were wrong, please let us go!"

Their noses and tears flowed down together, and they were all wearing tattered clothes. They were obviously survivors at the bottom of Building 1.

“The supplies are all given to you, but we were also coerced and did not join them in attacking you.

Please let us go, please! "

Song Jinhe counted the people crowded in the corridor. There were 14 people in total, 4 of them were beautiful women. Needless to say, they were useful. The remaining 10 people were all young adults who were stationed in Building 1.

Their eyes were full of panic and confusion, and they carefully prayed for Song Jinhe's forgiveness, hoping to find a way to survive.

"Leave no one alive, kill them all."

Song Jinhe made way for the residents of Building 3 behind him without taking any action himself.

The man standing at the front opened his mouth in surprise, turned his head and looked at his companions around him, but no one was willing to step forward.

"Um, Sister Song, how about letting them go?

Their boss is dead, and these few people alone can't pose any threat to us.

Let’s get the supplies and leave, okay? "

After hesitating for a moment, he began to plead with Song Jinhe. After hearing what he said, the remaining members of the party in Building 1 knelt down and kowtowed. Their words of begging for mercy and thanks were mixed together, and the scene was chaotic.

Song Jinhe frowned and looked at the 15 people following him: "You all think so? Do you all think they should be let go?"

No one said anything, but their attitude was very clear.

Song Jinhe snorted coldly: "Cheng Qianhuai, kill these people, no, stay!"

She emphasized the last few words, and the expressions of the survivors in Building 3 changed, but no one dared to stand up and refute her point of view.

Cheng Qianhuai rushed forward with a dagger in hand. The group of people stood up and tried to resist, but it was of no use.

Bodies were piled up in the corridor, blocking the upward stairs. Blood meandered all the way and instantly flowed to Song Jinhe's feet, staining her black sneakers.

The stench mixed with the smell of blood was nauseating. Song Jinhe snorted coldly: "Three people will drag the body out and burn it. The others will plunder the materials in the building and move them all back to Building 3."

Everyone took action immediately, without any slowness, and did not dare to mention what had just happened.

Cheng Qianhuai stood behind Song Jinhe, took the wet wipes she handed him and wiped his hands: "Go back and hold a meeting for them. Being kind to the enemy is not asking for death."

Song Jinhe nodded slightly and joined him in moving supplies.

It has to be said that Building No. 1 does have arrogant capital. The materials in their hands are piled up in four rooms. Although mineral water does not account for a large amount, it is not a small amount.

"No wonder it can feed more than 50 people."

Song Jinhe stuffed supplies into the sack, his hands and feet were extremely agile.

Cheng Qianhuai stood aside to help, and nodded approvingly after listening to her words: "Indeed, but fortunately they have many supplies but not sophisticated enough weapons, otherwise we may not be able to defeat them."

Everyone sped up in the dark. A total of 18 people were dispatched including Building 3 on the 17th floor, but it took four trips to move the supplies.

Back in the building, the people who followed Song Jinhe to Building 1 were silent. Song Jinhe's face could not be said to be very good-looking.

Xu Qingkang, who was waiting in the building, naturally noticed something was wrong and asked hesitantly: "What's going on? Are you in trouble?"

Song Jinhe did not answer his question, but just asked everyone to move the supplies upstairs. It took another half an hour to go back and forth.

It was now 2 o'clock in the morning. Since the sweltering heat came, everyone had adapted to a day and night routine, so they didn't feel sleepy at all.

Song Jinhe walked into 1602, took a small bench and sat down. The air pressure on his body was a little low.

"Everyone, take a seat. We won a battle in Building 3 today. It deserves a good celebration."

Hearing what she said, the people around her who were watching her carefully finally breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that what had just happened in Building 1 would be revealed directly, but they never thought that she would speak again without hesitation.

"But something very interesting happened just now in Building 1. I want to tell everyone about it and let you see clearly what kind of leader you are following."

The people who followed Song Jinhe to Building 1 all felt weak and lowered their heads. Those who stayed in Building 3 also sensed something was wrong from the atmosphere, and no one dared to say anything for a while.