Immortal in The Apocalypse

Hearing what Xiu Wu just said, the soldier looked at him with surprise. After a moment of silence, he said, "Except for the four of you, there is no one with abilities who come here to support us. So, thank you very much."

Looking at the soldier’s tired face, Ji Yang felt like he was seeing his past self. Tan Wei stood beside him, poked him lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Lao Yang, what’s wrong?"

Ji Yang shook his head and said, "Nothing."

Tan Wei looked at his expression and asked again, "Do you remember the past again?"

Hearing his question, Ji Yang glanced at him and said, "I just saw my past self in these soldiers."

After listening to his answer, Tan Wei sighed, patted his shoulder and said, "Brother, just forget about those past things. Since we have retired from the army, there is no need to recall those bad experiences anymore."

Hearing the worry in his tone, Ji Yang smiled and said, "Let’s go. I’m starving."

Half an hour after they left, several military trucks approached the base. The soldier standing on the watchtower saw the incoming military trucks and sent a signal to the other soldiers guarding the gate. When the military trucks stopped in front of the gate, Song Chengsu lowered the side window.

When the soldier saw it was him, he saluted quickly and said, "Welcome back, Captain Song."

Song Chengsu returned the salute, handed the mission appointment letter to the soldier, and asked, "What happened here?"

The soldier checked the mission appointment letter while saying, "Reporting to Captain Song. We just killed a large group of mosquitoes half an hour ago."

After the soldier checked the mission appointment letter, he returned it to Song Chengsu, looked at the other soldiers and said, "Open the gate."

Putting away the mission appointment letter, Song Chengsu looked at the remaining corpse of the mutated mosquitoes that scattered around. Seeing that there were not many corpses on the ground, he said calmly to the driver.

"Let’s go."

As the military trucks drove through the gate, there was a riot in the inner ring area. Ordinary people who went to the inner ring area after soldiers sounded the warnings refused to leave.

After living in places that were worse than garbage dumps, these people finally tasted how comfortable it was to live in this clean and well-protected inner ring area. Therefore, they refused to leave even when soldiers threatened to kill them.

Mao Yan calmly looked at the crowd confronting the soldiers down there from a large french window. He frowned slightly, turned to look at the people sitting around the oval table, and asked, "Does everyone have any way to solve this problem?"

A middle-aged woman wearing office clothes and high heels raised her hand and said calmly: "Commander Mao, I have an idea. But I don’t know if everyone is willing to listen."

Mao Yan sat down, motioned to the middle-aged woman to speak, and said, "Director Pan, please speak freely."

Pan Liangqing nodded to him, stood up, looked at everyone present calmly for a moment, and then said, "As the director of the trading hall, I think we should open the warehouse and provide enough food and water for the people. If we told them that we would give them enough food and water for two days as long as they returned to the outer ring area, I believe most of these people would leave willingly. Although there will be some people who refuse to leave, the soldiers will have no problem controlling them."

Mao Yan heard what she said, thought for a moment and asked, "How much food and water are left in the warehouse?"

Pan Liangqing thought for a while and said, "According to our current rationing policy, food can only last for eight days, while water can only last for three days at most."

After hearing what she said, Mao Yan frowned slightly. With their current supply, giving food and water to those people would be equivalent to quenching their thirst with poison. Although it can solve the immediate problem, it will only worsen the overall situation.

Seeing that Mao Yan was silent, Pan Liangqing said, "Commander Mao, solving the current problem should be our top priority."

Hearing what she said, a man in his twenties sitting on Mao Yan’s left suddenly said, "Commander Mao, there is another way to solve this problem."

After hearing what he said, everyone looked at him at the same time. Before he could speak, Pan Liangqing said, "Major General Wen, the solution you are thinking about now is not to kill those people, right?"

Wen Shengye looked at Pan Liangqing’s contemptuous expression and said coldly, "That is exactly what I’m thinking right now. Does Director Pan have any objections?"

Pan Liangqing looked at the handsome man sitting opposite her with obvious dislike on her face covered by thick make up and said, "Indeed, for a ruthless person like Major General Wen, this is the only way you can think of."

Wen Shengye ignored her words, looked at Mao Yan and said, "Commander Mao, as we all know, we are running out of food and water now. If we do what Director Pan said, it will only worsen the overall situation. Since there is not enough food and water to feed everyone and now those people are making trouble again, why don’t we take this opportunity to clean them up and solve two problems at once?"

Seeing that Pan Liangqing was the only one who clearly disagreed with him, Wen Shengye said, "By setting an example today, we can maintain order in the base. When everyone knows that we are not afraid of them making trouble, I think those people will not dare to make trouble again in the future."

After he said this, Wen Shengye calmly waited for Mao Yan and other senior military officers to think about it. A few minutes later, a senior military officer said, "I agree with Major General Wen’s idea. Although this approach is extreme, in difficult times, what we need is a decisive government."