The large truck that was empty when we arrived was originally intended to be used to transport supplies.
I didn't expect that when I went back now, even the bus seats wouldn't be full.
The survivors who died did so because they failed to complete the mission.
The large truck was loaded with supplies for Shen Jing and her team!
Some survivors were even shouting that they wanted to divide up the truck's contents. They had seen not only generators, but also a large amount of rice, oil, and flour! Sweet potatoes were hard to find these days, let alone rice!
The discussion was in full swing, but Shen Jing and the others remained silent.
Seeing that He Qing only told Zhang Run to pay attention to the safety of the personnel, without making any other comments.
Those who were eyeing the truck with envy no longer dared to linger.
I had no choice but to slowly get back onto the bus.
Otherwise, you'll end up like those people before you, and that's no joke!
They might have been spurred on by the discovery of supplies in the vehicle.
Those who were fortunate enough to have survived are now sitting on the bus with a mix of envy and resentment.
And why are Shen Jing and her group able to find so many supplies?
Now, back at base, they'll be facing the same endless zombies and darkness again. As for those missions, nothing is more important than filling their stomachs now!
During a rest stop along the way, Shen Jing noticed many malicious stares.
Actually, these people don't hate themselves for being "without".
It's just that I hate it even more when others "have" it.
Even before the end times, there were many cases where people were more concerned about inequality than scarcity.
And after the apocalypse occurs, this emotion will only be amplified!
Even if He Qing prepares vehicles to transport the survivors to City C to complete their mission, if they cannot be provided with sufficient supplies, these people will still regard him as an irredeemable villain.
Therefore, in the game's setting, He Qing, who is like a saint, actually had his fate predetermined long ago.
The He Qing we know now is probably the more authentic version of himself.
Shen Jing emerged from behind the grove of trees, shaking a walkie-talkie in her hand.
She came to accompany Yang Mutong to take care of her physiological needs.
I had just opened the car door when someone walked towards me.
The newcomer was dressed in tattered clothes, resembling a zombie, but also similar to the group of people in the warehouse.
Even though they had only just met, Shen Jing immediately realized what was going on: "You followed me from the warehouse?"
I didn't expect Shen Jing to guess it so quickly.
Huang Yue was taken aback for a moment, but he quickly said, "Could you lend me some water... clean water?"
Shen Jing was a little puzzled, "Why did you think of asking me to borrow it?"
Huang Yue lowered his head, a sense of defeat spreading through his heart.
His eyes were filled with pain as he looked at Shen Jing. He covered his head and squatted down, saying, "I had no choice. My wife and daughter are about to give up... I can't even protect my family!"
Huang Yue also received relief from Shen Jing during the unfinished housing project.
At the time, he and Gu Yan both received a bottle of water, and now Gu Yan is sitting in her car looking quite glamorous.
It still didn't work, but he didn't blame Shen Jing, since they were just strangers.
In the apocalypse, it's already merciful if they don't stab you in the back.
Where do all these sudden acts of kindness come from?
Shen Jing frowned at Huang Yue's sorrowful appearance, and it took her a moment to recognize the person in front of her.
To be honest, he was dressed very professionally; his disguise was extremely convincing.
—No wonder he was born a special forces soldier.
"Are you... the guy I met when the building was abandoned?" Shen Jing asked hesitantly.
Huang Yue looked up in surprise, then nodded hurriedly, "It was me! Back then, your bottle of water saved my family!"
During the hottest period, there were no extra supplies left in the house.
There wasn't enough time to go up the mountain to find spring water, and we couldn't borrow any from our neighbors either.
My wife and daughter almost died of thirst...
Shen Jingcai then realized that he really was that person.
She thought it was someone from the warehouse who had followed her there to get revenge.
I never expected it to be Huang Yue, the king of soldiers in the game who persisted in saving people even after losing his wife and daughter. Must he suffer the same pain in this world? No way!
Shen Jing rummaged through her backpack and took out some biscuits and bottled water.
"Is that enough?" I was about to say that if it wasn't enough, there was more.
The man in front of him let out a wail and began to weep silently in the dark corner.
The repression and helplessness were all released at this moment.
This made Shen Jing take a half step back, feeling a little lost.
Then, in a matter of moments, the man quickly grabbed some water and biscuits and went to the side. Under the night vision goggles, it was clearly visible that he was carefully feeding his wife and daughter water, muttering to himself, "It's alright, we've met a benefactor on our way out!"
Shen Jing looked at his trembling hands and hugged the person she cherished most in her life on both sides.
But no matter how strong he was, he couldn't hold them securely.
Because the person in my arms seems to have lost consciousness...
Shen Jing immediately took out oral glucose from her backpack.
She handed one to Huang Yue, then held Huang Ling and tried to feed her.
"Did she drink it?" Shen Jing wiped the dirt off Huang Ling's face, then looked at Huang Yue, whose face was covered in tears.
After being washed away by tears, I was finally able to see his face clearly.
The person was still the same, but his face was bloodless, almost like a walking corpse.
I don't know how he brought his wife and daughter here.
"Hey..."
Huang Yue collapsed to the ground, embracing his wife.
He didn't forget to turn back and check on Huang Ling's condition, "My daughter drank it too, right?"
Shen Jing nodded, and considering that Huang Yue might not be able to see clearly, she softly hummed in agreement.
In fact, Huang Yue had received training in this area, so he could see the general outline.
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