In the end of the ice age, I hoarded tens of billions of supplies

The building leaders of each unit building sent people over and took 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 heads of other unit buildings still did not distribute any food to ordinary residents.

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

The neighborhood became more lively than ever.

I don't know when it started, but the sound of shouting and killing came from 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 is their only cover. When these cowardly ordinary people are dying, the powerful rulers of the various units realize how powerful they are!

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

They are still in the era of cold weapons, and their superiority in numbers will have a huge impact on the battle situation.

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

The lights were off, and there was a peaceful silence, which was in stark contrast to the howling wind and snow outside and the screams of killing.

He didn't know how far it was going outside.

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

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

......

Day three.

morning.

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

The snow field, which was originally white, was now covered with bright red.

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

And judging from their appearance, it seems that they were forced to jump from a high place.

Some people curled up into a ball before they died. Although they were not killed by the fall, they also froze to death in the cold ice and snow after being seriously injured.

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

Stains of clotted and blackened blood were seen on many windows.

One can imagine what a brutal battle last night!

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

The residents of 25# stood at the door, each and every one of them was frightened and afraid to breathe.

At this time, they were extremely glad that they followed Zhang Yi.

Otherwise, most of them will die now!

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

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

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

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

Everyone's heart froze.

Compared with these dead people, they are simply too happy!

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

Isn't it just work, as long as you can live!

"Yes, yes, we will do it right away, right away!"

A group of neighbors were stimulated by the tragedy, and one by one they went to sweep the snow with their tools.

Uncle You looked at the surrounding scene and asked Zhang Yi, "It seems that no one from other units came out to sweep the snow, should we inform 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 happened between the people in power and ordinary residents in each unit building."

"Unless they can solve the food distribution problem, one party must perish!"

"It's only one night, how can I finish killing!"

After Uncle You heard Zhang Yi's words, he instantly felt chills all over his body.

Could this be the story about two peaches killing three warriors?

"Then let's go next..."

Zhang Yi said lightly: "What does it have to do with us, let them kill slowly!"

The right time has not yet come, and he is not in a 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 group he was familiar with before.

It seems that in the struggle for the right to obtain food, the control rights of some unit buildings have changed hands.

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

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

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

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

It's just that today, compared to two days ago, the number of people has decreased by at least one-third!

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

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

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

Hearing this, Zhang Yi suddenly smiled playfully.

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

Uncle You frowned slightly, "There are seventy or eighty of them outside alone, and if you count the ones inside the apartment building, there must be at least a few hundred!"

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

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

Zhang Yi said indifferently: "As long as they have something to eat, they don't dare to go all out. Most ordinary people in Huaguo don't have the courage to resist unless they are forced to have no way out."

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

Zhang Yi said without hesitation: "Then kill another wave!"

Uncle You swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and no longer knew what to say.

At this moment, a woman in fur came 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 stained with blood, obviously she also 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 I talk to?"

Chen Lingyu stared into Zhang Yi's eyes, trying 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 is impossible to effectively manage it."

"Even if you can bring back more food, someone will definitely take more by force in the future. In this way, conflicts will always be aroused, and more people will die!"

Zhang Yifeng looked at her calmly, "Oh. Then?"

Nonsense, could he have known such a result?

Because the current situation was brought about by him alone.