How many people can fit into a place the size of three football fields?

Yes, it’s for decoration, not for living! It’s so densely packed that it only needs a place to stand, and it’s not limited by individual size or how much space is required.

Ran Xiong had seen it. He had never dared to imagine that the Sun Plaza in Tongcheng, which symbolized beauty and hope, had actually become a slave concentration camp, and now represented oppression and sin.

As soon as I got close, there was a stench of food, drink, diarrhea and sleep... It's so small, it's hard not to stink, right?

Of course, there is fear. There are so many people, and each person's spit is an incredible power. What if there is a riot, what if they become crazy...

Fortunately, Ran Xiong brought his own guard camp, which gave him a little peace of mind. They were all men with guns. How could they be afraid of those slaves who might be crazy?

Slave? These two words sound stupid and ridiculous in a civilized society, because freedom is sacred and violating the sacred pursuit is self-destruction.

But this is the end of the world, and the appearance of slaves seems to be a matter of course, and these two words are not illegal.

"Everyone line up and follow one by one!" The person maintaining order was Mao Zai, who was guarding the seven people with a knife. His voice was loud and commanding.

He is brave, or rather has little knowledge. With absolutely majestic weapons and equipment, he can be said to be the king of Sun Square at the moment.

So, how can we be afraid of these slaves who are even crazy?

"It's so sad! I don't know what kind of courage they have to live..." Ling Ruo, the actual leader of the Detachment of Women, was a little sentimental. Seeing such a hell on earth, his heart was filled with waves.

"If you have the courage to die, that would be really sad!" Ran Jun was a little arrogant. With his hands folded across his chest, his eyes were shining brightly as he looked at each living person.

Tsk tsk tsk, in his mind, it is regarded as a valuable asset and infinite productivity.

"Second brother, you are too cold-blooded in what you say. Why, they don't deserve to live?" Ling Ruo did not easily agree with others, especially those who said cold-blooded things.

Who allowed her to always dream of becoming a compassionate heroine?

"Deserving? People who are truly worthy of living will not let themselves be locked up." Ran Jun spoke calmly. You sounded very philosophical, but is this a problem?

In other words, is it an answer?

"Second brother, you, you..."

"What?"

"Okay, okay, this person can't imagine more, this feeling

There should be 30,000 to 50,000 people! Some of you are busy!" Ran Xiong interrupted the bickering between the two.

Regarding these arguments, Ling Ruo lost anyway, and he was too lazy to listen to them, which was completely useless.

However, you heard it right, this temporary venue holds thirty to fifty thousand people! Not three to five hundred, let alone three to five thousand!

Hey, it’s not hard to imagine why Germany could sweep the world back then. Now I understand? Force is the first thing that can conquer all wills!

"Brother, our tribe plus the residents of Civilization City are only less than 20,000. Now there are 30,000 to 50,000 more people. Although the team has grown, in terms of management..." Ran Jun took a deep breath, although he was excited about the expansion of the team.

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This level of management may not be easy to operate!

"First of all, separate men and women, clean them first, and order the cooking team to boil hot water to prevent them from bringing any diseases."

"Then, complete the registration, comprehensively coordinate the population, and give priority to families with children and the elderly to ensure centralized food and housing."

"After that, use the knife. In such a narrow place, some crimes have occurred and deserve punishment. Let's do justice to God, establish rules, and eliminate pests."

"Finally, let's expand the team. Anyway, many young people have thought about being addicted to official positions, so they will join in and train intensively. After celebrating the New Year here, we will organize the army and set off again."

These are general ideas and plans, and Ran Xiong, the clan leader, cannot cover everything.

It’s not like he’s the one who charges into battle, he’s the one who sets up camp, he’s the one who provides logistics support, he’s the one who boils water and washes his feet, right?

"Yes, brother! So, what should we do if there is someone who dissatisfied with the management?" Ran Jun is very strict in doing things. This sentence sounds normal, but if you listen carefully, it is just cold-blooded, isn't it?

"It's better to kill more, otherwise you won't surrender if you are not afraid, but the bottom line is the elderly and children." Ran Xiong stopped looking at it. The stench of this place is so bad, there is no need to suffer, right?

But the slaves seemed to be in a dream...

How long has it been since you saw the sun? How long has it been since you breathed freely and wandered in the blue sky and white clouds?

Before, we built city walls and concentration camps...

It's ridiculous to say that he locked up zombies in a cage he built with his own hands! It's ridiculous and sad!

However, they dare not disobey, they have guns, they no longer need labor force, and they even begin to resent the existence of slaves.

In the concentration camp, one day or another, some men with high self-esteem went to the gladiatorial arena. I heard that they had enough to eat, but they never got anything.

Been back...

Some people go to raise zombies. They say they are raising zombies, but in fact they are feeding them with their bodies. At least they have enough to eat. They also know that they are sending themselves to death, but they really don’t want to live anymore!

Resistance? Everyone has thought about it, but no one has dared to raise their arms and shout, and no one has thought of actively responding.

The apocalypse has been going on for so long, who can’t hold on for a few more days? Or, what if we can survive until the apocalypse and get better?

At least, there is no wind or rain in the concentration camp, and there is nothing wrong with eating and waiting to die.

This is a slave!

They admit it themselves, and no one denies it!

Because those who are not afraid of death cannot become slaves!

They are all obviously afraid of death, and there is no one who is not afraid of death.

Today, okay, someone rescued them, good guys, they were loaded with guns and ammunition, and there were quite a lot of people.

It was indeed too many. Five hundred people did not dare to cause trouble. It seemed that the number of thousands more guns was increasing, making them even more afraid to raise their heads.

However, you dare to breathe! You dare to let the sun shine!

"Lao Wu, are we going to take a hot bath?"

"Silence! Are you so stupid that you don't want to live anymore?"

"Yes, yes, lower your voice, lower your voice! What, is it true?"

"It's a fact, why not? The news came from before? I've finished washing and there are new clothes to wear. Oh my God, I feel like the apocalypse is coming to an end!"

"It's over? Lower your head! Are you so stupid that you don't want to live anymore? Your voice was so soft just now, how dare you speak louder now?"

"Yes, yes, my fifth son is also in trouble."

This kind of discussion can be found everywhere, and it is basically unbelievable, because no one would think that their own life can be treated like this!

Indeed, respect? In the last days, it is difficult to realize it.

"Third uncle, why are you here?"

"I'm here to take a look. By the way, let me tell you, kid, don't send everyone to the Women's Army! There are so many brothers, you can send them to the cooking group first, okay?"

"Third uncle, this..."

"This? What is this? This Chuanchuan! I can see what Mr. Xiong means. There will be more and more people in our tribe, but we Tu Lang has a lot of children?"

"What do you mean?"
Chapter completed!