Doomsday Fortress

A total of 500 tons of rice was enough to feed the 100,000 survivors for half a month, and that didn't even include other supplies. If all the supplies were accounted for, it wouldn't be difficult to survive for a month without any supplies to replenish.    

    

"Brigade Commander."    

    

Seeing Cai Mingguo staring at the neatly arranged grains in a daze, Elder Duan hurriedly went forward and said.    

    

"Brigade Commander, all the survivors from the gathering place are here."    

    

"Alright." Cai Mingguo nodded and said.    

    

"Follow the plan."    

    

The plan was to open the gate and release the food!    

    

When Jin Tiande distributed the food, every survivor could receive four catties of rice every week. Although it was a little less, it could still let the survivors live.    

    

Now that Cai Mingguo had the warehouse under his control, he naturally couldn't be like Jin Tiande, although there weren't many grains, but the area around Weishan Lake was where they produced rice and wheat, and it was still early winter, so no one harvested the grain from the fields. As long as he replenished his supplies in time, the gathering area would not be in danger because of the lack of food, which was why Cai Mingguo decided to increase the quantity of food released.    

    

"If what Little Wang said was true, then that group of zombies would not be able to deal with them by ourselves soldiers. We must unite our forces in order to survive."    

    

A hint of seriousness flashed across Cai Mingguo's eyes. His tightly knitted eyebrows were not relieved because he had taken down Jin Tiande. To him, the real danger was still at the back.    

    

A hundred take-points and a hundred thousand people lined up in a long line. All of them had extremely anxious expressions on their faces, but no one dared to cause trouble.    

    

"Oi, Third Elder Wang, look at how you're smiling. What did you send?"    

    

Only when the first man carrying a bulging bag passed through the anxious crowd did the man, who seemed to be close to him, immediately pull back Old Third, who had a smile on his face, and asked in confusion.    

    

"Hey!"    

    

"Let me tell you, we don't need to starve this time."    

    

There was an unavoidable trace of excitement in Old Wang's voice.    

    

"No need to starve? "Big brother, how much rice will be given out this time?"    

    

A woman who was hugging a six or seven year old boy said weakly.    

    

Previously, they had to give out four catties of rice every week, but the mother and son combined would only get eight catties of rice each. Moreover, the child was just growing up, so the woman had to give all the food she had and drink the rice soup herself.    

    

"Sister, you don't have to worry about your child this time."    

    

The next moment, a piece of salted meat was taken out from the bag by Wang Lao San.    

    

"Look, these were sent by those comrades just now. Just this salted meat alone weighs one catty. The rice is at least five catties!"    

    

As he spoke, he opened the cloth bag and showed it to the crowd.    

    

"Ah, this, this is dry food right!"    

    

A hint of surprise flashed through the woman's eyes. She stared blankly at the supplies inside the cloth bag, the rice, the cured meat, and even the dried vegetables!    

    

"Yes, it's the dry dishes. Comrade Jin Tiande said that these were all hidden by Jin Tiande. Now that Jin Tiande has been captured, these supplies will be available every week."    

    

Third Elder Wang's words immediately spread among the hundred thousand survivors.    

    

10 Jin of rice, 1 Jin of salted meat, and a lot of dried vegetables. These things were several times stronger than before!    

    

"Comrade, have you finished serving the food?"    

    

The moment Wang Lao San squeezed out of the crowd, the soldiers who were maintaining order immediately came over.    

    

"Got it."    

    

As he spoke, Third Brother Wang raised the bag in his hands, his face full of gratitude.    

    

"Comrade, thank you so much."    

    

"No need for thanks, old fellow villager. It's like this."    

    

The military officer hastily waved his hand and said.    

    

"If you join the army right now, you can get three taels of meat a day. You can eat any amount of rice or vegetables."    

    

"Huh?" Third Elder Wang didn't think that these soldiers stopped him because of this matter.    

    

"This... Comrade, I'm almost forty this year. Do you guys still want more? "    

    

Wang Lao San didn't express his unwillingness to join, but asked himself if he was suitable for his age.    

    

"Yes, as long as the age doesn't exceed 50, we will all have it."    

    

The young military officer had a determined look on his face. This was an order given by Cai Mingguo, right now the army stationed at Weishan Island was only 2000 people, including Pei County, there were only 4000 people, and there were more than 100,000 survivors on the island. This ratio could be considered relatively high before the apocalypse began, but after the apocalypse, it was obviously not enough to deal with the upcoming crisis.    

    

"Good!" "Then I'll join!"    

    

Wang Lao San immediately reported the address and was about to return to the town.    

    

"Wait, fellow villager, I can't leave now."    

    

The military officer hurriedly stopped Old Wang.    

    

"Can't go now? Is there anything else? "    

    

Old Third asked doubtfully.    

    

"Right, we still have something to announce after receiving all the supplies."    

    

The young officer explained.    

    

It was not just Third Brother Wang alone. All the young men who had received the food were stopped by the soldiers outside, and asked if they were willing to join the army. Only when all the survivors had received their supplies and were maintained by hundreds of soldiers did they gather in the open space in front of the warehouse.    

    

"What else is there to do? Why aren't we leaving now?"    

    

A wave of puzzled voices came from the crowd. They did not know the reason why Cai Mingguo made them stay here.    

    

"Who knows? It's probably about joining the army."    

    

"Sigh, I've joined. Have you?"    

    

The two young men discussed the events of the day in low voices.    

    

"I didn't join, now that we're in the army, we must be dealing with zombies, I don't want to die that early."    

    

The young man shook his head repeatedly with a cunning expression.    

    

"Tsk, if you're afraid of death then say you're afraid of death. Do you think you can survive just because you don't participate?"    

    

The joining man had a disdainful expression, as if not joining the army was such a shameful thing.    

    

This kind of scene was common among the survivors. They only talked about the supplies sent today, and also about joining the army. After about ten minutes, a few figures suddenly walked out from the warehouse tower, and the sharp-eyed survivors immediately saw that the one climbing up the tower was Cai Mingguo.    

    

Unknowingly, there were several large speakers hanging on the wall of the warehouse. These were all equipment for the military. They could be powered by diesel generators, but today, they were of use.    

    

"Cough, cough …" Everyone, calm down. "    

    

A clear voice came from the speaker. Although it wasn't very loud, it was enough for all the survivors to hear clearly.    

    

"I am Cai Mingguo, also from the armored brigade, Brigade Commander. I gathered everyone here today to announce a piece of news."    

    

Cai Mingguo's tone slightly paused as he scanned the crowd below.    

    

"Bring it out."    

    

A heavy voice came out from the speaker. A team of soldiers suddenly walked out from the warehouse's door. The one being escorted out was Jin Tiande and a middle-aged man whose clothes were torn apart.