Chapter 186 Offering a Helping Hand?

"When we first met them, they were begging by stopping cars. They were blocking the middle of the road, and we couldn't just run them over," Gao Yingwei said with a wry smile.

“Many of the soldiers in our unit are actually quite young, the youngest being eighteen or nineteen, and the oldest only twenty-three or twenty-four. They've been in the army for many years, but they don't have much social experience. When we see people like this, we feel sorry for them…”

"We gave them some food, and they wouldn't leave. They begged and pleaded to follow us." Gao Yingwei's tone didn't show much disgust, but rather helplessness.

“I gave the order that no one was allowed to interfere in such matters in the future, and they were not allowed to get on the bus... It took a while for the mother and her two children to give up, seeing that I was so angry that I was about to draw my gun.”

At this moment, Mu Qingyu and Gao Yingwei's cars were parked next to a warehouse. The two of them were taking shelter from the rain under the eaves.

Gao Yingwei leaned against the warehouse wall and looked up at the sky, but unfortunately, all he saw was darkness and a torrential downpour of raindrops.

Mu Qingyu figured Gao Yingwei might need a few cigarettes. So she reached into her pocket, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her spatial storage, and tossed it to Gao Yingwei.

She seemed to be able to understand Gao Yingwei's complex emotions at this moment to some extent.

He was a soldier, and before the apocalypse, he, like all soldiers, had a sense of responsibility to protect the land and its people.

But the apocalypse has arrived, and humanity's enemies have become its former fellow human beings and an unknown virus. Even those closest to you can turn into terrifying foes at any moment.

Gao Yingwei began to understand that he was just an ordinary person, not a savior. He could not save humanity; he could only save himself and the companions who had been with him day and night.

Deep down, he wasn't unwilling to save people or help others, but reason kept telling him what was right and wrong. Ignoring people asking for help on the street was right, but rescuing people without any moral boundaries was wrong.

His reason prevailed over his emotions. But ultimately, he must have felt a little sad and a little regretful.

Gao Yingwei took the cigarette, glanced at it, and looked quite surprised: "You still have cigarettes?"

"I found this at someone else's shop. The village chief said it's a valuable commodity, and it won't hurt to carry some when you're out and about. You got a good deal," Mu Qingyu said casually.

Gao Yingwei smiled, quickly took out a cigarette, and lit it. He didn't say thank you, but carefully put the rest of the cigarette into his shirt pocket.

The cries and pleas continued in the distance, clearly indicating that the mother and her two children had not gotten what they wanted. In fact, their voices were getting closer and closer.

"There are no more supplies here, you don't need to come any further. There was an explosion in the warehouse here, and there were also mutated rats. We don't know if there are any mutated rats left. It's too dangerous for you to come here, go back." This was Xiao Wu's voice.

He patiently persuaded the mother and her two children, who wanted to come this way, from a short distance away.

"Young soldier, we really have no other choice. We can't even out-rob those grown men. They're heartless and have no compassion at all. They even beat children..."

"Young soldier, please, could you give us some food, or even just some clothes? The children are all soaked..."

"Brother, brother, please save us..."

The pleading voices were so close; the mother and her two children only needed to turn one corner to see Mu Qingyu and Gao Yingwei.

Xiao Wu was clearly also in a dilemma: "No, our captain has given orders that we can't give you anything...you..."

"Please, please..."

Amidst the pleas and the child's cries, Xiao Wu fell silent.

"Aren't you going to do anything about it?" Mu Qingyu asked Gao Yingwei, looking in the direction the voice came from.

Gao Yingwei finished his cigarette and flicked the butt into the water. "Let's see." He also wanted to know how Xiao Wu would ultimately handle the situation. Sometimes, his soldiers were too soft-hearted.

He had always known that some of his men were secretly saving their own rations and occasionally using them to help the survivors who were struggling to make ends meet.

Although he repeatedly forbade them from meddling in other people's business, some people are kind by nature, and it is difficult to force them to be bad people.

"Your vehicles didn't carry them, so how did they keep up with the convoy?" Mu Qingyu asked curiously.

"We had to ask others for help! There are always some kind-hearted people in this world. There were already some people fleeing in cars following behind our convoy." Gao Yingwei smiled bitterly. He couldn't be a good person himself, nor could he stop others from being one.

Mu Qingyu thought about it and agreed. It's only been three months since the apocalypse began, not three. Many people at this time still have hope for the future.

Many Chinese people have the habit of stockpiling food. At this time, some people were indeed not out of food and were able to drive out to escape, which means they had some reserves.

During this period, there are still many people willing to lend a helping hand to others within their capabilities.

While the two were chatting, the mother suddenly rushed over with her child in her arms.

The soldiers were kind enough to fill Mu Qingyu's van to the brim, and some boxes spilled out of the back door. The back door couldn't be closed properly, so Mu Qingyu didn't rush to close it.

The woman holding the child's eyes lit up when she saw the van filled with boxes.

She stumbled and ran over in the heavy rain, letting the rain soak her and her child to the bone, looking utterly pitiful.

She rushed towards the van and saw Mu Qingyu, a young woman, standing by the vehicle. A hint of joy, imperceptible to others, flashed in her eyes.

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