No miracles will happen in this world,

At the very least, there is no resurrection after death.

In the cruel and realistic apocalypse, people are accustomed to saying goodbye to their dead relatives.

Natural disasters will not change due to human will,

The rain kept falling.

When Lao Xie entered the conference room, he happened to hear Chang Sheng's report to his third uncle.

He deeply agreed with what Chang Sheng said.

But he also understood that the food from Oil City alone could not save so many people in the trading market.

Even now, based on the share of two corn tortillas, it can only last for less than a month at most.

The remaining food must be provided to their own people first.

They are all enduring this horrific natural disaster.

After Lao Xie came in, he sat next to Chang Sheng.

Although Uncle San has not personally seen the trading market wall, he has observed it from a distance at the Oil City wall.

The frequency of battles is indeed very intensive, and the physical exertion on a person is huge.

The third uncle frowned, looked at Lao Xie and asked:

"Tell me what you saw on the wall."

Lao Xie put down the teacup he was about to pick up and said:

"I came in late, but I also heard some of what Changsheng said, um..."

"I agree with what he said. I saw it very clearly on the wall of the trading market. The intensity of the battle was too great. After all, humans are made of flesh and blood. It is very tiring to keep killing zombies."

"Some of the first batch of volunteers who went up were dragged down, but many of them died of exhaustion."

"When they faced zombies, it was okay when they first went up, but after more than two hours, their physical strength declined quickly, and the efficiency of killing zombies was reduced a lot.

Therefore, our combat personnel always fire at intervals to support them and let them breathe a sigh of relief.

The bullet consumption...is actually not small."

He glanced at Third Uncle's expression and saw that Third Uncle was still frowning.

So he continued:

"Ahem, I feel like this can't last too long. It's too intense for them."

"Sixteen hours of rest may not be enough. It's not just a matter of rest time, but also supplementary food. Without supplementary food, I guess..."

He didn't finish what he said, but his meaning was clearly expressed.

To sum it up in a simple sentence: Eat less and work more, and you are too tired to last long!

After the third uncle listened to the two people's answers.

Taking a deep breath and asked:

"So, do you have any ideas? Any good suggestions?"

Ju Tianrui coughed twice and said, "How about giving them more food?"

"In addition, use the oil array at intervals, so that the oil consumption is reduced, and at the same time, too much food will not be wasted..."

"This will last at least a month and a half."

When the third uncle heard this, he looked towards Dongtai.

"Based on the current food supply and ensuring the normal quota for our own people, how much food can we provide to volunteers?"

Dongtai stood up.

After thinking for a few seconds, he said:

"After ensuring the supply of food for our own people, we will ensure it for five months, and the rest will be given to volunteers.

Calculated based on four thousand people, three shifts, and two tortillas, we can last for a month.

If you calculate it based on four tortillas, that’s only half a month.”

Four tortillas are not enough to supplement a high-intensity battle.

But at least it can satisfy the hunger and restore some combat effectiveness.

Half a month...

The third uncle frowned, feeling like this wouldn't last long.

If volunteers are not allowed to come on stage, oil can only be used, and oil can only last for more than a month at most.

The total interval between the two is almost two months at most.

Who knows how long this natural disaster will last.

That zombie potion combined with the ultimate doomsday driving machine is fine.

The medicine can be stored in a sealed state for a long time.

But according to Ma Di and Bai Jie,

After opening, the medicine will slowly evaporate over time, its effect will become smaller and smaller, and it will not last for too long.

Potions attract zombies mainly through smell, and the potion liquid may not evaporate so quickly.

But after the smell is opened, it evaporates very quickly.

Therefore, medicines have always been sealed and packaged.

Every time the potion was used before, it was basically used against the enemy. It attracted a large number of zombies in a very short period of time and used the zombies to eliminate the enemy.

This is true even when dealing with Yuan Zhi and the others.

Using the ultimate doomsday driving machine and adding potions will surely lead the zombie tide away.

The defense capabilities of the doomsday driving machine were also tested on the way there.

But he is actually able to survive the zombie wave with ease.

But can you persevere in such a huge zombie wave? Maybe you can...

The time of the natural disaster is uncertain, and the third uncle does not want to play the trump card of the doomsday driving machine.

Once they are defeated and the natural disaster has not passed, they will have no way to resist the zombie wave.

With such a heavy rainstorm, it is unrealistic for the headquarters base to provide support. Helicopters cannot fly in such a fierce rainstorm and can easily crash.

The third uncle resisted the idea of ​​using the potion and said to everyone:

"Then let's do this..."

“1. Use the method of volunteers going up the wall to stop the zombies and taking turns coming at intervals from the oil array.

All the oil cannot be consumed, half of it is not allowed to be used.

The goal is to stick to these two methods for a month first!”

"2. Don't increase food rations for volunteers for the time being. We have only been testing for ten hours now. We will wait until twenty-four hours.

If the new volunteers cannot fill the next battle, then double the food ration to four corn tortillas."

"What do you think?"

After the third uncle finished speaking, Lao Xie was the first to raise his hand in agreement.

"I think it's good. In this way, a lot of oil can be retained and food consumption can be reduced. All aspects can be balanced."

"Well, where are the others?" Third Uncle looked at the others.

"Agree."

"agree."

....

Seeing that no one had any objections, the third uncle made the final decision.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "That's it, let's break up the meeting."

Everyone got up and left, heading outside the conference room.

At this time, everyone is very busy.

Although it seems that the trading market wall is the busiest, in the final analysis, this natural disaster is still a matter of logistics.

If the logistics cannot keep up, everything will be in vain.

The order and stability in the oil city and trading market also need to be maintained by someone.

If it's just a group of dozens or hundreds of people, that's fine.

But when the number exceeds 10,000, the difficulty of management increases exponentially.
To be continued...