Chen Ziqing walked to Wang Dapao, patted the latter on the shoulder, and gave the other party a thumbs up.

"It's okay, commander." Wang Dapao turned his head and smiled.

"Not bad." Chen Ziqing smiled.

Five hundred cars drove over one after another and then stopped on the side of the road.

Wang Dapao looked at the convoy and was quite proud:

"How about it, leader, is it enough for survivors in Changnan City to eat?"

Chen Ziqing shook his head and sighed, "You have five hundred cars, I have five million people."

It's a drop in the bucket!

"Five million?" Wang Dapao looked at the survivors team. He originally thought that the maximum population was only one million, but he never expected that it would be five million.

"Captain, you are so angry that you are digging in the corner of the wall." He was moved and surprised.

"Yes, I never thought about it!" Chen Ziqing replied lightly.

"No wonder Gao Fei asked us to sweep Ganjiang City. It turns out that he had known the size of this survivor team for a long time." Wang Dapao understood.

"Gao Fei and the others are cleaning up Ganjiang City?" Chen Ziqing was a little surprised.

"If I don't clean it up, how could there be so much food?" Wang Dapao said proudly.

"Gaofei's battlefield quality is indeed good." Chen Ziqing sincerely exclaimed. With these foods, at least the survivors in Changnan City can see hope.

"What do you think, the Northwest Wolf saves more people than he kills."

"So that's it." Chen Ziqing suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders became much lighter.

With the material support from the rear, the survivors in Changnan City can be taken away!

"Don't watch the food, ask someone to come and help." Chen Ziqing turned to a soldier of the Ninth Army who stared at the food in the car and said.

"Yes, sir." As if stimulated by food, the soldier's voice became much louder when he answered.

After answering, he took out the walkie-talkie and called for support from all the people.

Soon, hundreds of soldiers arrived one after another, and the moment the soldiers saw the cart of food, the eyes that showed were not much different from those survivors.

However, soldiers' self-discipline is much stronger than survivors. They just look at the food and have no intention of violent robbery.

"Why are you standing there? Get the food out of the car!" Chen Ziqing said angrily.

Those who have never been hungry will not know the hungry's desire when they see food.

Hundreds of the Ninth Army soldiers scattered, each with one car, and opened the car door.

Chen Ziqing took off the walkie-talkie on Wang Dapao's waist and whispered: "It's all from the brothers' troops, so stealing food is allowed, over."

As soon as he finished speaking, he immediately heard the intercom's confusion sound of soldiers from the Second Brigade.

"Who are you?"

"I remember that Brother Bao's voice is not like this. It's very vulgar, is it true?"

"It must be, but I want to ask, who is Brother Bao, and are our battalion commander?"

"Battery Commander?" Chen Ziqing looked at Wang Dapao who was criticized by his subordinates, and found it a little funny.

"Instructor Zhao said that a brigade has at least three regiment commanders, nine battalion commanders, and thirty-six company commanders."

"Okay, let alone, the instructor still likes the previous routine." Chen Ziqing didn't care about the issue of military rank. In his opinion, military rank was just formalism.

"By the way, Wang Dapao, you just called Zhao Sanhuo the instructor Zhao. He was so kind and so easily sold. This is not the one I know!"

Wang Dapao smiled and said, "People always change."

"…..." Chen Ziqing was speechless.

The food on the car was quickly moved out of the car with the assistance of the Ninth Army soldiers.

The survivors who had already surrounded 500 vehicles were full of expectations in their eyes. Next, they were going to distribute food?

Chen Ziqing originally planned to give priority to the distribution in the order of the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, but when he thought of the huge population base of five million survivors, he should forget it and follow the queue!

Everyone’s food is enough, no matter how full you are, you can barely fill your hunger. If you want to eat, go to Ganjiang City.

Even so, the face of each survivor who received the food was filled with a happy and satisfied expression. After they took the food, they would say, "Thank you."

Chen Ziqing looked at the survivor who received the food and suddenly remembered the darkness of human nature that he had seen in Changnan City before.

He hesitated for a moment, as if he felt that ugly words should be said in front of him.

"I don't care what you were like before. From now on, the human order before the end of the world will be restored to its original state. When I first came to your Changnan City, I saw many people fighting for a car, and white knifes came out of the red knife, and the strong ones were respected, and some people tried to trick girls with food. Since you were planning to follow me, I hope that similar situations would not happen again in the future. If they appeared, they would never give up."

At the end, Chen Ziqing added, saying: "In short, killing people will pay for their lives, and the order is still alive!"

"I am a good citizen, a great good citizen."

"I don't even dare to kill fish, how could I kill people for a car?"

"Does order really exist? Can we return to our previous state of life?"

Hearing the survivors' various statements, Chen Ziqing smiled bitterly, thought for a while, and replied uniformly: "You will know when you arrive in Sichuan Province."

He doesn't need to say the same thing to every group of survivors, and good news will naturally spread in the survivors' ranks.

After receiving the food, the survivor got into a car, took a step forward, and returned to Ganjiang City.

A car could only sit five people, but the survivor who really didn't want to walk was willing to settle down. There were three people in the front row and five people in the back row, and the hood of the trunk was opened, and two people were stuffed. In addition, the soldiers returning to perform the mission, the car actually loaded eleven people.

There is no traffic police in the end of the world, so naturally there is no need to worry about overloading.

However, even so, only 500 survivors were taken away by five hundred cars.

Thinking of the base of five million, Chen Ziqing immediately felt under great pressure again.

However, as long as the team moves forward, there is hope.

All the 5,000 people who returned to Ganjiang City with Wang Dapao and others could drive. This was a temporary decision by Chen Ziqing. He wanted these people to drive more cars.

If this cycle continues, he can keep the survivors away from the zombie wave behind him in the shortest time.

In order to avoid alienated zombies being mixed up, Chen Ziqing will confirm again before every survivor who claims to be an old driver gets on the bus, not afraid of ten thousand, but afraid of if.

He didn't want to see his soldiers, but because of his negligence, he lost his life in vain.

When the convoy returned, he asked Zi Meng to enter Ganjiang City with the convoy to give Xiao Yatou a task and clean up those mutant creatures of high level.

It is also to avoid unnecessary casualties.

When the convoy left, the Ninth Army soldiers distributed the food strictly according to the amount of food per person.

Some survivors received biscuits, while others received canned meat and the like.

Therefore, within the survivors, conflicts broke out, just because the food they received was different.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!