Chapter 98 Garrisoning personnel are also human.



Yang Honglin never expected that a woman would hold a knife to his neck. His eyes darkened, and his lips tightened with a hint of mockery.

"People from City A are coming here to sell supplies?"

The roads in City B are impassable. In this vast city, the distance between the south and north is as if it spans mountains and seas.

Moreover, there is no signal in City B now; you can't even hear what's happening at the end of a street.

Moreover, this place is located on the edge of a garbage dump, so no one would deliberately come here to tell them that there are people from City A selling supplies at the city entrance.

"Why can't people from City A come here to sell their supplies? Don't you know City A has abundant supplies?"

Hua Mi glanced sideways at the densely packed, emaciated children in the room.

"Tell me, what are you doing here, a policeman? What are you going to do to these children?"

“What can I do to them? They are all orphans, no one cares about them, and if no one cares about them, then I will.”

Yang Honglin took two steps back and put away the gun in his hand.

A few days earlier, he learned on his mobile phone that medical supplies in Xiangcheng had been sold for exorbitant prices.

However, during this period, as his phone's battery ran out and the power banks he found kept dying, his internet access became intermittent until the signal in City B was completely lost.

Yang Honglin was completely baffled.

He had considered inquiring about what was happening outside, but these children kept him occupied.

Every day after searching for supplies in the ruins and garbage dumps, I have to rush back to take care of the children. I simply don't have time to care about what's happening in Xiangcheng.

Seeing this, Hua Mi did not threaten him with the knife. She put the knife away and took two steps back.

After Hua Mi found a place to sit down, she said to Yang Honglin,

"Did all of these children lose their parents in the earthquake?"

Yang Honglin nodded silently.

His police uniform was already filthy and disheveled, but once he relaxed, he appeared much gentler.

According to him, City B had been in chaos for a long time, and the situation was much more serious than that in City A.

The problem in City A is that the garrison's response was slow and the garrison commander lacked decisiveness.

From the very beginning, no garrison was ever stationed in City B.

When chaos broke out, no rescue teams were dispatched, so the city's police temporarily acted as the rescue team.

But the police were so few in number; they were busy with rescue operations, and no one was taking care of things inside the city.

The entire city environment quickly descended into chaos.

At the time, Yang Honglin was the only police officer in charge of taking care of the children rescued from the earthquake.

This care has continued until now.

They didn't originally live near the garbage dump; they gradually moved here.

Because only in garbage dumps can you find things to eat.

Hua Mi glanced at the children around her, then asked Yang Honglin,

"There are no police in your City B anymore, so why don't you leave? If you leave alone, you can survive without worrying about these children."

No one can say for sure how the police officer died.

There are still a few police officers in Xiangcheng, but as more and more people left, all the people of Xiangcheng went to set up tents near the rescue center.

In Xiangcheng, there are only garrison troops stationed there, and the presence of the police is becoming increasingly less noticeable.

But the profession of police officer in City B did not disappear naturally; rather, most of them died in various rescue operations.

With communications cut off, perhaps a small number of police officers survived, but City B was too despairing, and the few remaining officers, along with the survivors, embarked on the journey to Xiangcheng.

Yang Honglin anxiously ran his fingers through his hair.

“I can live, but these children will die.”

The youngest child here is only a few months old and is being looked after by the older children.

The oldest child is not even 10 years old.

They grew up in a peaceful and happy world; where would they have experienced such tragedy?

If he leaves, he can live, but how will these children live?

A heavy and oppressive atmosphere echoed in the dilapidated house.

Hua Mi stood there, holding a kitchen knife, watching the room full of children for a while.

Based on her experience, after repeated natural and man-made disasters, out of billions of people, only a million will survive in the end.

Surviving is a miracle; not surviving is the norm.

She was as hard-hearted as iron, but she still pointed Yang Honglin in the right direction.

"Look, do you see that? Take the child and walk in that direction. Find a man named Chi Chuan. He's selling supplies there. You can buy them by scanning a QR code with your money."

Money is the least valuable thing these days.

Yang Honglin always manages to make money.

Hua Mi turned and left the dilapidated house. Before leaving, she took out a large bag of oranges from her large satchel and placed it on the ground.

Then he left in silence.

Yang Honglin glanced at the bright orange tangerines on the ground, chased after Hua Mi, and asked...

"Are you telling the truth? What are you going to the landfill for?"

Hua Mi didn't turn around or answer him; she just kept walking forward.

Yang Honglin raised his voice again and asked:

What's your name?

"We've only met by chance, so call me whatever you like."

She walked quickly, and in no time, her figure disappeared into the garbage mountain.

Hua Mi didn't take this incident to heart. People like Yang Honglin are rare, but they're not the only ones in the apocalypse.

In the apocalypse, this kind of person is the type who dies quickly but doesn't live long; they have a good heart but not much ability.

If Hua Mi encounters her, she should help if she can, but it's okay if she can't.

She just found it strange that, according to Yang Honglin, the garrison in City B should have never been absent.

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