The four of them descended from the roof entrance very smoothly.
The climbing ladder was placed in a small and dark warehouse, and the people in the stronghold probably didn't even realize that there was such a place. Knock open the narrow dusty door, and a large storage room appears in front of you.
"Hiss—" Guo Guo took a light breath.
The amount of materials stored here is at least as much as two supermarkets!
There is no place to find when you break through the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it. The emptied supermarkets that Yu Wei saw were all here.
The four of them briefly met their eyes, and took a U-shaped lock to lock the door of the storage room from the inside.
They didn't reopen the door until the boxes of food were carried up to the roof through the small door. The moment the door opened, it happened to be face to face with the members of the stronghold passing by outside.
Tang Xinjue nodded, "Hello."
The visitor was stunned: "You are..."
Before he could utter a word, Tang Xinjue knocked him down with a knife and knocked him unconscious.
Tang Xinjue took the red and white "sports jacket" off his body by the way, and took out a lighter from it.
There was a soft snap, and the flames burst out.
When it was found that the top floor was on fire, the fastest movers were the stronghold organizers, who gathered at the stairway almost at a speed of sprinting 100 meters.
If there was a fire in the hall on the first floor, they probably didn't care about it—students would put out the fire themselves anyway, and it would burn a few to death.
But the third floor is different, where all their supplies are stored!
"Where are the people? Where are the people guarding here today?"
A boy pushed through the crowd, shouted with a livid face, and was almost choked on the head by the smoke floating out.
At a glance, thick smoke billowed from the two rooms at the end of the third floor. His eyes darkened: "Where's the water? Where's the water connected to the school's water supply pipe?"
Even if it is stored food, if it is burned, it will be burned, but the other room is...
His yelling finally had an effect, and another girl in the same outfit came over: "Something was saved."
She pointed to the side of the stairs, where two boxes of injections were piled up, and the black liquid in the needle tube could be vaguely seen.
The person in charge breathed a sigh of relief: "Then hurry up and put out the fire! The fire is nothing, it doesn't matter if the food burns, there will be an airdrop in half an hour, we just need to grab a few more."
The other side replied: "There is no water."
principal:"???"
His eyes are protruding, and the veins on his face are raised: "What kind of shit are you talking about, how can there be no water? The school's water supply system is directly connected to us—"
The violent shouting stopped abruptly, and the boy's eyes slowly rolled twice to react.
That's right, just two hours ago, they seemed to have sent someone to transfer all the water from those pipes to another student base.
So now, their stronghold really...
"There's no water."
Another female organizer in the crowd repeated this sentence, and sneered: "I have said it long ago, don't make extra troubles. Those places like ants are worth our big fights to deal with? Instead, they damage my luck."
"It will take at least 20 minutes to wait for the water pipe to be reconnected. It will be bad if it burns down our resting place. Isn't there drinking water downstairs? Use it first." Another organizer said.
"Those boxes of water are for the current [qualified persons] to drink. The screening agent has made them weaker and weaker, and they urgently need to replenish water. If they don't eat or drink today, another batch may die."
"If you die, you will die. At worst, if you do more publicity, there will always be new people coming in."
A short organizer said in a low voice:
"Don't forget, we've done it countless times in mock drills, there's no way it's going to fail."
A group of people exchanged glances in silence and nodded in agreement.
"In that case, let the three of us go downstairs to carry water, you, you, you three, go outside and change the water pipes."
The irritable man from before pointed out a few times in the crowd, rushed downstairs impatiently after the task was released, and emptied the water under the terrified eyes of the students.
"You took it away, then we, what shall we drink?"
Someone crawled over and grabbed the hem of his trousers. Her body was still in convulsions from the morning injection, and her skin was visibly shriveled.
The boy gave her a disgusted look, then lifted his foot and kicked her away forcefully, leaving a black mark on the opponent's face from the shoe print.
"It would be nice to give you a place to live, get out!"
He turned and went upstairs, passing several other organizers. He didn't notice that one of the short-haired girls suddenly tensed up and grabbed the clothes of the person next to him.
The girl with glasses and a hat immediately grabbed her, pinched her shoulder lightly, and asked, "Did you see it?"
The short-haired "organizer" nodded while covering his temples, and couldn't help but look at the weak girl who was kicked in the distance.
The moment she passed by the irritable man, she "saw" the exact same sacrifice scene again.
But this time, the picture was randomly enlarged from a bird's-eye view, allowing her to see the faces of some "corpses" clearly.
One of them, a skinny girl, had the exact same black shoe prints on her face.
Her temples were still aching, she could only lean on the girl beside her, and recall the vision just now while walking outside.
At this moment, a rough voice suddenly sounded from behind:
"Wait, stop!"
The irritable man was still carrying water in his hand, but his head was turned around strangely, his eyes fixed on the three girls who were walking out in an open and aboveboard manner.
From the very beginning of the fire, he has always felt that something was wrong, and now he finally knows the source of this strange feeling:
Are there so many girls among them
He clearly remembered that it was a few other people who were in charge of guarding the sixth floor in the morning... But why didn't they disappear just now
Facing these "colleagues", he frowned and asked, "Who are you all here? Why do you still carry a suitcase when you go out? Turn around!"
The three girls in sportswear with red stripes and white background paused for a moment before continuing to walk forward, as if they didn't hear anyone talking at all.
Boy: "? I told you to stop!!"
He was about to catch up, but his arm was suddenly grabbed by a force, and when he turned his head, the extremely low brim of the hat took over his view.
The girl with the ponytail in the hat said in a very low voice, "Didn't you come to carry water? The fire is burning upstairs. Where is the water?"
The boy subconsciously handed the water to her: "It's right here!"
The other party took the water without saying a word and hurried upstairs. The boy subconsciously followed up to check the situation, and it was only when he took a step that he realized that there was still something unresolved behind him.
However, when he jumped down the stairs again, the hall on the first floor was already wide open, and sunlight and air poured in, but the three "organizers" were nowhere to be seen.
…they definitely have a problem!
"What are you doing here?"
Other organizers rushed down, grabbed him and asked sharply, "Where's the water?"
The irascible man was bombarded one after another, and he was helpless and furious: "The water has already been taken up to put out the fire!"
The organizers looked at each other, "Who?"
Didn't they see it at all
"..."
The crowd fell into a strange silence for a few seconds, and then rushed upstairs in unison!
When I reached the third floor, I saw that the hall was empty. The injection boxes that were originally stacked at the stairs were replaced with drinking water tanks at some point.
"Help... someone broke into the storage room, why is it still on fire... come and put out the fire..."
A figure staggered out of the burning storage room with the help of the other. They were only wearing a short-sleeved upper body, and the uniform coat that represented their identity was missing.
— Four girls, emptied the storage room, knocked out four guards, and robbed the clothes.
When the truth was told, everyone felt a rush of boiling gas rushing straight to their scalps, as if it wasn't the third floor that was burning, but their heavenly spirit cap.
The irritable boy chattered his teeth: "I want to catch them back and peel off their skulls as sacrifices..."
clatter—
His curse was interrupted by a series of frequent sounds of heavy objects falling outside the building.
At the same time, the sound amplified by the speaker sounded from the roof:
"Dongmen canteen student base clears warehouse to deliver supplies. Please go to the ground outside the canteen to collect them by yourself. After taking them, please leave immediately to avoid being reclaimed. Repeat, Dongmen canteen clearance..."
The irascible man opened his mouth wide, like a fish that has been slammed onto the shore, and it took him a few seconds to react:
"The door on the first floor is open!"
They were sure that the students who had come to join them would not run away, because these students were now weak and would die if they went out without food.
But with food, the situation is quite different.
But when they rushed downstairs again, it was too late. The hall of the cafeteria, which was originally overcrowded, became empty, and there were only a dozen figures left in the open space outside the cafeteria who hadn't finished grabbing the food.
…Usually wilting as if they would die in the next second, when it came time to run for their lives to eat, one was faster than the other!
The irritable man who ran out first was so angry that he lost his mind, picked up an electric baton and wanted to rush on him desperately. As soon as he stepped on the sun, there was a sudden hum on the back of his head, and he lost his balance.
When he turned his head in disbelief, the last scene he saw was a thin girl with black shoe prints on her face squatting by the gate, watching him fall with an iron rod in her hand.
"Aren't you going to put out the fire?"
A light figure jumped down, helped the girl pick up the food on the ground, patted her on the shoulder, and the girl regained her strength and ran away quickly.
When the remaining organizers jumped out, Tang Xinjue took off his hat and asked with a smile.
To grab back the remaining food first, or to seek revenge on the culprit first, that is the question.
But soon the remaining people in the stronghold discovered that they seemed unable to complete any of them.
With a sharp and piercing whistle, dozens of black shadows appeared in the air, and they landed evenly under the parachute.
The airdrop is here!
Almost instantly, groups of strongholds, students fighting alone, and even zombies rushing over smelling the smell—the entire dormitory area was completely activated!
The two boxes of airdrops closest to the cafeteria happened to land tens of meters away. Before the organizers at the East Gate stronghold could decide whether to grab it, a group of young students with extremely fast speed rushed over brandishing brooms and mops.
The team leader held on to his glasses and shouted hoarsely: "Pay attention to the environment, don't step on it! Run! You must outrun the zombies! As long as you can win, the stronghold will eat!!!"