Apocalyptic natural disasters, I rely on Tunjin Supermarket to win

Jiang Fei and his friends stayed in the shelter for three full days.

There was no way out, and without windows or cooling equipment, the basement had a distinct odor of sweat.

Jiang Fei is also a little dirty.

The basement was unbearably hot and stuffy. I sweated non-stop for three days and my hair even smelled.

This seemed to be the first time since her rebirth that she was so smelly that she couldn't take a shower.

"Pretty sister, it's not hot."

Wang Xingyun used a cardboard to fan Jiang Fei, with an innocent smile on his little face.

Jiang Fei fed her half a bottle of fountain water, and Wang Xingyun has now fully recovered.

Every day he either sticks to her or to Wang Quezi.

Jiang Fei pretended to search his pockets, but actually took out a piece of hawthorn cake from the supermarket warehouse and gave it to Wang Xingyun.

"Sister, I don't need you to fan me..."

Suddenly a shout interrupted Jiang Fei's words.

"Why can't I take it?!"

Near the staircase.

A man holds the food tightly in his arms.

Two comrades stood in front of him and explained patiently.

"None of us know when this fire tornado will end or what the conditions are like out there."

"If we can't get out for several months, or the base is destroyed by a fire tornado, the food in the basement is the basis for our survival and must be distributed evenly."

"Besides, the food everyone gets is enough to last a day, so there's no need for you to take more."

The man didn't listen: "The food in the shelter is for the survivors! What's wrong with me taking my future share in advance?!"

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A gun was placed on the supply box behind them.

Jiang Fei's eyes were cold: "Follow the rules."

The comrades were all doing rescue work before they came in, so they had no weapons with them.

But Jiang Fei does.

He took out two mini pistols and a small box of suitable bullets from his pocket and distributed them to his comrades.

Seeing the gun, the man calmed down and put the food back into its original box.

People around complained.

"You won't obey unless your comrades hold guns. Now is a special period, can't you not cause trouble?"

"It's the fourth year of the apocalypse, how come there are still such ignorant people?"

"You know how hard it has been for us to get to where we are today. Stop causing trouble."

Maybe some words touched the man's heart, and his emotions collapsed instantly.

"There are endless tornadoes and lightning strikes. I might die tomorrow!"

"I just want to eat more and be full! What's wrong with that?!"

Everyone was silent.

There was only the sound of a man sobbing.

The successive natural disasters completely broke down his psychological defenses.

Others also felt unhappy.

To be honest, we finally built a new home, but then we were hit by a tornado and lightning.

They are afraid too.

I am afraid that I will lose my home, that the natural disaster will become more serious, and that the shelter will not be able to hold up.

For a moment, the atmosphere in the basement became extremely depressing.

At this time, hurried footsteps were heard.

Someone ran down the stairs.

"It's raining heavily outside! I can hear the sound of raindrops!"

Jiang Fei and others went up immediately.

The sound of crackling rain came from outside the house.

The comrade brought a stool, stepped on it, and looked outside through the vent above.

Just barely visible were the raindrops as big as beans.

"It did rain, but I don't know if the tornado was over."

The residents suggested: “Why don’t we go out and take a look?”

"But what if the tornado doesn't end? We will be swept into the sky and fall to our death."

"I come."

The man who had just stolen the food stood up.

"I have no hope for life anyway, so I'll just die."

The man opened the door and walked out.

The heavy rain poured down, splashing countless water on the ground.

The air was filled with a smell similar to something burning.

After walking outside in the heavy rain, the man returned to the shelter.

Eyes slightly red.

It's hard to tell whether the water marks on my face are tears or rain.

"The tornado is gone! The fire is out! Our home is still here!"

The crowd poured out like a tide.

Worried that Wang Xingyun would catch a cold from the rain, Jiang Fei took off his coat and put it over her head.

He took out another enhanced special medicine, fed it to her, and then took her out.

They are located in Tongxin Community.

Because of the previous gas tank explosion and lightning strike, one-third of the house collapsed and turned into ruins.

But most of the houses are still there, just with varying degrees of damage.

However, after leaving the community, everyone's smiles disappeared.

Street lights, road signs, water trucks, ambulances, plaques, etc., were scattered on the ground.

Among them were countless pieces of limbs and flesh, and headless corpses.

The roadside, which was once lush with trees, flowers and grass, is now bare, returning to its original desolation.

China spent three years painstakingly building this base, but in the end, most of it was destroyed by natural disasters.

Some people couldn't help crying out loud.

"Why is it so difficult to live a peaceful life?"

"We were building the base better and better, and we were able to return to the civilized society before the apocalypse, but a natural disaster happened and all our efforts were in vain. Will God not play tricks on us and we will die?"

"I used to be a volunteer and planted flowers on the roadside, but now I have nothing..."

No matter how sad it is, people still need to be saved.

The comrades sent the residents to the shelters to avoid the rain and went to rescue the wounded on their own initiative.

Jiang Fei left a box of enhanced special medicine for Wang Quezi, then separated from the father and daughter, and followed his comrades to rescue people while looking for acquaintances.

Jiang Zhengkang, Gu Yunshan and the others hid in a shelter near their home and were not injured.

After making sure that everyone was safe, Jiang Fei was about to return to Youshan Community when he suddenly heard a familiar horn sound.

He is a soldier at the base.

Holding a handheld loudspeaker to announce.

"According to experts' inspection, the tornado and lightning have passed and will not appear again at the base. Residents of the shelters are requested to return to their homes and register the damage to their homes with the Central District Administration after the rain stops. Officials will send people to repair them one by one."

“If your home is severely damaged by natural disasters and cannot be lived in, please come to the management bureau immediately to apply for new resettlement housing.”

"Fire and water are ruthless, but people are kind. We can rebuild the base. Please don't lose heart or become discouraged."

"As long as we are alive, there is hope!"

Yes.

They can always trust China.

We’re not called infrastructure maniacs for nothing!

The residents cheered up.

Some took the initiative to help the authorities rescue the injured, while others went to clear obstacles blocking the road.

Jiang Fei returned to the Youshan community.

The four people in the supermarket have to be released.

The situation in Youshan Community is similar to that in other communities.

The window glass was shattered and most of the furniture inside was blown away by the tornado.

Instead, there are broken branches, rubble, fragments of unknown buildings, etc.

The air conditioning box outside the window is missing.

The iron plates that originally sealed the windows and the unit doors of the residential building are gone.

There are a lot of debris piled up in the corridor, making it difficult to walk.

Jiang Fei simply climbed in through the window.

He went into the supermarket and brought Lu Yu and three others out.

When they saw the tragic situation at 102, several people held their breath.

Xiao Chuxia murmured to herself: "Is this still our home..."