"When we went to Building 1, we happened to encounter 14 remnants who wanted to escape. I asked the people who followed to kill them all without leaving any one behind.
But no one moved.
Some people even refuted my order and advised me to let them go and give this group of people a way to survive. "
Song Jinhe's eyes swept over those people who lowered their heads and pretended to be dead, and his voice became a little colder.
"When you said this, did you ever think about it, when Building 1 came to attack us, did they think about leaving a way for us to survive?
If I hadn't had a gun and grenades, I'm afraid the unit door would have been missed, and Building 3 would have paid the price with several lives.
After you won the first battle, do you think you are superior to others and want to give them kindness and become the Guanyin Bodhisattva in the last days? "
She spoke without mercy, exposing all those people's choices to the scrutiny of everyone in Building 3.
“Because Building No. 1 lost, this group of people ran away and knelt down to beg you to let them go.
But what if Building 3 is defeated? All the supplies you have worked hard to collect will become nutrients for them, and your corpses will also become the meals of some madmen.
Do you think it was noble to let them go just now? "
Song Jinhe snorted coldly: "Didn't you ever think that they would come back?
Didn't you think that they would join forces with other forces to deal with Building 3?
Every time you let go of a few enemies who once wanted to kill you, it won't be long before they unite to attack you, and then you will be the one kneeling on the ground begging for mercy! "
The 15 men who went to Building 1 all suppressed their blushes. After looking at Song Jinhe, they said regretfully: "Sorry, we know we were wrong."
Song Jinhe did not answer their apology: "Every choice you make will affect the future fate of Building 3.
I hope you will think carefully before doing anything in the future, whether you have the ability to bear the consequences, whether you can stand alone and pay for your own choices.
You all know what kind of temper I used to be. Since you choose to cooperate with me and take orders from me, I think I should pave the way for you, or at least help you avoid basic risks.
I, Song Jinhe, am not a kind person. I hope you all will understand that Building 3 is not a charity. We are people who make a living on the edge of a knife. Don't let this kind of mistake happen to me again. "
Zhang Shimin and Zhou Bengao were both members who went to Building 1. They both blushed, looked at each other and lowered their heads.
"We all know that we were wrong. From now on, we must obey orders. We will absolutely obey whatever you ask us to do. Today's situation will never happen again."
Song Jinhe looked at the survivors in the building and saw that everyone was very determined, and the anger in his heart dissipated a little.
"Then I hope you can keep your word. We have just won the first battle. Don't get carried away. There will only be more and more difficulties in the future."
The others nodded, and Song Jinhe exhaled heavily, stood up from the bench and walked towards the supplies piled in the room.
"We have won a great victory today. Although we cannot be complacent, it is good to celebrate once.
I saw that there were a lot of rice and noodles in the supplies, as well as tobacco and alcohol, etc. Everyone disposed of them as they pleased and had a great time. "
After saying that, she was about to leave with Cheng Qianhuai, but Xu Qingkang suddenly stopped her.
"Wait a moment, you can take half of the supplies and leave."
Song Jinhe turned around in surprise: "This is not a potato. From now on, when you eat it, just give it to me and Cheng Qianhuai on a per-person basis. There is no need to distribute these supplies according to Tudou's requirements."
Xu Qingkang shook his head very firmly: "We all have the same opinion. If it weren't for you, we wouldn't be able to win at all.
Everything we have in Building 3 is due to the hard work of the two of us. We don’t feel at ease when we are allowed to enjoy these materials for nothing.
We agreed before that the potatoes should be divided in half, and we should also divide the materials in half. You deserve this. "
The other survivors all spoke in agreement, with very firm eyes. It was obvious that Song Jinhe wouldn't touch him if he didn't want them to.
"Sister Song, please take it away. We all know our strength in our hearts. If it weren't for you, we would have been finished long ago. We would have been finished even when it was extremely cold."
"Yes, we have all benefited from the 18th floor to survive till now. No matter what, we cannot be ungrateful."
"Take it, don't be polite to us, we are very willing to let you take half!"
After listening to these people's words, Song Jinhe curled his lips and smiled, a little surprised, but also a little warm in his heart.
No one thinks there are too many supplies. In fact, she has already run out of welfare supplies because of the space, but getting more usable items will give her a lot more categories.
Seeing the persistence of the survivors in the building, Song Jinhe was not greedy for more. After taking a fifth, he was unwilling to ask for more.
"These are enough. There are too many things and the weather is hot. It would be a waste if Cheng Qianhuai and I couldn't finish them all.
These are enough, you can do whatever you want with the rest. "
She was resolute, and she and Cheng Qianhuai took the chosen ones and went home directly. The residents in Building 3 also knew that she really had no intention of taking these things, so they simply didn't force them and happily picked them. Food celebration.
Back home, it was already 4 o'clock in the morning, and Song Jinhe yawned a little tiredly.
I was mentally strained tonight, and now that I'm back home and relaxing, I feel like my eyelids are so heavy that I can't even open them.
Cheng Qianhuai dragged her up from the sofa and held her in his arms: "Are you hungry?"
Song Jinhe shook his head slightly and nestled in his arms: "I'm not hungry. Let's eat the food tomorrow. I'm going to sleep after taking a bath. My eyes hurt."
After saying that, she yawned and took Cheng Qianhuai into the space to wash up. After leaving the space refreshed, she went directly to the bed and fell asleep without saying a word.
Cheng Qianhuai was also a little tired, so he gently closed the door for her before going back to the house to rest. The two slept until noon the next day.
Song Jinhe ate steaming steamed dumplings and sat at the dining table in a daze without energy.
"I'm still not used to my current schedule. I always feel so tired and sleepy every day. I can't adapt to it at all."
She was really overwhelmed by the forced reversal of her years of routine in a short period of time.
Cheng Qianhuai pushed a glass of soy milk to her and looked a little worried at her dark eyes.
Song Jinhe has always been a person who goes to bed on time and rests on time, but now he is obviously not used to the current life.
But she had to stay up late for the safety of Building 3, and she felt quite haggard.
"You should keep your normal schedule. I will do the other things. Tell me your thoughts and I will promise to complete the task."
He raised his hand to wipe the soup from the corner of her mouth, his eyes filled with uncontrollable distress.
"There's no need. I'm so nervous. I worry about intruders downstairs at night. Even if I force myself to rest, I can't sleep well."
