Damn zombies, how dare they disguise themselves as humans!

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"No...don't shoot!"

Luo Tian quickly raised his hand, trying to appear panicked and disoriented.

Inside the gate, holding guns were two soldiers in camouflage uniforms, specifically responsible for guarding the gate.

Although the military organized a rescue operation a few days ago, it was impossible to rescue everyone; there are still many survivors in the city.

Similarly, because Wu Qingshan's rearguard was overwhelmed by the horde of zombies, many surviving soldiers were scattered and unable to leave the city for a time.

"You...you're soldiers?"

Upon recognizing the military uniforms worn by the two men, Luo Tian immediately feigned surprise and exclaimed, "Great! I'm a survivor! Please save me!"

"Survivors?"

The two soldiers lowered their gun barrels, glanced at Luo Tian outside the door, but did not open the door immediately.

Having learned his lesson from Director Qian, Luo Tian naturally wouldn't wear that military uniform again. Before coming over, he found a clean set of clothes at a house.

In order to blend into the group he was part of, he even smeared some zombie blood on his body.

After all, being dirty is more in line with the identity of a survivor; otherwise, wouldn't it be too strange to be dressed spotless?

"We can let you in, but we'll need to check you first."

Seeing the several obvious black bloodstains from zombies on Luo Tian's body, one of the soldiers said warily, "Take off your clothes and check for bite wounds."

"Okay, thank you."

Luo Tian thanked him repeatedly, and then decisively began to take off his clothes, leaving only a pair of shorts.

As for shame...

Who would care about this if they were just fleeing for their lives?

Or in a post-apocalyptic city overrun by zombies, when life is hanging by a thread, who cares about being embarrassed? Besides, she's not a woman.

He spun around in one spot.

He took off his shoes again.

I checked it carefully several times.

After confirming that Luo Tian had no scratches or bite marks, the two soldiers opened the gate.

"Come with me."

One of them led Luo Tian toward the villa, saying, "This is a temporary rescue point set up by our platoon leader. There are currently more than 30 soldiers left, and we have taken in more than 200 survivors. The children are all housed on the third floor, the second floor is for women, and the first floor is for men. Once inside, please stay on the first floor and abide by the rules. No disturbances or noise are allowed. Food will be distributed irregularly each day. In a few days, once the rescue forces from outside the city arrive, we will organize an evacuation."

"Okay, I will follow the rules."

Luo Tian responded cooperatively.

He came here not to survive, so he didn't pay attention to the rescue forces the other party mentioned.

What he cares about is nothing more than who the target is, how great the threat is, and what type of target it is.

Since this is a rescue point for a group of soldiers, it means they are not the type like Du Hai, which was also confirmed during the previous stealth reconnaissance.

The fact that they checked so thoroughly before coming in means they're definitely not like Wang Xiulan, who harbors a potential threat of having a child bitten.

The probability of someone like Chen Feng, who is an ingrate, is very low. The only possibility is probably someone like Su Rou, who is a sanctimonious hypocrite.

Of course, there may be other types as well.

As to the specifics, we can only proceed step by step, or wait for the system's judgment and then act accordingly.

Inside the villa,

The furniture on the first floor has been mostly cleared out.

Instead, there was a dense crowd sitting on the ground, all of them listless, disheveled, and covered in filth like beggars.

And as the soldier just said, without exception, they were all men.

Several armed police officers stood guard by the windows on all sides, facing the windows and watching every move outside, on guard against the sudden appearance of zombies or other dangers.

inside the house,

When another survivor arrived, apart from a few people near the door who glanced at him, no one paid him any attention. They were too hungry to care about him, and they didn't even have the strength to speak. The scene was quiet, with only occasional weak whispers.

After glancing around, Luo Tian found an empty seat and sat down.

I knew about this scene on the first floor from the more than ten times I had sneaked in to investigate before.

However, this invisibility only lasts for the first floor, and the invisibility lasts for too short a time to go up to the fourth floor to check.

"Little...little brother, do you...do you have anything to eat?"

Not far from Luo Tian, ​​a middle-aged man leaning against the wall turned his head and asked weakly.

His appearance, like his voice, was sallow and thin, clearly malnourished.

The people on the first floor were all pretty much the same, a true reflection of ordinary survivors in the apocalypse.

"no."

Luo Tian shook his head.

He certainly wouldn't give away the last piece of rations he had in his pocket.

Seeing their condition and glancing at the others in the distance, Luo Tian couldn't help but ask curiously, "Don't the soldiers here get rations every day? How come you're all so hungry?"

"There are too many people; the little food they found isn't enough to eat."

The middle-aged man licked his lips and sighed, "Besides, even in this world, people are still divided into different classes..."

Just then, a series of chaotic footsteps sounded outside the door.

When they came in, they left clear footprints and stains on the ground.

In their hands, they carried bags of all shapes and sizes, all stained with blood.

So it's quite obvious that this group of soldiers was out searching for food.

The square-faced man leading the group, carrying a military knife and with a sharp gaze, was, without a doubt, the platoon leader the gatekeepers had mentioned.

Upon seeing the food-hunting team return, especially noticing the various bags they were carrying, everyone on the first floor immediately stood up. Even the middle-aged man who had just been talking to Luo Tian did the same, hurriedly leaning against the wall to get up, swallowing hard, his eyes gleaming as he stared at the food bags.

"Don't rush!"

"And don't steal it!"

"Or be executed immediately!"

"They will be distributed in the required quantities shortly, ensuring that everyone receives one."

Upon seeing the surging crowd, the platoon leader immediately issued a stern rebuke.

The soldiers standing guard by the windows quickly turned around to warn others to maintain order.

This is necessary in times like these; otherwise, if the crowd rushes in and grabs all the food, what will happen to the women and children upstairs?

Food in the city is becoming increasingly scarce and difficult to find. Each time, it takes a desperate struggle, sometimes even sacrificing some soldiers, to break through hordes of zombies and bring back food. If it is not distributed equally, some people may starve to death.

The platoon leader wiped the blood off his face and waved his hand.

The soldiers behind him put down their bags and began sorting and classifying them on the spot.

The food was varied, including all kinds of snacks, packaged biscuits, a small amount of rice and noodles, and a few pieces of meat.

Turning around, the platoon leader ordered, "Chop these pieces of pork into small pieces, mix them with rice, noodles, and snacks, and cook them into a thin porridge. Give everyone a little..."

"Why bother making porridge? What a waste!"

A lazy voice suddenly came, interrupting the platoon leader.

A middle-aged woman with curly hair came down from upstairs.

Unlike the survivors on the first floor, this woman was dressed in a clean silk dress and showed no signs of hunger. On the contrary, she was plump and had a rosy complexion.

In her arms, she was also holding a small white teddy bear.

After going downstairs, the woman walked through the passage that the survivors automatically made way for her with a look of disgust, and came to the food categorized on the ground.

Seeing that there were only a few small pieces of meat, she immediately frowned and gave the platoon leader a disgruntled look:

"It's getting more and more useless; all we found today were these few small pieces."

"You actually want to cook porridge and share it?"

"This little bit isn't enough for my sons to eat."

As she spoke, the woman stroked the teddy bear in her arms, glared at the company commander, and scolded him:

"Aren't you going to take these pieces of meat upstairs to feed my sons?"

"If that's not enough, you'll have to take more people out to find more for me!"

"Don't come back if you can't find it!"