Doomsday Mechs: Starting with a Manufacturing Army

Most of the zombies have been cleared out.

At the same time, I noticed the army at the entrance of the residential area.

More and more residents ran out of their houses.

Most people cheered and ran downstairs.

"Let the army provide support. Have all residents stay in their homes for now, distribute the available supplies, and notify the military region's rescue forces to come over."

Jiang Yi said to the secretary who had followed him into the car.

"By the way, tell them to keep an eye on the remaining people in the neighborhood. Those people are all vicious and have committed crimes."

In the video footage just transmitted back by the robot.

Although many residents were rescued.

However, some residents were rescued to find their rooms filled with corpses, and even strings of dried meat hanging from ropes.

In dire circumstances, these people have completely lost their humanity.

In the zoo before the apocalypse, there was this rule.

Some carnivores, after killing and tasting humans, must kill them again, otherwise they may develop a craving for cannibalism.

Humans can restrain their thoughts.

However, psychologically speaking, because of the horrific and inhumane things they had done, they felt guilty.

The psychological threshold for committing crimes has been greatly lowered.

For some people who have never harmed their own kind, letting such people mix into society is undoubtedly a huge risk.

To some extent, these people are no longer suited to live in society.

According to Jiang Yi's understanding.

For those whose crimes are relatively minor, they will not be sentenced to death directly, but they will have to undergo a period of labor reform to prove that they no longer have any extreme thoughts before they can be released.

"clear."

The secretary nodded and then went to make the arrangements.

……

"Help! We haven't eaten in ages, waaaaaah!"

"Please, please take me with you, I really can't go on living."

"I'm so hungry! I'm here! Help me!"

Although most people were already so hungry that they were skin and bones and had no strength.

But I'm still afraid of being left out.

Therefore, they were all shouting at the top of their lungs.

Upon receiving Jiang Yi's order, the troops immediately donned protective suits and entered the residential area with supplies.

"All residents, please stay home. We will begin rescue operations immediately. Please don't worry, we will first distribute the first batch of food and clean water, and the rest of the rescue teams will arrive shortly!"

Soldiers in protective suits were shouting loudly through megaphones.

The powerful voice echoed throughout the community.

Amidst the gloom and despair of the apocalypse, a ray of hope, long awaited by all, burst forth.

"Waaaaah!! Finally, someone's here!"

"Waaaaah!"

However, after the shock and the joy of being rescued...

Many more people were plunged into endless grief, their minds filled with memories of loved ones and friends who had perished in this apocalypse.

Cries and celebrations.

This created a contradictory yet harmonious symphony within the community.

It seemed like endless despair, yet also like rebirth.

At the entrance of each building, there was a robot guarding it.

"Please wait patiently and do not leave the building area, otherwise there may be a risk of infection."

After all, outside, snow was falling heavily, and hidden within that white snow was a virus that could infect people and turn them into zombies.

Many people gathered inside the building's main entrance, although some of them tried to break out.

But after seeing the gun barrel on the robot arm, he swallowed hard and chose to follow the rules.

……

"That's not right."

Inside the car, one of the factory executives said something with a puzzled look.

"I vaguely remember this neighborhood."

"When the apocalypse first broke out, the situation wasn't so bad, and the relief department sent a batch of relief supplies to this community."

"Why are there so few survivors?"

Hearing this, Jiang Yi frowned and glanced at the residential area outside the window.

"are you sure?"

The executive nodded. "I'm sure. I remember it very clearly. It's this neighborhood. A former colleague of mine used to live here."

"Because it was the early stages of the apocalypse, a lot of supplies were allocated. If we use them sparingly, I estimate they should last for a month without any problems."

Upon hearing this...

Jiang Yi had some doubts.

It has now been almost three months since the apocalypse.

Even if it's only enough to last a month, the situation shouldn't be this bad.

The various data that were just compiled by the robot.

If we calculate based on the number of households, only about 10% of the people who survived in this community are likely to have survived.

This figure is significantly lower than that of other residential communities.

It is highly likely that various groups have emerged in the community, viciously engaging in fratricide.

Besides.

That means the supplies have been confiscated.

A cold glint flashed in Jiang Yi's eyes.

"It seems that even in rescue operations, there are rats burrowing in."

Since the factory executives knew that the community had allocated a batch of supplies.

That means the supplies have definitely arrived, we just don't know how much.

Or it's possible that the money was embezzled by the person in charge of supplying the community.

Although Jiang Yi did not consider himself a saint, he was unwilling to become a great hero.

But he still despised this kind of behavior.

As the military is conducting rescue and follow-up cleanup operations.

Jiang Yi took out his phone and called the security department.

For this operation, the security department dispatched two squadrons to accompany the operation.

"Hello, is this the security department?"

"Check who is in charge of the handover of supplies between this community and the rescue department, check if there are any errors in the quantity of supplies, and go to the person in charge's home to check."

Under his orders.

One of the squadrons put on protective suits and immediately set out.

……

"Auntie, there are so many people downstairs! Is someone here to pick us up?"

A 17-year-old boy stood in front of the living room's floor-to-ceiling window, tiptoed, and curiously looked down.

A middle-aged woman patted him on the head.

"What are you looking at? Go back right now!"

"Auntie, what are you afraid of? Aren't you the neighborhood committee director? You're an official, after all."

"Say it again."

After being warned by his aunt, the boy had no choice but to return to his room sullenly.

Before entering the room, he also took a bag of potato chips and two bottles of mineral water from the shelf next to him.

Liu Fen, the director of the neighborhood committee, turned her head to look at the supplies that filled half of the living room, and a hint of resentment appeared in her eyes.

"Why did you come at this time, neither earlier nor later?"

originally.

She just wanted to delay the distribution of the supplies for a few days after they arrived.

After all, she couldn't figure out when the apocalypse would end.

Sure enough, she guessed right.

So Liu Fen naturally put the supplies in her own home and locked the door.

Then he and his nephew had a big feast at home.

We're going to eat sparingly and wait patiently for rescue.

But now, before we've even finished eating, the person has already arrived.