Deathly silence

The building managers of each unit building sent people over to take the food back in an orderly manner.

Zhang Yi also distributed food to the people in his unit and returned home as usual.

The next day, except for Li Jian, the building directors of other unit buildings still did not distribute any food to ordinary residents.

So on that night, seeing their last hope completely destroyed, the residents of the community went completely crazy!

The community has become more lively than ever.

I don't know when it started, but voices calling for death were heard one after another in each unit building.

The hoarse curses and desperate roars echoed in the corridor, and even the north wind could not completely cover them up.

The dark night was their only cover. When these timid ordinary people even risked their lives, the powerful rulers of each unit realized how powerful they were!

After all, not everyone has a perfect defensive fortress and terrifying firepower like Zhang Yi.

They are still in the cold weapon age, and their numerical advantage will have a huge impact on the battle situation.

Zhang Yi sat on his warm and comfortable velvet white quilt and looked out the window quietly.

The lights were turned off, and there was a comfortable silence, which was in sharp contrast to the howling wind and snow outside and the shrill cries of death.

He didn't know what was going on outside.

But he understood that the more people died tonight, the better it would be for him.

Before going to bed, Zhang Yi checked the safety of the entire room one last time, filled his pistol and assault rifle with bullets, and finally lay down comfortably.

...

The third day.

morning.

Zhang Yi walked out of the unit building, and the scene in front of him made him take a breath.

The snow that was originally white was now covered with bright red everywhere.

In the center of the courtyard, there were fifty or sixty corpses lying in various directions!

And judging from their appearance, they looked like they were forced to jump from a high place.

Some people huddled up in a ball before they died. Although they were not thrown to death, they still froze to death in the cold ice and snow after being seriously injured.

Zhang Yi raised his head and scanned the surrounding unit buildings.

Blackened blood was seen on many windows.

You can imagine what a brutal battle we went through last night!

So much so that this morning, no one came out to clear the snow, and no one even dragged away the pile of corpses.

The residents of No. 25 stood at the door, all frightened and afraid to speak out.

At this time, they were extremely lucky that they were following Zhang Yi.

Otherwise, most of them will die now!

Uncle You came over and asked, "Zhang Yi, do you still have to work today?"

Zhang Yi glanced at Uncle You and then at the neighbors behind.

He said calmly: "If you want to have food to eat in the future, you have to work!"

"Unless," he pointed to the body on the ground, "you want to be like them."

Everyone was shocked.

Compared to these dead people, they are so happy!

At least there is no need to fight for the scarce food, and there is no need to fight tooth and nail.

Isn't it just work? As long as you can stay alive!

"Yes, yes, let's do it right away, let's do it right away!"

A group of neighbors were stimulated by this tragic situation, and they all worked hard to clear the snow with tools.

Uncle You looked at the scene around him and asked Zhang Yidao: "It seems that no one from the other unit buildings has come out to clear the snow. Do you want to notify them to come out?"

Zhang Yi glanced at him lightly, and suddenly asked with a smile: "Do you think they have time now?"

Uncle You looked puzzled: "Huh?"

Zhang Yi said: "Last night was just the beginning. This conflict occurred between the people in power in each unit building and ordinary residents."

"Unless they can solve the problem of food distribution, one side must be completely destroyed!"

"It's only been one night, how can we kill them all?"

After listening to Zhang Yi's words, Uncle You instantly felt chilled all over.

Is this the story about two peaches killing three people?

"Then let's do it next..."

Zhang Yi said calmly: "What does it have to do with us? Let them kill slowly!"

The right time had not yet come, and he was in no hurry.

After Zhang Yi came back in the afternoon, he distributed food to them as usual.

However, he found that the people coming from several buildings had changed, and they were not members of the groups he was familiar with before.

It appears that control of some unit buildings has changed hands amid the fight over food access.

But it doesn't matter to him, no matter who is the building manager, he will cooperate according to the previous agreement.

However, after Zhang Yi went back that night, he sent a message to the building manager group of each unit.

"If I don't see the fruits of my labor tomorrow, there will be no guarantee of food including cigarettes."

So the next day, when Zhang Yi went out, he saw the lively scene of everyone working together.

But today, the number of people has decreased by at least one-third compared to two days ago!

In other words, due to unfair food distribution, at least 400 people died in the community in two days!

Uncle You couldn't understand the scene in front of him.

He asked Zhang Yidao: "These people clearly know that the ten portions of food in each building are not their turn. But why don't they resist and fight for their chance to survive?"

Zhang Yi suddenly smiled playfully when he heard this.

He pointed to the snow in front of him with his chin, "Do you still remember how many bodies there were here yesterday?"

Uncle You frowned slightly, "There are seventy or eighty of them outside alone. Counting those inside the unit building, there must be at least several hundred!"

Zhang Yi spread his hands: "Look, isn't that the reason? The food problem has been solved very well."

Uncle You suddenly realized: "It can still be like this!"

Zhang Yi said calmly: "As long as they have food, they don't dare to fight. Most ordinary people in China will not have the courage to resist unless they are forced to completely have no way to survive."

Uncle You shook his head in confusion: "But this is not a long-term solution! What should we do after we finish eating?"

Zhang Yi said without hesitation: "Then let's kill again!"

Uncle You swallowed his saliva and no longer knew what to say.

At this moment, a woman wearing fur walked over through the snow.

"Zhang Yi, I want to talk to you about cooperation again."

The person who came was Chen Lingyu, the building manager of #9.

Her body was covered in blood, and she had obviously experienced a very brutal killing last night.

But she survived.

Zhang Yi smiled slightly, with a bit of disdain in his expression.

"You? What can you talk to me about?"

Chen Lingyu stared into Zhang Yi's eyes and tried hard to apply her skills in micro-business for many years to him.

"If the community continues to develop like this, it will collapse sooner or later! There are many internal conflicts and it cannot be managed effectively."

"No matter how much food you can bring back, someone will definitely use force to take more in the future. In this way, conflicts will continue to be stimulated, and more and more people will die!"

Zhang Yifeng looked at her lightly, "Oh. What next?"

Nonsense, could he not have known that this would be the result?

Because the current situation was caused by him.